Ah Yin's Breakdown
Yan Zu sneered, "Because he went too far. I guess Tang Hao's initial plan was simply to force 'Senior Ah Yin' to sacrifice herself, allowing him to break through, then defeat ' Qian Xunji ' and achieve unparalleled fame. But he never expected that Qian Xunji would be severely injured and die after returning."
"Killing the Pope of the Spirit Hall is completely different from repelling the Pope!"
This directly led to the vicious retaliation of Qian Daoliu, the former Pope of the Spirit Hall, forcing the Clear Sky Sect to close its mountain. Tang Hao went from being a hero of the sect to a sinner who brought annihilation upon the sect.
He was too ashamed to return to his sect and could only eke out a living in Holy Soul Village. His planting of Senior Ah Yin in the secret chamber was less about protection and more about—he was ashamed to face you, and even more afraid that you would be resurrected and question him about the truth of what happened back then!
Ah Yin's consciousness became extremely agitated, the leaves of the Blue Silver Grass trembled violently, and the blue-gold aura around her dimmed considerably, as if she could not withstand this enormous blow and might wither again at any moment.
"Aunt Ah Yin, you're so foolish! How could you trust him so much? How could you give up everything for such a liar? How could you let yourself endure twelve years of pain and loneliness in that dark, secluded room?"
Xiao Wu became more and more agitated as she spoke, her tears flowing even more profusely, and her Soul Power unconsciously erupted, filled with intense anger and heartache.
Looking at the agitated Xiao Wu and the heartbroken Ah Yin, Yan Zu gently reached out and patted Xiao Wu's back, his tone tender and soothing. "Sister Xiao Wu, don't get agitated, don't be angry, calm down first. Aunt Ah Yin has just woken up, she can't be too emotional, otherwise it will affect her recovery."
He then looked at the Blue Silver Grass on the table, his tone gentle yet firm. "Senior Ah Yin, I know you are in pain, desperate, and hate Tang Hao right now. I understand your feelings. Twelve years of waiting, only to be rewarded with a meticulously planned deception, and the ending of being used and abandoned. No one could bear such a blow."
"But you can't stay immersed in pain and despair forever. You can't let that liar Tang Hao ruin your life. You have to be strong, you have to recover your strength, you have to see Tang Hao's true colors, and you have to seek justice for yourself and for all the time you were deceived by him."
Ah Yin's consciousness gradually calmed down, her leaves trembling slightly, conveying a trace of despair and confusion. "Seek justice? How can I seek justice? Right now, I'm just a Blue Silver Grass without power or human form. I can't even protect myself, how could I possibly seek justice?"
Tang Hao is already Titled Douluo, incredibly powerful. I'm no match for him at all. Besides, he has our child. Even if I hate him, I can't hurt our child—"
"The child?" Yan Zu paused, his expression turning serious.
Yan Zu knew that these truths were too cruel for her. But a short, sharp pain was better than a long, drawn-out one; some things she needed to understand now.
"There's one more thing, Senior Ah Yin," Yan Zu's voice softened slightly, "About your son, Tang San."
Mentioning Tang San, Ah Yin was suddenly shocked. "Little San —how—how is he?"
Xiao Wu's eyes widened suddenly, her face filled with disbelief, and she instinctively exclaimed, "A-Zu! You're saying— Tang San is Aunt Ah Yin's son?!"
"Yes, I only found out today by combining the information I received in Holy Soul Village," Yan Zu explained to Xiao Wu.
"Xiao Wu and I were classmates with Tang San for several years. He's doing well now, studying at the Shrek Academy, and he's already Soul Elder," Yan Zu continued, turning to Ah Yin. "However, there are some... strange things."
"What strange place?" Ah Yin asked eagerly.
Yan Zu organized his thoughts and slowly said, "First of all, how terrifying were the aftershocks of the great battle between Tang Hao and Qian Xunji back then? It was a battle between Titled Douluo level beings, and even Soul Saint dared not approach. Yet your newborn son, a fragile infant, actually survived in such an environment, and without a scratch. Don't you find that strange?"
Ah Yin was stunned. Her mind was already clouded when she offered the sacrifice, and she hadn't really thought about this issue in detail.
"Secondly, you heard it yourself in Holy Soul Village today: Tang San started taking care of Tang Hao's daily life when he was only three years old," Yan Zu continued. "This is common knowledge in Holy Soul Village. Is it normal for a three-year-old child to be able to cook, clean, and take care of an alcoholic father?"
"Third, Tang San's maturity and wisdom, displayed from a young age, far surpassed those of his peers. He possessed knowledge that even adults lacked, acted methodically, and was meticulous in his thinking—completely unlike a child who grew up in the countryside."
"And his Hidden Weapon!" Xiao Wu added, her eyes full of confusion. "These are weapons he made. I've never heard of such weapons in the Douluo Continent before, and they're quite powerful."
