Tang San, feeling a slight pain from being gripped, frowned slightly but still spoke.
"It's Yin Hao, the one who always brings us rice. He has no parents, he's an orphan, adopted by Grandpa Jack."
Orphan? Blue Silver Plant? Ah Yin… Could they be twins? But why didn't she tell me? Could it be… she already knows? No… impossible… she couldn't possibly know…"
Tang Hao seemed possessed, becoming completely dazed, muttering to himself incessantly.
Seeing Tang Hao like this, Tang San couldn't help but show a hint of worry. He wanted to call out to him, but was afraid of interrupting him and making him even more insane, so he could only stand aside, watching Tang Hao's self-talk with a tense expression.
After about ten minutes, Tang Hao finally came to his senses, glanced at Tang San, said nothing, and went back into the house alone.
…
On the other side, Yin Hao was also examining his second martial soul.
"Sharingan! It really is Sharingan!"
Yin Hao looked at himself in the mirror. His blue hair flowed down his shoulders, his skin was as white as jade, and his peach blossom eyes seemed to be constantly radiating charm.
But that wasn't the point. The point was a pair of red eyes with black tomoe like tiny tadpoles inside. What else could it be but the Sharingan?
Looking at himself in the mirror, Yin Hao suddenly smiled.
As one of the longtime fans of the Five Villages Melee Legend, Yin Hao had also fantasized about having a pair of Sharingan, not to kill, of course, just because he thought it was cool! With Susanoo activated, no one cared; with Kamui, one could dominate all directions; there was Tsukuyomi, Kotoamatsukami, and Amaterasu, the strongest physical attack that could burn anyone to death; not to mention the basic abilities of dynamic vision and copying skills.
After all, in the Warring States period of the Naruto world, even with Hashirama standing there, Madara could say that everyone present was trash in front of the Sharingan. Although it's only a single tomoe, it's not that it can't grow, it's just... the conditions for Sharingan growth are a bit... something.
"System, can my Sharingan grow without mental stimulation?"
[Growth can be obtained through the system shop.]
Hearing this, Yin Hao instantly breathed a sigh of relief. If it required mental stimulation to evolve, that would be a disaster! He might not be able to afford the items in the system shop now, but that might change in a few years. However, Yin Hao didn't plan to reveal his Sharingan martial soul for the time being. After all, the Blue Silver Plant had already been revealed, and there was no need to expose his twin martial souls. He understood the principle that the tallest tree catches the most wind. He didn't have any background, and if someone had a "if I can't have it, I'll destroy it" mentality, that would be dangerous.
But even if he didn't reveal it, cultivation was still possible. As for what to do if adding spirit rings too early would result in a low age limit? For Yin Hao with the system, was that a problem? If the
spirit ring age limit was low, he could just "trade" someone else's spirit ring age limit, right? Even a ten-year spirit ring could be stacked to a hundred thousand years through transactions alone.
The only concern is whether his body, lacking any spirit bones, could withstand it. After all, weren't the previous owners of twin martial spirits killed by their excessive spirit power? Therefore, it's not advisable to attach spirit rings to the Sharingan too early. ...
The next morning, before dawn, Old Jack went out, making several trips back and forth, sometimes carrying a few bottles of wine, sometimes a few pounds of meat, always returning grumbling and leaving again with his belongings. He
finally finished in the afternoon.
Old Jack grumbled, "These greedy bastards, all they want is their work-study quota? They don't need it."
Seeing Yin Hao there, Old Jack quickly stopped grumbling and said to Yin Hao,
"Little Hao, Grandpa has already gotten you a work-study quota. We'll give the quota from our village to Xiao San, so you can go to school together and have someone to take care of you."
Yin Hao smiled and nodded, saying.
"Then I'll go tell the mistress the news."
Old Jack paused for a moment, then nodded.
Watching Yin Hao's departing figure, Old Jack smiled with satisfaction, "That child, so sensible..."
Actually, aside from the transaction, Yin Hao had no interest in going to Tang San's house. However, he remembered that in the original story, when Old Jack went to discuss the enrollment matter, Tang Hao had angered him greatly. Yin Hao was afraid that the old man might suffer a serious injury if he went alone, so he volunteered to go in his place.
Holy Soul Village wasn't large, and they arrived at the blacksmith's shop in no time.
The sounds of clanging and banging came from inside, followed by Tang Hao's voice.
"Little San, use your calves to generate power, then transfer it to your thighs, through your waist, back, and arms, and finally release it. That's a full-force attack..."
Yin Hao stepped forward and knocked on the door. A childish voice immediately came from inside.
"Who is it?"
"Little San, it's me, Yin Hao."
Then there was another series of clanging sounds. In less than half a minute, Tang San, his face flushed and covered in sweat, opened the door.
"Brother Hao, is something wrong?"
"I'm here to tell you about our school enrollment in three months..."
He was only halfway through his sentence when a deep voice came from inside.
"Xiao San, let Xiao Hao in. Don't stand at the door talking."
"Okay, Dad, Brother Hao, come in and talk."
Yin Hao nodded, but he still had some doubts. Although he often delivered things to Tang San's family over the years, he always handed them directly to Tang San. He rarely saw Tang Hao and had spoken to him even less. This was the first time Tang San had spoken to him so proactively.
Tang San led Yin Hao into the house. The temperature inside wasn't low, and a considerable flame burned in the forging furnace. Tang Hao sat at the only table in the room, staring blankly at Yin Hao who had just entered.
"Ah... Ah Yin..."
With his long, flowing blue hair and handsome features, Tang Hao seemed to see Ah Yin from years ago, which further confirmed his previous guess.
Tang Hao took a few deep breaths, calmed himself, and said softly.
"Your name is Yin Hao, right? Thank you for taking care of my little San these past few years."
Yin Hao had never seen this guy show any real gratitude... He mentally scoffed, but still maintained a smile.
"Uncle Hao, you're welcome. It's nothing."
"Little Hao, tell your uncle, do you know who your biological parents are?"
Yin Hao looked at Tang Hao strangely, as did Tang San. He didn't understand why someone he barely spoke to was attracting his attention.
However, Yin Hao honestly shook his head. He had no choice but to be honest; although this guy's character wasn't great, his strength was definitely top-notch. If he went berserk and hit him with a hammer, his small frame couldn't withstand it.
"I've never seen my biological parents since I was born. Grandpa Jack picked me up."
(End of Chapter)