Snatching the Blue Silver Emperor's spirit bone, taking the Blue Silver Emperor along too

In the blink of an eye, dusk had already fallen by the time Qin Yao arrived in Heaven Dou City.

He found a random restaurant to grab a bite to eat, but he did not head straight for the famous Great Soul Arena of Heaven Dou City.

It was mostly just uninteresting.

At the level of a Soul Ancestor, Qin Yao did not believe anyone could pose a threat to him; going to such a place would be a pure waste of time.

What he was calculating in his heart at this moment was something far more important.

Holy Soul Village, the cave behind the mountain, the Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone.

At this point in time, Tang San should have already begun his campus life at Shrek Academy.

Since their stances were different, he would not be polite in claiming all of Tang San's future opportunities for himself.

Tang Hao was also in Suotuo City protecting Tang San, but Qin Yao was in no rush to hunt him down.

Rather than chasing a Titled Douluo all over the world, it was far better to wait for him to deliver himself to his doorstep.

It would be better to follow the rules of the original story and wait for Tang Hao within Martial Soul City; that would be much simpler than trying to surround and kill him out in the open.

When the time came, he would catch a turtle in a jar, and Tang Hao would have no wings to escape!

Having made up his mind, Qin Yao lingered no longer. He settled the bill, his figure flashed, and he vanished into the night of Heaven Dou City.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

On the outskirts of the Sunset Forest, Dugu Bo was leading Dugu Yan as they searched for a suitable spirit beast.

"Yanyan," Dugu Bo suddenly spoke, his voice somewhat stern, "from now on, you must not have any more contact with that Yu Tianheng."

Dugu Yan's footsteps faltered.

Yu Tianheng was her teammate at Heaven Dou Royal Academy and the heir to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan; he was an upright person who also held her in high regard.

"Grandfather?" Dugu Yan asked, somewhat confused, "Do I not even have the right to make friends?"

"Friends?"

Dugu Bo let out a cold snort.

"Foolish! You and I have now joined Martial Soul Hall and pledged our loyalty to His Highness the Holy Son. We must draw a clear line between ourselves and the other sects, especially the Upper Three Sects!"

"If you remain entangled with that boy from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, it will be double-dealing—you will be caught between two sides! How would His Highness the Holy Son view us? How would the Worship Hall view us?"

"Do you understand the gravity of this?"

Dugu Bo's voice was not loud, but every word struck at the heart.

Dugu Yan fell silent.

She understood her grandfather's meaning.

Judging by the way Martial Soul Hall had been acting over these years and the power they were constantly amassing, a great war between them and the Upper Three Sects was inevitable sooner or later.

Since she and her grandfather had chosen to stand on the side of Martial Soul Hall, they had to remain firm in their stance.

In truth, the relationship between her and Yu Tianheng had not yet reached the point of a lifelong commitment, but they did share mutual affection.

If nothing had changed, Dugu Yan herself would have followed the original path and chosen Yu Tianheng as her partner.

But now, Dugu Bo's words had thoroughly sobered her.

Once a stance is chosen, it cannot be shaken.

Her grandfather, Dugu Bo, had kept his promises his entire life; how could she, Dugu Yan, be any different?

A moment later, Dugu Yan raised her head, and in those beautiful, pale purple eyes, there was no longer a shred of hesitation.

"Grandfather, I understand."

Her voice was cold and firm.

"I am prepared to withdraw from Heaven Dou Royal Academy!"

Hearing this, a gratified smile appeared on Dugu Bo's face, and he nodded.

"Good!"

Several days later, Nuoding City.

Qin Yao found a random restaurant and chose a seat by the window.

After making some inquiries, he learned that the previous class of students had already graduated.

The information matched up.

The timing was just right.

Tang San had already left, and naturally, Tang Hao had followed him to Suotuo City.

The Holy Soul Village was now an unguarded treasure vault.

He tossed down the tea money, his figure flickered, and he vanished from the entrance of the restaurant.

The waiter felt a blur before his eyes, and when he looked again, the seat was already empty, leaving only the pot of tea still steaming on the table.

Outside Nuoding City, Holy Soul Village.

This was a village as simple as simple could be.

Qin Yao did not alert anyone, relying on his memory to head straight for the mountain behind the village.

The mountain was not high, but the woods were dense.

Soon, he found the cave hidden behind the waterfall.

The sound of water roared, and mist rushed toward his face.

A faint layer of purple fire emerged on Qin Yao's skin, isolating all the moisture as he strolled behind the waterfall.

The cave was somewhat dark and damp, but it had no effect on Qin Yao.

He walked straight into the depths of the cave.

A not-so-large Blue Silver Emperor was growing there quietly.

Its entire body was blue, with golden veins on every leaf; although it looked magnificent, it felt somewhat lacking in vitality.

Qin Yao immediately began to search the cave, and after a while, he found the Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone stored in a wooden box on the rock wall.

Qin Yao reached out and took it.

The next moment, a warm current surged into his body through his arm, and the immense vitality contained within the spirit bone made him feel incredibly comfortable.

"Spring winds blow and life returns, plus the ability to fly."

Qin Yao toyed with the spirit bone in his hand, feeling very satisfied.

The life-saving capability of this spirit bone was top-tier throughout the entire Douluo Continent.

However, he did not absorb it immediately.

The things he had to do were not yet finished.

Qin Yao stored the spirit bone in his soul tool, then turned his attention to the main body of the Blue Silver Emperor.

That is, Tang San's mother, Ah Yin.

Qin Yao walked in front of the Blue Silver Emperor, crouched down, and his fingertips gently brushed against one of its leaves.

At this moment, a thought flashed through his mind.

What if there really were gods behind the scenes manipulating this world, and what if at the final moment, someone wanted to play a "deus ex machina" trick to help Tang San...

Then, he needed at least some bargaining chips in his hand to negotiate with Tang San.

In this life, Tang San's greatest weakness was his family.

Nothing would make him hesitate more than having his mother's main body in his own hands.

Of course, if the gods did not interfere in the affairs of the lower realm, Qin Yao would naturally be even happier, as manipulating Tang San would be even easier.

So, my apologies.

Our positions are different!

He began to work, moving the entire Blue Silver Emperor along with the soil beneath it into his soul tool. Without a moment's delay, Qin Yao spread his wings and flew away from Holy Soul Village.

This round trip had taken another half a month.

Meanwhile, at Dugu Manor in Heaven Dou City.

Dugu Bo paced back and forth in his room in a state of agitation, his dark green hair nearly pulled into a tangled mess by his own hands.

"How long has it been? Why hasn't he returned yet?"

He muttered incessantly, the anxiety on his face impossible to hide.

His Highness the Holy Son had run off alone, and there had been no news for a full half-month.

Although he knew Qin Yao was powerful and meticulous, far beyond any ordinary youth, he was still only a Soul Ancestor after all!

What if some accident happened?

Dugu Bo shuddered, not daring to think any further.

"No, no, His Highness the Holy Son is blessed by fortune; he will definitely be fine."

He comforted himself this way, but the panic in his heart did not diminish in the slightest.

If something really happened to Qin Yao, how would he answer to that Fourth Elder who had just broken through to level 98?

At the mere thought of Qin Xiong's explosive temper—the kind that could shatter a mountain with one punch—Dugu Bo felt a chill run down the back of his neck.

His own level 92 cultivation would likely be enough for that man to slap him into oblivion.

"This old man's life is tied to His Highness the Holy Son now!"

Dugu Bo let out a long sigh, feeling that his future was bleak.