Chapter 52: Ah Yin: Wuwuwu, I can’t do anything!
Chapter 52: Ah Yin: Wuwuwu, I can’t do anything!
In the secret room.
Orchid fragrance, candlelight, and twisted shadows intertwined, forming a strange and ambiguous atmosphere.
Bibi Dong was immersed in her own World.
She didn’t notice at all... several strands of light green Blue Silver Grass quietly emerged from Lin Qingmo’s body.
Ah Yin’s branches and leaves trembled slightly in the air.
She felt Bibi Dong’s intense possessiveness and that suffocating, dangerous aura.
She wanted to protect A-Qing, wanted to do something, but because of Bibi Dong’s powerful spirit power suppression, even stretching her leaves was difficult.
She could only shake gently on the side in anxiety, like a silent scream.
"I’m sorry, A-Qing..."
A sense of powerlessness filled Ah Yin’s consciousness.
"I... can’t do anything..."
The branches and leaves drooped, as if weeping... Extreme North.
In the eternal snow and wind, snowflakes filled the sky like goose feathers.
The piercing cold wind whistled past, making a sound like ghosts wailing.
Snow Empress and Ice Empress stood in the center of the blizzard.
Their figures were exceptionally striking in the pale World.
Ice Empress’s ice-crystal shell reflected the cold light, and her emerald-like scorpion tail swayed gently, each movement kicking up fine ice shards.
Snow Empress wore white clothes, her long hair falling like snow, the cold air she emitted merging with the surrounding blizzard, as if she were the blizzard herself.
"Xue’er."
Ice Empress spoke first, her voice piercing through the howling wind.
"Tell me, is it true that among those Lin Qingmo said would become gods in the future, there really are no Spirit Beasts?"
Her tone carried obvious confusion and unwillingness.
Lin Qingmo mentioned in the Chat Group that those who become gods in the future are all humans—
Tang San became the Sea God.
Bibi Dong became the Rakshasa God.
Qian Renxue became the Angel God.
The list was long, but not one was a Spirit Beast.
This made Ice Empress feel very uncomfortable.
Spirit Beasts Cultivate for thousands, ten thousands, or even hundreds of thousands or millions of years... the effort they put in, the dangers they experience, and the loneliness they endure are countless times more than any human Spirit Master.
Why can humans, whose lives are less than ten thousand years, become gods? While Spirit Beasts who have lived for hundreds of thousands of years cannot?
"I don’t know."
Snow Empress shook her head gently, her beautiful face expressionless.
She had lived for hundreds of thousands of years and seen countless powerful Spirit Beasts born, grow, and fall, but she had never heard of a Spirit Beast being able to break through the limits and step into the Divine Rank.
"Can Spirit Beasts really not become gods?"
Ice Empress’s tone carried a hint of unwillingness and faint anger.
"We’ve sacrificed so much and cultivated for so many years; could it be that we’re ultimately only destined to become humans’ spirit rings and Spirit Bones, serving as stepping stones for them to increase their strength?"
This question was as heavy as the ten-thousand-year-old ice pressing down on the Extreme North.
Snow Empress was silent for a long time.
So long that Ice Empress thought she wouldn’t answer.
"Not necessarily."
She finally spoke, her voice as cold and clear as an ice spring.
"That A-Qing knows many secrets of the future, and he also knows about the existence of gods and the path to godhood."
She raised her hand, and a snowflake landed on her palm; it didn’t melt but instead condensed into an even more exquisite ice crystal.
"Since he can speak of humans becoming gods, perhaps he also knows if Spirit Beasts can."
"You mean..."
Ice Empress’s eyes lit up.
Her scorpion tail swayed excitedly, carving deep marks into the ice.
"We can get the answer from him?"
"Mm."
Snow Empress nodded elegantly.
"This Chat Group is very miraculous, allowing us to communicate across thousands of miles, and that A-Qing doesn’t seem to have any ill will toward Spirit Beasts; he’s even protecting Xiao Wu, that 100,000 yearsSoft Bones Rabbit."
She paused and added, "Perhaps we can ask him in the group; maybe we’ll get the answer we want."
Ice Empress pondered for a moment and nodded.
"Alright."
But immediately after, she snorted coldly.
The venomous needle on her scorpion tail flashed with a dangerous cold light.
"However, that human kid seems quite smooth-tongued; he might not tell the truth. If he dares to lie to us..."
Ice Empress’s voice turned cold, carrying killing intent.
"I’ll personally go to the human World, catch him, and ask him clearly!"
Snow Empress shook her head gently.
A very faint, almost invisible smile curled at the corners of her mouth.
"Don’t be in a hurry."
She looked south, as if she could see through thousands of miles of snow and wind to the figure of that blue-haired youth.
"We’ll observe for a while first to see what kind of person he is. If he really knows the secret of Spirit Beasts becoming gods..."
Snow Empress’s voice was light but carried a certain conviction.
"I believe he won’t keep it hidden forever."
...Late at night, Shrek Academy should have been completely silent.
But a heart-wrenching roar suddenly shattered this tranquility.
"Aaaahhh—!!!"
The sound came from a room in the boys’ dormitory.
Dai Mubai curled up on his bed, his body trembling from intense emotional fluctuations.
He clutched his lower body tightly, his knuckles turning pale from the excessive force.
His face had long since turned as pale as paper.
His forehead was covered in large beads of cold sweat that slid down his cheeks and soaked his collar.
But this wasn’t physical pain.
It was a deeper, bone-chilling grief, indignation, and despair.
"I’m ruined..."
Dai Mubai squeezed these words out from between his teeth, each word cutting through his throat like a blade.
His teeth chattered, as if they would shatter at any moment.
"Tang San! I’m going to kill you! I’ll definitely kill you!"
The hoarse and shrill roar erupted again, making the window glass buzz and vibrate.
Just now, the academy’s healing Spirit Master had told him with a solemn expression that the Hidden Weapons that hit his vitals were coated with lethal poison.
The toxin not only destroyed the local Meridians but also completely damaged his Foundation.
"You... I’m afraid you’ll never be a man again in this life, unless a Titled Douluo level healing Spirit Master makes your limb Rebirth."
The Spirit Master’s words were like ice picks, ruthlessly piercing his last hope.
"Ruined... I’m completely ruined..."
Dai Mubai muttered to himself, the light in his eyes slowly extinguishing.
In its place was a bone-deep hatred, as dark as night.
He had never been proud only of the Evil Eyes White Tiger’s overbearing strength.
But also of his innate pride as a Star Luo prince and his dignity as a man.
But now—Tang San had destroyed everything.
"Tang San! You despicable, shameless villain!"
"I will never let you off! Never... ever!"
In the hallway outside the door, two figures stood quietly.
Flender and Zhao Wuji’s expressions were very grim.
The tall, muscular Zhao Wuji’s fists were clenched tight, his knuckles cracking like popping beans.
"Flender! Did you hear that?"
His voice was kept very low, but it rolled through the hallway like muffled thunder.
"Mubai was ruined by that kid!"
"If we at Shrek swallow this insult, how will we establish ourselves in the Spirit Master’s world in the future?"
Zhao Wuji turned abruptly, the anger in his eyes almost bursting forth.
"I’m going right now to drag that little brat Tang San out!"
"And let him taste what it’s like to become a cripple!"
He was always protective of his own.
Every student at Shrek was like his own child in his eyes.
Especially since he was particularly close to the ’Three Scoundrels’—Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar.
Now that Dai Mubai had been injured like this, how could he not be angry?
(End of Chapter)
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