Hearing this, Bone Douluo's expression softened, and he temporarily suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart.
Ning Fengzhi then, as a fallback, said to Tang San, "Little San, I've seen all the Hidden Weapons on Rongrong. I want five hundred sets, just like the equipment she has."
"I'll offer ten thousand gold coins for each set. What do you think of the price?"
Tang San felt a slight joy in his heart. He had never seen so much money in all these years. He suppressed his excitement and said calmly, "No problem."
As he spoke, he pulled out a stack of blueprints from the Twenty Four Moonlit Bridges, looked at them carefully, and then handed them to Ning Fengzhi.
After Ning Fengzhi took the blueprints, he immediately slipped a shiny golden card into Tang San's hand, then said seriously,
"Little San, to show my sincerity, and also as a token of care from an elder to a Junior, haven't you always wanted to know about your father? I'll tell you now."
Immediately after, he told Tang San about his father Tang Hao's identity.
"What did you say? How is this possible?"
"My father is actually a direct Bloodline of the Clear Sky Sect? But why would my father end up being a blacksmith in a remote village?"
Upon hearing this news, Tang San's body trembled violently, his face showing disbelief.
Shaking his head gently, Ning Fengzhi's expression carried a hint of regret, and he continued,
"Little San, regarding why your father suddenly chose to withdraw from the Spirit Master's world and disappear without a trace back then, it seems to be related to Spirit Hall."
"Oh? Uncle Ning, can you be more specific?" Hearing this, Tang San's face changed repeatedly, and he asked with a slight urgency.
Ning Fengzhi exchanged a glance with Bone Douluo beside him, a glimmer of light flashing in their eyes, and said seriously, "The information I received is that about a decade ago, Spirit Hall seemed to be searching for something on the continent, but I don't know what it specifically was."
"And this item seemed to be in your father's hands. At that time, your father should not have been in the Clear Sky Sect, but was traveling around the continent with your mother. Suddenly encountering such a thing, I believe he was also in a very difficult position. No one knows exactly how he negotiated with Spirit Hall."
"Not long after, news spread that your father had severely wounded the Supreme Pontiff of Spirit Hall and also killed a Titled Douluo from Spirit Hall, and then completely disappeared without a trace."
Hearing this, Tang San couldn't help but ask, "What about my mother?"
Ning Fengzhi shook his head and said, "The information I received contained no news about your mother. Perhaps she died in that great battle."
"What? My mother was killed by people from Spirit Hall?"
Unconsciously, Tang San's fists gradually tightened.
Although he had no affection for his mother in this life, this body of his was, after all, given by his mother in this life, and her and his father's blood flowed within him.
The hatred for one's parents is irreconcilable. If it was truly Spirit Hall that did it.
Then... every single person in Spirit Hall deserved to die!
Thinking of this, a chilling light uncontrollably appeared in Tang San's eyes.
"Spirit Hall... Spirit Hall, I, Tang San, will never rest until one of us is destroyed!"
Seeing this, Ning Fengzhi gently raised his hand and softly soothed him,
"Little San, don't be so agitated. This is merely the information our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has received. For the specific situation, you can go back and ask your teacher."
Hearing this, Tang San slowly suppressed the anger in his heart, took several deep breaths, then nodded, cupped his hands towards Ning Fengzhi, and said,
"Uncle Ning, thank you for telling me so much. If there's nothing else, then I'll head back first and see if I can get any other news from my teacher."
Ning Fengzhi did not keep Tang San any longer, nodding gently to indicate that he could leave.
After Tang San completely disappeared from sight, Bone Douluo finally couldn't help but frown deeply, asking in confusion, "Fengzhi, this boy isn't even willing to sell us the Hidden Weapons' manufacturing method, so why did you still tell him this news?"
"Bone Douluo, do you think Tang San would never know about his father? By telling him now, I can conveniently do him a favor."
A glimmer of light flashed in Ning Fengzhi's eyes, and he said in a cold voice.
"Moreover, I told him this news with a purpose. Think about it, with Tang San's personality, once he knows that his mother might have died at the hands of Spirit Hall, what will he do? He will inevitably come into conflict with Spirit Hall in the future."
"If Spirit Hall knows he is Tang Hao's son, what will Spirit Hall do? At that time, we can profit from it, and he might even actively come to me for help, and then won't the Hidden Weapons' manufacturing method be in our hands?"
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