Blue Silver Grass Demigod's Inheritance?! Tang Hao: This Blue Silver Grass Demigod Has Lived for Twenty Thousand Years?!

Meanwhile, in a secluded tavern within Soto City.

In the corner, a burly man draped in a tattered cloak, reeking of alcohol, stared intently through the window at the golden Ranking Screen in the sky.

It was none other than Tang Hao.

"What the hell is this...?"

Tang Hao took a hard swig of cheap ale, his eyes filled with shock and deep concern.

"If this Ranking Screen exposes my plan to secretly raise Xiao San and seek revenge against Wuhun Hall, then Xiao San will be in danger!"

Tang Hao clenched the wine cup in his hand.

"Xiao San is only twelve this year. He still needs at least another decade or so before he can truly grow strong enough to stand against Wuhun Hall."

Tang Hao frowned deeply and muttered to himself.

"But this Ranking Screen will begin its rankings in ten days, and it will even bestow rewards.

The structure of Douluo Continent is about to undergo a massive upheaval. Xiao San's growth rate definitely won't be able to keep up with the changes in this world!"

At that thought, a powerful impatience surged through Tang Hao's heart.

Just then, a gentle blue figure suddenly flashed through his mind.

Twenty years ago, Ah Yin had nestled against his chest and softly told him an ancient legend of the Blue Silver Clan.

"Hao, do you know?

Our Blue Silver Clan once produced an unbelievable being."

In his memories, Ah Yin's voice was gentle and filled with reverence.

"Twenty thousand years ago, there was the first Soul Master in the history of Douluo Continent to awaken a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul.

His talent was originally terrible, and everyone regarded it as a useless Martial Soul.

Yet he rose against the heavens and ultimately even reached the realm of a Demigod!"

"Even I... only gained sentience after being personally nurtured by that Blue Silver Grass Demigod.

In the sacred land of our clan, the Blue Silver Forest, that Demigod Lord's inheritance may still remain."

"Blue Silver Grass Demigod... inheritance..."

Tang Hao's eyes suddenly widened. His entire body trembled, and a terrifying gleam instantly erupted from his previously clouded gaze.

"That's right!

How could I have forgotten about this?!"

In his excitement, Tang Hao crushed the wine cup in his hand, allowing the liquor to spill across the table.

"If the inheritance left behind by that Blue Silver Grass Demigod from twenty thousand years ago is truly hidden in the Blue Silver Forest,

then it would be an immense stroke of fortune for Xiao San's Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul!"

As long as Xiao San obtained a Demigod's inheritance, his strength would surely soar, enough to face the coming upheaval across the continent!

Tang Hao abruptly rose to his feet and casually tossed several copper soul coins onto the table.

"I can't wait any longer!"

Tang Hao pulled his hood lower and strode out of the tavern.

"I have to go to the Blue Silver Forest immediately. No matter what, I must find that inheritance for Xiao San!"

Before his words had even faded, Tang Hao had turned into a streak of black light and vanished at the end of Soto City's streets.

Blue Silver Forest.

Towering ancient trees intertwined with endless Blue Silver Grass, giving off a tranquil, ancient aura.

A streak of black light crashed down with a boom, and the violent gale made the surrounding Blue Silver Grass sway fiercely.

Tang Hao tore off his tattered cloak, swept his blazing gaze across the area, and called out in a deep voice:

"Blue Silver King, come out and meet me!"

As his voice fell, the Blue Silver Grass throughout the forest seemed to come alive, swaying without wind.

An exceptionally thick Blue Silver Grass vine slowly rose up, gathering into an aged human face in midair.

"Human... it's you."

The Blue Silver King's voice carried the weight of age and a trace of concealed hostility.

"You failed to protect our Emperor. Why have you come here now?"

Pain flashed through Tang Hao's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by resolve.

"I will avenge Ah Yin!

Sooner or later, I will uproot Wuhun Hall completely!

But I came today for Xiao San, for Ah Yin's flesh and blood!"

"The young master?"

The Blue Silver King's expression softened somewhat.

"That's right."

Tang Hao stepped forward, his burning gaze fixed upon the Blue Silver King.

"The continent is changing, and the Ranking Screen has descended.

Xiao San needs greater strength to face the crises of the future.

Ah Yin once told me that twenty thousand years ago, the Blue Silver Clan produced a Blue Silver Grass Demigod!

I need to know where his inheritance lies!"

At the word "Demigod," the Blue Silver King in midair suddenly began to tremble violently.

Extreme reverence and panic surfaced upon his aged face.

"Outrageous!"

The Blue Silver King roared furiously, and all the Blue Silver Grass in the forest began to dance wildly.

"You dare covet the Ancestor Lord's power?!"

Tang Hao frowned, refusing to yield.

"I do not covet it. I'm doing this for Ah Yin's bloodline!

As long as it can make Xiao San stronger, I will brave even mountains of blades and seas of fire!

Tell me, where is that Demigod's inheritance site?"

"Foolish human, you understand nothing at all!"

The Blue Silver King's voice trembled with agitation.

"The Ancestor Lord is named Lan Yu. He is the true god of our Blue Silver Clan!

He left behind no inheritance because... he never died!"

"What?!"

Tang Hao's pupils shrank violently. As if struck by lightning, he cried out in shock.

"He never died?

How is that possible?!

He was a figure from twenty thousand years ago. Unless he became a god, how could he have lived until now?!"

"How could a mortal like you possibly fathom the Ancestor Lord's realm?"

The Blue Silver King snorted coldly, his tone brimming with fervent worship.

"Back then, even the Ah Yin Emperor you speak of

was only fortunate enough to receive a drop of dew that fell while the Ancestor Lord slept. That was how she gained sentience and ultimately cultivated into a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast!"

Tang Hao sucked in a cold breath, and stormy waves surged through his heart.

A single drop of dew had created Ah Yin, a Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor?!

Then just how terrifying was this ancestor named Lan Yu?

"Where is he now?"

Tang Hao pressed urgently.

"Since he is the ancestor of the Blue Silver Clan, Xiao San has awakened the Blue Silver Empress Bloodline. If he could receive his guidance..."

"Stop dreaming."

The Blue Silver King cut him off without ceremony.

"The Ancestor Lord's whereabouts are a mystery. He has long since withdrawn from worldly affairs.

Not to mention you—even I have no idea where he sleeps.

Anyone who dares forcibly seek him out will meet no good end!"

Tang Hao clenched his fists, his eyes full of unwillingness.

"Is there... not even a single clue?"

The Blue Silver King fell silent for a moment, then slowly raised his head and looked toward the golden Ranking Screen in the sky.

"Perhaps you do not need to search for him at all."

The Blue Silver King spoke faintly, his voice carrying an indescribable reverence.

"Since this Ranking Screen intends to rank the peak experts of the entire continent...

with the Ancestor Lord's foundation, there is no way he could be overlooked.

Ten days from now, perhaps all of Douluo Continent will remember the terror of being dominated by the Ancestor Lord."

Star Dou Great Forest, core region.

The tranquil Lake of Life reflected the dazzling golden Ranking Screen in the sky.