vncnus Chapter 12 Tang 3's Hatred!
Chapter 12 Tang 3's Hatred!
God King Tang San stood in front of Tang San.
Tang Hao glanced at God King Tang San, his boiling emotions calming down slightly.
Between the two brothers, Tang Hao valued the older brother far more than the younger brother.
Although Tang San was born with full soul power, his martial soul underwent a malignant mutation. After several probes, he discovered that Tang San's talent was not even top-notch in the sect.
His innate full soul power, like his younger sister's, may have been caused by a mutation in his martial soul.
It's hard to say what the future holds.
There is only one 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor Soul Bone, only one person can inherit the Great Sumeru Hammer passed down in the sect, and even only one person can awaken the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul.
All of these were prepared by him for the more talented God King Tang San.
The God King Tang San is not only related to his grand plan to take revenge on the Spirit Hall, but also the cornerstone for his revitalization and repayment to his sect!
Tang Hao raised his eyelids, gave Tang San a cold look, and walked out on his own.
God King Tang San hurriedly followed him out.
Tang San didn't say a word from beginning to end; his heart was filled with rage.
Why?
This dish was a special selection he had chosen before eating, specifically to honor his father.
In this life, he finally had a father, so why did his father treat him like this?
He knew that Tang Hao was acting this way because he had been instigated, but what was bothering him at the moment was something else entirely.
Since my father is so capable and clearly has the ability to create better living conditions for me, why did he let me go hungry, suffer so much, and even almost starve to death?!
Countless winters, fearing they would freeze to death, they would go up the mountain to chop firewood and make coal.
But what did we get in return?!
Tang San was caught in a strong contradiction and felt wronged.
At this moment, Tang San looked at the storage bracelet his teacher had given him and immediately recalled his generous and gentle teacher. His cold heart finally softened.
Outside the wooden house.
Inside the blacksmith's shop, piled high with iron blocks, rough chunks of coal stood like soldiers.
Tang Hao followed God King Tang San to a corner. Reflecting on his actions, he calmed down and said, "Is your brother really that spineless?"
He was referring to the matter of adopting someone as a godfather.
"Anyway, that young man gave my brother some money, and my brother knelt down before him. That young man is a wealthy man in town..." Shenwang Tangsan said hurriedly upon hearing this.
"What a wretched child!" Tang Hao trembled with rage.
God King Tang San told Tang Hao about his own apprenticeship. Tang Hao's expression was still bad until he heard that Yu Xiaogang had seen through Tang San's twin martial souls. Although he still frowned, he put down his killing intent.
He knew Yu Xiaogang and could tell that his son possessed twin martial souls, which was indeed extraordinary. Moreover, he had heard some secrets about him. He temporarily accepted this relationship.
"Would the blacksmith be willing to take you in?"
Tang Hao was confident in his son's culinary skills.
If the blacksmith doesn't give his son face, he will go there himself!
"Father, the wages they pay are a bit low, I'm afraid it will delay my cultivation..." said God King Tang San.
"Fine, you don't need to go to the blacksmith shop anymore," Tang Hao said decisively.
"About the money?"
"You don't have it? Doesn't your brother have it too?" Tang Hao said decisively.
"Your brother sold his dignity for money, so you can't just give it back. Since going to the blacksmith shop is interfering with your cultivation, you can use it to reduce the pressure on your cultivation. Your time is much more precious than your brother's. Spending time forging iron is wasting your future."
The two brothers, the elder brother shouldered the mission of revitalizing the sect and avenging the Spirit Hall, while the younger brother did not have to bear any pressure; contributing his own strength was the only thing he could do.
In Tang Hao's view, the older brother's talent far surpasses that of the younger brother, and no matter how long the younger brother cultivates, it will be of little use.
"My younger brother truly lacks the talent for cultivation." God King Tang San was secretly pleased, but he didn't show it at all. "Consider this a loan from him; I'll return it to him later. But as for my younger brother..."
He really needs the money!
In his mind, a voice told him about a rare find: whale glue.
Although whale glue is now only used for the pleasures of nobles in the bedroom, its melting and ingestion can greatly enhance physical strength. However, this secret remains undiscovered.
At a glance, God King Tang San could tell that this contained immense wealth!
Although he couldn't use his first spirit ring, he might be able to use his second and third spirit rings... Moreover, such valuable information could undoubtedly provide him with a lot of wealth.
