Douluo Dalu: The Goddesses Know My Secrets

Spirit Hall!

Those three characters were like three red-hot daggers, stabbing deep into Tang San’s ears.

His spirit power, which had been somewhat scattered due to shock, suddenly surged.

At this moment, it was like a wildfire fueled by oil, abruptly erupting into a riot!

His Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul emerged uncontrollably.

Pale blue grass leaf phantoms danced wildly around him, radiating an aura of fury.

The moment he heard "Spirit Hall," his eyes ignited with a towering rage.

That flame was cold and violent, nearly becoming tangible.

Hunting my father... forcing him into anonymity and separating our flesh and blood... causing me to be unable to receive the guidance I deserved... Good!

What a Spirit Hall!

Tang San gritted his teeth so hard that he could taste blood in his gums.

In his heart, he carved this name with the coldest killing intent.

Spirit Hall... you already have a Way to Court Death!!!

Feeling the rioting spirit power and the almost tangible hatred emanating from Tang San, Yu Xiaogang was startled.

He quickly took a step forward and firmly pressed down on Tang San’s restless shoulders.

"Little San! Calm down!"

He injected his spirit power with a soothing intent, slightly calming Tang San’s boiling killing intent.

"Hatred requires strength to support it, and right now, you are far from enough."

Staring into Tang San’s eyes, Yu Xiaogang said solemnly, "Your father has endured for so many years just to protect you and give you the chance to grow up."

"If you are impulsive, you will be failing him."

If the current Tang San went to Spirit Hall, it would be suicide, and he did not want to see his key Disciple die.

Tang San’s chest heaved violently.

After a long while, he finally managed to force his wild spirit power and the hostility in his eyes back into his body.

When he opened his eyes again, although the hatred had not vanished, he had at least regained basic reason.

Seeing that he had calmed down, Yu Xiaogang finally let go.

He then asked, "Do you understand why I have always forbidden you from practicing with the Clear Sky Hammer for now?"

Tang San frowned.

"Is it because... the Early Stage of cultivating a Second Martial Soul is unstable, and it easily conflicts with the first Spirit?"

He tentatively voiced his previous understanding.

Yu Xiaogang slowly shook his head.

"That is only a surface reason, or rather, a secondary reason."

He put his hands behind his back, looked up at the deep night sky, and began to recount one of the core secrets of the Spirit Master’s world.

"The reason twin spirits are called a peerless talent is that their true potential lies in the ’Late-bloomer Advantage’ of adding spirit rings."

He looked at Tang San with a burning gaze.

"When your first Spirit reaches level sixty, which is the Spirit EmperorRealm, everything about you will reach a brand-new height."

"And that will be the best time for you to start adding spirit rings to your Second Martial Soul, the Clear Sky Hammer."

Yu Xiaogang’s voice carried a seductive quality, as if he were sketching a grand blueprint.

"Think about it, Little San."

"At that time, you can fully utilize your Spirit Emperor-level body and foundation to seek out spirit rings for the Clear Sky Hammer."

"They will no longer be hundred-year or thousand-year... you can aim directly for ten-thousand-year spirit rings!"

"Even, if your Opportunity is sufficient, all the spirit rings you add to it in the future will be over ten thousand years! 100,000 years is not impossible either!"

All spirit rings over ten thousand years?!

Tang San’s breath hitched instantly.

The light in his eyes became more fervent than ever before, as if two fires were burning within.

He understood!

He completely understood!

Why his teacher had always suppressed him and refused to let him Cultivate the Clear Sky Hammer.

This was not a restriction, but... storing power!

It was saving all potential and explosiveness for the most critical moment, for when the foundation was at its firmest,

To partake in an earth-shattering feast of spirit rings!

By then, once the Clear Sky Hammer was unleashed, it would shake the heavens and the earth!

Seeing the light erupting from Tang San’s eyes, Yu Xiaogang knew he had believed him, and his heart settled slightly.

But to fully regain Little San’s trust, he had to continue adding weight.

"At that time, even if Lin Qingmo’s first spirit ring is a thousand-year one, and no matter what miracles he encounters, he will surely pale in comparison to your twin spirits—especially the absolute advantage of your Second Martial Soul being composed entirely of high-age spirit rings."

"Your path is a smooth road leading to the true Peak."

"His are merely some rugged shortcuts; which is superior and which is inferior is clear at a glance."

These words were like sweet rain, nourishing Tang San’s heart which had been parched by constant setbacks.

All confusion, doubt, and resentment were washed clean at this moment by this grand blueprint of the future.

So, his teacher was not pedantic or conservative.

He was planning a grander and more solid path for him!

He had actually doubted his teacher... he truly deserved to die!

A surge of guilt and a reignited, even more fervent sense of admiration welled up in Tang San’s heart.

He took a step back.

Then, he bowed deeply, performing the most solemn Disciple’s Salute toward Yu Xiaogang.

"Teacher, this Disciple was dull and previously harbored doubts; I ask for Teacher’s forgiveness."

His voice carried sincere gratitude and a newly solidified trust.

"This Disciple understands; everything will follow Teacher’s arrangements."

Tang San saluted respectfully.

Yu Xiaogang’s heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled firmly back into his chest.

The corners of his mouth could not help but curl up in a relieved and gratified smile.

It worked!

The crack in their trust had finally been temporarily mended.

He had finally managed to tether Tang San’s heart firmly back to his side using this massive secret regarding his background and future, coupled with the grand blueprint of the twin spirits’ prospects.

He reached out to help Tang San up and said gently, "It is good that you understand. Your road is still long; there is no need to rush. Building a good foundation is the utmost priority."

However, in the deepest part of Yu Xiaogang’s heart, there was a lingering haze.

The blueprint he had just described was certainly exciting.

But there was one core problem he had hidden.

Or rather, he didn’t know the answer at all.

Exactly how should twin spirits be cultivated to ensure safety and maximize the ’Late-bloomer Advantage’?

Yu Xiaogang did not know.

In those high-sounding theoretical notes, the section regarding twin spirits was actually a blank space, or rather, bold conjectures based on limited observations.

Looking across the entire Douluo Continent, there was only one known example of someone who had successfully cultivated twin spirits and reached a top-tier level.

The moment that name surfaced in his mind, Yu Xiaogang’s expression uncontrollably became extremely complex.

Nostalgia, resentment, guilt, helplessness... all sorts of emotions intertwined and churned, causing a sharp pain in his heart.

Bibi Dong.

The woman who now sits high upon the throne of the Supreme Pontiff of Spirit Hall.

How did she Cultivate her twin spirits?

What dangers did she experience, and what secrets did she master?

Of these, he knew nothing.

Gazing toward the distant direction where Spirit Hall was located, Yu Xiaogang’s eyes were dark and unreadable.

For Little San!

For this Disciple whom he treated as his own!

And to prove that his own path was correct!

In the future, perhaps he would have no choice but to face the person he least wanted to see in this life, to seek that ’Cultivation Method’ whose existence he wasn’t even certain of.

This thought left him feeling a deep sense of exhaustion and powerlessness... The night wind blew through the woods, carrying wisps of chilliness.

Master and Disciple, each with their own thoughts, walked silently toward the dormitories.

The moonlight cast their shadows very long, intertwining them.

They seemed close, yet within, unknown variables had already been sown.

(End of Chapter)

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