Chapter 07 - Irritating A Titled Douluo [EDITED]

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Su Yuntao was too embarrassed to stay any longer. After saying goodbye, he went straight out and planned to return to Nuoding City. Ye's father and mother naturally went out to see him off politely.

Ye Zhiqiu curled his lips and ignored them and sat on the ground and start thinking. He was more interested in those three systems prompts. What caused such a large gap in negative emotion values? Ye father and mother only had single-digit 6 points, Tang San had given 69 points, but Su Yuntao had given 266 points.

Was it because of strength? Ye Zhiqiu frowned. Judging from the limited information at present, he could only make this inference. If this was the case, then he must find a powerful spirit master to brush his negative emotions, so that he would be more efficient.

However, it was likely he might be slapped to death. At this moment, Ye Zhiqiu suddenly had a bold idea.

At noon, after Ye Zhiqiu had lunch, he heard the sound of "clanging" from the next door.

If he remembers correctly, Tang Hao was now teaching Xiaosan the cloak hammer technique. How could this moment be missed, Ye Zhiqiu ran towards the next door. He wanted to check if his theory about getting emotional value was right or not.

Tang Hao, didn't appear much, either sleeping late or on the way to drink. Today, after finally being able to stay together for a while, Ye Zhiqiu naturally had to seize the opportunity. He pushed open the broken wooden door of Tang San's house. Just as Ye Zhiqiu expected, Tang Hao and Tang San were both in front of the casting table at this time.

Tang San was wielding a hammer and hitting a piece of raw iron the size of a human head, sparks splashing everywhere. At this time, Tang San didn't use Mysterious Heaven Skill, so he looked a little strenuous, sweat was dripping down his forehead, his face was muddled.

"Hey Xiao San, the sun is brightly shining outside and the cool breeze is flowing, how can you waste this great time on ironing, and not going out to play with me." Ye Zhiqiu pretended to be ignorant, teasing Tang San while pulling Tang San's shoulder.

Tang San:- .....

Tang Hao:- ....

[Negative emotion value from Tang San +69...]

[Negative emotion value from Tang Hao +969...]

"Zhiqiu, my father is teaching me the skills of ironing, I am busy..." Tang San said helplessly.

Ye Zhiqiu pretended to had just discovered Tang Hao's appearance, and said, "I didn't expect that Uncle Tang Hao was there. I didn't pay attention. Is Uncle Tang Hao thirsty? I'll pour you tea..." After speaking, Ye Zhiqiu Just ran to the table, where there was a teapot.

However, the inside is empty. Ye Zhiqiu discovered it as soon as he raised it, but he still pretended to pour it twice, and then smiled at Tang Hao with an embarrassing expression on his face.

[Negative sentiment value from Tang Hao +969...]

Tang Hao's face became a bit dark, but he was not going to argue with Ye Zhiqiu, a little boy.

Tang Hao could only pretend to be indifferent, and said coldly, "No, I'm not thirsty..."

"Oh..." Ye Zhiqiu nodded obediently, and then ran back to Tang San, watching with interest there.

Tang San started to swing the hammer hard, forging the original iron on the casting table. The task his father gave him was to forge this large head of raw iron into a big fist, and he was not allowed to use his soul power.

This was undoubtedly a difficult process, but Tang San still did it. He struck the iron very hard, and the small hand holding the hammer trembles a little by the force of the countershock due to a long time of forging.

The sound of "clang" continued for more than ten minutes before Tang San put down the hammer, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and began to rest.

Ye Zhiqiu waited for ten minutes and finally found an opportunity. If Ye Zhiqiu couldn't get any negative emotions, it would be meaningless.

"Tang San, why are you working so hard?" Ye Zhiqiu asked seriously.

Tang San was startled, yeah, why should I work so hard? Ever since I was a child, I have been working hard to practice Tang Sect's unique learning, and never stopped. Even now, he was eager to improve his strength.

Dad never urged him to practice, he was learning everything on his own initiative.

What was the purpose of working so hard? Did he want to revive Tang Sect in this world? Tang San fell into contemplation for a while.

Tang Hao was also very interested in this question. He wants to see how his son will answer, but he was still expressionless.

"I... don't know." After a long time, Tang San shook his head and answered. In fact, Tang San had a goal in his heart, and that was to rebuild Tang Sect in this Douluo Continent. However, it was obviously impossible for him to say such things.

Tang San's words made Tang Hao frown, he was not very satisfied with his son's answer.

If it was before, Tang Hao would not care about this kind of thing. But after Tang San awakened the two spirits Clear Sky Hammer and Blue Silver Grass, and planned to embark on the path of a spirit master, Tang Hao's attitude changed.

Because of his hostility to the Spirit Hall, once Tang San's identity was revealed, the road ahead will be difficult. Therefore, Tang Hao hopes that his son could become a powerful soul master at this time, have his own goals, and work hard towards his goals.

Ye Zhiqiu smiled at the corner of his eyes and said heartlessly: "Little San, I don't know what to work for. I know a big ''poet'' named Lu Xun who once said that hard work may not succeed, but it will be easy if you don't work hard. Come and play with me, experience a relaxed and happy life..."

[Negative emotion value from Tang Hao +969...]

[Negative emotion value from Tang Hao +3...]

[Negative emotion value from Tang Hao +5...]

[From Tang Hao Negative emotion value + 4...]

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The system prompt interface keeps rolling, and Ye Zhiqiu was taken aback. 'What kind of magic operation is this?'

Could the negative emotion value still be brushed like this?

Suddenly he felt a little flustered, it seemed that he played big. Judging from this negative emotion value, Uncle Tang Hao looksed very angry... won't he hit me by a hammer suddenly...

Ye Zhiqiu secretly glanced at Tang Hao's face, eh! Fortunately, fortunately, but his face was dark and blue, but he didn't have a hammer.

Looks like he could still get another wave?

"Zhiqiu, this great poet named Lu Xun may be unreliable if he say such things, you can have less contact with him in the future." Tang San stroked his forehead. He remembered that Ye Zhiqiu was not like this before. It's unscrupulous, why did he suddenly change? Was it all because of a great poet named Lu Xun?

Ye Zhiqiu nodded in agreement, but he was secretly happy. Counting the balance of negative emotion value, it was a little more than 3400, which was a little distance from 5000.

It seemed that he had to keep working hard.

Ye Zhiqiu's goal was to purchase one-tail beast energy in the system shop to improve his original source.

[ One-tail beast's energy: It can be automatically converted into spirit power cultivation base to help the host improve the spirit power level. When the spirit power reaches a critical value, the energy is used to nourish the flesh. During the battle, if the spirit power is exhausted it can be used to replenish it]

In Ye Zhiqiu's understanding, this was a powerful cheat ability. Wasn't it a good thing to become stronger while lying down?

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