Ah Yin, I Have Implicated You

"Hiss..."

"Why do I feel like this Soul Skill is a bit... sneaky?"

"Heh, to be my enemy, you'd need a pretty thick skin, wouldn't you?"

With this Soul Skill, he wouldn't have to worry about Tang Hao hiding from him next time they met.

The more Soul Power consumed when condensing the sword seed, the stronger its stealth, the farther its perception range, and the more terrifying the damage it dealt.

Once successfully detonated, its destructive power was simply immeasurable; if detonated on a critical part, the consequences were even more unthinkable.

"Hehehe, Tang Hao, Tang Hao, you'd better hide well." He muttered to himself.

For some reason, the person he most wanted to test this Soul Skill on was Tang Hao.

He always felt that this cunning old fox was hiding in the shadows, possibly jumping out to ambush him at any moment.

If it were aimed at him, that would be one thing, but if it were aimed at the people around him, he'd have no choice but to take his frustrations out on Tang San...

As soon as he mentioned Tang Hao, the Lan Yin Grass hanging from his waist suddenly tightened its vines, constricting him so tightly he could barely breathe.

"Hey? Sister Lan, are you throwing a tantrum?"

"Whoa, I feel like your strength has gotten even stronger! What's up, are you thirsty? Should I get you some water right now?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the constricting force suddenly loosened, as if it had never tightened at all.

Ye Feiyang chuckled—the Lan Yin Grass's reaction was still easily within his control.

"Teacher, why are you smiling like that... uh, meaningfully?" Ning Rongrong, seeing Ye Feiyang wake up, pounced over like a little sparrow.

"How do you talk to your teacher? Do you want extra training again?" Ye Feiyang raised an eyebrow, his tone carrying a hint of threat.

"Ah, no, no, no! I mean, you look really handsome when you smile, like the flowers in spring..." Ning Rongrong quickly corrected herself, not wanting to receive "special attention" in front of so many people.

She quickly changed the subject: "Teacher, I'm level 32 now! Sister Zhu Qing is too! How is it, I haven't embarrassed you, right?"

Speaking of levels, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but feel a little proud—six levels in such a short time, anyone would be proud.

Ye Feiyang grinned and patted her shoulder: "Amazing! But when I was your age, I was already level 39..."

The smile on Ning Rongrong's lips froze instantly, and she couldn't smile anymore; Zhu Zhuqing, upon hearing this, also quietly put away the joy on her face.

Instead of praise, they were severely demoralized.

Xiao Wu covered her mouth and snickered from the side—serving you right for showing off, getting shut down by the teacher like that.

After Ye Feiyang absorbed the Soul Ring, he realized that the Sky Azure Bull Python hadn't retreated into the lake yet and was still circling in place.

He remembered that Ah Yin on his waist hadn't been very cooperative, so he asked the Sky Azure Bull Python, "Da Ming, do you know where the Lan Yin tribe's habitat is? Look at this Lan Yin Grass in my hand..."

The Sky Azure Bull Python had long sensed that this Lan Yin Grass was extraordinary, and at this moment, it recognized it at a glance: "This is the aura of the Lan Yin Emperor? How is it in your hand?"

As soon as he said this, the three girls instantly turned to stone, looking at Ye Feiyang in disbelief, then lowering their heads to stare at the Lan Yin Grass on his waist.

They never imagined that the seemingly ordinary Lan Yin Grass Ye Feiyang brought back that day was actually the legendary Lan Yin Emperor?

No wonder the teacher carried it with him everywhere he went, and often muttered to a blade of grass.

Now, all their doubts finally had an answer.

"Teacher! How many more things are you hiding from us?" Ning Rongrong couldn't help but ask, her voice full of shock.

Ye Feiyang didn't have time to deal with them at the moment. He pushed the three girls surrounding him aside and continued to look at the Sky Azure Bull Python: "It's not important how it's in my hand, nor did I do this to it. I want to send it back to its tribe, so do you know the exact location?"

The Sky Azure Bull Python's massive bull head nodded: "I know. But you can just ask it directly, you don't need me to guide you."

