Tang Chuan Obtains a Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Bone and a Title Douluo-Level Protector (Please Follow)

Ah Yin's movements froze for a moment, then she repeated them several times.

But each time, her hands passed straight through little Tang Chuan's body.

As if realizing something, Ah Yin lowered her head in bewilderment and stared at her hands.

The Mutated Blue Silver Grass standing dozens of meters away with its back to her remained silent.

Seeing this, Tang Hao closed his eyes and turned his head away. This was even more painful than the wounds on his body.

When Spirit Hall had hunted her down and she had fled for days to save her life, Ah Yin had not cried.

When Qian Xunji's sword had pierced her body and destroyed most of her life force, Ah Yin had not cried.

When she had sacrificed her soul and realized that she might not be able to accompany her child as he grew up, Ah Yin had not cried.

When the Mutated Blue Silver Grass had promised to raise her child in her place and protect him with its life, Ah Yin had not cried either.

But now, merely being unable to embrace her child was enough to break the always resilient and composed Ah Yin. Soundless tears fell one after another down her smooth cheeks.

Only then did she realize that the moment when they had been held hostage had already been her final embrace.

Helplessly, Ah Yin carefully examined every detail of little Tang Chuan from head to toe, wanting to deeply etch her child's appearance into her mind. This was the last gift she could take away from this world.

"Right, a gift." Ah Yin suddenly came back to her senses and used what little strength she had left to control the Blue Silver Grass, gently placing an exquisite Spirit Bone in Tang Chuan's arms.

"I'm sorry, Chuan'er. This is a belated birthday gift. Mommy is sorry that I won't be able to watch you grow up."

"You must listen to your sister, don't be naughty, don't be picky with food, don't stay up late, make more friends, and respect your elders."

"Maybe one day, when you learn what happened to us, you'll be angry. But Mommy hopes you'll live well. Don't seek revenge, don't hate anyone. You've already suffered enough. Mommy doesn't want you to live burdened by hatred."

"If you meet a girl as beautiful as Mommy in the future, you must be careful. Pretty girls are the best at deceiving people."

"Mommy will become a star in the sky. When you're lost, when you feel lonely, look up at the stars. Mommy will definitely be the brightest one among them, so you'll spot me at a glance."

"Chuan'er, Mommy loves you."

"Mommy will always love you."

"Forever, forever."

Ah Yin pressed her face beside Tang Chuan's cheek and revealed a satisfied smile. Then, she slowly turned into starlight and scattered between heaven and earth.

Yet in the final instant before she lost consciousness, she vaguely saw a woman with an extremely blurred face standing not far away. The woman seemed to be saying something, but Ah Yin could not hear it clearly. Still, the mark on the woman's forehead, resembling the Tree of Life, left a deep impression on her.

Ding! The first part of Black World's Tang Chuan's life experience has finished playing. In five minutes, the life experience of White World's Tang San before and after his Martial Soul awakening will begin playing.

Black World.

Tang Chuan took a deep breath, his eyes lowered.

Beside him, Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong had both cried so hard they could barely catch their breath, yet they were still trying hard to think.

How could they comfort Tang Chuan so he would not feel so miserable?

They had not noticed.

A graceful figure had long since been standing quietly behind them, saying nothing. She merely extended her soft little hands and gently wrapped them around Tang Chuan's neck.

An air of tranquil serenity, like a gentle spring breeze, flowed around this woman. Her long water-blue hair hung straight down.

She had a delicately defined oval face, brows like distant mountains, eyes like autumn waters, and plump rosy lips that were full but not ostentatious. A faint smile always lingered on them, and even the air around her seemed to soften.

She wore a pale white silk gauze dress. Her slender waist was so fine it seemed it could be grasped in one hand, while the dress clung to her proud curves, perfectly outlining her gentle and tranquil temperament.

"Lan Yin, when did you get here?"

Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong were startled by Lan Yin's sudden action.

Lan Yin smiled faintly, then leaned close to Tang Chuan's ear and softly said, "Your Highness, if your heart hurts, you can lean against me, just like when we were children."

"No, you've misunderstood."

Tang Chuan shook his head, then slowly stood up and raised a hand to point at the Heavenly Screen.

"I'm not upset. I'm happy. Didn't you notice the scene from the last few seconds?"

The three of them wore puzzled expressions.

Tang Chuan smiled and explained.

"The figure my mother saw at the end was actually a glimpse from the God King, the Goddess of Life. Perhaps she could not bear it, or perhaps there was another reason, so she acted to preserve the last wisp of my mother's soul within the Blue Silver Emperor's Right Leg Bone."

"After all, gods cannot interfere with the lower realm at will. I'm already deeply grateful that she was willing to act. At least she left me a glimmer of hope and gave me even greater motivation to strive for godhood."

"So, Brother Chuan, your mother isn't dead? Her soul is just too weak, and you'll need to become a god before you can revive her?" Ning Rongrong was the first to react, her voice full of astonishment.

"That's wonderful." Xiao Wu smiled through her tears as well, letting out a long breath of relief.

"I see. Then the faint aura I sensed from the Blue Silver Emperor's Right Leg Bone before wasn't an illusion." Lan Yin nodded to herself.

"This Heavenly Screen is rather interesting. I never expected it to give me such a huge surprise."

Tang Chuan had finally let go of the obsession in his heart and was in an excellent mood. He decided to temporarily forgive the Heavenly Screen for the offense of trying to broadcast his dark history.

Meanwhile, in White World.

Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, Hu Liena, and the other more emotional girls were similarly crying uncontrollably.

Zhu Zhuqing lowered her head in silence.

Qian Renxue was expressionless, but as she stared at Ah Yin's gentle face, deep envy flickered in her eyes.

If only her mother could also... Sigh...

Of course, aside from them.

Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo, the Spirit Hall consecrates, Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, the experts of the Clear Sky Sect, the experts of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Flender, Yu Xiaogang, Tang San, and the others were focused on something else.

They recalled the stunning treasure in little Tang Chuan's arms.

Their eyes were filled with fervor, envy, and jealousy.

Spirit Bone.

Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Bone.

A baby who had only recently been born had so easily obtained a Heavenly Treasure that countless people pursued their entire lives. Was anyone else supposed to live?

Amid such a lively atmosphere, Tang San alone seemed particularly abnormal.

He stared blankly at the Heavenly Screen for quite a while, his eyes full of confusion.

Since Tang Chuan of Black World had a Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Bone.

Then where was my Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Bone?