Tang Hao's Roar

The classroom fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone's eyes were wide, mouths agape, their expressions frozen in a moment of pure shock.

What had they just witnessed?

Linghu Chong punched Gu Qingshan, and then Linghu Chong himself went flying?

What the hell was this?

"Ah! My hand! My hand!"

Linghu Chong's agonizing screams echoed from the wall, heart-wrenching and enough to make one's scalp tingle.

Alice was the first to react, her heels clicking rapidly as she ran over, only to gasp in horror.

Linghu Chong's right hand.

From his fingers to his wrist and forearm, his entire right hand looked as if it had been crushed by a boulder, the bones shattered into dust.

"Healer!"

The other students in the classroom finally began to recover, but the shock on their faces remained impossible to suppress.

"He... he didn't even activate his martial soul?" A boy swallowed hard.

"Linghu Chong is a level 31 Soul Elder... he threw a full-force punch, and he was the one who flew back?"

"No, this isn't right. He didn't use any soul skills, how did he do it?"

"Could his martial soul be a reflection type?"

Everyone looked at Gu Qingshan as if he were a monster.

Hu Liena and her two companions had witnessed the entire process.

"This guy... is a monster."

Gu Qingshan's first meeting with his classmates ended on such a pleasant note.

Returning to his dormitory, he stripped off his clothes and sank into the bathtub.

The water had been prepared in advance; the emerald-green liquid emitted a pungent odor, but Gu Qingshan was already used to it.

He even found the smell quite pleasant, somewhat like a certain herbal tea he had drunk in his past life.

He pulled a handful of Blue Silver Leaf from his Soul Tool, arranged them neatly on the edge of the tub, then picked one up and popped it into his mouth, closing his eyes to begin enjoying today's "AFK cultivation."

The sweetness of the Blue Silver Leaf melted on his tongue, and its vitality flowed down his throat to every limb and bone. The toxic water in the tub continuously stimulated his body through his skin, the passive mechanism of his Thorn Shield activated automatically, and his soul power and vitality slowly increased.

"Level 15, 85 percent... a few more days of soaking and I'll reach level 16."

He sighed with satisfaction and popped another Blue Silver Leaf into his mouth.

A life like this was truly divine.

No pressure, no anxiety, no need to struggle desperately to cultivate; he could just lie there and grow stronger.

Gu Qingshan chewed on the Blue Silver Leaf, drifting off into a hazy sleep.

Of course, he had no idea that thousands of miles away, in Holy Soul Village, someone was on the verge of rage and collapse.

Tang Hao emerged from Holy Soul Village as he always did, following the mountain path he had walked countless times to the cave behind the mountain.

The cave was well-hidden, its entrance concealed behind a waterfall; it was nearly impossible for an ordinary person to discover.

Then, he saw the small, empty mound of dirt.

Tang Hao froze.

The mound was still there, but Ah Yin was gone.

"Where is Ah Yin?"

Tang Hao's voice drifted, hollow.

The cave was so quiet that the sound of dripping water could be heard.

"My Ah Yin is gone!"

Tang Hao's voice suddenly spiked, and he lunged forward as if he had been set ablaze.

He tore the small mound apart, scattering dirt everywhere. He sprawled on the ground, clawing through every inch of soil with his hands, desperately trying to find any remaining roots of Ah Yin.

There was nothing.

The Blue Silver Emperor hadn't even left a root behind.

Tang Hao's eyes turned bloodshot.

Unwilling to accept this, he frantically searched every corner of the cave.

In the crevices of the rocks, on the cliff walls, in the shadows of the corners—he tore through the entire cave like a maddened beast.

Nothing.

She was nowhere to be found.

"Impossible... this is impossible..."

Tang Hao muttered to himself, then suddenly seemed to recall something, his body jolting violently.

He stumbled toward the deepest part of the cave, where a rock sat that looked no different from any other in the surroundings.

Tang Hao crouched down, pressed his hands against the stone, and slowly pushed it aside.

Tang Hao reached his trembling hand into the hidden compartment.

Empty.

There was nothing in the hidden compartment.

"Ahhh—!"

Tang Hao let out a heart-wrenching scream, the sound causing loose gravel on the rock walls to tumble down.

The soul bone was gone too.

That was the Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone, a top-tier soul bone produced by a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.

Tang Hao had hidden it in the most concealed compartment of this cave; no one else knew of it but him.

"Who... who is it?!"

Tang Hao stood up abruptly, his eyes bloodshot, a terrifying killing intent erupting from his entire body.

"If I find you, I will tear you into ten thousand pieces!"

His Ah Yin had been stolen.

Uprooted, not even the soul bone was spared.

Tang Hao slammed a fist into the rock wall with a boom, smashing a large crater into the hard stone and causing the entire mountain to tremble slightly.

He rushed out of the cave like a wounded beast, crashing through the forest, searching everywhere for any possible clues.

He crouched down to examine the marks on the ground; there were footprints in the dirt, small footprints.

The prints were light, suggesting the intruder was not heavy—perhaps someone small in stature, or someone who had deliberately controlled their strength.

Could a child have done this?

But if it were a child, how did they climb the cliff face, and how did they pass through the waterfall?

Following the footprints, Tang Hao tracked them all the way to the main road, but with people and carriages coming and going, there were no footprints left to be found.

The trail ended there; could it be that Ah Yin was truly lost forever?

He even returned to Holy Soul Village, comparing the footprints of every child, but none of them matched.

Tang Hao collapsed, sitting at the cave entrance, wailing toward the mound of dirt.

"No matter who you are... even if you run to the ends of the earth, I will drag you out."

Ah Yin, my Ah Yin!

He still did not know that his wife had already been propagated, being eaten as a snack every single day.

The culprit, Gu Qingshan, was currently lying in a bathtub in a villa in Martial Soul City.

Emerald-green medicinal water rose past his shoulders; the temperature was just right, neither too hot nor too cold.

He stuffed a handful of Blue Silver Leaf into his mouth, squinting his eyes in comfort.

Ah Yin's main root system had been transplanted by him into a purple clay flowerpot, placed on the balcony where the sunlight was most abundant.

Gu Qingshan's care for it could be described as meticulous.

The soil was humus specially transported back from the Star Dou Great Forest, and the water used was dew collected in the early morning.

Even the morning farm fertilizer was poured onto Ah Yin.

Under Gu Qingshan's meticulous care, new branches sprouted every day.

The new branches were then clipped off and propagated in the courtyard.

The Blue Silver Emperor grew at an exceptionally fast rate in the right environment, and the Blue Silver Grass in the courtyard grew denser and more widespread by the day.

Now, the entire courtyard was filled with "special" Blue Silver Grass, and he was already considering whether to cultivate a second yard.

He couldn't eat it all!

Every one of these propagated seedlings inherited the genes and characteristics of the parent plant, containing surging vitality.

Gu Qingshan's health bar was rising rapidly every single day.