The Blue Silver Grass across the entire Blue Silver Forest stirred without wind, their cyan-blue leaves swaying in the breeze.
This was the innate talent bestowed upon the Blue Silver King.
On the original timeline, it was also this Blue Silver King that helped Tang San awaken his Blue Silver Emperor bloodline.
As the son of a Soul Beast, Tang San had also relied on the life force contributed by hundreds of millions of strands of Blue Silver Grass to independently condense a ten-thousand-year soul ring most suited to himself.
From then on, the trash martial soul Blue Silver Grass transformed into the Blue Silver Emperor.
It also allowed the Blue Silver Emperor to begin possessing offensive capabilities that underwent a qualitative change in intensity-the Blue Silver Overlord Spear!
One could say this was a major turning point for Tang San as he marched toward being invincible among peers.
Now, all of this had yet to happen.
How could Chen Zhuo possibly let Tang San awaken his bloodline so smoothly in the future?
Therefore, he took away the Blue Silver Emperor, which was Tang San's biological mother.
That meddlesome Blue Silver King was also an entity he had to eradicate.
Countless strands of Blue Silver Grass swayed, as if gesturing and signaling to their emperor.
To put it nicely, this was loyalty.
To put it harshly, it meant the Blue Silver King was forcibly requisitioning and extracting the vitality of these ordinary strands of Blue Silver Grass.
Countless spots of light flew up like fireflies.
They merged into the giant cocoon formed by the Blue Silver King sacrificing itself.
The entire process lasted for seven days and seven nights.
The giant cocoon almost sucked dry the vitality of every strand of Blue Silver Grass in the Blue Silver Forest.
Clumps of Blue Silver Grass that were only ten or a hundred years old and had yet to give birth to sentience withered and died one after another.
All of this was to trade for a single heartbeat coming from within the cocoon.
Thump, thump...
As the sound of the heartbeat grew faster and faster, the giant cocoon constructed by the Blue Silver King seemed to have weathered thousands of years of time.
It cracked, shattered, and plummeted down in a flurry of dust.
Inside the cocoon, a naked, blue-haired woman opened her bewildered eyes.
If Tang Hao were here, his eyes would surely turn blood-red and he would pant like an ox.
The wife he dreamed of day and night-the Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin-had been resurrected!
"Boom!"
A dry flash of lightning tore through a clear sky!
An eerie black lightning bolt erupted, and a foot-and-eight-inch Snake Lance pierced straight through the chest, completely impaling the body of the Blue Silver Emperor.
"A respectful send-off to Madam," Chen Zhuo said.
From resurrection to death once more, the Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin failed to utter a single word.
To play it safe, Chen Zhuo even had Dugu Bo use the eighth soul skill, Time Freeze, twice.
Only then did all of this happen and conclude in the blink of an eye.
"Retrieve!"
Chen Zhuo used a custom-made soul tool to collect the hundred-thousand-year soul ring that burst forth after the Blue Silver Emperor died.
This soul tool had cost him nearly a hundred points before the Main God Space manufactured it for him.
"Another hundred-thousand-year Blue Silver Emperor right leg bone!"
Chen Zhuo stroked the hundred-thousand-year soul bone in his hand, the corners of his mouth slowly curling upward.
Very smooth!
This family of the Sea God Tang San truly was his lucky star.
This hundred-thousand-year soul bone was not prepared for Chen Zhuo himself.
After he became a Second-Order Genetic Warrior, the abilities possessed by his physical body were even a weakened version of a portion of the Blue Silver Emperor soul bone skills.
No matter which part of the body this hundred-thousand-year soul bone belonged to, Chen Zhuo would no longer fuse and absorb it.
The hundred-thousand-year soul ring was even less compatible with his Triple Jade-Green Snake Flower Pupils martial soul.
However, the value of a hundred-thousand-year soul ring was simply too immense; since he could harvest it, he could not let it go, so he would keep it for future research.
Chen Zhuo mused that as a beast martial soul specializing in healing, the Nine Heart Begonia was a natural match for the Blue Silver Grass, which focused primarily on vitality.
The Blue Silver Emperor was a unique existence among the Blue Silver Grass clan.
Its vitality had already reached the level of "fires cannot burn it out, spring winds blow it back to life."
This was also why the soul bone produced by the Blue Silver Emperor possessed the healing ability to regenerate severed limbs.
In this wide world, aside from the Emerald Swan, Chen Zhuo could not think of any other soul beast that could be more compatible with Ye Lingling's Nine Heart Begonia than the Blue Silver Emperor.
Chen Zhuo wanted to emulate Gangzi. He, too, was going to nurture a god!
Ye Lingling was the person he had chosen.
Under the condition of ensuring his own cultivation resources were ample, he would tilt all other primary resources toward cultivating Ye Lingling with all his might.
As the Blue Silver Emperor died, another sickly, golden Blue Silver Grass appeared on the ground.
Holy shit, invincible!
Chen Zhuo could not help but blurt out a vulgarity.
Tang San's old mother was still alive even after being reduced to this state.
