Chapter 17: Shock! The Blue-Haired Little Boy Is Actually Ah Qing?!
[Tyrant Dragon Mom]: @Dad Douluo, Ah Qing! Where the hell are you? If you're not dead, say something already!
[A Rogue Rabbit]: Ah Qing, are you okay? Did you run into danger? Say something quickly!
The commotion from the battle on Nuoding City's side had already died down.
However, Xiao Wu was still hiding in her dormitory, not daring to go out.
Her eyes were fixed tightly on the chat group's light screen, her small hands clenched so hard that they turned pale.
Whenever she thought about Lin Qingmo possibly encountering danger, she couldn't stop herself from worrying.
[The Pope Herself]: Ah Qing, why have you suddenly gone silent? If you're in danger, you may inform me.
Spirit Hall.
The light screen in front of Bibi Dong had remained lit the entire time.
She had not slept throughout the night.
A trace of barely noticeable anxiety flickered within her violet eyes.
Through Spirit Hall's intelligence network, she had already investigated Lin Qingmo's identity.
A working student at Nuoding Academy.
Six years old. Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass. Innate soul power rank four.
She had even obtained a portrait of Lin Qingmo— a black-haired, black-eyed little boy who looked quite clever and alert.
If Lin Qingmo still failed to respond for much longer, she feared she would truly have to set out personally for Nuoding City.
Just as the three of them were on the verge of being unable to suppress their anxiety any longer, a message from Lin Qingmo finally appeared in the chat group.
[Dad Douluo]: I'm back! Family, sorry to keep you waiting for so long!
Seeing this line of text, Liu Erlong, Xiao Wu, and Bibi Dong all let out a breath at the same time.
The heavy weight hanging over their hearts finally settled.
[Tyrant Dragon Mom]: You brat, you finally came back!
[Tyrant Dragon Mom]: What exactly happened last night? Why did you suddenly stop talking? Do you have any idea how worried we were all night long?!
[A Rogue Rabbit]: Ah Qing, it's so good that you're okay!
[The Pope Herself]: As long as you are safe, that is good.
[The Pope Herself]: Tell us—what exactly happened last night?
Bibi Dong's tone remained calm as ever.
But anyone familiar with her could hear the relief hidden within it.
A smug smile appeared on Lin Qingmo's face.
He found a stone and sat down, then began recounting his strange encounter from the previous night.
[Dad Douluo]: Hehehe, you might not believe it if I tell you!
[Dad Douluo]: Last night, I was stuck under a waterfall, worrying about how to get up, when Ah Yin suddenly stepped in and helped me!
A long string of messages followed— all of them about his experiences from the night before.
From Ah Yin lending him a hand, to gifting him a soul bone, to the changes after fusing with the soul bone— he told them everything—from the beginning to the end.
The chat group fell into silence.
Liu Erlong stared wide-eyed at the text on the screen, rereading it again and again.
She began to suspect she still hadn't woken up.
"Actively giving him a hundred-thousand-year soul bone? How is that possible?"
Liu Erlong still couldn't believe it.
"A hundred-thousand-year soul bone! That's a supreme treasure every soul master dreams of! Why would that Ah Yin give it to a little brat like Ah Qing?"
"Shouldn't she have saved it for her own son, Tang San?"
Xiao Wu was also completely dumbfounded.
This was simply too unbelievable!
Bibi Dong's pupils contracted slightly, stormy waves rising in her heart.
She had never expected things to develop in this direction.
Not only did Ah Yin not show hostility toward Lin Qingmo— she had even taken the initiative to give him the soul bone…
"What secrets are hidden behind this?"
After quite some time, Liu Erlong was the first to recover and speak in the group.
[Tyrant Dragon Mom]: Ah Qing, you're not lying to us, are you?
[Tyrant Dragon Mom]: Why would Ah Yin help you? And even take the initiative to give you a hundred-thousand-year soul bone? Did you know each other before?
[Green Grass]: Ah Qing… is a good child…
The previously silent Ah Yin suddenly sent a message.
Her tone was gentle.
"?"
Liu Erlong froze for a moment.
Who exactly was this "Green Grass"?
She popped up from time to time, and always said Ah Qing was a good child— she really sounded like a mother.
[Tyrant Dragon Mom]: Ah Qing is an arrogant little brat who's always dreaming about being surrounded by beauties. No matter how you look at it, he doesn't resemble a good child at all.
[Tyrant Dragon Mom]: He's clearly a kid with strong scumbag potential!
Liu Erlong complained mercilessly.
She genuinely couldn't understand how anyone could think Lin Qingmo was a good child.
[A Rogue Rabbit]: I think Ah Qing is a good person!
Xiao Wu was completely serious.
He not only knew her secret but also didn't reject her, and even protected her.
If that wasn't a good person, then what was?
"When Ah Qing comes back, I'll give him all the best carrots… um, maybe just one."
