"Dad?"
Tang San quickly pressed down the ceramic bowl that was rolling towards the edge of the table. He looked at Tang Hao's stunned expression and asked thoughtfully, "Dad, is there something wrong with Sui Sui's spirit ability effect?"
Hearing Tang San's words, Tang Hao suppressed his shock, took a deep breath, and his voice, though he tried to remain calm, still held a trace of excitement. "No, it's nothing. If the spirit ability effect from a thousand-year spirit ring, this outstanding, it's acceptable."
At this point, Tang Hao felt some regret.
If he had known his younger daughter's mask spirit was so extraordinary, he might as well have let her cultivate the Clear Sky Hammer from the beginning.
He would rather... No, Sui Sui's current physique would find it difficult enough to even summon the Clear Sky Hammer. If she were to swing it...
The thought of such a beautiful scene made Tang Hao shake his head. He looked at the smile on Tang Sui's pale little face, and his heart softened.
Fine...
If she's extraordinary, so be it.
Being extraordinary was better than revealing the Clear Sky Hammer and making more enemies before she had grown up.
Perhaps this was fate.
Tang Hao adjusted his emotions and asked Tang Sui in a gentle voice, "Sui Sui, do you remember how you obtained this purple spirit ring?"
Tang Sui shook her head. "I just woke up, and it was there. Didn't it grow on its own?"
Tang Hao: "..."
If spirit rings could grow on their own, there wouldn't be so many soul masters on the continent who painstakingly searched for powerful spirit beasts, fought cautiously, and still lost their lives.
He looked at his younger daughter's innocent expression, said "no" in a deep voice, and looked away. His gaze met his elder son's worried look in his peripheral vision. Their eyes met in mid-air, as if reaching some unspoken understanding.
"Sui Sui, finish the rice in your bowl, and then go back to your room to sleep a bit more. I feel like you're still very sleepy." As he spoke, Tang San got up from the table and went to the stove to find a rag to wipe up the spilled soup.
Tang Sui looked at Tang Hao, then at Tang San. She obediently got down from the table and walked towards her little room.
The father and son who remained in the living room didn't speak, but watched Tang Sui's small figure, yawning, re-enter the room and close the small wooden door. After waiting for a while, and confirming there was no other sound, Tang San dropped the rag in his hand and lowered his voice, saying to Tang Hao with concern:
"Dad, Sui Sui seems to not remember what happened yesterday. Do you know what's going on?"
Tang Hao was silent for a moment and began to share his experience. "I once saw a soul master whose personality and demeanor suddenly changed drastically when subjected to strong external stimuli. When the stimulus passed and they returned to a peaceful environment, the other party had no memory of it at all. However, the next time they experienced a life-or-death crisis, they would once again become like a different person. Sui Sui's situation is very similar to this."
"This sounds a bit like an illness I read about in an old, tattered ancient book. Dissociative amnesia." Tang San recalled his experiences from his previous life and spoke hesitantly.
"What is dissociative amnesia?" Tang Hao, hearing this term for the first time, looked at his elder son.
"It is recorded that people have three souls and six spirits. Those with dissociative amnesia have their two souls and six spirits wandering outside their bodies. People with dissociative amnesia act like ordinary people at night, but they have no knowledge of what they did during the day. This is a form of self-protection where a person psychologically evades pain and fear."
"This illness also implies the concept of a dual soul within one body."
Tang San's face showed worry because the other Sui Sui from last night did not seem like someone easy to get along with. Instead, she seemed indifferent to kin and strangers alike, making even him consider taking action.
"A dual soul within one body..." Tang Hao murmured the four words, furrowed his brow, and said gravely, "Xiao San, you need to pay more attention to Sui Sui from now on. Don't let her experience strong stimuli again, especially life-or-death crises. This time I could save you, but what if I'm not by your side next time?"
Tang San was stunned for a moment, then nodded solemnly the next second. "I understand, Dad. I will definitely protect my sister." This was also a responsibility he, as an elder brother, should naturally bear!
Looking at his steady son, Tang Hao felt gratified yet also harbored a trace of worry.
Spirit Mask...
It seemed he would have to inquire about the spirit named "Spirit Mask." For some reason, he felt a sense of familiarity with Sui Sui's spirit.
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Author's Note---
The nonexistent misunderstanding has increased √
Next chapter, we go to Nuoding!
See you tomorrow~