《SOUL LAND: DOULUO DALU THE GAME》CHAPTER 9
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After leaving the wooden cabin, another cutscene started...
「 “Little San, you couldn’t be that innate full soul power with blue silver grass child mentioned by the grandmaster.”
Tang San nodded, said: “It’s me.”
Old Jack crouched down, and faced Tang San. Looking at him, Jack said,
“Little San, I did not expect your talents to be so remarkable. It’s too bad, you have that father who doesn’t have good martial soul to pass on to you. Otherwise, perhaps you truly could become our village’s second soul saint. You tell grandpa whether or not you want to go to a special school to study soul master cultivation method. Only that place has access to the most accurate knowledge about martial souls.” 」
Would you like to go to Nuoding city primary soul master academy for primary education?
Yes / No
Without a doubt, I clicked yes.
「“Let's go, little San. Grandpa will accompany you back home.”
Old Jack stealthily returned without the other children, letting their parents collect them, and took only this Tang San back to the smithy.
Before noon was Tang Hao’s routine nap time, and the smithy was very quiet.
“Tang Hao, Tang Hao.”
Old Jack did not care whether Tang Hao was asleep. Concerning this slovenly blacksmith, he truly loathed him very much. Were he not forging farm tools very cheaply, he wanted to kick Tang Hao out of the village long ago.
At the same time as calling Tang Hao, old Jack looked around everywhere, at first wanting to find a chair to sit on, but seeing those broken tattered worn out things, he prudently did not have the courage to pull one over. His age was already not inconsiderable, and he had a thought that if he fell in here he would not only pull muscles or break bones.
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“Who is making such a fuss?”
Tang Hao’s somewhat angry voice resounded. Pushing aside inner room door curtain, he unhurriedly came out.
“Old Jack, what are you doing?”
Jack angrily said:
“Today is the day of your son’s martial soul awakening. Don’t you know how important this is? Other people’s families have both parents accompanying. You should go as well, and it still is like always.”
Tang Hao, ignoring Jack’s taunts as usual, his gaze once again shifted to his son,
“Little San, your martial soul awakened? What is it?”
Tang San said, “Dad, it’s blue silver grass.”
“Blue silver grass?”
For some reason, despite being disinterested in other matters all along, once Tang Hao heard these three words, his body suddenly trembled all at once, and in his eyes also showed a trace of sparkling brilliance.
Tang Hao’s expression changed, only paying attention to Tang San. Old Jack naturally didn’t care what the slovenly blacksmith’s expression was, and immediately said:
“Though it’s blue silver grass, but little San still has innate full soul power. Tang Hao, I’ve decided that this year our village’s one student quota goes to Tang San. Let him go to Nuoding city primary soul master academy to study. The village will guarantee the costs.”
“Blue silver grass, blue silver grass.”
Tang Hao again and again murmured these few words, abruptly lifting his head. In his eyes showed a strong light Tang San had never seen before. He said quietly:
“Won’t do.”
“What did you say? I heard it wrong.”
Jack dug in his ear, taken aback staring at Tang Hao,
“You should know just how valuable this opportunity is. Even if our Holy Spirit village produced a soul saint once upon a time, every one year we also only have one student quota. For other villages, more than two or three villages have to share one person’s quota, don’t you know? This is a good opportunity. Perhaps little San is capable of becoming an exalted master.”
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Tang Hao looked at Jack with cold eyes,
“What use is being exalted? I just know that if he leaves, no one will make me food. Blue silver grass, what do you think cultivating blue silver grass can accomplish? That is only a useless martial soul”
Old Jack forcefully said:
“But he has innate full soul power, as long as he is able to obtain a soul ring, even if it’s the least quality spirit ring, he is also immediately capable of becoming a spirit master. Spirit master, you understand? Our village already has not produced a soul master in so many years.”
Tang Hao coolly said:
“This just now is your true purpose. Saying it won’t do, means it won’t do. You can leave.”
“Tang----Hao----.”
In old Jack’s mind flames of fury already burned to the maximum.
Tang Hao as before had a listless expression,
“No need to be that loud, I’m not deaf yet. I said: you can go.”
“Grandpa Jack, you please don’t take offense. I still won’t go to study soul master abilities. Dad is right, blue silver grass is only a useless martial soul. Thank you for your good intentions.”
Although Jack loathed Tang Hao the most, he was still extraordinarily fond of the intelligent Tang San, and his chest filled with burning fury was gradually pacified. He sighed deeply,
“Good child, grandpa isn’t angry. Well then, grandpa will leave.”
Saying so, he turned around and headed out.
Jack walked to the smithy’s door and stopped, turning to look in Tang Hao’s direction, saying sincerely and earnestly, “Tang Hao, all your life will come to an end like this, but little San is still young. Should you not consider giving him some means of making a living? Don’t hold him back. Then at least he will not end up in the same situation as you afterwards. If you change your decision come to find me, ok. There is still three months before this year’s Nuoding soul master primary academy enrollment.” 」
Quest: Martial soul awakening completed!
Reward: Friendliness with Tang Hao is increased by 25. Friendliness with Old Jack in increased to 100. [Old Jack now considers you a part of his family.]
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