"Alright, human, I'll entrust Xiao Wu to your care! Consider it a favor. If there's nothing else, you should leave here soon."

As soon as the words fell, the Sky Azure Bull Python sank directly into the lake, saying no more.

Since they were already seeing him out, Ye Feiyang didn't want to overstay his welcome. Besides, after all the commotion, it was almost dawn.

He could roughly guess why the Sky Azure Bull Python was so eager to see him off, but he didn't pay it much mind—his gaze returned to the Lake of Life, as if trying to see through the water.

At the bottom of the lake lay a peerless expert, rumored to be not only powerful but also extremely beautiful. If he had the chance, he definitely had to interact with her.

He wondered if it was possible to lure this legendary figure to be his wife?

In terms of status, strength, and looks, the other party was top-tier. Conquering someone like that would surely be a great achievement, right?

Just wait, after he broke through level ninety, he would come here to "visit."

If he could invite that big shot out in advance, it would be even more fun...

As Ye Feiyang was lost in boundless daydreams, Ning Rongrong pulled him back to reality: "Hey! Teacher, are you spacing out again? Are we leaving now?"

"Teacher, Er Ming said he wants to escort us out," Xiao Wu added.

Ye Feiyang chuckled: "Alright, let him take us to the Lan Yin Grass tribe."

"Uh, but Er Ming said he can't lead the way, or Da Ming will scold him..." Xiao Wu said with some difficulty.

"We're not asking him to lead the way, don't we still have the Lan Yin Emperor? Just have it point the way..."

The three girls thought about it and felt it made sense—after all, following the teacher was the right thing to do, and being "accessories" wasn't so bad.

All the way, Ye Feiyang's mouth never stopped, chattering at the Lan Yin Grass on his waist:

"Sister Lan, are you looking forward to returning to your ancestral land? I think what you left behind in your ancestral land should be used by yourself. It's not worth it for that soulless son…"

"I really want to see what you look like when you transform into a human. You must be very beautiful?"

"If only I could be younger, I wouldn't want to call you 'Auntie'."

He always found opportunities to "brainwash" Ah Yin, and she didn't know how much of it she took in.

Since she had come this far, Ah Yin did indeed have thoughts of returning to her ancestral land.

But this detestable man, knowing she couldn't resist, deliberately said these things to anger her!

Returning to the ancestral land was fine. If she could cultivate peacefully here, she could accumulate strength faster.

Once she could condense a soul body, she would definitely jump out immediately and have a good argument with Ye Feiyang!

This scoundrel, every time he spoke to her, he could make her "get mammary hyperplasia" and "endocrine disorders"; he always wanted to urinate on her. She remembered this grudge…

If she didn't lack a physical body now, she would have been so angry that she would have "bled profusely".

Under Er Ming's seemingly unintentional guidance, the group arrived at another scenic spot in the forest.

No one could tell if this big guy was truly stupid or pretending to be – he said he couldn't lead the way, but his actions were not hesitant at all, walking directly towards the direction of the ancestral land.

Did Ah Yin really show them the way? Definitely not. But they still arrived at the destination.

The place was covered with Lan Yin Grass emitting a faint glow. Perhaps sensing the bloodline aura from Ah Yin, when the group arrived, the patches of Lan Yin Grass seemed to come alive, swaying towards Ah Yin.

"This should be the place. Xiao Wu, let Er Ming go back first. With its size, who knows how many Lan Yin Grass it would trample to death with one step…" Ye Feiyang said.

"Uh, Teacher, isn't this a bit like biting the hand that feeds you?" Xiao Wu muttered softly.

Ye Feiyang gave her a sideways glance. "Are you speaking too much truth?"

Xiao Wu shrunk her neck and obediently turned to communicate with Er Ming.

Er Ming was clearly reluctant, its huge palm gently rubbing against Xiao Wu's side.

Xiao Wu stepped forward and patted Er Ming's giant palm, comforting it, "Be good, you go back first. I'll come visit you often in the future."

With her repeated persuasion, Er Ming reluctantly turned to leave, looking back several times before departing.