"I am his father, and I can make decisions for him in anything. We are all members of the Tang family. Your brother has no talent for cultivation, so it doesn't matter if he wastes this time, but it's different for you. When you become successful in the future, these things will all be external." Tang Hao said decisively.
He didn't think it was a big deal at all. After all, in his opinion, this amount of money was nothing. With his strength, it would be easy for him to come up with this amount of money. Since his younger brother could come up with it, there was no need for him to help.
"Xiao San, I didn't mean to put pressure on you, but you must believe in your potential," Tang Hao said earnestly. "You don't need to care too much about his opinion."
As the younger brother of God King Tang San, Tang San's status will rise significantly after God King Tang San becomes a Title Douluo. Compared to that, this little grievance is nothing.
I was doing it for his own good.
"Yes." God King Tang San nodded vigorously.
"You heard what I just said, right?" Tang Hao looked in one direction.
In the darkness, a small figure was trembling. He was shaking all over, his eyes were white as sclera, and his pupils were as small as needles. He was staring at his most respected father, and he felt that even the cold winter wind was not as cold as Tang Hao's words.
"Impossible! That was given to me by my teacher. Why should I give it to you?" Tang San gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot! He glared angrily at Tang Hao!
"How can you be so insensible? Don't you know how talented your brother is?" Tang Hao said disappointedly.
Seeing Tang Hao's resolute attitude, Tang San frantically ran towards the door. The whistling wind in his ears was like sharp daggers. Tang San gritted his teeth and focused solely on running towards the door.
Why? He was desperate and angry. How could his father do this? It was one thing to be irresponsible, but why? Why should he make decisions for himself and give the things his teacher gave him to his brother who had insulted his teacher?
What would the teacher think of me if they found out?
Two lines of tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, and Tang San ran towards the outside like a madman. Suddenly, his head sank, and a sharp pain came. He slammed his head against a hard wall.
In an instant, bright red blood and tears covered his entire face.
Tang San looked up and saw that Tang Hao was like a wall in front of him. He immediately protected his storage bracelet tightly.
With a simple wave of his hand, Tang Hao caused the storage bracelet in Tang San's hand to disappear and reappear in Tang Hao's hand.
"No!! Give it back to me! Why? Why are you doing this?" Tang San roared like a mad bull, panting wildly. "That's something my teacher gave me! That's something my teacher prepared for me..."
"Tang San, remember this, I did all this for the glory of your hammer spirit..." Tang Hao lifted Tang San up and suddenly brought his face close to Tang San's, his sharp, bloodshot eyes staring directly into Tang San's eyes.
"Screw your stupid Glory! Tang Hao, give me back my things, give them back to me!!" Tang San couldn't listen to any more of this.
"You bastard! Are you trying to rebel?" Tang Hao angrily slapped Tang San across the face, leaving a bright red handprint.
"I gave birth to you, so what's wrong with taking a little something from you? Besides, I'm not taking it for free; it's to raise your older brother."
"With the quality of your martial soul, you might only reach the pinnacle of Soul Master, while your brother is able to revitalize our lineage!" Tang Hao glared angrily at Tang San.
Tang San, however, seemed completely oblivious, staring at Tang Hao with despair and rage, uttering struggling cries: "Give it to me, give it to me, give it to me!"
The voice gradually changed from anger to pleading, and finally became increasingly hoarse, as if the lungs were filled with coarse sand.
A hint of reluctance flashed across Tang Hao's face, but in the end, he said gently, "Alright, I won't hurt you. I won't pursue the matter of you embarrassing our family anymore."
He glanced at the items inside the storage bracelet and found a set of clothes that fit him fairly well, several plates of packaged food, some daily necessities such as bedding and clothes hangers, some silver soul coins and copper soul coins, as well as several manuals printed with knowledge of novice soul masters.
Tang Hao took one-third of the silver soul coins and tossed a handful of bronze soul coins to Tang San.
"Alright, focus on helping your brother. With his talent, you'll understand when you grow up..." Tang Hao couldn't help but feel sorry for Tang San when he saw his voice become hoarse.
Thinking that her son was only six years old, the anger in her heart gradually subsided.
"He...he's no longer my brother!" Tang San's voice was hoarse as he gritted his teeth and said, word by word, "If you don't return the storage bracelet to me, you're no longer my father either."
"You're being childish. Calm down. Seeing what your teacher prepared for you, I believe he genuinely cares about you." Tang Hao suppressed his discomfort and said, "Considering how much he gave you, I won't interfere with how you two hang out together anymore."
