Worship Hall

Inside the cave, the light was dim.

The Blue Silver Grass that Ah Yin had transformed into seemed to sense Tang San's emotions. The few leaves that were originally swaying gently slowly unfurled and softly Entanglement around Tang San's fingers.

The entire grass stem tilted slightly, leaning towards Tang San —a clear sense of soothing could be seen emanating from this single blade of grass.

Tang San's eyes gradually welled up with tears.

Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

Before coming to Holy Soul Village, he had imagined many possibilities—his mother might be recovering from her injuries, or she might be in a difficult situation, or she might be on the verge of death.

But he never expected his mother to be like this.

A blade of grass.

A blade of grass, rooted in a dark mountain cave, struggling to survive.

Mingming had seen his mother during the fifth Simulation.

She was a gentle woman with blue hair similar to his, who would softly call his name.

Why are mothers in reality like this?

Was it because of a scheme by the Clear Sky Sect?

As this thought flashed through his mind, a chilling killing intent suddenly burst forth in Tang San's heart!

Fu Shiyan was standing to the side, keenly noticed his change in mood.

Even Ah Yin, Entanglement Tang San's fingers, sensed it—the icy aura made its branches and leaves tremble slightly.

It slowly withdrew from Tang San's fingers, then, like a gentle hand, softly caressed Tang San's face, wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

This action, however, made it even harder for Tang San to bear.

He couldn't imagine what kind of suffering his mother had gone through to become like this.

He couldn't even imagine how many days and nights his mother had spent alone in that dark, sunless cave.

My mother's true form is a blade of grass.

Grass needs sunlight, rain, and roots in fertile soil.

But there's nothing here!

Only cold rocks, eternal darkness, and endless solitude.

Thinking of this, Tang San even felt a trace of resentment towards Tang Hao.

The reason is simple: this cave is located in the back mountain of Holy Soul Village, and the only way to place the mother in this location could be the father's arrangement.

Didn't Father know that plants need light to live?

Just then, a pair of hands gently landed on his shoulders.

The warmth emanating from those hands jolted Tang San back to his senses from his chaotic thoughts.

He raised his moist eyes, looking at Fu Shiyan with a bitter expression, his lips moving slightly:

"Master... Mother, she..."

Fu Shiyan's expression was one of relief as she softly said:

"Your mother can recover."

Tang San was taken aback.

Then, he remembered something.

In the fifth Simulation, the mother was clearly a living, breathing person.

That proves that Mother will definitely recover in the future!

He suddenly looked up, anxiously glancing at Fu Shiyan, his eyes filled with anticipation for an answer.

Fu Shiyan slowly opened her mouth:

"Have you forgotten, Xiao San?"

"The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well can accelerate plant growth. Wasn't your mother's true form also a plant?"

These words were like a bolt of lightning, cleaving through the gloom in Tang San's heart.

The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well!

How could he have forgotten this place!

Even the growth of Immortal Herb can be accelerated several times, let alone the mother's true form!

A surge of immense hope welled up within him. Tang San turned his head, gently stroking Ah Yin's branches and leaves, his voice choked with emotion:

"Mom... Mom, can you hear me? You'll get better! You will definitely get better!"

Ah Yin's branches and leaves continued to gently caress his face, wiping away his tears of joy.

Meanwhile, Fu Shiyan spoke up at the opportune moment:

"Alright, Xiao San. Put your mother away. There's no time to lose. Let's set off for the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well now and settle her in first."

Tang San nodded emphatically.

Next, the master and apprentice carefully dug Ah Yin out of the rock crevice, their roots completely wrapped in a moist clump of soil, and placed it in a suitable pot.

Then, Fu Shiyan grabbed Tang San's shoulder with one hand, while Tang San tightly hugged the potted plant where Ah Yin was placed, protecting Ah Yin in his arms.

Immediately, Fu Shiyan's Soul Power surged, and she soared into the sky, speeding towards the Sunset Forest.

At the same time.

Spirit City, Worship Hall.

Today, Qian Daoliu received a letter from his granddaughter.

Several of the temple's priests, upon hearing of Xiao Xue's letter, gathered around.

"Big brother, what did Xiao Xue say?"

"Oh dear, let her come back! What's she doing in that wretched place, the Heaven Dou Empire!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo chimed in from the sidelines:

"That's right! Big brother, let Xiao Xue come back! It's been so long since I've seen that girl, I wonder what she looks like now!"

"With Xiao Xue's talent, if she had focused on cultivating at the Spirit Hall, she would probably be Soul Saint by now!"

The other worshippers chimed in with their own opinions.

Qian Daoliu smiled and shook his head, ignoring his brothers' teasing.

He slowly opened the envelope and unfolded the letter.

However, when he read the contents of the letter, the smile on his face gradually froze, and his face fell.

Although the letter was ostensibly reporting important matters—information about the mysterious eighteen-year-old Soul Emperor that the Spirit Hall had been investigating—it was still under wraps.

However, throughout the entire text, which is only a hundred lines long, the name "Fu Shiyan" appears a total of one hundred and twenty-three times.

Qian Daoliu understood perfectly what this meant.

When he was young and had a crush on Bo Saixi, he was the same way; no matter what he wrote, he would always mention that name.

Thinking of this, Qian Daoliu's face twisted slightly.

The feeling was like seeing a wild boar suddenly appear out of nowhere and rooting up the Xiao Bai he had carefully nurtured for over a decade.

Golden Crocodile Douluo was the first to notice his strange expression, snatched the letter away, and muttered:

"What exactly did Xiao Xue say? Big brother, you look so pale, have you encountered some danger?"

He quickly scanned the letters, scratched his head, and looked at Qian Daoliu with a puzzled expression:

"Big brother, isn't this a good thing? Xiao Xue has discovered that genius, why do you look like that?"

Qian Daoliu was too lazy to bother with this currently the oldest bachelor in the Douluo Continent.

Even though Xiao Xue's behavior was so obvious, Golden Crocodile, that old bachelor, couldn't see anything.

The other worshippers also came over and read the letter.

After reading it, Azure Luan Douluo had a strange expression on his face. He looked up at Qian Daoliu, then lowered his head again.

After reading this, the other enshrined figures next to Golden Crocodile Douluo also revealed subtle expressions.

Only the Golden Crocodile and one or two other "simple" worshippers remained completely baffled.

Qian Daoliu looked at his brothers and shook his head helplessly.

"Discovering a genius is certainly a good thing. But we know nothing about Fu Shiyan's background or origins."

He paused:

"And the interest that Xiao Xue showed in him in her letter... was quite considerable."

After a moment of silence, his gaze fell on Azure Luan Douluo.

Azure Luan Douluo was one of the people who had a strange expression after reading the letter.

"Third brother, go to the Heaven Dou Empire. Meet with Xiao Xue and see how much she knows about that Fu Shiyan."

"Then, go find out about Fu Shiyan."

Azure Luan Douluo nodded slightly:

"Yes, brother."