If she were to be resurrected once more, she could refresh the hundred-thousand-year soul ring and soul bone all over again.
Of course, there were not that many Blue Silver Kings in this world who could sacrifice themselves for the Blue Silver Emperor.
Resurrecting the Blue Silver Emperor required a massive amount of energy or vital essence.
After pondering for a moment, Chen Zhuo ultimately refrained from delivering a fatal blow to grind the beaten-down Blue Silver Emperor into dust.
Instead, he transplanted her into the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
This Paradise Grotto possessed a special time rule for plant-type soul beasts.
There was a tenfold time-flow discrepancy.
Even if Chen Zhuo did nothing, a ten thousand years in the outside world would allow the Blue Silver Emperor within the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well to grow back into a hundred-thousand-year soul beast on her own and complete her revival.
Chen Zhuo even wondered what would happen if he replicated the setup Tang San inflicted upon the Son of Destiny a ten thousand years later onto Tang San himself.
Gazing at the revived old mother of his.
Would that Buddha Tang of his also change his surname to Chen?
From then on, they would live in harmony and wrap dumplings together in the Divine Realm, enjoying a picture of complete familial bliss.
Meanwhile, at the Ye Residence in Heaven Dou City, lanterns were hung and colorful banners were set up.
Around a hundred people shuttled through the estate, arranging the venue to prepare for the young lady of the household's birthday banquet tomorrow.
The invitations had been sent out several days prior.
On the day of Ye Lingling's sixteenth birthday, she could be said to be radiating boundless glory.
Basically, all the social elites of the imperial capital were present, and even Xue Ye had sent someone to deliver a congratulatory gift.
At the banquet, every single imperial noble and successor of a great clan harbored their own hidden agendas.
Although Ye Chuan, the head of the house of the Nine Heart Begonia, had died, the golden signboard of this number-one healing system martial soul under heaven would not collapse just like that.
Not to mention the wealth accumulated by the Ye family generation after generation.
Just looking at Ye Lingling's appearance, she possessed a city-toppling beauty, tied with Princess Xue Ke-born of the current emperor-as the "Heaven Dou's Twin Beauties."
They were the two universally acknowledged pearls of the entire Heaven Dou City.
Who wouldn't want to forge a marital alliance with the Ye family? Marshal Ge Long thought the exact same way.
Therefore, he had come again.
He directly brought his personal guards, arriving in a grand and imposing manner to propose marriage.
The congratulatory gifts brought by Marshal Ge Long were extremely heavy.
Centuries-old wild ginseng, ten-thousand-year coral, and deep-sea sunken silver could only be considered mere embellishments.
The true item that steadied the entire scene was a thousand-year soul bone!
Only a soul bone could be considered a rare and precious treasure in this world.
It was priceless and unobtainable.
"A three-thousand-year Tyrant Tiger right arm bone!"
"This marshal uses it to ask for Ling'er's hand in marriage... Is that sincere enough?"
Under the watchful eyes of all, Marshal Ge Long used his power to pressure others, causing Ye Xi's hands to tremble with rage.
She wanted to open her mouth to say something, but the words choked in her throat and she could not speak.
Her eye corners, however, had already turned red.
Day and night, this day-the one that filled her with dread and agonizing torment-had ultimately arrived after all.
She could only pray in her heart, hoping...
"Hahaha-" A burst of laughter came from outside the estate.
"What a shameless old bastard!"
"A man of seventy or eighty years old, yet you still want to ruin a young girl."
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire audience fell silent.
Marshal Ge Long's eyebrows and the mustache at the corners of his mouth twitched directly, and the terrifying aura of a Soul Douluo erupted from his body; he was already shaking with irrepressible rage!
No matter who the newcomer was.
His fists were itching for blood.
Until one old man and two youths, a party of three, walked into everyone's sight.
Marshal Ge Long's tiger-like eyes shrank, and more than half of his imposing aura had already leaked away.
A crowd of people scrambled to their feet in a panic.
"Greetings, Your Excellency Poison Douluo!"
The voices rose wave upon wave.
Marshal Ge Long's face twitched violently, and he stood frozen there for a long while before barely managing to follow suit and bow.
There was no help for it; a Titled Douluo above level ninety.
Across the entire Heaven Dou Empire, on the surface there was only this one Dugu Bo!
"What is the meaning of this, Your Excellency?" Marshal Ge Long asked with a cold face.
As the commander of a million-strong army, even a Titled Douluo needed to give him a modicum of face!
If this Poison Douluo failed to appreciate what was good for him, he certainly wouldn't stand on ceremony with the other party.
Watching Marshal Ge Long directly clash head-on with Dugu Bo, the gathered guests were so frightened they did not even dare to draw a loud breath.
Outside the gates of the Ye Residence.
Nearly a hundred Yazi Dragon Guards simultaneously drew their sabers three inches, glaring with furious hostility at Dugu Bo.
For a moment, the atmosphere froze to the freezing point, bearing a striking resemblance to a battle on the verge of erupting.
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