When the Soul Masters heard this, they looked at Yu Xiaogang as though he were an idiot. They weren't even in the same world anymore, yet he still treated his theories as gospel. It was absurdly stupid.
When Xiao Wu woke from her coma, she happened to see Baihuaxiang's Nascent Soul enter Tang San's body. She felt as though she had been struck by lightning.
"Third Brother!" Xiao Wu's mournful cry brought tears to those who heard it and filled them with sorrow.
Deep in the Star Dou Great Forest, Di Tian rubbed his chin as he watched. Having followed the Dragon God on campaigns for countless years, he was intimately familiar with divine souls.
Seeing what Baihuaxiang had done, he naturally connected it to a divine soul.
"Is she trying to take over this human's body? What's the point?" Di Tian was puzzled. In his eyes, humans were all incomparably frail ants. Even the Peerless Douluo who could rival him only lived for a little over two hundred years.
In the long lives of Soul Beasts, that was merely a drop in the ocean. He couldn't understand Baihuaxiang's actions at all. Wasn't she digging her own grave?
"Will Little San still be Little San?" Dai Mubai murmured uncertainly. Everyone connected to Tang San wore a solemn yet hopeful expression.
Though they hoped Tang San would survive his battle with Baihuaxiang, they did not think it possible.
Baihuaxiang was too terrifying. She was so terrifying that they could not imagine how Tang San could possibly resist the invasion of such an enemy.
Time passed, and it was then that Tang San, lying on the ground, suddenly opened his right hand.
Everyone saw a crystalline blue blade of grass with golden markings appear in Tang San's right hand. It was the Blue Silver Emperor after its evolution.
"That's Little San's Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, but why does it look different from before?" Dai Mubai asked in confusion.
As Tang Hao looked at the Martial Soul, remembrance and pain flashed through his eyes.
Suddenly, cracks appeared all over the Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul, dense as a spiderweb.
Everyone watched helplessly as Tang San's Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul shattered in his hand, turning into countless green droplets that dissipated into the air.
The only Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul in the two worlds had been destroyed, just like that.
In its place, a flowering branch began to grow from his right hand. It was identical to the true form of the Nascent Soul Baihuaxiang had revealed earlier.
The branch spread, climbing over Tang San's body as though it meant to devour him.
Like a covering over a coffin, the flowering branches eventually wrapped around Tang San's entire body, forming something like a wooden cocoon. There was no further movement.
Everyone stared at the sight, dumbfounded. None of them had expected this to happen.
Why had the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul destroyed itself, and why had this flower appeared where it had been?
What were these flowering branches, and what on earth had happened to Tang San? No one knew the answers to any of these questions.
Just then, Tang San's sky screen abruptly went dark, but it did not disappear. It was as though it knew Tang San would remain in that position for a long time and had temporarily disconnected his feed.
But the people of Douluo Continent did not know that. This was the first time they had seen a sky screen do such a thing.
They hurriedly turned to Qian Renxue's sky screen on the other side.
A week had passed since Ye Lingtian left. Qian Renxue had sensed Qi and officially begun cultivating.
The moment she sensed Qi, Qian Renxue breathed a sigh of relief. Ye Lingtian had not lied to her. This cultivation method really could set her on the path to immortality.
She had no idea how much trouble the cultivation method she had obtained so easily had caused in Tang San's hands.
Although Ye Lingtian had left, Qian Renxue had not forgotten her position. On Sword-Seeking Peak, she was merely a maid.
A maid had to know her place. Even if Ye Lingtian paid no attention, she did not want the sect to hold the man who had extended an olive branch to her accountable.
Thus, Qian Renxue performed her duties every day, cleaning Sword-Seeking Peak.
Today, Qian Renxue had just put down her tools and was preparing to return to her room to cultivate when she suddenly heard a sword's cry.
At the sound, Qian Renxue's eyes lit up. Seemingly thinking Ye Lingtian had returned, she hurriedly looked up.
But at that glance, her expression froze. Not far away, a female cultivator in azure robes was flying toward her on a sword.
The woman was breathtakingly beautiful. Even Qian Renxue, who was confident in her own looks, felt inferior before her.
With her otherworldly bearing, the woman looked every bit a fairy descended to the mortal realm.
Qian Renxue watched the woman approach, all sorts of questions rising in her mind. Who is she? What is her relationship with Ye Lingtian? Why has she come to Sword-Seeking Peak?
The woman seemed to notice Qian Renxue as well. Her expression shifted slightly, seemingly surprised that there was another female cultivator besides herself on Sword-Seeking Peak.
But she quickly realized that this was the woman of unknown origins the sect master had mentioned.
At the thought, the female cultivator frowned slightly, displeasure showing on her face. It was one thing to make Lingtian face a powerful enemy, but why order him to bring back someone of unknown origins, especially a woman?
The female cultivator gave Qian Renxue a casual glance. She really had only just begun cultivating, and there were no traces of other spiritual power in her body.
Only after confirming that there was indeed nothing belonging to a demonic cultivator on her did the woman's expression ease.
"Qian Renxue, maid of Sword-Seeking Peak, greets Senior." Remembering Ye Lingtian's earlier instructions, Qian Renxue hurried forward and bowed.
"Mm." The woman recalled her flying sword and walked down from the air step by step before Qian Renxue, as though something beneath her feet were supporting her.
Qian Renxue froze at the sight. Walking through the air was something only a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator could do.
When the woman had arrived on her sword, Qian Renxue had thought she was one of Ye Lingtian's friends looking for him. But now, she could see that the woman was no friend. She was clearly Ye Lingtian's senior, perhaps even a peak master.
But it was not as though she had never seen the peak masters. She had seen many of them when she joined the Primordial Sect, yet none matched this woman.
"Could it be..." Qian Renxue seemed to think of something, and her pupils contracted slightly.
Meanwhile, on the continent, everyone was stunned when they saw the woman walking through the air.
"Another Nascent Soul cultivator," Ning Fengzhi said in surprise. Wasn't the Nascent Soul Stage supposed to be difficult to reach?
How had another one appeared? They had already seen several Nascent Soul Stage cultivators over the past few days.
"She's very strong." Chen Xin stared intently at the woman. If Ye Lingtian was a sword cultivator who kept his edge hidden, then this woman was one whose edge was fully bared.
Just looking at her, Chen Xin felt as though he would be pierced by her sword intent. It was terrifying.
"Who is she?" everyone asked in confusion. They had seen the Primordial Sect's peak masters, but they had never seen this female Nascent Soul cultivator.