Tang Hao’s fingers, resting on the wooden table, trembled as he met their determined gazes. A myriad of emotions flickered through his eyes in an instant, finally settling into a heavy solemnity.
“Then, I want you to promise me, no matter how you cultivate your spirit power from now on, you must not add any spirit rings to your other hammer spirit, or even let anyone see its appearance, nor should anyone know that you two siblings possess twin spirits. Can you do this?”
Here it comes.
Tang Sui had long anticipated this. As soon as Tang Hao finished speaking, she decisively nodded her little head and replied, “I understand, Dad.”
Seeing Tang Sui agree so readily, Tang Hao paused and looked at his calm, little daughter. His tone carried a hint of probing, “Aren’t you going to ask me why I want you to do this?”
Tang San’s heart stirred, and he also looked at his well-behaved little sister sitting on the chair.
Tang Sui blinked under their gazes, “Anyway, Dad wouldn’t harm me and brother.”
Tang Hao faltered, a strange warmth surging in his chest and spreading through him.
His little daughter’s trusting eyes watched him, inexplicably making him feel an urge to weep.
He turned his head away, his voice muffled, “Just remember it yourselves.”
With Tang San’s eyesight, he naturally saw the fleeting glimmer of moisture hidden within the messy black hair.
Dad…
Tang San sighed inwardly, looking at Tang Hao with a new perspective, and asked, “Then Dad, what about my Blue Silver Grass spirit?”
Tang Hao still didn’t turn around, “You can use and cultivate the Blue Silver Grass spirit freely, and add any spirit rings you want. Twin spirits don’t require both spirits to be strengthened by spirit rings before spirit power can continue to be cultivated. As long as one spirit possesses spirit rings, the bottleneck for increasing spirit power will disappear.”
“It’s the same for Sui Sui. Just use your mask spirit. Unless you both are in mortal danger, absolutely do not use that hammer spirit.”
Saying this, Tang Hao paused for two seconds. Without waiting for the siblings to say anything more, he began to dismiss them, “Alright, alright, I haven’t made dinner yet. I’ve said what I needed to say, you can go do whatever you need to do.”
He’s so awkward.
Tang Sui turned her head, exchanged a look with her brother Tang San, and then quietly slipped away.
…
The trajectory of fate remained the same. From the next day, Tang Sui saw Tang Hao begin to teach Tang San smelting and hammer techniques.
She also wanted to join in the fun, but she had secretly taken a look at the large iron hammer Tang San was practicing with.
She quietly tried to lift it, but even when her face turned red, she couldn’t even budge the hammer. Instead, she tired herself out considerably.
Thus, Tang Sui could only give up on learning the Chaotic Wind Hammer technique, to the amusement of her mask spirit and system, and spent her days listlessly watching Tang San become more proficient and nimble with the hammer.
The night was cool as water. Tang Sui, having lazed around for three days, lay on her own small bed, gazing at the serene moonlight outside the little wooden window. She tossed and turned, unable to sleep.
Awakening her spirit, and activating her demonic power, was the first step to survival.
But she remembered that awakening a spirit did not mean one had become a spirit master and could begin cultivating. One must obtain their first spirit ring.
Due to her frail physique, even though Tang San had intended to teach her the Xuan Tian internal cultivation, all plans were annihilated at the first step. Perhaps because she was mixed-blood, she couldn’t cultivate internal energy.
As for demonic power…
“Host, the cultivation of demonic power is different from the cultivation of spirit power.”
The system’s words echoed in her mind.
Tang Sui clutched her small quilt, motionless for a long while…
*Creak…*
The latch of the small wooden house was carefully opened, making a faint sound. A petite figure walked in the scattered moonlight, her small shadow gradually stretching.