Tang San's New Name

Tang San kept his eyes tightly shut. He could sense every Blue Silver Grass plant in the forest releasing faint spiritual fluctuations. Though each individual plant was weak, the Blue Silver Grass carpeting the ground connected together, forming an enormous spiritual magnetic field that merged with Tang San's spiritual power.

Through them, the range he could perceive increased exponentially. Every Blue Silver Grass plant seemed to become Tang San's eyes and ears.

Tang San had barely been able to use his spiritual power to probe the outside world before. But now, borrowing the Blue Silver Grass's spiritual magnetic field, the area he could see could only be described as terrifying.

Just then, without any warning, a voice suddenly rang out in Tang San's mind. "King, great King, is that truly you? You have finally come to me. Thank the heavens."

King?

Was it talking to me?

Tang San was greatly startled. He did not understand why a voice had appeared within his spiritual world.

At that moment, Tang Hao, standing beside him, revealed a faint smile. Pretending to remain calm, he said, "You should have felt it already. Go. I'll wait for you here. Sometimes, obtaining a Soul Ring does not require killing."

Although Tang San did not understand what his father meant, he still rose to his feet. To his great surprise, he was not deliberately controlling his spiritual power, yet that powerful spiritual presence remained connected to him, continuously calling out to him.

As he stepped into the forest, Tang San suddenly felt the threatening auras of the Soul Beasts within noticeably weaken, as though the Soul Beasts hidden in the forest had suddenly opened a path for him.

With his father's assurance, he no longer hesitated. He leaped into the air and swiftly headed in the direction of that spiritual pull.

As he watched his son gradually enter the forest.

Tang Hao gazed into the distance for a long time. Only after Tang San had vanished from sight did he find a rock and sit down cross-legged, beginning his silent wait.

That wait lasted more than half a month.

During that time, he could sense that the Soul Power fluctuations throughout the forest were extremely active. Clearly, his son's bloodline awakening was proceeding smoothly. All he could do next was wait.

When Tang San emerged from the forest once more, Tang Hao sensed his son's aura and opened his eyes at just the right moment. The instant he saw Tang San's drastically changed appearance, his entire body began trembling with excitement.

Having awakened the Blue Silver Emperor Bloodline, Tang San's appearance had undoubtedly become vastly different from his previously ordinary looks. He had gone from short, poor, and plain to a handsome young man. No one would ever recognize him as that former Tang San now.

The reason Tang Hao was so excited was that Tang San's appearance closely resembled that of the Blue Silver Emperor, Ah Yin. Naturally, that was an immense emotional blow to him.

Just as he was about to pull him into a bear hug.

"Dad..."

Tang San's single word snapped him out of his fantasy. It also made him realize that his Ah Yin was no longer here.

He let out a dejected sigh. Looking at Tang San, who had walked over to his side, Tang Hao murmured, "Do you know? Your mama was beautiful. She was truly, truly beautiful. She was the most perfect woman in this world. Gentle, kind, beautiful. It seemed as though every word used to describe beauty had been created for her. Now, you finally resemble her a little. It feels as though I can see her waving to me again."

Seeing his father like this, Tang San could not help being affected as well and fell silent.

The joy of awakening his bloodline also unconsciously faded considerably at that moment.

The scene remained silent for a long while.

In the end, Tang Hao was the first to recover. Looking at Tang San, he said, "Release your Martial Soul and let me see it."

"Alright."

Tang San nodded. Extending his hand, he released his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul. A small cluster of Blue Silver Grass sprouted from his right palm. The crystalline blades no longer bore the thorns granted by the Ghost Vine, appearing only somewhat thicker than ordinary Blue Silver Grass. Yet those sapphire-like blades looked incomparably beautiful.

Especially the faint golden patterns within them, which gave them an exceptionally unique beauty.

This was not Blue Silver Grass, but the true Blue Silver Emperor.

If Blue Silver Grass was merely a Useless Martial Soul, then the emperor among Blue Silver Grass was absolutely a top-tier Martial Soul!

Tang Hao looked at the Blue Silver Grass in Tang San's hand, whose appearance had changed drastically, and nodded. "Your Blue Silver Grass now looks vastly different from ordinary Blue Silver Grass. This is good. It means that when you use your Martial Soul in the future, the risk of exposing yourself will be reduced."

"From now on, tell others that your Martial Soul is the mutated Golden Pattern Grass. Do not use the name Tang San anymore either. You need an alias."

"Only then will you avoid the danger of exposing yourself when you travel through the Soul Master World in the future."

After hearing his father's arrangements, Tang San knew it was for his own good, so naturally he did not object. Instead, he began considering what alias he should choose.

Tang Lan? Tang Yin? Or Tang Cao?

No, even his surname could expose him.

So it would be best to change his surname too...

After pondering for a long time, Tang San finally made his decision. He raised his head, looked at Tang Hao, and said, "Dad, I've decided. From now on, my alias will be Lan Wu."

Lan naturally came from the blue of Blue Silver Grass.

Wu was in memory of Xiao Wu.

Although the name sounded like a woman's name, it was only an alias, and Tang San did not care about such things. There were far stranger and uglier names in this world, after all. Besides, it was not his real name. A little oddness did not matter.

"Lan Wu... Is it? That works."

Tang Hao nodded and gave him a meaningful look, but said nothing more.

Elsewhere.

Zhu Zhuqing was now caught in a crisis.

Because the assassins sent by her sister, Zhu Zhuyun, had arrived.

Within a wilderness forest.

"Second Miss, you truly made us search hard for you."

The speaker was a middle-aged man with a face full of scars. He had a burly build, and seven Soul Rings surrounded his body: white, yellow, yellow, yellow, purple, black, black.

Although this Soul Ring configuration was abysmal, it could not conceal the fact that the man was a Soul Saint. Even if he was likely the weakest among Soul Saints, he was still an opponent Zhu Zhuqing could not match at present. This was undeniably a life-or-death crisis!

"..."

Zhu Zhuqing's expression remained icy, but her body was tense, maintaining a stance that allowed her to fight at any moment. It was not that she did not want to flee. The problem was that Soul Masters stood in every direction around her, blocking all her paths.

Besides the scar-faced middle-aged man, there were six Soul Kings and seven Soul Elders. Such a lineup of powerful enemies was more than enough to surround a girl who had yet to reach level thirty as a Soul Elder.

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