Tang San clenched his fists tightly, his anger and disappointment overflowing.
From childhood to adulthood!
He was never taken care of by his father. In fact, when he was a child, he almost starved to death because Tang Hao fed him scalding hot porridge, which hurt his throat. When he was three or four years old, he had to cook his own meals.
Even if Tang Hao had spare money, he wouldn't use it to improve his meals; he would only buy cheap liquor to drink. He didn't complain at all; instead, he would refute those who insulted him.
Even though Tang Hao was irresponsible, and even though Tang Hao favored his elder brother, he still respected him.
The teacher invited him to dinner, and he thought that Tang Hao hadn't eaten meat for many years, so he specially set aside a small dish of the most juicy braised pork.
But now, everything the teacher prepared for me has been stolen by this old man!?
Tang Hao, you shouldn't have taken the things your teacher had carefully prepared for you. And now you're here claiming it's all for your own good?
"ah!!"
Tang San gritted his teeth, his whole body trembling violently as if he were being sieved.
"Tang Hao! From birth until now, I've never been raised by you! Now, you're taking away what my teacher gave me and sacrificing my future! Since that's the case, from now on, we have nothing to do with each other! Nothing to do with each other at all!!"
Tang Hao's eyes widened, and in an instant, anger almost surged from his head. He stared intently at Tang San.
"You are a traitor, you are a traitor!!"
Tang Hao clenched his fists tightly, looking at Tang San's bloodshot eyes with frustration and anger. He said coldly, "Tang San, you'll regret this later."
After saying this, he flew into a rage and said, "Since you have done this today, I will never give you the chance to return to your ancestral home again."
"unnecessary!!"
Tang San didn't say a word. He simply turned around and rinsed himself with cold water, splashing the braised pork soup on his body one ladle after another until he was completely clean. He didn't make much noise at all.
Tang Hao snorted coldly, also feeling annoyed, so he turned around and went to drink and sleep...
He was indeed furious. If he had known Tang San would react so strongly, it would have been nothing more than a few gold soul coins. If he wanted them, he could have easily obtained them by robbing a few people.
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The next day.
God King Tang San changed into the brand-new clothes that Qin Xu had prepared for Tang San.
At this moment, God King Tang San was wearing a moon-white coat, black trousers with gold trim and a wolf-skin boot. Although his appearance was ordinary, after changing his clothes, he looked energetic and radiant.
Just as God King Tang San was watching the purple sun rise in the east, he saw Tang San approaching and said, "Little brother, consider these a loan to you..."
He didn't feel he owed Tang San anything. He had only taken a little something from Tang San; he would repay him a thousandfold in the future.
Tang San just looked at him, but didn't listen to what the other person was saying.
Do not!
Or rather, Tang San was simply staring intently at the clothes that God King Tang San was wearing, clothes that his teacher had carefully prepared for him.
He was staring at the clothes.
Stare intently!
That's clearly his! It was a gift from the teacher!!
A bloodshot color spread across Tang San's eyes, and a surge of intense anger and hatred welled up in his twisted heart.
God King Tang San acted as if he hadn't seen anything, simply taking a scroll from his storage bracelet and earnestly learning about the knowledge of Soul Masters in this world.
God King Tang San reads very quickly. He only looked at the title page and briefly read part of the book before his brain automatically unlocked a large number of memories.
When it came to soul beasts, God King Tang San realized that he had made a promise to someone who was extremely important to him: unless he was in danger or needed to upgrade his soul ring, he would not actively hunt soul beasts that did not pose a threat to him.
Especially those benevolent spirit beasts, if they really want to obtain a spirit ring, they will hunt down evil spirit beasts as their own spirit rings.
"What kind of spirit beast do you plan to hunt for your first spirit ring?" God King Tang San asked.
Tang San didn't respond at all, but as if he had thought of something, he said hoarsely, "Give me the book."
God King Tang San raised an eyebrow and casually handed the book he had been reading to Tang San.
Tang San said nothing, burying the deep resentment in his eyes deep within his heart. Countless moments had passed when he felt his brother possessed countless ways to die. But he knew clearly that God King Tang San was far superior to him in both poison and strength.
Tang San took the book and began to read it carefully.
He can be indifferent to other matters, but his teacher had instructed him to study the basics of Soul Masters carefully these past two days.