Summoning Ah Yin (1)

"Open the system panel." Zhao Ming said, his eyes burning with anticipation.

Ah Yin was a great beauty to begin with. Being able to summon her meant he was not losing out.

As the saying went, gentle pleasures were a hero's grave.

In the original story, both Tang Hao and Tang Xiao had been interested in Ah Yin.

If he played this card well, the Clear Sky Sect would no longer pose any threat to him.

If he could use Ah Yin to deal with Tang Hao, a Titled Douluo, it would be an incredible bargain.

Killing Tang Hao was the most urgent matter now. Last time, Tang Hao had spared them because Ah Yin came to mind, but that did not mean he would keep letting them live. And if he learned that they were still making moves against Tang San, he would probably rush over immediately.

Originally, he had planned to use Spirit Hall's blade to kill Tang Hao, but after thinking it over carefully, he abandoned that idea. If news of Tang Hao truly reached Spirit Hall, at least a level ninety-five Titled Douluo would surely appear. Xiao Wu would be in danger then.

Moreover, Tang San and the others' appearance would prompt Spirit Hall to investigate the area around Nuoding City. If they discovered two more people with Innate Full Soul Power, wouldn't that cause an uproar?

By then, both Xiao Wu and he would be exposed to Spirit Hall's attention.

To kill Tang Hao, he still had to rely on himself!

And he had to rely on Ah Yin!

As he pondered, the system interface had already appeared in his mind.

Host: Zhao Ming

Soul Power: Level 12

Martial Soul: Puppet, Ancient Immortal Bird

Spirit Bone: None

Puppet: Flame Spirit Princess (Life Force: 3)

Items: Ah Yin Summoning Card

Check-in: No check-in location currently available

Mission: Kill the Son of Destiny, Tang San (No time limit)

Zhao Ming tapped into the Ah Yin Summoning Card, and streams of information about Ah Yin immediately flooded in.

Ah Yin:

Gender: Female

Identity: Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor rebuilding herself

Level: 57

Martial Soul: Blue Silver Emperor

Soul Rings: Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Purple, Black

Character Background: The Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast Blue Silver Emperor took human form. During her Mature Stage, she met Tang Hao and Tang Xiao, who were wandering the continent... Later, her identity was exposed, and she was pursued by Qian Xunji, the Pope of Spirit Hall at the time. She sacrificed herself for Tang Hao, becoming his ninth Soul Ring, leaving behind a seed and a right leg Spirit Bone.

Note: Because Ah Yin had undergone sacrifice and lost the crucial Right Leg Bone, her body and strength suffered severe damage. Her current strength has greatly declined. After recovering her Soul Rings and Spirit Bone, she will return to the cultivation of a seven-ring Soul Saint.

Zhao Ming carefully read Ah Yin's profile and gained a rough understanding of her strength.

Although Ah Yin's strength had dropped tremendously, did I need her strength? Besides, this made things more believable!

Tang Hao, Tang Hao, just get ready to meet your end!

"Does the Host wish to begin the summoning?" the system's voice asked.

"No. I'll find a quiet place to summon her later." Zhao Ming shook his head, his thoughts returning to the outside world.

"Zhao Ming, are you all right?" Xiao Wu looked at Zhao Ming in confusion. She had no idea why he had made such strange expressions just now.

"I'm fine. I just thought of some past events." Zhao Ming shook his head.

"A lesson is enough. Let him go now." Zhao Ming looked at Tang San, who seemed somewhat dazed. He knew Tang San could not pose any threat to him for the time being.

As for the future, once he dealt with Tang Hao, he would have nothing to worry about. He could take care of Tang San whenever he pleased.

"Hmph, you got lucky." Xiao Wu glared at Tang San irritably before moving her foot away.

Freed from Xiao Wu's restraint, Tang San shakily got to his feet.

He gave Zhao Ming a deep look. Without saying anything more, he headed straight out the door.

"Zhao Ming, tomorrow I'll ask Teacher Liu to make Tang San leave. Can't he stay with that Grandmaster or whatever? I don't feel safe with him living in the same dormitory as us." Xiao Wu said as she watched Tang San's retreating figure.

Her voice was loud, as though she had deliberately said it for Tang San to hear.

Hearing Xiao Wu's words, Tang San's departing body trembled.

He turned back and looked deeply at the two of them again. "Don't worry. I'll leave on my own."

After a pause, Tang San said something with an unclear meaning. "Zhao Ming, you won."

Once Tang San had left, Xiao Wu frowned. "Zhao Ming, what did Tang San mean by saying you won? Did you make some bet?"

"It's nothing. Oh, right, I think we should move too." Zhao Ming said, pinching Xiao Wu's delicate little nose.

"Huh? Move out of Dormitory Seven? Why?" Xiao Wu's beautiful eyes widened as she asked in delight.

"It's inconvenient for a girl like you to stay in Dormitory Seven. And I care about that." Zhao Ming smiled faintly.

Hearing Zhao Ming's words, Xiao Wu felt warmth fill her heart.

"Then let's go now." Xiao Wu became excited and said eagerly.

"I'd like to, but how am I supposed to go right now?" Zhao Ming pointed to his back.

"I almost forgot. Is your injury all right?" Xiao Wu slapped her forehead. Only now did she remember Zhao Ming's injuries, and she asked with concern.

"It's mostly fine already. I should be about recovered after lying down for another three or four days."

Zhao Ming's injuries had healed so quickly largely thanks to his Ancient Immortal Bird Martial Soul. The Immortal Bird possessed an undying attribute, and its self-healing ability was extremely strong.

Over these past few days, not only Zhao Ming, but even Xiao Wu, who came to care for him every day, could see with her naked eye that his wounds were healing rapidly.

Over the next few days, Tang San never returned to Dormitory Seven. He simply cultivated silently by himself.

Zhao Ming, meanwhile, slowly recuperated from his injuries.

"Boss, are you really leaving?" Wang Sheng asked reluctantly.

"Don't worry. Even if I leave Dormitory Seven, I'll still help if anything happens here. Xiao Chenyu and his lot probably won't bully you anymore." Zhao Ming shook his head.

"Boss, I'm not afraid of Xiao Chenyu. I just can't bear to part with you."

"What's there to be sad about? Every feast must come to an end. Besides, we're still in the same academy." Zhao Ming said. "You all need to cultivate diligently from now on. Don't let us meet next time only for you to have made no progress at all."

"Boss, we'll definitely cultivate diligently!" The dozen or so people all spoke in unison.

"All right, we'll be going now." Zhao Ming turned and left.