Chapter 275: Ah Yin Returns as Blue Silver Emperor! Tang San’s Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul Mutation
Chapter 275: Ah Yin Returns as Blue Silver Emperor! Tang San’s Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul Mutation
The deepest part of the Blue Silver Forest.
Boundless ten-thousand-year Blue Silver Grass formed a surging sea of green here.
The wind passed through the woods, and thousands of grass leaves swayed in unison, creating layers of emerald waves.
The life aura, soaking into the marrow of one’s bones, diffused as the grass waves surged, and even the air was filled with the lustrous fragrance of vegetation.
In mid-air, two light cocoons were quietly suspended.
The surging grass waves around them subconsciously bypassed this airspace, as if guarding some supreme treasure.
One light cocoon was lustrous and emerald in color.
Between the fine veins, the majesty belonging solely to the sovereign of vegetation flowed.
Wrapped inside was Ah Yin’s Origin, the hope the Blue Silver Clan had lost for decades.
The other light cocoon was an interweaving of purple and green.
Violent lightning arcs and gentle life light patterns were frantically Binding, colliding, and merging on the surface of the cocoon.
The Blue Silver Grass throughout the entire Blue Silver Forest was gently vibrating at the same frequency.
Ten-year Blue Silver Grass stretched their tender leaves.
Hundred-year Blue Silver Grass swayed their tough stems.
Thousand-year, and even ten-thousand-year-old Blue Silver Grass, at this moment, opened their life Origins without reservation.
Every leaf was releasing glowing green points of life light.
The light points were tiny and bright, like fireflies flying across the summer night sky, rushing forward one after another, continuously surging toward that emerald-colored light cocoon.
The Blue Silver King’s massive main body was deeply rooted in the deepest part of the earth.
Its root system spread for thousands of meters, completely merging with the veins of the entire Blue Silver Forest, becoming inseparable.
Every sway of the grass leaves maintained a perfect frequency with the vibration of the light cocoon in mid-air.
It had been guarding here for three days and three nights without leaving.
The Blue Silver Clan had waited for this day for far, far too long.
Ever since Ah Yin sacrificed herself for love, the Blue Silver Clan had been completely leaderless.
As the most widely distributed yet most inconspicuous plant-type Spirit Beast on the continent.
They were repeatedly bullied in the law-of-the-jungle Spirit Beast world.
Even with this Blue Silver King presiding over them, it could not uphold the former glory of the Blue Silver Clan.
Only the true return of the Blue Silver Emperor could make the Blue Silver Grass scattered in every corner of the continent raise their heads again.
Only when the sovereign returned to their position would the Blue Silver Clan have hope.
"Crack!"
An extremely light, crisp sound of cracking was exceptionally clear in the silent forest.
Even the surging grass waves stopped abruptly at this moment.
The first tiny crack appeared on the surface of the emerald light cocoon.
Then, a second, a third.
Countless cracks, like a spider web, spread across the entire surface of the cocoon in an instant.
The lustrous emerald light cocoon, like shattered glass, slowly peeled off piece by piece.
An extremely bright green radiance suddenly soared into the sky.
In the entire Blue Silver Forest, all the Blue Silver Grass prostrated themselves on the ground at the same instant.
Like the most devout believers, they were worshipping their returning monarch.
In the center where the cocoon had completely peeled away, a plant of entirely emerald Blue Silver Grass was slowly stretching its leaves.
It was no longer the inconspicuous Blue Silver Grass seen everywhere in the woods, meant to be trampled upon.
On every long, narrow leaf, golden imperial patterns were engraved, and a life aura so majestic it was almost tangible flowed at the stem.
Just a hint of the aura dissipating caused the surrounding Blue Silver Grass to grow frantically.
This was the true Blue Silver Emperor.
The supreme lineage of plant-type Spirit Beasts.
The sky full of life light points was still frantically surging into the Blue Silver Emperor’s main body.
Ah Yin’s aura was soaring frantically all the way.
Thirty thousand years!
Fifty thousand years!
Seventy thousand years!
Finally, her cultivation stopped steadily at seventy thousand years.
Her consciousness was completely awake.
The emerald radiance filling the sky slowly withdrew.
The figure of a woman dressed in a light green gauze dress slowly condensed and formed in mid-air.
