Deal Complete, Soul Bone Mine

Qian Qizhou looked at him calmly, unmoved by Tang Hao's suspicion, and simply stated the facts: "I have no reason to deceive you."

In Tang Hao's current state, even as a Titled Douluo, he was powerless to resist.

"I don't need to weave lies, nor do I need to waste more words with you."

"The transaction was simply because it was my preferred choice, not my only one."

Tang Hao fell silent for a long time, the air filled only with the faint cries of an infant and his own heavy, pained breaths.

His eyes surged with unspeakable grief and struggle.

And a sliver of despair, forced to grasp at any faint hope by the cruel reality that had cornered him.

He trembled, extending his hand extremely slowly, reaching into his embrace, and taking out an item.

It was a soul bone, crystal clear, flowing with warm and majestic life energy, emitting a soft blue-gold halo.

Within the light, one could still feel the will of unwavering love and protection until death.

This was the sole relic left by the hundred-thousand-year Blue Silver Emperor, Tang Hao's wife, Ah Yin.

He handed this soul bone, heavy as a mountain, to Qian Qizhou: "Here, I hope you will keep your promise."

Even if this person was deceiving him, this soul bone was beyond saving.

Ah Yin was dead, and he could die too, but their child could not die here...

Qian Qizhou took the soul bone, nodded slightly, and examined it with interest for a moment: "This is a hundred-thousand-year soul bone? Truly unique and extraordinary."

Seeing this, Tang Hao quickly reminded him: "What about your promise?!"

The young man did not answer immediately, but with a thought, he stored the precious soul bone into his storage soul tool.

Then, he looked up at Tang Hao and said calmly, "Rest assured."

As he spoke, three spirit rings appeared beneath his feet—purple, purple, black!

Tang Hao's pupils contracted sharply, and he looked at the person before him in disbelief.

Such a spirit ring configuration... how was it possible? He was merely a Spirit Master, yet he could withstand ten-thousand-year spirit rings?

But immediately after, unparalleled joy and hope instantly overwhelmed his shock!

Since he was so unique, perhaps he possessed unimaginable power?

Then, under Tang Hao's expectant gaze, Qian Qizhou's figure retreated, slowly rising into the air.

As the third spirit ring beneath his feet suddenly lit up, he raised his hand, palm facing the Blue Silver Emperor seedling stubbornly swaying in the ruins: "Dawn's Poem."

Instantly, the entire sky seemed to be rendered by an invisible brush, transforming into pure, warm gold.

A gentle breeze arose from nowhere, softly brushing across the scarred earth. Wherever it passed, the scorched soil began to show a faint trace of life.

Gentle golden energy flowed like a babbling brook from Qian Qizhou's palm, continuously pouring into the tiny Blue Silver Emperor seedling.

This was his only non-offensive spirit skill at the moment.

Dawn's Poem could instantly turn a certain area into a domain absolutely favorable to oneself.

As long as one was within it, not only would oneself and allies be immune to all negative statuses.

All allies within the domain would also have their all-attribute stats increased by 50%, with continuous recovery of spirit power and life force.

Enemy attacks entering the domain would also have their power weakened by 20%.

Under this enhancement, the weak Blue Silver Emperor seedling began to regain its vigorous life force at a visible speed!

However, he had not designated Tang Hao as an ally.

After all, they were strangers. If he healed Tang Hao's injuries, no one could guarantee that he wouldn't resist again.

If he went back on his word, wouldn't he be in danger facing a Titled Douluo?

As time quietly passed, the golden domain covering the valley slowly dissipated, and the sky returned to its original color.

Qian Qizhou retracted his spirit skill, and the brilliant wings and crown phantom around him also vanished.

He landed lightly on the ground, his face slightly pale, clearly having expended a great deal of energy to maintain such a large-scale domain.

As soon as he steadied himself, Tang Hao eagerly asked, his voice filled with trepidation: "How is it?!"

Qian Qizhou did not answer, but first glanced at the Blue Silver Emperor, which had already grown to over a meter tall, its entire body flowing with a vigorous blue-gold halo, its leaves crystal clear. He couldn't help but twitch his lips.

He turned his head, looking at Tang Hao with an almost speechless expression, and said irritably, "How is it? Can't you see?"

He pointed to the vibrant plant: "Our transaction is complete. I have restored her life essence and preserved her most fundamental spiritual consciousness from annihilation."

"But the sacrifice has already burned away her entire hundred-thousand years of cultivation. I don't have the ability to replenish it out of thin air."

The implication was clear: her life was saved, but nothing else could be done.

To recover to her former state, she could only wait.

"What you need to do now is find a safe place, transplant her back, and nurture her well."

Qian Qizhou estimated: "At this rate of life force recovery, by the time your son is in his teens, her accumulated spirituality should be enough for simple conscious communication with you."

"As for when she can transform into a human again..." He shook his head: "I don't know about that."

Hearing this, Tang Hao immediately focused his senses to perceive the state of that Blue Silver Emperor.

Even though it had become like this, that familiar soul aura was real and true!

Immense joy instantly overwhelmed his tense defenses.

He ignored his severely injured body and struggled to express his gratitude to Qian Qizhou, "Thank you, sir! Thank you!"

As long as Ah Yin could come back to life, it didn't matter if he had to wait forever, accompanying Ah Yin.

To him, as long as his wife still had hope of returning, no matter how long he waited, it was far better than a complete and final farewell.

Qian Qizhou stood to the side, watching Tang Hao reveal an indescribable complex emotion of grief, cherish, and recovery towards that Blue Silver Emperor, a barely perceptible hint of confusion flashing in his eyes.

Even though he had known for a long time, but towards a spirit beast... and a plant-type spirit beast...

Perhaps this world had gone mad? He, for one, truly couldn't understand this kind of cross-species...

However, for him, the transaction was complete, and the promise had been fulfilled.

He raised his head to look at the sky, which was gradually darkening, and no longer lingered. He said to Tang Hao, who was still immersed in immense emotional fluctuations, "This place has experienced a great battle. Leave as soon as possible. Good luck."

As his voice fell, he said no more. He summoned his spirit, his spirit energy stirred slightly, and in just a moment, he flew away from there.

Reminded by Qian Qizhou, Tang Hao also reacted.

Indeed, this place had just experienced a great battle. Although the people from Spirit Hall had temporarily retreated, they could return at any time, or attract other prying eyes.

He endured the backlash pain from his shattered spirit rings and his body's weakness, struggling to muster the little strength he had left.

After digging Ah Yin out of the ground, Tang Hao fled with his wife and son.

After all, he didn't believe Qian Xunji would retreat without sending more people to hunt him down.