"I didn't expect you to have such deep feelings?" Ye Feiyang teased.

"They have always taken good care of me and treated me very well." Xiao Wu's voice was a bit sad, her eyes full of longing.

Ye Feiyang didn't want to dwell on her past and directly changed the subject. "Are you coming in with me, or waiting here?"

"We, we'll naturally go in with you!" the three girls replied in unison.

Although with Xiao Wu present, there shouldn't be any danger, it was always more reassuring to be with Ye Feiyang.

Since Ah Yin's identity had been exposed, Ye Feiyang no longer hid anything. He spoke directly to the Lan Yin Grass, "Sister Lan, we've arrived at your territory. Do you have any way to escape from my side?"

If she hadn't met Da Ming and Er Ming before, Ah Yin might have really mobilized her kin to help her escape from this man's clutches.

But now, she had to consider her kin – if she really escaped, would this man send Er Ming to destroy the place? What would be the difference between that and annihilation?

Perhaps deliberately trying to please him, her vines gently wrapped around Ye Feiyang's arm, with a hint of intimacy.

After listening to his "nagging" every day for these past few days, she didn't actually hate Ye Feiyang that much anymore.

Ye Feiyang's feelings towards her were also no longer like before when he only saw her as a shield – the desire for revenge at that time had faded considerably.

Now, he wanted to cultivate Ah Yin more, to help her transform into human form as soon as possible.

After all, talking to people was much more interesting than talking to grass.

"What, still don't want to talk to me? How about you call out the Lan Yin King, and I'll have a chat with it…"

"You don't need to be afraid. I don't intend to do anything to it. I just want to persuade it to voluntarily sacrifice itself to you, to help you transform faster…"

Ah Yin suddenly fell silent, no longer reacting.

Getting no response, Ye Feiyang didn't dwell on it and continued walking deeper into the expanse of Lan Yin Grass.

The three girls were quickly attracted by the surrounding exotic flowers and plants, weaving through the flower bushes excitedly, like three curious little deer.

Not long after, an old and excited voice suddenly rang out, from the Lan Yin King:

"Your Majesty! Has our Emperor returned? How did you become so weak?"

"It's humans! Humans must have harmed you like this!"

"Humans! Return our Emperor to our clan! Otherwise, you will surely regret it!"

Only its voice could be heard, but its form was unseen. However, wherever the eye could see, an exceptionally tall, special Lan Yin Grass emitting a faint blue light was gently swaying, and the voice came from it.

If the Sky Azure Bull Python hadn't helped him solve the eighth Soul Ring back then, Ye Feiyang might have really considered the Lan Yin King as a backup – after all, this was originally one of Tang San's opportunities.

But now that he had a better choice, it was better to persuade the Lan Yin King to fulfill his "Emperor."

If he succeeded, he could cut off Tang San's opportunity and help Ah Yin recover quickly. Wasn't that killing two birds with one stone?

In the original story, Ah Yin didn't use these opportunities, but who could say that these opportunities couldn't help her recover faster?

The group walked slowly towards the Lan Yin King. Ye Feiyang gently placed Ah Yin on the ground. "Sister Lan, perhaps you should think more about yourself. You've already given one life for the Tang family, you don't owe them anything anymore..."

He looked up at the special Lan Yin Grass and continued, "Lan Yin King, your Empress wasn't made this way by me. On the contrary, I saved her out of kindness."

"If it weren't for me, who knows how many years she would have been stuck in some remote corner."

"Now that your Empress can appear here, you should be thanking me."

"If you don't want to see your Empress continue to suffer, shouldn't you do something for her?"

"For example, sacrifice your eighty-five thousand years of cultivation to her. Since you're of the same origin, it's not like you're benefiting an outsider. Why not do it?"

He didn't care if Ah Yin and the Lan Yin King were communicating in secret. He was only responsible for casting bait, using words to guide the Lan Yin King, and incidentally doing "psychological work" on Ah Yin, instilling the idea of "thinking for herself."

What if it succeeded? Let Ah Yin intercept Tang San's opportunity herself, saving him the trouble.

