Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone

Tang San slightly adjusted the angle of his lowered right hand. With just a thought, the poisoned bolt would tear through the air and strike straight at the gatekeeper's throat.

The gatekeeper staggered as he pushed himself up from the ground, his cheeks turning the color of pig liver.

"You old bastard! You little bastard! If I don't teach you a lesson today, you'll really think I'm made of clay!"

Old Jack was frightened out of his wits and froze on the spot.

Yet a cold gleam flashed through Tang San's eyes beside him. His right arm rose slightly; with just a thought, a flower of blood would bloom at the gatekeeper's throat.

At that hair's-breadth moment, an imposing voice suddenly rang out. "Stop!"

Watching from a distance, Jiang Che saw the newcomer and couldn't help marveling inwardly. That should be Yu Xiaogang, right? With that imposing air, anyone who didn't know better would think he was a Titled Douluo.

When the gatekeeper saw the newcomer, his bluster was utterly extinguished, as though a basin of cold water had been poured over him.

He first swept a cold glance over the gatekeeper, then turned to Old Jack and Tang San and said solemnly, "Sir, young friend, this happened because our school failed to discipline its staff properly. May I see your Spirit Hall certificate?"

Relieved of his burden, Old Jack tremblingly held out the Spirit Hall certificate to Yu Xiaogang with both hands.

"Teacher, please take a look. Although Tang San's martial soul is Blue Silver Grass, his innate soul power really is at the maximum level."

Yu Xiaogang's face was expressionless, but towering waves surged within him.

For twenty years, he had been searching for a disciple of humble birth but extraordinary talent to prove his "theory of the ten core competencies of martial soul."

Wasn't this child before him, who possessed a Blue Silver Grass martial soul yet had innate full soul power, precisely the experimental subject he had dreamed of?

He merely nodded slightly, bent down, and told Tang San in a calm tone, "There's nothing wrong with the certificate."

Old Jack's voice trembled with excitement. "Thank you so much! This child has had a hard life since he was little!"

"There's no need to be so courteous, sir," Yu Xiaogang interrupted politely, though his gaze remained fixed on Tang San. "I'll take this child inside for you."

What followed in the story would probably be Yu Xiaogang hoodwinking Tang San.

Still, after what had just happened, this gatekeeper ought to restrain himself a little.

Watching Tang San's retreating figure, Jiang Che suddenly began to form a plan.

After Tang San took Yu Xiaogang as his master, Grandmaster, Yu Xiaogang would take him to hunt for his first soul ring.

Yu Xiaogang was an utter good-for-nothing. To keep his son from dying prematurely, Tang Hao would have to follow in secret to protect him. This was Jiang Che's best opportunity to take the Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone.

At that thought, Jiang Che's heart couldn't help pounding.

This was an opportunity!

Dawn was just breaking, and Nuoding City was still shrouded in a thin morning mist.

An ordinary carriage was already waiting outside the academy gates.

Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang stood beside the carriage, a rare trace of warmth appearing on his face.

Tang San walked out through the academy gates with a small cloth bundle on his back.

Standing in the distance, Jiang Che casually watched the carriage disappear at the end of the street.

"Tang San, you really are stupid! Letting Yu Xiaogang hoodwink you like this!"

"First soul skill: Mother's Entanglement!"

"Second soul skill: Parasitism!"

"Third soul skill: Spider Web Restraint!"

"Fourth soul skill: Blue Silver Cage!"

Thinking of Tang San's future soul skills, Jiang Che wore a somewhat gloating expression.

If Tang San's Blue Silver Grass did not awaken its bloodline and become the Blue Silver Emperor, developing it toward the control system would be an extremely foolish decision.

Jiang Che felt that developing Blue Silver Grass toward the support system was undoubtedly the wisest decision, especially since the Blue Silver Emperor would contain tremendously abundant vitality later on.

Not long after Yu Xiaogang and Tang San left, Jiang Che found a random excuse to take leave, hired an ox cart, and headed for Holy Soul Village.

Houses stood in a pleasing arrangement, and cooking smoke curled upward-a peaceful, harmonious pastoral scene.

Jiang Che did not approach the village, instead taking a detour.

An outsider like him entering Holy Soul Village would certainly attract plenty of attention.

Later, Tang Hao would only have to make a few inquiries, and Jiang Che, the outsider, would surely become the prime suspect.

The trees on the mountain were denser than he had imagined, with hardly any established paths.

Rather than searching blindly, Jiang Che followed the stream uphill.

Before long, a waterfall cascaded down a hundred-meter rock face, carving out a pool below.

The pool was clear enough to see the bottom, which was covered in pebbles, and light shimmered across the surface.

Joy rose in Jiang Che's heart.

This was the only stream near Holy Soul Village, and following its course made it easy to find. In all likelihood, this waterfall was where Tang San's mother was.

The cave's interior was dim, in stark contrast to the bright sunshine outside.

Damp air washed over him, carrying the distinctive scent of rock and earth. The temperature was more than a degree lower than outside.

The cave twisted and turned more than he had imagined, and the ground underfoot was wet, slippery, and difficult to traverse.

Jiang Che moved forward cautiously, planting every step firmly.

Soon, a stone chamber came into view.

There was a natural opening in the stone overhead. Sunlight poured through it, forming a golden shaft that fell squarely on a mound of earth in the chamber.

A stalk of Blue Silver Grass grew on that mound.

A stalk of Blue Silver Grass unlike any other.

The instant Jiang Che saw this stalk of Blue Silver Grass, he felt a strong sense of closeness to her.

"A hundred-thousand-year soul beast, the Blue Silver Emperor!"

Jiang Che's gaze settled on this stalk of Blue Silver Grass, and a smile of unclear meaning rose at the corners of his mouth.

"If I pulled out this Blue Silver Emperor, would I get 300 skill points?"

Jiang Che quickly dismissed the thought.

This stalk of Blue Silver Grass had such a weak aura now that she probably hadn't even reached the threshold of a ten-year soul beast.

"Who would have thought the mighty Blue Silver Emperor would be reduced to this after sacrificing herself?"

Jiang Che surveyed his surroundings. Although the cave was damp, it could only barely sustain this stalk of Blue Silver Grass.

This also left the Blue Silver Emperor in extremely poor condition.

It made Jiang Che wonder whether Tang Hao truly liked Ah Yin.

Or had it been for that Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring?

Otherwise, why would he put her in a cave that never saw daylight, barely surviving on that tiny patch of sunlight overhead?

The Blue Silver Grass's leaves began trembling violently, as though she had sensed a stranger approaching.

"Still conscious?"

Jiang Che frowned, a flicker of surprise passing through his eyes.

As expected of the Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor, her vitality was tenacious indeed.

Jiang Che stopped looking at this stalk of Blue Silver Grass. His immediate priority was to obtain the Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone. The longer he stayed here, the greater the risk.

His gaze shifted to the stone wall on the left side of the chamber.

That wall was thick with moss, but near the ground, one section differed slightly from the rest. Without examining it deliberately, it would be easy to overlook.

Jiang Che approached the wall and pulled that stone out with all his strength.

An oblong wooden box lay quietly inside.

"The Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone!" Jiang Che's heart pounded!