Her eyes were still gentle, her skin like cream, and her long blue hair was adorned with tiny Blue Silver Grass leaves, her whole body surrounded by the crisp fragrance of vegetation.
Just by standing there quietly, she completely merged with the entire Blue Silver Forest.
The Blue Silver Emperor has finally returned to her position!
...
At the same time.
In a closed cultivation room on the back mountain of Blue Tyrant Academy.
Tang San sat cross-legged on a cold prayer mat.
In the closed cultivation room, there was not a single glint of light.
The air was filled with a hostile aura so oppressive it was nearly exploding.
Even the surrounding spirit power was churned into a mess by this hostile aura.
In his mind, images filled with humiliation that he couldn’t shake off kept playing over and over.
Lin Qingmo, that person had made him lose face and put him in awkward positions time and again!
And Xiao Wu.
Now when she looked at him again, her eyes held only bone-deep estrangement and undisguised disgust.
She wouldn’t even say a single extra word to him anymore.
He had lived two lives, but the pride and self-conceit he had accumulated for decades were stepped on and crushed into dust.
Lin Qingmo’s appearance had caused his life to go completely off track.
No matter how hard he cultivated or how much he squeezed his potential, he was always suppressed by Lin Qingmo.
No matter what trump cards or hidden techniques he brought out.
Lin Qingmo always had stronger means to crush his trump cards to pieces.
He was unwilling.
Why?
Why could Lin Qingmo possess a stronger Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul than him?
Why could he easily gain Xiao Wu’s unreserved trust?
Why did everyone revolve around him?
Why did he have to live in Lin Qingmo’s shadow?
The hostile aura in his chest grew thicker and thicker, almost about to burst through his Meridians.
Tang San’s breathing became more and more rapid, and his eyes were bloodshot.
He wanted to become stronger quickly.
Faster, even faster!
He wanted to immediately Cultivate his Second Martial Soul, the Clear Sky Hammer.
He wanted to possess the absolute power to completely crush Lin Qingmo as soon as possible.
But every time he mentioned this to Yu Xiaogang, he was heartlessly rejected.
In his mind, the conversation he had with Yu Xiaogang a few days ago uncontrollably replayed.
"Teacher, I want to start cultivating the Clear Sky Hammer now."
Yu Xiaogang sat at the desk, holding a yellowed ancient book of the Spirit Master’s world, his brows tightly furrowed.
"Little San, how many times have I told you that the cultivation of twin spirits is most taboo for being over-hasty?"
"But Lin Qingmo’s spirit powerRank is even higher than mine!"
"Can you be the same as him? I believe his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul is a mutated Spirit, but that doesn’t mean his talent exceeds your twin spirits."
Thinking of this, Tang San’s teeth chattered, his gums even bled, and his mouth was filled with the taste of rust.
He felt that Yu Xiaogang simply didn’t trust him.
Even that so-called Ten Core Competencies of Spirits of Yu Xiaogang’s might all be wrong.
Shi Nian’s previous illusion had a significant impact on Tang San.
Why did he have the right to boss him around?
Why use his narrow theories to restrict his growth?
Just then, a heart-wrenching pain suddenly came from Tang San’s chest.
"Ugh!"
He subconsciously clutched the position of his heart.
It was as if something was being forcefully uprooted from the deepest part of his SpiritOrigin.
It was a heart-wrenching pain as if his Soul were being torn apart, spreading instantly through his Meridians to every part of his body.
His muscles were convulsing frantically, and even his body was shaking uncontrollably.
A sweet taste rose in his throat.
"Pfft! Cough, cough, cough!"
A mouthful of crimson blood was sprayed out uncontrollably, splashing onto the cold ground in front of him, spreading into a large, eye-catching red stain.
The Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul emerged uncontrollably from his palm.
But the originally lustrous and full grass leaves had now become dim.
Tang San’s heart instantly sank to the bottom of an ice cellar.
He could clearly perceive that his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul seemed to have lost something important.
He frantically activated the spirit power in his body.
He washed the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul in his palm over and over again, wanting to restore its vitality.
But no matter how hard he tried, the Blue Silver Grass in his palm remained wilted, without the slightest reaction.
Panic, like a cold tide, surged from the soles of his feet to the top of his head in an instant, completely drowning him.
He didn’t know what on earth had happened.
(End of Chapter)
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