Xiao Wu nodded firmly.
In her heart, Lin Qingmo was a kind and brave good person.
Seeing the rabbit's defense, Lin Qingmo felt a warm feeling in his heart.
[Dad Douluo]: See? Even Ah Tu understands me!
[Dad Douluo]: I've always been a kind, upright, and helpful young man!
[Tyrant Dragon Mom]: "Pah! Such thick skin!"
Liu Erlong shot back without mercy.
Watching the interaction in the group, Bibi Dong felt inexplicably relaxed.
She no longer dwelt on why Ah Yin had helped Lin Qingmo, and instead cared more about his current situation.
[The Pope Herself]: Ah Qing, where are you right now? What do you plan to do next?
[Dad Douluo]: At the moment, I'm preparing to head to the Soul Hunting Forest.
[A Rogue Rabbit]: Eh? Are you not going back to Nuoding Academy?
[Dad Douluo]: I don't have a choice. Look at this!
[Dad Douluo]: 'Selfie image'!
As he spoke, Lin Qingmo directly posted a close-up photo of himself in the chat group.
In the photo was a little boy with short blue-silver hair and blue-silver eyes, grinning at the camera.
His skin was fair, and his features were delicate.
He looked both cute and handsome— completely different from his previous black-haired, black-eyed appearance— almost as if he were a different person entirely.
[Tyrant Dragon Mom]: Whose little boy is this? He's pretty cute—I kind of want to hug him~
[A Rogue Rabbit]: Hmph, not as cute as Ah Qing!
[Dad Douluo]: It's me! I am Ah Qing!
[A Rogue Rabbit]: Ah?
[The Pope Herself]: You are Ah Qing?
Bibi Dong frowned slightly as she looked at the blue-haired boy in the photo.
She was still holding Lin Qingmo's earlier portrait in her hand.
Black hair and black eyes.
How had he turned blue-haired and blue-eyed overnight?
[A Rogue Rabbit]: This is Ah Qing? How did he turn into this?
Xiao Wu was even more shocked.
She had seen Lin Qingmo with her own eyes— he definitely didn't look like this!
But… looking closely, his facial features did seem somewhat similar.
[Dad Douluo]: Hehe, this is the change after absorbing the hundred-thousand-year Blue Silver Emperor right leg bone.
[Dad Douluo]: After absorbing the soul bone, my appearance became like this—my hair and eyes both turned blue, the same color as Blue Silver Grass.
[Green Grass]: "Mm… the same…"
[Dad Douluo]: Think about it—if I go back to Nuoding Academy looking like this, something's definitely off, right?
[Dad Douluo]: If the teachers ask, it'd be hard to explain. I can't exactly say I absorbed a hundred-thousand-year soul bone, can I?"
That would be courting death.
Lin Qingmo would never do something like that.
Now he had already reached rank ten, meeting the requirement to absorb his first soul ring.
So he planned to first go to the Soul Hunting Forest, hunt a suitable soul beast, and absorb his first soul ring.
Then, he would return to Nuoding Academy using "appearance changes caused by the soul ring" as an excuse— at the very least, that would sound somewhat reasonable.
[Tyrant Dragon Mom]: Hmm, that reason does sound barely acceptable.
[Tyrant Dragon Mom]: But you're only at rank ten. Can you really go to the Soul Hunting Forest alone to hunt a soul beast?"
Liu Erlong was still worried.
The Soul Hunting Forest might be the lowest-tier soul beast hunting ground, but there were still many hundred-year soul beasts inside, and a small chance of encountering a thousand-year one.
Lin Qingmo was just a newly advanced rank-ten soul master.
Even though he had a hundred-thousand-year soul bone, his actual combat experience was practically zero.
Going to the Soul Hunting Forest was basically delivering himself on a platter.
[Dad Douluo]: Uh… it should be fine, right?
[Dad Douluo]: My Blue Silver Grass martial soul has become thicker and sturdier, and it's extremely flexible to control now.
[Dad Douluo]: I can use Blue Silver Grass to entangle and restrain soul beasts. That should count as combat power, right? Um… it should!
Lin Qingmo sounded a little uncertain.
He was even psyching himself up.
Although he had absorbed a hundred-thousand-year soul bone, he truly had zero real combat experience.
Deep down, he also lacked confidence.
[Tyrant Dragon Mom]: This is way too unreliable, isn't it?!
Liu Erlong felt her head ache just watching.
This little brat was far too impulsive!
Daring to head into the Soul Hunting Forest alone without any combat experience—that was practically gambling with his life!
[A Rogue Rabbit]: Ah Qing, you have to be careful!
Xiao Wu said worriedly.
She really didn't want anything bad to happen to Lin Qingmo.
[Dad Douluo]: I will be careful. And I also have a flying soul bone skill— if I can't win, I can always run.
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End of Chapter