The Blue Silver King Wants to Sacrifice Himself
Tang San turned towards the Blue Silver King.
The Blue Silver King's true form is the tallest and oldest Blue Silver Grass in the Blue Silver Forest.
Although it is grass, it can be described as a tree. Its trunk is so thick that it would take several people to encircle it, and its canopy stretches out in all directions like an umbrella, blocking out a large part of the sky overhead. Countless delicate vines hang down from the branches and leaves, swaying gently in the breeze.
Tang San approached the Blue Silver King, bowed slightly, and said respectfully, "Lord Blue Silver King, would you also like to come with me? I know a place where one can quickly increase their strength. The energy there is abundant and ideal for plant growth. If you go there, your strength will increase dramatically in a short period of time."
The Blue Silver King remained silent for a moment. An ancient voice echoed in Tang San's mind, "Your Majesty, I wish to stay and continue to protect this Blue Silver Forest. This is my home, the root of the Blue Silver Clan. If I leave, the Blue Silver Grass of this forest will lose its protection."
He paused, then continued, "Promise me you'll come back here when you break through level 60. At that time, I'll be willing to become your Sixth Soul Ring."
Tang San was shocked. The Blue Silver King was going to sacrifice himself for him? The Blue Silver King was the supreme being of the Blue Silver Clan, second only to the Blue Silver Emperor.
His eyes widened, a hint of confusion in his voice. "Why? You are the Blue Silver King, the master of this forest. You don't need to..."
The Blue Silver King interrupted Tang San, his voice calm yet firm. "Because you are our Emperor. Only by becoming stronger can you lead the Blue Silver Clan to glory. The fate of the Blue Silver Clan has always been closely linked to the Blue Silver Emperor. To restore the glory of the Blue Silver Clan, you need to become even stronger. This is the destiny of the Blue Silver Clan, and also their hope. I am proud to be your Soul Ring."
Tang San's eyes reddened slightly. The Blue Silver King was willing to sacrifice everything for the future of the Blue Silver Clan.
He bowed deeply, his voice solemn. "Okay, I promise you. I will definitely come back when I reach level 60."
When he straightened up, Tang San's eyes held a heavy sense of responsibility.
Tang San then took out a large jade container from his Ruyi Hundred Treasures Purse.
That was something he deliberately took with him when he left the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well; it was a large jar filled with the spring water from the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. The red and blue spring water glowed faintly in the container, radiating energy fluctuations of alternating ice and fire.
Tang San bit his finger and dripped the blood from his fingertip into the container.
The blood of the Blue Silver Emperor contains abundant vitality and the Blue Silver Emperor's bloodline imprint, which can increase the growth rate of surrounding plants by hundreds or thousands of times.
He walked to the center of the Blue Silver Forest, transformed Blue Silver Grass into a sharp shovel, dug a hole in the ground, and then carefully placed the container into the hole and covered it with soil.
In an instant, the entire Blue Silver Forest seemed to boil over.
Countless Blue Silver Grass glowed faintly at the same time, their leaves trembling gently, as if cheering and celebrating.
The growth rate of the Blue Silver Grass accelerated visibly. Centered on the jade container, concentric rings of Blue Silver Grass began to grow wildly. New shoots emerged from the soil, growing taller and sprouting leaves at an incredible speed.
The entire Blue Silver Forest seemed to have been infused with new life, radiating unprecedented vitality.
The Blue Silver King's voice rang out again, filled with obvious gratitude. "Your Majesty, thank you for your gift. This forest will become even more lush, and the Blue Silver Clan will grow even stronger. From this day forward, this place will become the sacred ground of the Blue Silver Clan, and every Blue Silver Grass will remember Your Majesty's grace."
Tang San stood up, looked at the cheering Blue Silver Grass around him, and a smile curved his lips.
The Blue Silver Grass swayed gently in the breeze, as if waving goodbye to Tang San.
A moment later, the three left the Blue Silver Forest.
Behind us, the Blue Silver Forest shimmered with golden light under the setting sun, and the Blue Silver Grass swayed gently in the breeze, like a golden-blue ocean.
By the way, to Holy Soul Village.
The three did not enter the village immediately, but instead went to the foot of the cliff behind the village.
There is a waterfall there. The water cascades down from the top of the cliff, which is tens of meters high, and carves out a clear pool at the bottom of the cliff.
The roar of the water was deafening, and the spray formed a faint rainbow in the air.
Beside the waterfall, in an open space, grows a unique Blue Silver Grass.
That Blue Silver Grass was greener than the ordinary Blue Silver Grass, with broad, thick leaves and a sturdy stem, and each leaf had faint golden veins.
The entire plant exudes a faint luster, standing out dazzlingly in the mist of the waterfall. It grows there quietly, swaying gently in the waterfall's mist, like a flower blooming on a cliff, solitary and stubborn.
As if sensing Tang San's arrival, it swayed gently. Its leaves tilted towards Tang San, as if turning to look at him, and its stem bent slightly, as if nodding in greeting.
The faint golden luster became even brighter, as if responding to the Blue Silver Emperor Bloodline within Tang San.
Tang San squatted down and knelt in front of the Blue Silver Grass. The moment his fingertips touched the stem, the Blue Silver Grass wrapped around his palm.
The vines emanated a warm warmth, carrying an indescribable tenderness and affection. They gently rubbed against Tang San's palm, as if whispering something.
Tang San said softly, "Mom, I've come to pick you up. I'm taking you to a place where you can grow up quickly. You'll recover fast there."
The Blue Silver Grass swayed a few times, its leaves gently tapping against Tang San's fingers, as if nodding.
Tang San lowered his head, his forehead gently touching the leaves of the Blue Silver Grass, and remained silent for a few seconds.
Then, carefully using the Blue Silver Grass to transform into a small shovel, he dug out the Blue Silver Emperor along its roots and soil, and placed it in his Ruyi Hundred Treasures Purse.
Tang Hao stood not far away, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes, it was hard to tell whether it was relief or heartache.
Tang San stood up, turned to look at Tang Hao, and said, "Dad, I want to walk the path ahead on my own."
A hint of disappointment flashed in Tang Hao's eyes. "Xiao San, I..."
Tang San waved his hand, interrupting Tang Hao: "My goal is to revive my mother; as for everything else, I will simply follow my own path."
Then, Tang San took out a golden chrysanthemum from his Ruyi Hundred Treasures Purse. It was the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum, and handed it to Tang Hao, saying, "This is a celestial plant. You should have seen it before; the Chrysanthemum Douluo of the Spirit Hall has this flower as his Martial Soul. It can heal all the hidden injuries in your body, and it can also circulate your Qi in your limbs and open your blood through your eight meridians, allowing you to cultivate Indestructible Vajra Body. From now on, you won't have to worry about the backlash from the Ring Detonation."
Tang San paused, looking into Tang Hao's cloudy eyes, his tone turning colder. "Consider this my way of repaying you for giving birth to me. The debts you incurred, I hope you'll muster the courage to repay and make amends yourself. The Clear Sky Sect's debts, the hatred towards the Spirit Hall —these are your own business. I will not return to the Clear Sky Sect."
Tang Hao took the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum, his fingers trembling slightly. The purple chrysanthemum swayed gently in his rough palm.
Tang Hao's expression was complicated. Looking at Tang San's calm face, his lips moved a few times, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he said nothing.
After a long silence, Tang Hao took out two booklets from his pocket and handed them to Tang San.