"Xiao Wu is right. Tang Hao doesn't care about him at all, and the academy doesn't have this kind of knowledge." Yan Zu's tone turned serious. "How could a child who grew up in the countryside and rarely had any contact with the outside world understand this?"
Yan Zu looked at Ah Yin and said, word by word, "Senior Ah Yin, have you ever considered that perhaps—your son is no longer your son?"
"What—does that mean?" Ah Yin's voice trembled violently.
"What I mean is, your son may have died in that great battle. And this Tang San," Yan Zu said, uttering the cruelest conjecture.
"No—impossible—" Ah Yin's voice was almost broken.
"If none of the above convinces you, then Tang Hao's attitude is the strongest evidence. Regardless of his feelings for you, he is, after all, his son. If he truly believes that Tang San is the fruit of your love, a child born from your life, why would he treat him so coldly? This is completely inexplicable. Therefore—"
Yan Zu stared directly at the Blue Silver Grass and uttered the cruel conjecture. "Tang Hao may have sensed it too! He may have suspected, even confirmed, that the soul of this surviving Tang San is no longer that of him and your child! That's why he's so conflicted, in pain, and trying to escape. That's why he chose to ignore it, numbing himself with alcohol, letting three-year-old Tang San fend for himself—"
"Otherwise," Yan Zu concluded, his voice tinged with a cold sarcasm, "If a Clear Sky Douluo injured the Pope truly considered this child his own flesh and blood, no matter how dejected he was, how could he bear to see a three-year-old child toil and suffer?"
There is no reasonable explanation for this. His indifference may well stem from an unspeakable doubt and fear deep within him; he may be facing something strange that has taken over his son's body.
Finally, the Blue Silver Grass trembled violently, emitting a silent scream. The blue-gold light on its leaves flickered wildly, then suddenly went out, and the entire Blue Silver Grass turned into a deathly gray-black.
"Aunt Ah Yin!" Xiao Wu exclaimed.
Yan Zu quickly released the Vitality Corridor, and Little Jade also released her auspicious energy with all her might. Under the dual nourishment, the Blue Silver Grass slowly recovered some vitality, but the aura of sorrow and despair almost froze the entire room.
"I—I sacrificed myself for Tang Hao —to protect him and my child—" Ah Yin's voice was hollow and cold, "but in the end, the sacrifice might have been orchestrated by Tang Hao —my child—is gone too—"
What meaning does my life still hold?
The Blue Silver Grass's light grew dimmer and dimmer, its leaves beginning to wither. Ah Yin was giving up her will to live; she felt her life had been a complete failure—deceived and used by her husband, unable to even protect her real child, and the one who had survived was some strange, eerie "thing."
Yan Zu knew that if no action was taken, Ah Yin might completely vanish. He took a deep breath and said in the most serious tone, "Senior Ah Yin, are you really going to give up like this?"
Blue Silver Grass did not respond.
"Although you were deceived by your husband and failed to protect your child, you still bear the responsibility of the Blue Silver Emperor!" Yan Zu's voice was firm and powerful. "You are the emperor of the Blue Silver Grass Clan, the leader and guardian of all Blue Silver Grass!"
These words made Blue Silver Grass tremble slightly.
"Think about it! Tang Hao needs Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring to break through, so he plotted against you. Now that Tang San has awakened his Innate Full Soul Power, Tang Hao has rekindled his hope and wants to train Tang San to take revenge on the Spirit Hall and return to the sect."
But what about Tang San? Although he possesses Innate Full Soul Power, he awakened the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, which is utterly mediocre. But if he wants to become stronger, if he wants to awaken the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline, what does he need?
Ah Yin's leaves trembled violently! As the Blue Silver Emperor, she knew better than anyone that awakening the royal bloodline required the Blue Silver King to sacrifice his essence! The Blue Silver King was the guardian of the Blue Silver Grass Clan, second only to the emperor, her subject, her compatriot!
Yan Zu's words struck Ah Yin like a thunderbolt. "If Tang Hao could trick you into offering a sacrifice, wouldn't he also trick the Blue Silver King into offering a sacrifice for his 'good son'?"
After the Blue Silver King sacrifices himself for Tang San, the Blue Silver Grass Clan will be without a powerful protector—their emperor and king will be gone. What will become of the entire clan then?
Completely reduced to roadside weeds, trampled upon by all! Is this what you wanted to see? Is this the future you, as the Blue Silver Emperor, ultimately leave for your people?!
"No-!!!" This time, the scream was no longer one of despair, but one filled with overwhelming anger, resentment, and chilling killing intent!
A powerful blue-gold light suddenly erupted from Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin's body, and the previously withered plants straightened up at an astonishing speed.
As it grew, the golden veins on its leaves resembled burning flames, and a surge of Soul Power, far stronger than before yet filled with a chilling and destructive aura, swept through the entire room!
She is no longer a delicate plant that needs to be protected, but a vengeful queen who has returned from hell!