Tang San's Biological Mother's Legacy

Jiang Ming's gaze shifted to the stone wall on the right side of the chamber.

The wall was covered in moss, but near the ground, one raised section had a shape slightly different from the rest.

That area was a little lighter in color, and the moss growth pattern was somewhat misaligned.

It would have been easy to overlook without deliberate inspection.

"A mechanism."

Jiang Ming approached the wall and pressed the protrusion with his finger.

The stone sank slightly, showing signs of looseness.

He increased his strength and slapped it with his palm.

A dull thud echoed through the stone chamber.

A series of clicking mechanical sounds came from inside the wall, as though some ancient mechanism had been triggered.

Jiang Ming took two steps back, his gaze fixed on the wall.

A fine crack appeared across the stone wall, steadily widening.

A long black wooden box slowly slid out from the crack.

"The Blue Silver Emperor's Spirit Bone!"

Jiang Ming drew a deep breath and slowly opened the lid.

Blue-gold light burst forth instantly, illuminating the entire stone chamber.

A dense aura of life surged from the wooden box and filled every corner of the chamber. Even the air became moist and fresh.

A crystal-clear Spirit Bone lay quietly inside the box.

The bone was full and rounded, radiating an energy fluctuation that made one's heart tremble.

The 100,000-Year Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone!

"Tang San, I'll gladly accept your biological mother's legacy first."

A faint smile curled at Jiang Ming's lips.

His plan had been a complete success!

Next, he only needed to find a place for the Blue Silver Emperor to recover a little vitality.

Then he could finally taste Blue Silver salad!

As for how to get out?

He would leave the same way he had entered!

Soul Hunting Forest.

The rising sunlight dispersed the morning mist, and some of the forest's cold, damp air faded away.

The four-hundred-year Datura Snake Soul Ring gradually merged into Tang San's body.

Tang San stood up and stretched slightly, feeling a powerful force flowing through his body.

"Xiao San... you succeeded?"

Yu Xiaogang looked at Tang San with excitement.

It worked!

His test subject had succeeded!

The precedent of a plant-type Martial Soul absorbing an animal-type Soul Ring had been achieved in his hands!

"Yes! I succeeded! Thank you for your guidance, Teacher!"

Tang San solemnly bowed to Yu Xiaogang.

"You earned all of this through your own efforts. It has little to do with me."

Yu Xiaogang helped Tang San up, a trace of satisfaction flashing through his eyes.

Neither of them noticed the burly black figure standing atop an ancient tree not far away.

It was Tang Hao!

"A first Soul Ring of four hundred years. As expected of my son."

"Still, the Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul absorbing a Datura Snake as its Soul Ring... something about that feels wrong."

Tang Hao slowly raised his head and looked toward the sky above the Soul Hunting Forest.

The sky was very blue, as blue as it had been that year...

Tang Hao's eyes reddened slightly, and his fists clenched unconsciously.

"Ah Yin, did you see it?

"Xiao San has Twin Martial Souls. His talent is a hundred times greater than mine."

"One day, he will surpass me, surpass everyone, and then..."

Tang Hao's voice suddenly dropped, as though he were suppressing an extremely violent emotion.

"Then he will flatten Spirit Hall and avenge you."

What had happened back then flashed rapidly through Tang Hao's mind.

In short!

Ah Yin was dead. As for right and wrong, he no longer had the heart to ask!

Nuoding Academy.

The atmosphere in the academy was no different from usual. The younger students were either sweating profusely on the training grounds or chatting in small groups beneath the shade of trees.

Yu Xiaogang walked ahead with a pale face, while Tang San followed behind carrying their luggage.

"Xiao San, go rest first. You've only just absorbed your first Soul Ring, and your body still needs time to adapt."

Yu Xiaogang stopped in front of the dormitory building.

"Teacher, your injuries..."

Tang San spoke with some concern.

"It is nothing."

"I know my limits. Go on."

Yu Xiaogang waved his hand.

Not only was he stubborn, but his pride was extraordinarily strong!

Absurdly strong!

"Then please get some rest, Teacher."

Tang San nodded helplessly and turned to enter the dormitory.

Yu Xiaogang watched Tang San enter before turning toward his own residence.

His steps were slow.

The Datura Snake's venom had not yet been fully purged, and the occasional numbness made it difficult for him to walk.

Like...

A cripple!

Yu Xiaogang had only taken a few steps when he encountered the headmaster of Nuoding Academy.

Nuoke was a middle-aged man in his forties. He usually wore a smiling expression and looked like a kindly, easygoing fellow.

"I heard you took Tang San to the Soul Hunting Forest? Were you injured?"

Nuoke quickly came forward, his gaze lingering on Yu Xiaogang's pale face for a moment.

"It is nothing. Just some residual venom."

"Did you need something, Headmaster?"

Yu Xiaogang replied flatly.

"Have you seen Jiang Ming?"

Nuoke hesitated before asking.

"No."

Yu Xiaogang answered without hesitation.

"I searched the entire academy—the training grounds, cafeteria, library, even the small forest behind the mountain. There was no sign of him anywhere."

"I asked several students, and they all said they hadn't seen him for days."

"I thought he might have gone hunting souls with you."

Nuoke's brow furrowed even more deeply.

"Could he have left the academy?"

Yu Xiaogang said casually.

"Forget it. Perhaps he went out to deal with something. He'll probably be back in a couple of days."

"Grandmaster, your health comes first. Go get some rest."

Nuoke waved his hand, reminded Yu Xiaogang, then turned and left.

"Hopeless trash."

Watching Nuoke's departing figure, Yu Xiaogang muttered under his breath.

Jiang Ming?

He was nothing more than an arrogant brat!

Tang San was his disciple!

His only disciple!

A genius who could help him verify his Martial Soul theories.

Thirty li outside Nuoding City lay a hidden valley.

Few people ever came here. Unless one deliberately searched for it, no one would find it.

Seven days ago, Jiang Ming had brought the Blue Silver Emperor's Seed of Life here.

On the first day, the Blue Silver Emperor's leaves remained withered yellow, like a bundle of dry grass, without the slightest trace of vitality.

On the second day, an extremely faint hint of green appeared along the edges of the leaves.

On the third day, that green spread outward. The withered yellow began to fade, as though something deep within the leaves had awakened.

In only seven days, the Blue Silver Emperor had gone from half-dead to flourishing!

Now was the moment to harvest the fruit!

After all, the longer he delayed, the stronger the Blue Silver Emperor's consciousness would become.

It might even backlash against him by then!

Jiang Ming took a deep breath, uprooted the Blue Silver Emperor, and stuffed it into his mouth!

Bitter juice burst across his mouth, carrying a dense scent of grass and plants.

But immediately afterward, an explosive surge of life force erupted within him.

Then came consciousness.

A weak consciousness, one that was nearly about to dissipate, awakened within the Blue Silver Emperor's life force.

It was the remnant consciousness left behind by the Blue Silver Emperor, the final trace of her instinct!

She did not know what had happened.

She did not know where she was, nor did she know why she had suffered this.

She only knew fear.

An instinctive, pure fear.

The instinct to survive drove her to resist.

The Blue Silver Emperor's life force rampaged through Jiang Ming's body, trying to break free from the vessel devouring her.

Those golden lights were like snakes, wildly slithering through his meridians, intent on tearing his body apart.