Awakening the Blue Silver Emperor Bloodline, Third Brother Suddenly Becomes Third Sister

"My king, have you finally returned? So many years have passed, you..."

"Enough with the nonsense, awaken your Blue Silver Emperor Bloodline right now!"

Eh?

Blue Silver King was taken aback. What was going on? Why was this king in such a hurry? Shouldn't he first wonder why I called him king?

Moreover, the forest is so beautiful, yet the king is so irritable.

As a plant, Blue Silver King could not comprehend Tang San's grief after his QQ account was uninstalled.

"Your Majesty... then I need you to come to my side."

Upon hearing this, Tang San slapped his forehead. He had been so flustered that he had completely forgotten about this.

Driven by his urgency, Tang San disregarded his injuries and rushed toward the Blue Silver King, which shocked it even more.

Why does Wang seem so familiar with the forest?

Before long, Tang San arrived in front of the Blue Silver King.

"Speed! Help me awaken my bloodline and repair my body!"

Tang San emphasized the importance of repairing his body.

"My king, but with your current rank..."

"Never mind my level, speed!"

Tang San suddenly became agitated; he absolutely refused to continue living with his disabled body.

Seeing this, the Blue Silver King could only swallow his words and earnestly help Tang San awaken the Blue Silver Emperor's bloodline.

The power of the entire forest gathered together, transforming into a colossal aura that surged forth. Countless Blue Silver Grass emitted endless blue light, forming a vast, azure ocean.

Tang San's body resonated with this power, and a surge of heat rose within him, making Tang San feel warm.

This heat was extremely gentle and feminine, like a mother's embrace. Tang San could not resist it, nor did he want to. He let this feminine heat reshape his body.

Because of its low level, the passive resistance of Soul Power was negligible in the face of this heat.

Blue-gold light burst forth from Tang San's body, enveloping him in a warm halo, like a mother's embrace.

Tang San's Soul Ring manifested outside his body, and blue light invaded the Soul Ring.

As his mind was immersed in the warmth, Tang San vaguely sensed that this awakening seemed different.

His bones were making a series of soft cracking sounds, and the direction of his muscle fibers was being slowly rewoven.

Tang San felt his body being reshaped and adjusted, rewritten into another form.

Are you going to become handsome?

Tang San understood it this way, and secretly rejoiced.

Once he awakens, let Xiao Wu see just how handsome her third brother really is!

Can that damned Meng Chen compare to me?

While secretly pleased, Tang San also discovered that the force that had transformed him was far more powerful than he had anticipated.

He originally only wanted to use the awakening of his bloodline to repair the damaged parts, but the power that surged out seemed to carry too much of the yin and feminine life force.

Moreover, Tang San's current level is too low to resist this power, resulting in that place not only being repaired but also being modified.

It's going to get bigger, isn't it?

Tang San was even more surprised. In his previous life in Shu, there were Kunlun slaves. Although they had been killed, it was said that they were originally very large.

After this transformation, it will definitely be more than just a repair; it will become even bigger than the Kunlun slave, and you might even have to wrap it around your waist.

But Tang San couldn't see it. Under the shaping power, his face gradually softened, his Adam's apple shrank, his shoulders narrowed, and his skin became more radiant.

That force was like an invisible hand reshaping him, leaving no corner untouched—his internal organs, bones, flesh, and skin.

When it was all over, Tang San could no longer feel any pain in his lower body.

He couldn't help but feel overjoyed; it seemed he had finally become a man among men!

Tang San looked down at his hands. The wounds left from pounding the stone wall had been completely healed. His skin was now fair and slender, and his fingers were even longer and more graceful than before.

That's great! That's great!

Tang San couldn't resist using that soft hand to explore it, wanting to see if its development was normal.

The touch from his fingertips was wet and soft, symbolizing plumpness, but it wasn't the terrifying long snake that Tang San had imagined, long enough to wrap around his waist.

It's not a crack.

"No way..."

Tang San felt a little panicked. He took out a knife from the Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges and used the smooth, mirror-like blade to see his current appearance.

On the blade, the face was completely different from the Tang San he remembered. Although the outline of his eyebrows and eyes was still vaguely discernible, the whole face had become much softer.

Tang San looked at that unfamiliar, non-manly face, then continued looking down and noticed there was no Adam's apple.

He couldn't help but reach down, his hand trembling. He wished he wasn't fully healed yet, and that what he touched was just a wound, soft flesh beneath the skin, and wet blood.

But reality is cruel. No matter how hard Tang San tried to pry, he didn't feel any pain. Instead, he felt a tingling or numb sensation.

"No... no!"

Tang San broke out in a cold sweat, knelt down, and trembled violently all over.

He picked at it hard, hoping to feel some pain to tell himself that it was a wound, but the more he picked, the stranger it felt.

No! This isn't real, it hurts, it hurts!

A wave of joy washed over him, but in his extreme humiliation, Tang San didn't even have the strength to maintain his kneeling position.

He collapsed onto the muddy ground, convulsing with all his might. His robes slipped down as he moved, revealing the rounded curves of his shoulders and collarbone.

"This isn't real, it's not real..."

Although his body was convulsing with pleasure, Tang San cried out hoarsely. The entire forest, though not understanding why their emperor was not happy about the awakening, remained silent in compliance.

Falling leaves drifted down, obscuring Tang San's body as if to cover up his flaws.

Yu Tianheng picked up a fallen leaf and said to Meng Chen, "You're already thinking about your fifth Soul Ring so early?"

Meng Chen nodded. "That's about it."

The two were taking a walk within the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

Although Meng Chen is only at level 47, he feels he should plan ahead as early as possible.

Yu Tianheng thought for a moment, then his expression suddenly became serious. "In that case... my grandfather once mentioned it to me. He said that our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect's ancestor once discovered a Thunder Hell Vine, which might be just what you need."

Holy crap?!

Meng Chen was immediately pleasantly surprised.

A Thunder Hell Vine? What could be more fitting for his Martial Soul?

He had always thought that this kind of Soul Beast had become extinct on the Douluo Continent.

After all, he had read through so many of the Ye Family's medical books and ancient texts, and most of the records about the Thunder Hell Vine only described the characteristics of this Soul Beast. Although they were specific, they never mentioned where this Soul Beast could be found.

I never imagined that the ancestor of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect had actually met him?

"Did your grandfather say whether that Thunder Hell Vine is still around? How many years of cultivation has it undergone?"

Meng Chen asked in surprise.

Yu Tianheng recalled carefully, "It seems that when our ancestor discovered it, the Thunder Hell Vine was already Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. Because only the sect leader of that generation escaped, the place where the Thunder Hell Vine was discovered was designated as a forbidden area."