Tang San saw off Old Jack, and in his heart, he felt a little lost. After all, the soul ring that Su Yuntao mentioned might be related to his breakthrough with the Xuan Tian God. But he didn't show it, he believed there would still be opportunities.

  He slowly walked back to the blacksmith's shop. Tang Hao surprisingly didn't go back to his room to continue sleeping, but instead sat on a chair with his eyes closed, meditating.

  "Dad, why don't you go back to your room and sleep for a while? I'll get lunch ready."

  Tang Hao still had his eyes closed and said faintly, "Don't you feel disappointed too? Do you also want to become a Soul Master?"

  Tang San was taken aback, "It's okay, Dad, being a blacksmith is also good, it can also support us. Didn't you promise to teach me how to make farm tools?"

  Tang Hao slowly opened his eyes, and from them, Tang San saw a surge of excitement. Unconsciously, Tang Hao's right fist had clenched, and on his aged face, a hint of extremely cold aura flowed out. "Soul Master? What use is being a Soul Master? Not to mention just having a useless martial soul, even if it were the most powerful martial soul, what could the strongest Soul Master possibly do? Still just a waste."

  Tang Hao's emotions were stirred up, his body trembling. Amidst the turmoil, Tang San saw a glimmer of something crystalline in his father's eyes.

  Run over, Tang San grasped Tang Hao's fist, "Dad, don't be angry, I won't become a Soul Master. I'll stay with you and cook for you."

  "Take a deep breath," Tang Hao's excitement came quickly, and went just as fast, calmly saying: "Release your martial soul for me to see."

  "Good." Tang San nodded, raised his right hand, and quietly activated the Mysterious Heaven Technique within him. He felt a special warmth flowing into his body, merging with the Mysterious Heaven Technique, and a faint blue glow appeared in his palm. In an instant, a small blue grass had appeared.

  Staring blankly at the Blue Silver Grass in Tang San's hand, Tang Hao was momentarily stunned, and it took him a long time to gradually come back to himself. The light in his eyes flickered uncertainly as he muttered: "Blue Silver Grass...it really is Blue Silver Grass. Just like hers."

  Suddenly, Tang Hao stood up abruptly and turned to walk towards the inner room. His sudden movement almost caused Tang San in front of him to fall over, and the Blue Silver Grass martial soul in his hand also disappeared automatically.

  "Dad."

  Tang Hao waved his hand impatiently, "Don't disturb me." As he spoke, he had already lifted the door curtain and entered the inner room.

  "But I still have a martial soul." Tang San finally spoke out the difference he had after his martial soul awakened today. This was something he didn't ask Su Yun Tian and Jie Ke, after all, they were just outsiders.

  ……

  The first rule of the Tangmen Xuantian Treasure Record: Never let someone you can't completely trust know your true strength.

  ……

  The Xuantian Scripture was already deeply ingrained in Tang San's mind, and he absolutely adhered to the overall framework.

  The door curtain was suddenly lifted, and Tang Hao reappeared outside. At this time, his face was already full of shocked expressions, and it could be seen that his eyes were red, as if he had cried earlier.

  Tang San didn't say a word, but instead slowly raised his left hand, just like he had done before. This time, it wasn't blue light, but rather a faint black glow that burst forth from his palm. The light coalesced instantly, and a strange object appeared in the center of his palm.

  It was a hammer with an all-black body, the handle was about half a foot long, and the head was cylindrical. It looked very much like a miniature casting hammer, but on the black surface of the hammer, there was a special luster. On the cylindrical hammer head, there were faint floral patterns swirling around it.

  For some reason, when the hammer appeared in Tang San's hand, the air in the entire room seemed to become somewhat oppressive. Tang San seemed unable to bear the weight of the small hammer, and could only hold it with his arm slowly drooping down. His face had already turned somewhat pale.

  Unlike the Blue Silver Grass that hardly consumed any of Tang San's Heaven Rank Spirit, this small black hammer had almost absorbed all of his internal energy as soon as it appeared. He could only barely control himself to grip the handle tightly. Although it looked small, in reality its weight far exceeded that of a forged hammer.

  "This, this is..." Tang Hao almost took a step forward to arrive in front of Tang San, grabbing the hand that held the hammer and pulling it towards himself. Tang Hao's hand was very powerful, at least now Tang San no longer felt the weight of the hammer on his arm.

  When Tang Hao's hand grasped his, a warm feeling of blood connection made Tang San feel especially comfortable in his heart. "Dad, is something wrong?"

  Looking at that small black hammer, the excitement that had disappeared earlier reappeared in Tang Hao's eyes. "Dual Martial Souls. It's actually Dual Martial Souls. Son, my son."

  Suddenly, Tang Hao opened his powerful arms and tightly hugged Tang San into his embrace.

  Tang Hao's chest was very broad, perhaps due to his long-term work as a blacksmith. Although he looked very lazy on the surface, the muscles on his body had not decreased with age. His embrace was warm. The sense of security brought by fatherly love could not be replaced by anything else.

  "Dad." Tang San was stunned for a moment, in his memory, this seemed to be the first time that Tang Hao had hugged him like this.

  The small iron hammer in his hand seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, although Tang San liked the warmth brought by this fatherly love, he even more didn't wish for the hammer to slip from his grasp and hit his own father.

  "Dad, I won't be able to hold on anymore." Tang San said, unable to bear it.

  Tang Huo relaxed his arms and said, "Withdraw."

  The dark light dissipated, the weight disappeared, and Tang San was very puzzled. That hammer was clearly formed by a special power within his body that was a combination of his Xuan Tian God's strength, so why couldn't he lift it? What surprised him even more was that after summoning out that small hammer, his internal energy had actually been consumed to the point of being empty.