Ye Yang nodded: "Okay!"

"Xiao Wu, compare with your godfather. How much can you improve before your godfather's mental power breaks through?"

"If you perform well, I might also give you a soul bone reward!"

Ye Yang said, taking out a soul bone on his left leg.

"This is the soul bone of the left leg for 20,000 years. When you find a suitable opportunity, your godfather will replace it with your right leg and match it just right."

"Even if you perform better and have the right opportunity, your godfather can even get you a piece of the right leg soul bone for 100,000 years!"

Bai Xueji hurriedly said, "Brother Ye, this is so precious..."

Ye Yang said indifferently: "What is the precious thing about ordinary soul bones that are just 20,000 to 30,000 years?"

"Anyway, I can only use external soul bones.

"And A Yin, I want to match her with a full set of 100,000-year soul bones in the future."

"For the remaining 20,000 to 30,000 years, the garbage soul bones are fused to Xiao Wu, and I feel a little embarrassed to take it out."

"Of course, you can give it to you."

Ye Yang's few straight words made the three girls stunned.

Is this too... rampant?

When did the soul bone become so trash?

...

On the night of the full moon, Ye Yang and the three daughters woke up the soul ring for Xiao Wu and discussed future plans.

Tang Xiaotian also took Tang San and rushed back to Haotian Sect overnight.

Soon, the news spread quickly when Tang San, who had innate soul power level 18.

Three days later, Tang Hao, who was practicing hard in the Holy Soul Village, also received news.

His eyes lit up instantly!

When I heard that my son actually possessed the innate level 18 soul power.

Moreover, when the martial soul was the Soul-Devouring Gun, Tang Hao was instantly ecstatic.

He did not participate in Tang San's martial soul awakening.

He even saw Tang San only once when he was born.

However, he believed that his bloodline would definitely not be weaker than his wife named Yang or something - yes, Tang Hao didn't even remember his wife Yang Juan's name.

Since my son has it, the Soul-Breaking Gun Martial Soul.

Then there must be his own Haotian Hammer Martial Soul!

Tang Hao firmly believes that Tang San has twin martial souls!

Moreover, the innate soul power is level 18!

This is simply the monster among monsters!

At this moment, in Tang Hao's heart, a seed called "hope" took root and sprouted rapidly and grew vigorously.

"The peak of the future soul master, even without me, Tang Hao, will definitely have my son Tang San!"

"Hahaha……"

Tang Hao laughed wildly, and the sound shook the sky, alarming the entire Holy Soul Village.

"Tang Hao, what are you laughing at? What are you doing?"

Jack, the old village chief of the Holy Soul Village, was startled and shouted from a distance.

He was very confused. He came to the village a year ago and the wandering blacksmith Tang Hao was usually very withdrawn. Why did he go crazy today?

Whoosh!

But the next moment, he saw the thatched hut in front of him, and the roof exploded.

A voice soared into the sky and then disappeared in the blink of an eye, making Jack stunned.

This speed seems to be a little faster than the mysterious strong man who was chasing something four or five years ago.

"Oh my God! Oh my God!"

"What's wrong with my Holy Soul Village?"

"In addition to the super powerful soul master passing by, there are such a powerful soul master who lives in seclusion!"

"Can a powerful soul saint be born in the future?"

...

Tang Hao did not go back to Haotian Sect directly, but went to Notting Academy.

"That genius boy is my son."

"I want to ask you to go back to the sect and teach him specifically for a few years!"

"Only such a genius can make your talents truly useful!"

Tang Hao didn't talk much, but just a few words immediately made Master Yu Xiaogang's heart beat.

Soon, Tang Hao and Yu Xiaogang, who resigned, rushed back to Haotian Sect.

Originally, Yu Xiaogang from Notting College became Tang San's tutor.

"What, Hao'er is back?"

When Tang Xiaotian learned that Tang Hao was back, he was overjoyed.

The grandson is a genius of a generation, and his son is not dead. There is a huge double happiness!

However, as soon as Tang Hao opened his mouth, Tang Xiaotian frowned:

"Tang San is my son after all, and his future practice will be subject to the master and me."

"Dad, just practice well and manage the sect."

When he learned that Tang Hao was back, the elders and senior executives of the Haotian Sect and many young geniuses gathered in the hall.

But after hearing Tang Hao's words, everyone's joy instantly turned into shock.

Then, it was anger!

In the world of cultivation, strength is the most respected.

As the world's number one sect and the world's number one martial soul, this is even more so.

The sect leader is the strongest.

In other words, whoever has the biggest fist in the Haotian Sect will be the leader!

Strength is the most important, and management ability is the second.

Everyone is straight men, has a bad temper and a violent temperament.

The one they look down on the most is a weak chicken like Yu Xiaogang who can poke it to death with just one finger, but likes to talk big.

"Tang Hao! It's not the third uncle who said to you, you know that the sect hates this kind of person the most, who has no power to tie a chicken and only knows how to talk."

"If you make friends with him outside, and the sect turns a blind eye, forget it."

"But you actually brought him back to the sect!"

"That's fine, but you actually want him to teach Tang San!?"

"Did you... not considerate thoroughly?"

A burly old man blamed him in confusion.

"Yes, Xiaohao, you can bring your friend back. We can barely accept it when you teach Tang San to practice."

"However, the future of Tang San's sect must not be left to him for teaching!"

"In that case, aren't you going to slap us hard, these old guys in the face?"

Another old elder said with kind eyes.

But in his eyes, there was a blazing light flashing, and his combat power was strong, and he didn't look like a centenarian at all.

Then, one after another, the elders spoke and dissuaded them one after another.

"Dear uncles and elders, you don't know Master Yu."

"His teaching ability is definitely more than you imagined."

Tang Hao explained.

His tone also changed from soft to hard: "What's more, Tang San is my son!"

"I am qualified to decide who will give him guidance!"

After saying this, the elders were very dissatisfied, but they didn't know how to refute it.

Bang!

With a dull sound, Tang Xiaotian slapped the table beside him and stood up suddenly!
Chapter completed!