Tang Hao remained silent for a long time, only staring silently at Fang Yuan.
He did not wantonly release his Aura as a Titled Douluo, because that would be as dazzling as lighting a candle in the dark.
He had originally intended to live in seclusion, so naturally, he would not take the initiative to display his presence.
However, facing the youth who had taken his son as a Disciple, Tang Hao naturally wouldn’t just do nothing.
Fang Yuan could feel that Tang Hao’s Aura as a Titled Douluo in front of him had been condensed into a needle-like form by him, piercing towards himself.
This technique of controlling his own Aura could be called exquisite, which really didn’t match the stereotype of the strength-type Martial Soul, the Clear Sky Hammer.
As the youngest Titled Douluo, Tang Hao indeed had some tricks up his sleeve.
Of course, it would be even better if those tricks weren’t being brushed towards him.
A bead of sweat couldn’t help but seep from Fang Yuan’s temples.
Aside from the power boost brought to him by the Freedom Flawed Transformation, Fang Yuan’s own cultivation was currently only at level seventy-one.
A seven-ring Soul Saint was indeed not weak, and the Supreme Immortal Fetus Martial Soul could also be called top-tier, yet placed in front of a Titled Douluo, it still appeared a bit young.
“You are quite good, your talent and strength are passable, and you still have some brains,” seeing Fang Yuan almost unchanged in expression under his Aura, Tang Hao then spoke indifferently, “I am going to leave, to do some things I should have done long ago.
Before leaving, I hope to entrust Little San to you.”
“Did you know, if not for you, I had originally intended to choose Master as Little San’s teacher.
Master meticulously studies theories and is the most likely candidate to nurture Little San into a powerhouse.”
The corners of Fang Yuan’s mouth twitched slightly, a cold sneer in his heart.
You two really see eye to eye, practically the Gemini stars of the education circle.
You could consider debuting to live-stream selling courses.
Tang Hao’s Aura finally slowly receded, his turbid eyes staring at Fang Yuan: “You are very good.
Since Little San has acknowledged you as his master, I hope you can attentively teach him well.
He is my son, and also the hope of the Clear Sky Sect.
Do you understand the severity of this?”
As he spoke, Tang Hao raised his hand and waved it.
With a clanging sound, a pitch-black token landed on the table in front of Fang Yuan.
On the token, six bizarre patterns were engraved.
It was precisely the Pope Token issued by Spirit Hall, representing the identity of an honorary Elder.
Tang Hao’s voice sounded: “Don’t say that I don’t give you benefits; you recognize this token, right?
Holding this Pope Token, you can enjoy Elder-level treatment within Spirit Hall.
In the future, you must properly nurture Little San; I will come to check on him from time to time.”
Having finished speaking, Tang Hao did not dawdle.
With a flash of his figure, he disappeared from the room.
Looking at the room that had once again become empty before his eyes, Fang Yuan couldn’t help but smile.
He laughed in anger.
Looking at that Pope Token on the table, Fang Yuan inwardly scoffed.
You, Tang Hao, have offended Spirit Hall to death anyway, so holding this Pope Token is useless.
Giving it out naturally doesn’t hurt at all.
Why make it sound like you’ve paid a huge price?
This old fellow inexplicably sneaked over, inexplicably gave himself a show of force, and then dropped two inexplicable sentences before leaving.
Truly inexplicable.
“You want to leave, right?
Very well.” Fang Yuan put away the Pope Token, a strange glint flashing in his eyes.
“I am a kind-hearted person.
Even though you are so disrespectful to me, I will still repay grievance with virtue.”
“Your wife, I shall raise; do not worry about it.”
Fang Yuan likewise flashed, leaping out from the wide-open window and arriving outside the grounds of Notting Academy.
With a light tap of his toes, he headed in the direction of Holy Soul Village.
Fang Yuan, whose cultivation was now that of a Soul Saint, traveled at an extremely swift speed.
