"Don't mention that bastard!"
Yin Chuan knew she was talking about Tang Hao and could not help gritting his teeth.
What was so good about Haozi?
Always hiding and running,
without a shred of responsibility!
After sparring with Tang Hao back then, Tang Hao had even regarded him as a kindred spirit.
So Tang Hao treated every repeated warning from his friend like a fart, huh?
He had long known Haozi was unreliable and had tried to persuade Ah Yin, but she simply would not listen.
Back then, Yin Chuan only had ninety thousand years of cultivation and had not grown legs yet!
The moment his cultivation reached one hundred thousand years, he immediately took human form, but it was already too late. He was not in any hurry to change anything now.
"Ah..."
Ah Yin sighed and fell silent.
As for Tang Hao,
she truly was somewhat disappointed in him,
but she felt very reassured about Yin Chuan.
"Xiao Chuan, you are someone with ideas and convictions."
"I can rest easy leaving Xiao San to you."
"My strength is limited right now, so I will sleep for a while first."
Ah Yin's consciousness gradually sank into silence.
Yin Chuan began considering his next arrangements.
Should he move Ah Yin to the Lake of Life?
Or should he make use of that waste and have Haozi protect Ah Yin?
Actually,
Yin Chuan preferred moving Ah Yin to the Lake of Life.
Not only would Ah Yin recover faster there, but with a family member in Gu Yuena's hands, he could also gain more trust from the Co-Lord of Soul Beasts.
The drawback was obvious as well.
Ah Yin would become a hostage...
How could a great man born between heaven and earth remain dejected beneath another for long?
He already had a system, so why the hell should he follow the Silver Dragon King?
Yin Chuan needed to alter his plans.
He had never intended to visit the Silver Dragon King in the Land of Great Calamity. What future did soul beasts even have? Gu Yuena was even more brainless.
It was King of Ten Thousand Monsters, with five hundred and twenty thousand years of cultivation, who had approached him first.
After the two reached certain agreements,
King of Ten Thousand Monsters began taking an interest in him and introduced him to Gu Yuena. Only then did he gradually earn Gu Yuena's favor...
Previously, the Silver Dragon King had indeed been Yin Chuan's greatest source of support.
But now that the Good Uncle System had bound itself to him, and Tang San had a Golden Dragon King inside him,
he had to think more carefully for this family.
"Better make use of that waste and have Tang Hao watch over my sister."
Yin Chuan made up his mind.
Though he found that bastard Tang Hao extremely irritating, that bastard truly was the best choice at present.
"Mom!"
Tang San woke from his sleep, his face covered in tears as he anxiously called out for Ah Yin.
But this time, he received no response.
A sense of panic at having gained something only to lose it instantly filled Tang San's heart, leaving him terribly flustered.
Had he just reunited with his mother, without even having time to say much to her or show her filial devotion, only to be separated from her again?
"Uncle!"
Tang San looked to Yin Chuan helplessly.
"Don't panic. Your mother lacks energy and has entered a dormant state."
"She is here. You do not need to worry about her safety."
"We should go."
"When you return next time, your mother's condition will be much better. Save whatever you want to say for then."
Yin Chuan had already packed his belongings and did not intend to remain in Blue Silver Forest for long.
"Phew..."
"Alright!"
Tang San took a deep breath, closed his eyes, then opened them again. They were filled with determination and resolve.
He knelt before Ah Yin,
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Tang San kowtowed three times.
"Mother, a good man's ambitions lie in all four directions. Your son will travel the world with Uncle. Once I achieve fame and success, I will return to see you!"
Although Tang San dearly wished to remain by his mother's side and fulfill his filial duty,
he understood even more clearly the expectations of his mother and uncle. He could not be too weak.
Their family had unusual identities. Only power, only becoming stronger, would allow them to stand firm in this world.
Yin Chuan quietly waited for Tang San.
Once Tang San had finished saying farewell to Ah Yin, uncle and nephew set out on their journey once more.
Holy Soul Village.
"You're Tang San?!"
Old Jack was so frightened that he nearly dropped dead on the spot.
This young master was Tang San?
Had he gone senile, or had the world gone mad?
"Grandpa Jack, it really is me."
"My Martial Soul had not fully awakened before. Well, my uncle came and helped me awaken it, and then my appearance changed."
Tang San explained with a secret sense of satisfaction.
How was this not returning home in glory, richly dressed and triumphant?
Before, he had been a blacksmith's son.
Now, he was the crown prince of the Blue Silver Royal Clan!
"So that's how it is..."
"Good!"
"Xiao San, I told you that with Innate Full Soul Power, you were surely no ordinary child! How could you have a useless Martial Soul?"
"Master Su Yuntao made a mistake. Come on, Grandpa will take you to find him!"
After thinking it over for a while, Old Jack believed Tang San's explanation and immediately felt dissatisfied with Su Yuntao's verdict that he possessed a useless Martial Soul.
A Martial Soul truly could affect one's appearance.
Tang San's explanation was highly convincing.
However,
an invisible, thick barrier had now appeared between Old Jack and Tang San.
Before, Tang San had been the blacksmith's son who needed his care.
Now, Tang San's uncle clearly looked both wealthy and influential, while Tang San had become someone beyond Old Jack's reach.
Old Jack was puzzled.
How had that useless Tang Hao found such a good wife?
"There is no need to explain anything to the Spirit Hall deacon."
"Keep this matter secret."
"Also, sir, Xiao San said you have cared for him greatly. As Xiao San's uncle, I am deeply grateful."
"A small token of appreciation. Please accept it."
Yin Chuan placed down a bag of Silver Soul Coins.
It was a considerable sum, but not too much—just enough. Giving Gold Soul Coins instead would have harmed Old Jack.
"You are too courteous."
Old Jack was no fool. He knew this was Yin Chuan's payment for silence, and he sighed inwardly at how meticulous Soul Masters were in handling matters.
Still, Tang San had escaped his original family.
That alone made him very happy.
"There are still work-study student slots in the village, right?"
Yin Chuan asked quietly.
"There are."
"You want Xiao San to attend school as a work-study student?"
Old Jack found it strange.
Tang San's uncle did not look like someone short of money, so why would he still have Tang San become a work-study student?
Could he be some vicious uncle who wanted to mistreat Tang San...
"Yes. I do not want Xiao San's life to change too drastically all at once."
Yin Chuan smiled faintly.
There was an old acquaintance of his at Nuoding Academy—the hundred-thousand-year-old rogue rabbit. He could not miss this chance.
"Alright, then..."
Old Jack looked at Tang San. Seeing that Tang San's expression was normal and showed none of the grievance of someone being bullied, he finally let the matter go.
That was true.
No matter how badly he was mistreated, it could not be worse than Tang Hao's treatment.
Yin Chuan, Tang San, and Old Jack arrived at Nuoding Academy.
"Innate Full Soul Power?"
"Blue Silver Grass!"
The gatekeeper took the Martial Soul certificate, his voice filled with surprise.
But seeing that Yin Chuan and Tang San looked wealthy and distinguished, he did not dare make things difficult for them and obediently let them through.
While they were being admitted here,
the road was blocked on the other side.
"I once conducted a major survey of 647 people whose Martial Souls were Blue Silver Grass. Among them, only sixteen possessed Soul Power, a probability of less than three percent..."
"According to my theory of the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul,"
"I can be certain that you possess another Martial Soul, and it is an exceedingly powerful one."
The sexy buzz-cut Yu Xiaogang stood atop the steps, looking down from above. His low, magnetic voice rang out as he calmly showed off.
As a genius who had reached Level 30 before turning fifty,
his words carried considerable authority!
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