"Alright, Sister Lan, we'll go cultivate elsewhere and won't disturb your reunion. I'll come see you again tomorrow. How you decide then will be entirely up to you."

It didn't matter if Ah Yin decided to stay in the clan territory. If she was willing to go with him, he might take her to the Yin Yang Well—the environment there was more suitable for her recovery.

He looked at the Lan Yin Grass on the ground and said softly, "Don't disappoint me..."

With that, he said no more, and with the three women, he turned and walked away.

The few of them had just broken through and could take this opportunity to consolidate their cultivation. The three women did not comment on Ye Feiyang's actions, quietly following behind him like "pendants."

"Let's cultivate here."

The group found a suitable spot not far away and sat down cross-legged, circulating their cultivation techniques to begin cultivating.

Now they all had several cultivation techniques to practice. If they were to truly focus on cultivation, time would simply not be enough.

Meanwhile, in Holy Soul Village.

It took Tang Hao more than half a month to barely recover from his injuries.

What Ye Feiyang had given him this time was not only physical trauma but also a blow to his spirit—even the "heart of a strong warrior" he had always prided himself on was completely shattered in that battle.

It was the first time he felt stifled in a fight, the first time he experienced powerlessness, the first time he felt fear.

If it were before, he wouldn't have known what "fear" was. But that young man, with seemingly casual moves and an indifferent attitude, could crush him in all aspects.

After all, Ye Feiyang was only a Soul Sage at the time!

He once thought he was strong enough, someone who dared to challenge the Martial Soul Hall, and never looked down on any "weakling." Yet, he had been thoroughly defeated by a young man.

After his injuries slightly improved, he suddenly missed home—he missed Holy Soul Village, he missed Ah Yin.

He dragged his still-unhealed body back to Holy Soul Village. Passing by his dilapidated wooden house, he headed straight for the base of the waterfall.

"Ah Yin, I've come to see you..."

Before he could finish speaking, he stopped abruptly, his face filled with horror—where Ah Yin had been planted, only empty soil remained, not even a root.

There were still messy footprints on the ground, clearly indicating that someone had been there not long ago.

"Ah Yin, where is my Ah Yin?"

He stared at the empty land, as if struck by lightning, his entire body frozen in place.

"Ah--"

"No, don't..."

"Who was it? Who stole my Ah Yin!"

"Who was it~~~~"

Tang Hao roared hoarsely, his Titled Douluo pressure erupting without reservation, instantly engulfing the entire village.

The villagers heard the sound and wanted to go out to check, but they trembled under the terrifying pressure, not daring to even touch their doors.

Tang Hao was almost driven mad, releasing his spiritual power without reservation, trying to search for any lingering trace of Ah Yin.

But he was too late; there was no trace of Ah Yin left in the air.

He began knocking on doors from house to house, interrogating them, asking if any outsiders had visited the village recently.

Finally, from the villagers' fragmented descriptions and familiar physical features, he basically confirmed: on the second day after his fight with Ye Feiyang, Ye Feiyang had been there.

"It was Ye Feiyang? How did he know about Ah Yin?"

But now was not the time to dwell on this; finding Ah Yin was the most important thing.

"Ye Feiyang, I will make you pay!"

He left Holy Soul Village with a heart full of hatred—this place that once held his last shred of hope was now empty.

He rushed to Supreme Academy at his fastest speed, only to find it deserted, not a soul in sight.

Fortunately, they hadn't left long ago, and he could still vaguely sense that Ah Yin's aura had lingered there.

He followed the faint aura to where Ah Yin had been planted, knelt down, and wept, "Ah Yin, I'm sorry, I implicated you, I failed to protect you..."

"Don't worry, I will definitely save you..."

An unprecedented gloom and killing intent appeared on his face, wishing he could tear Ye Feiyang to pieces immediately.

Harming Ah Yin had clearly touched his bottom line.

Since he had tracked them this far, the residual aura in the air was enough for him to determine Ah Yin's whereabouts.

He hated Ye Feiyang immensely. Before leaving, he smashed the academy's wall with a palm strike and then chased in the direction of the Star Dou Great Forest with all his might.