Ah Yin Is Here?

Tang Hao knelt silently inside the stone chamber, his eyes hollow. His clothes were filthy and covered in mud, and the mud-stained hands resting before him were covered in more than a dozen wounds. Blood seeped from them.

His disheveled hair had been dyed snow-white. In just a few short hours, Tang Hao had become utterly exhausted in body and spirit.

It was hard to imagine that the youngest Titled Douluo in history, the Clear Sky Douluo, who had once fought several Titled Douluo alone, had become like this.

Before Tang Hao stood a completely withered stalk of Blue Silver Grass.

This Blue Silver Grass had wholly withered, its leaves and stalks yellow and dead all the way down to its roots.

And all of this had happened in merely a few hours. Tang Hao had witnessed it all with his own eyes.

"Ah Yin, I'm sorry. I've wronged you!" The utterly exhausted Tang Hao suddenly coughed up a mouthful of heart's blood, splashing it over the leaves of the Blue Silver Grass.

"It's all my fault. Ah Yin, I'm the one who harmed you!" Tang Hao cried out in anguish. At that moment, he even hated himself. He hated himself for not coming to see her for so long. He hated himself for being unable to find Ah Yin a better place!

Gently stroking the withered blades of grass, Tang Hao's heart ached beyond measure.

"Wait, something's wrong." The grief on Tang Hao's face suddenly froze.

His Martial Soul had actually manifested on its own, beyond his control.

Tang Hao raised his right hand. At once, black light gathered in his palm, forming a massive Clear Sky Hammer.

At the same time, nine Soul Rings silently appeared around him. Two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red.

The Soul Rings hovered quietly at different positions around Tang Hao's body, completely enveloping him. Yet his final Soul Ring, that Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring, was unusually active.

The Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring bounced restlessly around Tang Hao, as if it were beyond control.

At the same time, waves of a familiar yet unfamiliar feeling rose within his heart.

It was a familiar aura, one so familiar that he was obsessed with it.

"Ah Yin!" As he spoke those words, Tang Hao's tall body shot to its feet.

His once-hollow eyes instantly became clear. He could sense Ah Yin's aura.

"Ah Yin, is that you? I can feel your aura." Tears welled up in Tang Hao's eyes.

"Ah Yin, is that you? Have you been resurrected? Why won't you come out and see me?" Trembling, Tang Hao somehow pulled a black box from his body.

As he gently opened the black box, a concentrated and powerful energy was released. Though immensely powerful, it was remarkably gentle.

The instant the box opened, ripples spread across heaven and earth. The surrounding grass and trees trembled faintly, seemingly cheering in delight.

Inside the box lay a strange bone.

Its entire surface was a crystalline blue-gold, as though countless points of starlight glittered within it. Most peculiar of all, it gave off a sense of life, as if this bone possessed life itself.

If anyone knowledgeable had been here, they would have cried out in shock.

Because this was a Spirit Bone. Moreover, only a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast could possess such an immense life force. The quality of this Spirit Bone was clearly above a hundred thousand years!

At this moment, the Spirit Bone flickered between light and darkness, radiating countless dazzling blue-gold rays, as though it were cheering for something.

"Ah Yin, is that you? Have you truly come back to life? I don't know what happened to you, but I can clearly feel that you exist." Stroking the dazzling blue Spirit Bone in his hand, Tang Hao let his tears drip endlessly onto it.

Only after speaking for a long time did Tang Hao finally stop.

Looking at the unusually active Spirit Bone in his hand, Tang Hao suddenly felt very happy. His deathly silent heart gradually regained a little vitality.

He had a feeling that Ah Yin had definitely come back to life. Though he did not know why Ah Yin had revived, her resurrection was already enough to make him feel fortunate. How could he care about anything else?

When his gaze returned to the withered Blue Silver Grass, the sorrow in his eyes was gone. He finally understood why the seed Ah Yin had given him had died after he planted it here. It was because Ah Yin had come back to life.

That seed had originally been the seed of life Ah Yin had given him. Now that Ah Yin had revived, it had lost its reason to continue living.

Having figured this out, Tang Hao felt somewhat relieved. Through the Soul Ring Ah Yin had sacrificed to him, he could sense Ah Yin's existence.

He placed the withered Blue Silver Grass into a suitable box. Then Tang Hao strode out.

He headed west.

Through his Soul Ring, he could sense Ah Yin's direction.

Nuoding City

Zhao Ming had no idea that Tang Hao was coming. At this moment, he was still explaining some things to Ah Yin.

"You understand everything I told you, right?" Zhao Ming asked.

"Mm-hm. I understand it all." Ah Yin nodded repeatedly, indicating that she understood.

"Good. Then let me test you first. If Tang Hao asks how you were resurrected, what should you say?" Zhao Ming asked.

"I was saved by an expert, but that person did not reveal their name," Ah Yin said after thinking for a moment.

In truth, when the system had implanted memories into Ah Yin, it had included memories concerning her resurrection. The ones who had allowed her to be reborn were Zhao Ming's parents, and from that point onward, Ah Yin had become Zhao Ming's personal maid.

"And if you see Tang Hao, how will you reclaim your Soul Ring and Spirit Bone?" Zhao Ming continued questioning her.

"I'll say that only by reclaiming my Soul Ring and Spirit Bone can my life continue. Only then will I truly be resurrected."

"And after you obtain the Soul Ring?"

"I'll take advantage of his unpreparedness and launch a sneak attack on him," Ah Yin said after a moment's thought.

"And what if Tang Hao wants to sleep with you?"

"Zhi'er belongs to Young Master. If anyone dares harbor ill intentions toward Zhi'er, Zhi'er won't let him off. Zhi'er also won't let anyone do that kind of thing to Zhi'er." Upon hearing Zhao Ming's words, Ah Yin's face turned pale. Her body trembled slightly, and tears nearly fell from her eyes.

"Alright, alright. Young Master said something wrong." Zhao Ming patted Ah Yin's back, comforting her.

"Remember this: in this world, only what I say is true. Everyone else is lying to you. Especially Tang Hao—you must never believe him. He was the one who took your Soul Ring and Spirit Bone from you." Zhao Ming continued to brainwash her.

"Zhi'er understands. Tang Hao took my Soul Ring and Spirit Bone. I won't let him off."