I'm Willing to Save Her

"He sure had beautiful dreams!" Tang Ling angrily slammed the notebook down, then patted Tang San's hand to comfort him.

Tang San felt a little sad over what had happened to his mother. But he was even more furious that his biological father had turned out to be such a person.

"He's not a good person. Since he doesn't like me, I don't like him either!" Tang San made up his mind, his face stubborn. "From now on, I'll only acknowledge my mother!"

"Alright~" Tang Ling nodded sympathetically. He had been an orphan in his previous life, and now there was hatred between his parents in this one.

"Ah Yin must have regained some awareness later, which is why you have the Blue Silver Emperor Mark." Little Heavenly Dao bobbed over and rubbed against Tang San. "So your mother should love you."

Feeling the warm touch against his face, Tang San smiled and raised a hand to pat it. Little Heavenly Dao rubbed against him even more happily.

The next second, Tang Ling's hand shattered the gentle atmosphere. She grabbed the round ball and shook it. "What Blue Silver Emperor Mark? Explain yourself!"

At her question, Little Heavenly Dao instantly froze. "You didn't use your Divine Sense to inspect his soul? You didn't see such a bright mark?"

"No." Tang Ling suddenly guiltily released it. Ever since she had met him, her thoughts had been in turmoil.

Seeing how thin and weak he was made her angry; hearing that he had killed himself enraged her; learning of his helplessness made her blame herself. The only thing she had forgotten was to inspect him with her Divine Sense.

She had always felt that even if he had crossed worlds, even if he had been controlled by an outside Heavenly Dao, his soul would not have been contaminated.

"You actually forgot!" Little Heavenly Dao had finally found something to hold over her and drifted around with a sinister cackle.

Hearing its arrogant voice, Tang Ling grabbed it. "That's because I trusted him!" As she spoke, she looked at Tang San.

After receiving Tang San's utterly trusting gaze, she righteously tossed Little Heavenly Dao aside. Then she pulled Tang San over, placed her hand on his head, and sent her Divine Sense inside.

It was exactly as she had guessed.

Tang Ling looked at Tang San's pure white soul and nodded inwardly. Then she placed three seals on the foreign Heavenly Dao Mark in the corner and began examining the mark left by the Blue Silver Emperor.

It was a light-blue, glowing three-leafed grass, quietly resting deep within his soul. Tang Ling wrapped it in her Divine Sense, and it gently swayed its blades as though greeting her.

Tang Ling withdrew her Divine Sense and looked at Tang San in delight. "The Blue Silver Emperor Mark actually reacted!"

"Really? That's wonderful!" Before Tang San could answer, Little Heavenly Dao excitedly squeezed between them. "Does that mean we can revive her?"

"Of course. Ah Yin's soul should be inside this mark. As long as we take it out and nurture it, we can strengthen her soul and reconstruct her body." As Tang Ling searched through the spiritual herbs available in her space with her consciousness, she happily patted Tang San.

Tang San watched the two excited figures and smiled. Though he was not truly a child, having a mother was still something that made him happy.

"But there's still some bad news." Tang Ling stopped moving, exchanged a look with Little Heavenly Dao, and looked at Tang San.

Seeing the serious expressions on their faces, Tang San's heart skipped a beat. He carefully asked, "Don't tell me that even after she's revived, she still won't be able to escape the control?"

"Of course not~" Little Heavenly Dao instantly broke character and rolled around atop Tang San's head. "The bad guy has already been defeated, and apart from memories, everything about a reconstructed soul is brand-new. Naturally, there won't be any control. The bad news is about you."

"What bad news could I have?" Tang San tilted his head, blinked, and looked utterly confused.

Tang Ling looked at the person who seemed to be acting cute, roughly calculated Tang San's age, and sighed as she explained, "The laws of this world prohibit humans and Soul Beasts from being together.

"So this body of yours should not have possessed a soul to begin with. In other words, it would have died the moment it left the womb.

"But the foreign Heavenly Dao brought you here, allowing this body to survive.

"The formation of martial souls in this world relies on inheritance from one's parents. Since you do not belong to this world, the Heavenly Dao personally installed martial souls for you.

"The Blue Silver Grass from your mother's mark, and the Clear Sky Hammer from your father's bloodline."

As Tang Ling spoke, she took Tang San's hands one by one and used Spirit Power to simulate the forms of his martial souls. Tang San examined them curiously.

Seeing this, Little Heavenly Dao also joined in by using Spirit Power to simulate a large patch of Blue Silver Grass. Then it explained, "Once the mark is removed from your soul, it will no longer be enough to support the birth of this martial soul. You'll lose this martial soul, as well as your qualification to inherit the Blue Silver Emperor in the future."

