Finally Meet the Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin

After the Blue Silver King relayed what Jiang Li had told it to the remaining Blue Silver Kings of the tens-of-thousands-of-years level, they all expressed their willingness to be transplanted into the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.

To be able to have their cultivation levels soar while simultaneously guarding their previous Emperor—it was exactly what they had been praying for!

They expressed that they were truly eager to make progress!

Originally, Jiang Li had intended for them all to enter the Wishful Hundred Treasure Pouch, so that after he transplanted the main body of Ah Yin, he could head directly to the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well without having to return to the Blue Silver Forest.

But now, he realized his plan seemed a bit hasty.

The Blue Silver Forest was covered in the root systems of these Blue Silver Kings; trying to collect them into a storage Soul Tool seemed rather impossible.

As the Blue Silver Supreme Emperor, he couldn't very well stuff all his subjects into the Human Emperor Banner, could he?

After Jiang Li voiced his problem, the leading Blue Silver King spoke up, "Emperor, these are not issues. We can shrink our forms to the size of a normal Blue Silver Grass. In that case, it should not cause you any trouble, Emperor."

Hearing the Blue Silver King say this, Jiang Li nodded to signal that they could begin.

If they could be packed up and taken away directly like this, that would be the best possible outcome.

Soon, over a dozen blue-gold rays of light shot into the sky, and the selected Blue Silver Kings rapidly shrank their forms to a size Jiang Li could handle.

"Tang San, go and transplant them into the Wishful Hundred Treasure Pouch."

"Later, we will head to the place where your mother's main body is likely located."

"Understood, Master."

Tang San took the Wishful Hundred Treasure Pouch from Jiang Li's hand, moving with the speed of someone who had been injected with adrenaline.

Soon... soon he would be able to see the mother he had missed day and night!

These Blue Silver Kings were the loyal beasts who would later guard his mother's growth, so Tang San took care to avoid damaging their root systems as much as possible during the transplant.

When the master and disciple had loaded almost all the Blue Silver Kings from the Blue Silver Forest into the Wishful Hundred Treasure Pouch, Tang San took one last look at the 'home' where his mother had lived for who knew how many tens of thousands of years. He turned around, felt another call echoing in his heart, and said to Jiang Li beside him, "Master, let's go."

"Very well."

As Tang San followed the sensation in his heart, he quickly realized that the path they were walking was the same one they had taken to get here.

After some time, Tang San discovered they had arrived outside Nuoding City, but it was clear their destination was not here.

The master and disciple continued walking, and when Tang San realized the location of his mother's main body seemed to be near Holy Soul Village, his entire being felt unsettled.

He said to Jiang Li in a voice that was almost trembling, "Master, this is the small village where I grew up."

However, the only response he received was a faint "Mm" from Jiang Li.

As always, some things needed to be guessed by Tang San himself for him to reach the truth he sought; Jiang Li only needed to provide guidance from the sidelines from time to time.

Otherwise, if he, as the master, were to speak too much, his filial and obedient disciple might mistake it for him sowing discord between father and son.

At this moment, Tang San was extremely confused. Having gone out with Jiang Li and learned so many secrets, he was no longer the naive novice he once was.

Since his mother was a hundred-thousand-year Blue Silver Emperor who had taken human form, her strength surely wouldn't be weak.

And if his father could withstand his mother's hundred-thousand-year spirit ring and escape unscathed from those pursuers who were courting death, then his father's strength went without saying.

But why, all these years, had his father kept his mother's main body in this tiny Holy Soul Village?

Before he awakened his martial soul, his father not letting him see his mother, or his constant drinking and decadence—the former could be attributed to his father thinking he was still young and shouldn't know such secrets.

The latter could be explained as his father's self-reproach for failing to protect his mother, leading to his state of despair.

But... but...

The Blue Silver Forest was only a short distance from Holy Soul Village; why didn't his father return his mother's main body to the Blue Silver Forest?

Tang San lowered his head, his eyes bloodshot.

He didn't understand; he truly didn't understand at all.

"Alright, Tang San, let's go to where your mother is first."

"I think you will find everything you want to know there."

Tang San nodded silently with his head bowed. Upon returning to the smithy where he had lived for six years, he found his father was not inside, but he said nothing.

He followed the guidance in his heart, leading Jiang Li quickly to a waterfall behind Holy Soul Village.

At this moment, the call that seemed to originate from his very soul grew increasingly intense.

Tang San raised his head, his eyes turning purple.

He was certain his mother had been hidden by his father behind this waterfall.

"Master..."

Jiang Li understood. He raised his hand and summoned his Blue Silver Emperor martial soul to bind Tang San, and immediately, countless Blue Silver vines erupted from the ground, forming a ladder made of Blue Silver Grass that connected all the way to a hidden cave behind the waterfall.

"Let's go, Tang San."

An unprecedented feeling emerged in Tang San's heart.

It was a longing for the maternal love he had lacked in both lifetimes, and the nervousness of being about to see the mother of this life.

At the same time, he was filled with countless questions of his own.

The master and disciple soon arrived inside a massive cavern hidden behind the waterfall.

Tang San scanned the area with eyes glowing a faint purple, discovering numerous traces of man-made excavation.

Without a doubt, this was his father's handiwork.

However, the cold, damp sensation in the air made him instinctively knit his brows; as a former disciple of the Tang Sect, he possessed the fundamental knowledge of how to cultivate a plant.

The two continued to walk forward until they reached a vast stone chamber that clearly showed signs of human construction.

A beam of light poured down from above, landing precisely in the center of the room.

Tang San looked up to see a circular hole carved into the ceiling, allowing sunlight to slant in from the outside and illuminate the fine dust motes dancing in the air.

Following the direction of the light, his gaze slowly drifted toward the very center.

There, a small mound of earth half a meter high rose from the ground...

Tang San felt his heart skip a beat; he could not believe what he was seeing!

A single stalk of Blue Silver Grass, radiating an aura of immense familiarity, grew all alone atop that silent mound.