It has been a week since Yun Ming obtained the spirit bones and went into seclusion to design his Battle Armor.
During this week, by combining the design principles of the four-word Battle Armor from his past life with the natural Soul Guidance Arrays inherent in the spirit bones, Yun Ming continuously deduced and calculated until he finally completed the Battle Armor Design Summary and the detailed one-word designs for the left leg and back armor.
These spirit bone Battle Armors were not conventional metal Battle Armors. Since spirit bones naturally possess Soul Guidance Arrays and require consideration for compatibility with other spirit bones, even though Yun Ming could currently craft his existing spirit bone components to a three-word level, he could not do so immediately. He had to wait until the other spirit bones were determined and integrate all their natural Soul Guidance Patterns into the Battle Armor design before performing a comprehensive upgrade. Therefore, he could only lay the foundation for now and craft a one-word level Battle Armor.
Looking at the Sky Dome Silver Peng Left Leg Bone and the Death Demon Spider External Spirit Bone in front of him, which now featured many newly added basic Soul Guidance Arrays, Yun Ming felt at ease. It was time to see the actual results.
As Yun Ming injected his Soul Power into the spirit bones, the Soul Guidance Patterns on them lit up. The solid spirit bones liquefied rapidly as if melting ice, flowing toward his left leg and back. They wrapped around his left leg and back, forming two magnificent, complete pieces of leg and back armor.
Yun Ming's Battle Armor was silver with gold edges, its appearance cold and majestic, with every detail appearing precise and well-placed. The current left leg armor and back armor seemed to be composed of hundreds of meticulously forged metal plates, cleverly welded together to form an impeccable defensive system. The patterns and motifs on the surface of the Battle Armor were filled with a sense of power and mystery, as if telling an ancient and enigmatic story.
With the Battle Armor equipped, Yun Ming's aura climbed once again, reaching a level close to that of a Soul King. However, this was not the main point; after all, he only had two pieces of one-word Battle Armor, so a low amplification was normal. The point was that Yun Ming could feel the spirituality belonging to a four-word Battle Armor from his current gear. Although it was very faint and far inferior to a normal four-word set, it was enough to prove the potential of his spirit bone Battle Armor.
After carefully sensing every detail of the Battle Armor, Yun Ming nodded in satisfaction, then retracted it into his body to slowly nourish it.
Normally, a one-word Battle Armor cannot be fused with a Soul Master and can only be worn externally, but because of the materials used, the spirit bone Battle Armor could naturally fuse with a Soul Master, which was quite convenient.
With the matter of the Battle Armor temporarily resolved, Yun Ming could finally think properly about his future arrangements.
Yun Ming walked to the window and looked down at the beauty of Heaven Dou City at dusk. The lights flickered on the bustling streets like a flowing ribbon of color. The coming and going of vehicles and pedestrians intertwined, forming a busy and vibrant scene.
Now that Tang Hao was dead, Yun Ming's goal for coming to Heaven Dou City had been exceeded. Regarding Martial Soul Hall, since there was no clear mastermind, he chose to let it go and leave it to Ya Li to handle. The only thing left was the Clear Sky Sect.
Because the Clear Sky Sect was forced into seclusion, they had remained in one place. As long as Yun Ming had sufficient strength, he could go and settle the score, so it seemed all he needed to do now was to increase his strength.
Having figured this out, Yun Ming understood what he needed to do next. No longer overthinking, he began to enjoy the night view of Heaven Dou in peace.
However, just as Yun Ming stopped looking for trouble, those who wanted to trouble him had already awakened.
In the residence of the Strength Clan, within the Clan Leader's small courtyard.
Tai Tan and Bai He sat at the stone table in the courtyard, drinking wine and talking.
Bai He glanced at the room where Tang San was staying and sighed. Seeing this, Tai Tan spoke up to console him.
"Old White Bird, don't worry, the Young Master will wake up."
"Your precious blood ginseng will not have been used in vain."
Back when Dugu Bo forcibly removed Tang San's External Spirit Bone, it left Tang San in a state of critical injury and near death. In order to save his grand-nephew and for the future of the Agility Clan, Bai He had fed Tang San the 'Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng', a family heirloom he had cherished for many years, the moment Tang San was injured.
The effect was significant. As the empress of ginseng, the moment Tang San consumed the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng, his life force, which had been constantly dissipating, began to slow its decline and gradually recovered steadily.
After that, it only took five days for Tang San's external skin wounds to basically heal, and his extremely severe internal injuries were also slowly mending. However, the fact that he had not yet woken up was inevitably worrying.
Bai He responded with a bitter smile.
"I hope so."
But no sooner had he finished speaking than Bai He and the other man heard a surprised, hoarse male voice coming from Tang San's room.
"Little San, you're awake?!!"
Hearing this voice, Bai He and Tai Tan immediately put down their wine cups and headed toward Tang San's room.
After the two entered the room and saw that Tang San, who had been lying on the bed for a week, had truly woken up, the worry in their hearts dissipated by more than half. Although they didn't know how severely his potential had been damaged, at least he was alive.
Seeing the middle-aged man beside him, who looked haggard and was smiling even more miserably than if he were crying, Tang San spoke with a voice that was somewhat hoarse from not having had water for a long time.
"Teacher, how is my father?"
The man Tang San called teacher was naturally the model of reverse inspiration in the Soul Master World, Grandmaster Yu, Yu Xiaogang.
