Early the next morning, a thin veil of mist shrouded Holy Soul Village, and the fresh scent of earth and grass filled the air. Sunlight streamed through the window lattice onto the wooden bed. Tang Wulin rubbed his sleepy eyes and crawled out from beneath the soft covers. He had slept especially soundly in his grandmother Ah Yin's embrace last night, as though he had returned to the carefree days of childhood.
The moment he stepped out of his room, Tang Wulin saw his grandmother Ah Yin standing in the courtyard, quietly watching the blades of blue silver grass unfurl their leaves in the morning light. Her gaze was gentle and profound, as though she were holding a silent conversation with the plants.
"Good morning, Grandma." Tang Wulin ran over on his short little legs and greeted her in his sweet, childish voice.
Ah Yin turned to look at her little grandson, as exquisite as carved jade, her eyes brimming with affection. She crouched down, gently straightened his slightly rumpled collar, and asked softly, "Good morning, Little Wulin. Did you sleep well last night?"
"Yes! Really well!" Tang Wulin nodded vigorously, a happy smile spreading across his face.
Ah Yin smiled and stroked his head. Suddenly, as though something had occurred to her, her expression grew a little more serious. "Oh, Little Wulin, Little Seven told me that your Blue Silver Emperor martial soul has evolved into the legendary 'Blue Silver Emperor Sovereign.' Is that true? And unlike other martial souls, she can actually speak on her own?"
Tang Wulin paused, then nodded obediently. "Yes, Grandma. Sis was right. After my Blue Silver Emperor fused with the Golden Dragon King bloodline and benefited from some special opportunities, she really did mutate and evolve. Now she has her own consciousness, can