People in Douluo, Wuhun Devil Fruit

When Tang San opened his eyes, he found himself in a forest. His father was sitting by a fire, looking extremely haggard.

"Father?" Tang San walked forward, his voice full of surprise and worry.

Tang Hao raised his head, his eyes sunken, his skin like a weathered old paper, fatigue and pain condensed between his brows like substance. On weekdays, his broad hands were always like iron, full of strength. But now, they were like dead branches, weakly resting on his knees.

"Xiao San, you're awake." Tang Hao's voice was weak and hoarse, as if it could be blown out with one breath.

Tang San quickly stepped forward, holding his father's hand tightly, feeling the cold and wet skin, his eyes were full of panic and helplessness, "Father, what's wrong with you? What happened?"

Tang Hao shook his head slightly, a tired smile appeared on his face, "Nothing, just a little tired. I have rested enough. I'm really sorry, I don't have the ability to save that child."

His words filled Tang San's heart with grief, he understood that what his father said was not true. He looked at his father, the uneasiness in his heart surged like waves, and he suddenly felt that the world seemed to become strange in an instant.

They sat by the fire, silent for a long time. Tang Hao coughed occasionally, and every cough seemed to be spitting out life. Tang San listened silently, the fear in his heart roared like a wild beast.

"Xiao San, I am useless. I didn't save your mother back then, and I didn't save your lover today." Tang Hao's voice broke the silence, his eyes fell on the jumping flames in the fire, and his eyes flashed with complex emotions.

Tang San was still silent and didn't say much.

"Xiao San, you have to work hard to cultivate. Your achievements in the future will not be much worse than Jun Yi."

Tang Hao's voice was low and firm, "Your first martial soul is not an ordinary blue silver grass." His words made Tang San's heart beat faster. He held his father's hand tightly, as if to hold his life, "Father, what are you talking about? I don't understand."

Tang Hao gently held Tang San's hand back, with a trace of deep tenderness and apology in his eyes, "Xiao San, your mother is actually a soul beast incarnation. Her body is a 100,000-year-old blue silver emperor, and your bloodline is actually the bloodline of the blue silver emperor." Their conversation echoed in the forest. The firelight illuminated their faces, but could not illuminate the shadows in their hearts.

"Mother is also a soul beast incarnation?" Tang San's tone was full of surprise. His heart seemed to be illuminated by the firelight. The question that had troubled him for a long time suddenly had an answer. He looked at his father with tears in his eyes.

Tang Hao nodded silently, "Yes, Xiao San, your mother is also a soul beast in human form. There are very few soul beasts in this world that can transform into humans, and your mother is one of them. She is not an ordinary blue silver grass, but a royal family among blue silver grasses, with extremely pure blue silver emperor blood."

"Blue Silver Emperor..." Tang San murmured. He originally felt that his blue silver grass was different from other people's blue silver grass. It was not only tough, but also had extremely strong plasticity. However, he did not expect that he was actually a Blue Silver Emperor martial spirit.

"Yes, Blue Silver Emperor." Tang Hao's voice interrupted Tang San's thoughts. He looked at Tang San with hope in his eyes. "Xiao San, do you know what this means? This means that your first martial soul is not an ordinary blue silver grass. You are the inheritor of the Blue Silver Emperor family. Your blood contains endless potential."

Tang San stared at his father blankly. It seemed as if a huge torch was burning in his heart. His blood, the blood of the Blue Silver Emperor...

"This means that you have the potential to become the most powerful soul master in the world. With your second martial soul, the Clear Sky Hammer, you have to believe that as long as you have enough strength and determination."

Tang Hao's words burned in Tang San's heart like a flame, and his eyes flashed with a firm light, "Xiao San, you must remember that you are not only the inheritor of the Blue Silver Royal Family, but also the future hope of my Haotian Sect, so you must work hard to practice, and you will definitely have the opportunity to avenge Xiao Wu in the future, understand?"

Tang San took a deep breath, and he suddenly felt that the whole world seemed to be rolling under his feet. He clenched his fists, and his heart was full of firmness and determination, "Father, I understand, I will work hard to practice and will not disappoint my mother's expectations."

The two sat by the fire for a long time, quietly watching the dancing flames. Their hearts were full of complex emotions, both grief and expectation. They knew that the future of this world would change because of them, and they would also grow because of this world.

When night fell and the stars shone on the earth, Tang San stood up. He looked at his father's figure, and his heart was full of gratitude and respect, "Father, where have you been all these years? I miss you so much."

"I have actually been protecting you in secret." Tang Hao said slowly.

"Xiao San, you must become strong. Only in this way can you protect the people you want to protect. Only in this way can you seek revenge on Bibi Dong and Jun Yi in the future. Do you understand?" Tang San took a deep breath. He felt his blood boiling. His heart was filled with firm belief and determination. "I will, father."

"Let's go. I'll take you to a place where I can help you completely awaken your martial spirit."

As he said this, Tang Hao was about to stand up, but because of his own weakness, he still fell to the ground.

Tang San hurried forward to support his father, their hands tightly clasped, as if passing strength to each other. Tang Hao looked up at Tang San, a smile flashed in his eyes, "Xiao San, you have finally grown up."

Tang San smiled slightly, without answering. He looked at his father, and the anxiety and grief in his heart temporarily retreated. He understood that now he needed to help his father and practice hard. Only by becoming strong could he protect the people he wanted to protect. Tang Hao slowly stood up with the help of Tang San,

He pointed to the depths of the forest. Along the way, the surrounding plants looked strange and mysterious under the light of the moon. Tang San listened to his father's panting voice, and his heart was full of gratitude and respect. He knew that although his father was weak, his heart was firm and his goal was clear. Tang San firmly believed that as long as they practiced hard, they would be able to achieve their goals one day.

After going deep into the forest for a long time, Tang Hao finally stopped, then turned to look at Tang San and said, "Release your blue silver grass, feel the surrounding atmosphere, and see if there is any difference."

Tang San nodded slightly, released his blue silver grass martial spirit, and the blue silver grass burst out from the ground. Tang San sat cross-legged, released his mental power, and sensed the existence of everything around him.

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