When Yu Xiaogang heard his disciple ask about his idol, his face, which already didn't look very good, became even uglier. Fortunately, Tai Tan took over the conversation, preventing Tang San from focusing on his teacher and causing more emotional damage.
Tai Tan spoke frankly to comfort him.
"Young Master, because we didn't know when you would wake up, Old White Bird and I have already buried your father in the cemetery north of Heaven Dou City, facing the Clear Sky Sect. We thought this must have been your father's wish."
"Later, if the Young Master wishes, we can arrange to move the grave."
Hearing what Tai Tan said, Tang San recalled his father passing away before he fell unconscious, and that he had even personally removed his father's bones. A wave of immense guilt and sorrow washed over him, sealing off his entire mental sky. Tang San's vision blurred, tears fell from the corners of his eyes involuntarily, and he was completely plunged into an invisible, dark shadow.
Twelve years after living a second life, he had returned to the state before his rebirth in an instant.
Tang God King had become an orphan again; how could he not be sorrowful?
Seeing Tang San like this, Yu Xiaogang, Tai Tan, and Bai He felt their slightly relieved hearts become anxious once again. Tang San had not yet recovered from his severe injuries; if his mood affected his recovery further, he might be completely crippled. Thus, they hurriedly offered a series of comforts and explanations.
But it was useless. They spoke for an hour, but Tang San did not change in the slightest.
Looking at this half-dead Tang San, Yu Xiaogang felt anxious inside. There was not much time left before the start of the competition, and he could no longer worry about whether his words would aggravate Tang San's injuries. He decided to give Tang San a dose of strong medicine. Yu Xiaogang roared at Tang San.
"Tang San, do you really want to keep this half-dead state, making your loved ones suffer and your enemies rejoice?"
"Or do you want your parents to die in vain, and let your enemies, Martial Soul Hall and the Breaking Clan, go unpunished!"
"That boy named Yun Ming has already joined the Heaven Dou Royal Academy and is officially confirmed to participate in the Soul Master Competition in over a year."
"He will soon be famous throughout the world. Do you not care about this either?"
Six days ago, Yu Xiaogang came to the Strength Clan to look for Tang San. Seeing Tang San severely injured and unconscious, he asked Tai Tan about the situation. Out of respect for Yu Xiaogang being Tang San's teacher, Tai Tan told him everything.
Hearing that the Breaking Clan had taken away six spirit bones at once, including Tang San's External Spirit Bone, Yu Xiaogang felt as if his heart were bleeding. It was not only because of the preciousness of the spirit bones themselves, but also because Yun Ming's participation in the Soul Master Competition made him a direct competitor to Tang San.
And the reason he knew Yun Ming would participate in the competition was because of Qian Renxue.
Yun Ming did not place much importance on this Soul Master Competition, but Qian Renxue did. In order for Yun Ming to win the championship and slap her 'sister' in the face to gain attention, besides the two names Yun Ming gave her, she specifically reported to the Heaven Dou Emperor and launched the Empire Glory Plan, recruiting ambitious young Soul Masters from all over Heaven Dou to let Yun Ming choose his team.
As for the news released to the public, Yun Ming was chosen as the captain for this event because he had single-handedly cleared out the five-man squads of the Shenfeng Team and the Huangdou Team, a move intended to demonstrate the Empire's level of seriousness. Just like that, the reputation of Yun Ming as a genius spread throughout Heaven Dou in an incredibly short amount of time.
The scale of that spectacle was so great that for Yu Xiaogang, who was paying close attention to the Soul Master Competition, it was difficult for him not to know about it. Moreover, the treatment Yun Ming received nearly moved him to tears of envy.
When Tang San heard the words Yun Ming, Breaking Clan, and Martial Soul Hall, his dull eyes finally began to fluctuate once more.
That's right! It isn't me who is wrong; the ones who are wrong are clearly those bastards who relied on their power to harm my entire family. Am I supposed to just watch them pretend to be righteous and kind in front of the whole world, letting them live freely and easily?
No!
Absolutely not! I, Tang San, must destroy the Breaking Clan and Martial Soul Hall to console the spirits of my parents and restore a bright and clear world to this land!!!
After thinking this through, Tang San's eyes turned blood-red, and he roared with a voice that now sounded like a hoarse duck.
"Of course not! In this life, I, Tang San, will definitely exterminate these enemies who harmed my family!!"
Tai Tan and Bai He couldn't help but frown upon hearing Tang San say this, but when they recalled how resolute Yang Wudi had been when he left the Strength Clan, they understood that there was no going back. The two of them worked through the situation and successfully severed their final attachments; if they met again in the future, they would only be enemies, and they would show no mercy.
Hearing Tang San speak this way, Yu Xiaogang felt a sense of relief in his heart, though he still feigned anger on his face as he spoke.
"Then pull yourself together and recover properly. From now on, our primary goal will be to win the Soul Master Competition. Not only will you be able to defeat that Yun Ming in front of the entire continent, but winning the championship will also earn you a Spirit Bone, accumulating power for your future revenge."
Tang San was currently consumed by rage, and upon hearing that he could beat Yun Ming and obtain a Spirit Bone, he immediately felt that his teacher was truly good to him; he felt as if he could sense his father's love once again.
With tears in his eyes, Tang San replied.
"Yes!"
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