Holy Soul Village was not far outside of Notting City, and he arrived almost in the span of a moment.
According to the impression in his memory, Fang Yuan sought out a high vantage point and observed his surroundings.
Then his gaze shifted, and he discovered that rushing waterfall.
Fang Yuan flashed and arrived near the waterfall; the mechanisms set up here naturally couldn’t stump him.
In the span of a split second, Fang Yuan found the hidden mechanism within.
As the mechanism was activated, on the seemingly seamless stone wall, a gateway actually appeared, and Fang Yuan stepped inside.
This was a cave with a dark environment and damp air.
At the deepest part of the cave, there was a faint beam of light; this was because a small hole about an inch wide was opened at the top of the stone cave.
Borrowing the faint moonlight filtering through the small hole, Fang Yuan could see that there was a small mound of earth in the stone cave.
On the mound of earth, a slender stalk of Blue Silver Grass trembled slightly.
The appearance of this Blue Silver Grass was very special compared to ordinary Blue Silver Grass, with longer leaves and fine golden lines upon them.
However, its state looked somewhat half-dead; the gloomy environment and barren soil both placed it on the verge of complete withering at any moment.
To be precise, this was actually not ordinary Blue Silver Grass, but a Blue Silver Emperor.
At the same time, it was also Tang San’s mother.
Looking at the scene before him, Fang Yuan couldn’t help clicking his tongue.
Should he sigh at the tenacity of this Blue Silver Emperor’s vitality, or should he say that Haozi really wasn’t acting like a human?
This was just like purposely pinching the oxygen supply tube of a respirator, neither letting a person fully recover nor letting them die a clean death.
Fang Yuan couldn’t help pondering whether Tang Hao’s action was intentional or not.
If it was said to be intentional, then it was truly a bit too vicious; if it was not intentional, then this brain was truly stupid to no end.
If a person was stupid to this extent, they might as well just be a bit evil.
“It’s alright, Madam.
Now that I have come, forget your husband.”
Fang Yuan reached out his hand, gently stroking the leaves of this Blue Silver Emperor.
The leaves of the Blue Silver Emperor trembled slightly, producing a small reaction to the external stimulus, appearing rather cute unexpectedly.
Based on this point alone, Fang Yuan could know that if he found a place dense with life breath to plant it down, then the possibility of this Blue Silver Emperor reviving was quite considerable.
With a movement of Fang Yuan’s thoughts, the Blue Silver Emperor before him vanished without a trace in an instant.
Then, Fang Yuan immersed his mind into the Sovereign Immortal Aperture, and upon a lush grassland in Central Continent, he saw this Blue Silver Emperor.
This location was specially chosen by Fang Yuan for the Blue Silver Emperor; the surrounding plants were lush, and the life breath was heavy, making it most suitable for the growth of the Blue Silver Emperor.
At the other end of this grassland, there was also a fairy-grade medicinal herb that Fang Yuan had obtained from the Yin Yang Ice and Fire Well.
After the Blue Silver Emperor was transplanted into the Sovereign Immortal Aperture by Fang Yuan, the entire grass seemed as if it had come alive.
Its leaves slowly stretched out, like a person stretching, filled with the vitality of life.
Looking at the Blue Silver Emperor, Fang Yuan was very satisfied.
Seeing that its state was not bad and its recovery speed was fast, Fang Yuan could rest assured letting it grow on its own here.
Otherwise, if this Blue Silver Emperor delayed in recovering, and Fang Yuan found it inconvenient to apply farmyard manure to it, he would only be able to research chemical fertilizers.
In that case, he would waste a lot of effort for nothing.
Now that the Blue Silver Emperor had settled down in the Immortal Aperture, relying on the sixtyfold time-flow discrepancy between the inside and outside of the Immortal Aperture, Fang Yuan estimated that it wouldn’t take long before the Blue Silver Emperor, renowned for the strength of its vitality, would be able to fully recover.
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