The next morning.
"Mm~"
Tang Ya clutched the quilt and murmured in her sleep. Slowly waking, she let the quilt slip from her nightdress, set aside the pillow she'd been holding between her thighs, then propped herself up and rubbed her eyes.
Her little face fell. Once fully awake, she quickly remembered what had happened before she went to bed the night before!
"Open the chat interface!"
She'd been sure it was a dream and had only tried it on a whim. She hadn't expected it to actually open. Looking at the Group Chat section of the interface, she saw that they'd sent more than ninety-nine messages last night!
"Could it all be true?"
Tang Ya bit her lip and tapped the screen to return to where she'd left off the previous day.
She began scrolling down slowly. Chu Mo's deductions were practically rubbing their experiences over the years in their faces.
Tang San had become a god because he had the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline, Twin Martial Souls, Immortal Herbs, and the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record.
Whatever bloodlines they might have had hadn't been passed down. What good were Twin Trash Martial Souls? Immortal Herbs? Even Shrek Academy hadn't found any. What made them think the Tang Sect would have them?
After a long night's sleep, and with the morning being the clearest time of day, Tang Ya quickly sorted through the information. She'd always been clever, and soon understood: it had all been a lie. They were all liars.
They'd treated her whole family like a bunch of fools. The lies had been too elaborate, and they'd been too naïve. They'd actually believed that ordinary Blue Silver Grass could lead to becoming a Titled Douluo, even a god.
"But forget restoring the Tang Sect—even getting revenge for my parents is a problem."
As Tang Ya thought about it, her eyes reddened. The pressure was mounting, and her cultivation was getting slower and slower. How was she supposed to get stronger? Just then, a message popped up, giving her an idea.
[Ice Frog is Stronger than Poison Frog: Good morning, good morning! Is everyone awake?]
It wasn't the person who'd sent the message that gave her the idea, but the interface itself—the information Chu Mo had shared.
If this thing could only benefit them, there had to be a way to get stronger. Could this be the opportunity Heaven had granted her?
[Revenge Girl: Good morning. I'm assembling a Soul Tool.]
[Dong'er is Not a Girl: I'm awake. Big Uncle and Second Uncle are taking me to Shrek Academy.]
[Soul Guidance Devices are Evil: @Chu Mo, Group Master, is there another way for Blue Silver Grass to grow stronger? I have to get stronger. My cultivation is getting slower and slower.]
[Ice Frog is Stronger than Poison Frog: Well, well, you believe it now? Yesterday you didn't, and you just logged off.]
Meng Hongchen was the only one gloating. They'd had a huge argument yesterday, and she'd been outnumbered two to one. Of course she wouldn't let this chance slip by.
In the moving carriage.
Whoosh—
Chu Mo opened his eyes, ending a night of cultivation. The light surrounding Xiao Lu faded with him, and Xiao Lu slowly opened her eyes and began to move.
Smack, smack~
With two hops, she landed in Chu Mo's arms and rubbed her body against his arm. She felt cool and soothing.
In summer, Xiao Lu was all he needed to beat the heat. Chu Mo gently stroked her.
Clack, clack!
The carriage slowed and gradually came to a stop. The driver up front spoke.
"Guest, I'm going to get breakfast and rest for four hours while I'm at it. How does that sound? You could have a look around nearby; there's a small town here."
"Sure. There's nothing I need to see, so I'll cultivate."
"Heh, what dedication. No wonder you were able to get into Shrek Academy."
The driver made a casual remark, then left to refuel.
Chu Mo stretched, then stopped himself from continuing to cultivate. He'd felt a slight jolt—someone in the chat group had tagged him.
He summoned the chat interface. The first thing he saw was Meng Hongchen's jab; only after that did he notice Tang Ya's question.
"Heh, it seems she really does have a talent for devouring."
Blue Silver Grass was naturally meant to stack vitality; after all, Soul Bone Skills were all about spring returning and life coming back. But Tang Ya clearly wasn't suited to controlling life. Her Blue Silver Grass was actually Dark Blue Silver Grass, with the ability to devour. Spider or snake Soul Beasts really would be a better fit.
[Chu Mo: All I can suggest for now is that you don't suppress your own talent.]
Seeing the message, Tang Ya froze in the same pose as Huo Yu'er, who was copying her. How did he know she had a talent?
It was a talent she'd kept hidden in her heart and had never told anyone about—not even her parents, or Bei Bei, whom she was now close to.
"Could he really be a god?"
She raised her hand. Blue Silver Grass appeared in her tender palm. Its pattern had black and red streaks running through it, a change that clearly hadn't come from attaching a Spirit Ring.
"If I use it, won't I become an Evil Spirit Master?"
No, if she didn't become an Evil Spirit Master, she couldn't even get revenge. If she did become one, at least she could avenge her parents—even if everyone hated her, even if she died. Everything about the Tang Sect was fake anyway.
[Soul Guidance Devices are Evil: Do you also think I should become an Evil Spirit Master?]
[Ice Frog is Stronger than Poison Frog: ?]
[Dong'er is Not a Girl: ?]
[Revenge Girl: ?]
[Grilled Fish Girl: Sister Tang Ya, what are you saying? How could you become an Evil Spirit Master?]
The other four were not only stunned, but also nervous. They were chatting with someone who could become an Evil Spirit Master. What if she killed them?
[Chu Mo: Of course not. You can go after the bad people who prey on others, the nobles who oppress the common people, and the Evil Spirit Masters, right? Martial Souls aren't good or evil; it depends on how they're used. I believe you wouldn't hurt anyone innocent.]
His words opened up a whole new line of thought for Tang Ya. Her lovely phoenix eyes gradually brightened, and the hand clutching her nightdress relaxed.
"Right. I won't hurt innocent people. I'll only devour bad people. I'm doing good; I'm not an Evil Spirit Master!"
[Chu Mo: So don't torment yourself too much, and don't do anything foolish for the Tang Sect. As for your grudge, if you can't handle it, I can help. There's nothing wrong with friends in the group helping one another.]
[Ice Frog is Stronger than Poison Frog: Revenge? Is your enemy strong? Even if they're a Titled Douluo, save up some money and call me big sister. I'll ask Grandpa to sell you a ninth-grade Soul Tool. One sneak attack could be enough to kill them!]
[Dong'er is Not a Girl: That's right. I can have Big Uncle and Second Uncle help you. They can secretly take them out without making the country suspect anything. Anyway, don't do anything foolish!]
[Grilled Fish Girl: Exactly, Sister Tang Ya. Don't act rashly. I'll come find you.]
Huo Yu'er and Tang Ya were staying at the same inn, on the same floor. Their rooms were only a few doors apart, so it would take just a short walk to reach her.
[Soul Guidance Devices are Evil: Thank you for comforting me. After the Tang Sect was destroyed, I asked Shrek Academy, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the Clear Sky Sect, and the Heaven Dou Empire for help. I asked everyone connected to the Tang Sect, but all I got was rejection. People have been mocking me for years. I'm not that fragile.]
[Ice Frog is Stronger than Poison Frog: That sounds pitiful, but I still don't approve of your name. We need to keep up with the times, not stand still. I'll say it again: if someone else makes the same product better, you can't blame them for it.]
Meng Hongchen wasn't heartless or especially vindictive. This time, her tone in the chat was clearly much gentler,
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