Shi Yi slowly approached. Looking at the golden-veined blue leaves swaying gently in the airflow, his expression turned solemn.
Shi Yi slowly raised his hand and lightly brushed the leaves with his fingertips. Surprise appeared on his face as he clearly sensed the vitality within them. Though it was not immense, that life force seemed to possess a will of its own.
"Looks like you can only come with me. If you send some kind of message to Tang Hao, I won't be able to bear the consequences. For my own sake, I can only say sorry," Shi Yi said softly as he toyed with the leaves.
After giving it some thought, Shi Yi still decided to dig up the Blue Silver Emperor. At worst, he could use it as a missile—plant it in the courtyard of anyone he disliked, with precision guidance.
The next moment, Shi Yi saw the leaves curl slightly, as though expressing fear.
Seeing this, Shi Yi sighed softly. "I won't do anything to you. We're all just trying to live better. Don't resist. I don't want to hurt you. Only by staying alive will you have a chance to see your son in the future."
Shi Yi's words seemed to have worked, and the slightly curled leaves slowly unfurled.
Shi Yi found a suitable container in his Soul Tool, carefully loosened the soil, filled the vessel with an appropriate amount of dirt, then removed the Blue Silver Emperor's main body and replanted it inside.
"In a sense, you're my protective talisman now," Shi Yi said with a self-deprecating smile.
After Tang San's attempts on his life, Shi Yi understood clearly that he had already become someone Tang San was determined to kill. If the matter involving Xiao Wu had merely led Tang San to suspect