As it spoke, it erased the Blue Silver Grass in Tang San's hand and the patch of Blue Silver Grass on the ground.

Tang San watched the illusion vanish and fell silent for a while. Then he looked at Tang Ling with a resolute expression. "I'm willing to give up my martial soul to save her. Besides, both the martial soul and the qualification belong to her. I can't forcibly take them, even if she is my mother."

"Twin Martial Souls are very powerful. This world respects strength above all else. And although the foreign Heavenly Dao was terrible, what it gave you for the sake of the next generation wasn't bad." Tang Ling blinked as she looked at the clear-eyed youth, smiling at him.

Under her burning gaze, Tang San's eyes grew unfocused, but his words remained firm. "I'm willing, even if I won't be that powerful anymore. Besides, I have the Tang Sect Techniques as my trump card, and I have you, Senior Sister. I'm not afraid of this foreign world."

Tang Ling's smile faded, only to be replaced by an even more sincere one. She reached out and embraced him. "Senior Sister will definitely keep you safe and free from worry."

"Then Senior Sister mustn't abandon me!" Tang San came back to himself and, feeling her embrace, happily rubbed against the hollow of her neck. His heart kept bubbling with joy.

Tang Ling let him hug her for a while before decisively pushing him away. His hair made her neck itch terribly. She had no idea what was wrong with him—every time they hugged, he did this.

Tang Ling frowned as she thought about it. Tang San happened to see it, but he was not annoyed. He simply stood beside her with a grin, watching her rub her neck.

Once she lowered her hand, he immediately put on a pitiful expression and moved closer. "By the way, did Senior Sister hypnotize me just now?"

"How could I?" Tang Ling calmly smiled and denied it. Tang San understood perfectly well and did not press the matter.

This was the tacit understanding between the two of them. Back in the Tang Sect, Tang San had been obsessive by nature and easily pushed things to extremes. After he made a decision, Tang Ling would hypnotize him to test him.

Thus, although Tang San had appeared fierce in the Tang Sect, he had still been very principled in his actions.

This was also one of the reasons he had been envied, framed, and forced into a corner.

Little Heavenly Dao watched their exchange, unable to understand the atmosphere between them.

But that did not stop it from ruining the mood. Little Heavenly Dao swayed its body, floated before them, and proudly declared, "Did you forget about me? I'm the Heavenly Dao~ On my territory, I'll make sure you can walk all over everyone!"

"Then you must have forgotten that you're injured." Tang Ling smiled and raised a hand to pinch Little Heavenly Dao. Though she could not figure out what was irritating her at that moment, that did not stop her from kneading the round ball.

"I'm still very powerful!" Little Heavenly Dao cried out as it moved toward Tang San, hoping to be rescued from her clutches.

Tang San met its tiny dot-like eyes, then looked away with an expression of helplessness.

Seeing his reaction, Little Heavenly Dao sighed and stopped struggling, consoling itself inwardly:

Forget it, forget it. Being kneaded doesn't hurt, it only damages my image. But I don't have any image left anyway, so I might as well give up.

Seeing the misshapen ball, Tang Ling mercifully stopped and placed it on her son's head.

Then she raised a hand and removed the barrier. "It's getting late. Let's head down the mountain."

Tang San felt the negligible weight atop his head and nodded in agreement. Then he asked curiously, "When did Senior Sister set up the barrier? I didn't notice it at all."

"I set it up when I arrived." Tang Ling turned and walked as she spoke, then glanced at the person following her. "Your formation studies are so poor that it's normal you didn't notice."

Tang San kept walking. "Formations are so complicated. It's only natural that I can't learn them when I'm not smart. Not everyone is as intelligent as Senior Sister."

As he spoke, he offered her an obedient smile, hoping Senior Sister would forget the time she had taught him formations. After all, he had always struggled to learn them back then, to the point that he had angered her into hitting him. Even now, recalling it would make her glare at him angrily.

Seeing his smile, Tang Ling shook her head and sighed. He had not changed at all. Before her, he was still so good at acting sweet and ingratiating himself.

Tang Ling led them down the mountain. Seeing this, Tang Ersui put the cloth bag back into his Storage Ring and silently followed with his head lowered.

Ask no questions, do more work, obey absolutely. These were the rules Tang Ling had set for her subordinates. With the Loyalty Talisman's support, they were carried out even more thoroughly.

As the sun set, it cast a warm halo over their hair.

Tang San followed behind Tang Ling, gazing at the warm light in her hair as a broad smile spread across his face. Wherever Senior Sister was, he felt at ease.