Chapter 115: The Evil Ah Yin
Slitting his finger, Pei Qing condensed drops of his essence blood. His blood had a strong attraction for Soul Beasts, and although Ah Yin was a plant Soul Beast, she was equally covetous of Pei Qing's blood.
Under the irrigation of these blood drops, Ah Yin's dark blue body began to mutate again, and golden patterns started to appear on her skin.
Pei Qing's blood contained immense energy, including the vast life force of Life Gold. Ah Yin, having absorbed this power, grew rapidly.
Watching this scene, Pei Qing was somewhat curious about what Ah Yin would ultimately transform into. Having absorbed a large amount of his essence blood, Ah Yin mutated once more, with the dark blue and gold patterns now shining brilliantly and dazzlingly.
Feeling Ah Yin, who was now enveloped by his aura, a smile uncontrollably appeared on Pei Qing's lips. That's right—she was now completely dominated by his aura.
Ah Yin was no longer Tang Hao's wife, nor Tang San's mother. She no longer resisted him and could be considered completely remade by him.
Now, he just had to wait for Ah Yin to re-transform. Then he would witness a struggle between mother and son. How would Xiao San, that boy, react when facing his nominal mother? Would he deliver a killing blow, or would he be killed directly by Ah Yin?
This was truly something to look forward to!!!
Looking at Ah Yin, who was still absorbing his essence blood energy, Pei Qing casually stored her in his soul guidance device.
At this moment, far away in the Star Luo Empire, Tang San suddenly frowned. He felt as if something within his body had weakened, and his vitality seemed to have decreased significantly.
He looked at the Blue Silver Grass in his hand, feeling as if something was missing, and the toughness of his Blue Silver Grass had also worsened.
"Brother San, what's wrong?"
Seeing Tang San in a daze, Xiao Wu, who was walking ahead and eating a sugar-coated hawthorn skewer, turned her head to look at him curiously.
She suddenly felt that her Xiao San was not as close to her as before, as if the Xiao San she loved had suddenly become incomplete.
"Nothing, Xiao Wu, let's go!"
Tang San opened his Purple Demon Eye, looked around, and didn't sense anyone nearby. Immediately, he let out a sigh of relief.
It must just be that he had been too tired from cultivating recently, leading to some hallucinations.
"Brother San, you should be able to break through to level twenty-six soon, right?"
Xiao Wu finished her sugar-coated hawthorn skewer and looked at Tang San, asking curiously.
"Xiao Wu, I will break through to level thirty within a year. Don't worry—I will make Pei Qing pay the price in the future."
More than a month had passed since they fled Heaven Dou City, and Tang San's cultivation had improved again, but there was still a long way to go before reaching level thirty.
"En, I believe in Brother San!"
Xiao Wu nodded, possessing a mysterious confidence in Tang San.
Seeing Xiao Wu nod, Tang San couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief—he had managed to fool her. He knew his situation: his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul had been weakened by five levels, causing some damage to his foundation. It was simply impossible to raise five levels within a year!
Thinking of this, Tang San clenched his fists. There was still over a year until the announcement of the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Elite Tournament. At his current cultivation speed, he would probably only reach level thirty by then.
Was he to watch other geniuses freely display their youth on the competition stage while he became a mere spectator below?
No, absolutely not. He was Tang San, the most outstanding disciple of the Tang Sect—a genius with twin Martial Souls. This era should be his stage.
What was his current state? He was like a stray dog, running hither and thither. He had to become stronger—to ensure no one dared to underestimate him again.
Suddenly, Tang San had a flash of inspiration. He thought of his difference from others; he was a genius with twin Martial Souls. If he switched to cultivating the Clear Sky Hammer now, he could use the first two Soul Rings of the Clear Sky Hammer to break through to level thirty!
Thinking this, Tang San immediately became excited. He didn't even bother to continue shopping with Xiao Wu and quickly took her back to the Star Luo Royal Academy.
Yes, Tang San and the others had now joined the Star Luo Royal Academy. Because of his twin Martial Souls, he was still accepted.
As for his teacher, Yu Xiaogang—though somewhat disdainful—out of respect for Tang San, they still gave him a position as a theoretical instructor.
Yu Xiaogang was naturally very dissatisfied with this arrangement. No matter what, he was a renowned theoretical grandmaster in the Soul Master World. Anyone who met him would call him "Grandmaster."
But this Star Luo Empire was so blind as to only give him the position of a theory instructor, and they even prevented him from interfering in the management of the Star Luo Royal Team. If Xiao San weren't here, he would have already left in a huff.
At this moment, Yu Xiaogang finished his lecture and had just returned to his dormitory when he saw his most prized disciple.
"Xiao San, is there something you need from your teacher?"
Yu Xiaogang's expression was gentle. His entire life depended on this disciple. Even though Tang San's cultivation had been reduced by five levels, with his twin Martial Souls, he was still the top genius on the continent.
"Teacher, there seems to be a problem with my Blue Silver Grass. It might be because Dean Flender forcibly interrupted me, damaging my foundation, so its toughness has greatly weakened now."
As he spoke, Tang San used his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul. The limp Blue Silver Grass was now very fragile. The Blue Silver Grass, which even a strong attack-type Soul Master like Dai Mubai would find difficult to tear, could now be easily torn by Yu Xiaogang.
"What is going on? Xiao San, your Blue Silver Grass has undergone two Soul Ring baptisms and has long been very tough. How did it suddenly become so fragile?"
Yu Xiaogang's face also changed drastically upon seeing this. He knew that whether he could become a recognized grandmaster in the future depended on this disciple. How could it suddenly become like this?
This was something Yu Xiaogang could not accept. It almost made him want to give up.
After all, finding another student like Tang San was simply impossible.
"Teacher, I don't know what's going on!"
Tang San was also on the verge of tears. Originally, he wanted to find an excuse to switch to cultivating the Clear Sky Hammer, but after returning to his dormitory, he suddenly found that his Blue Silver Grass had become very strange. Its toughness was poor, and it seemed to have reverted to ordinary Blue Silver Grass. How could he endure this? He immediately came to Yu Xiaogang to inquire.
In Tang San's eyes, his teacher was a famous theoretical grandmaster on the continent and should be able to solve the problem of his Martial Soul's malignant mutation.
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