Chapter 243: The Past of Ah Yin and Tang Hao
No wonder, after her brief awakening in her previous life, Ah Yin discovered that her son had so many strange abilities. It turned out that an external evil force had killed her son and then replaced him.
"Kill! I want to kill both of you bastards!"
"Ah! My son!"
Knowing all of this, Ah Yin's eyes turned crimson, and in her boundless hatred, she fell into a deep sleep.
When she regained consciousness, she found herself in a familiar cave, with the sound of a waterfall flowing outside.
"My son... My son..."
Ah Yin weakly communicated with the nearby followers, the energy reaching the back mountain of Holy Soul Village.
Ah Yin fixed her gaze on the body that should have belonged to her son, and her hatred reached its peak.
"Bastard, evil demon, it was you... It was you who killed my poor Little Three."
Looking at Tang San, who was sitting cross-legged and practicing the Xuantian Gong, Ah Yin wished she could drink his blood and eat his flesh, but now, she could do nothing.
She longed desperately for her benefactor to come, to help her quickly restore her strength, and then take revenge on this demonic father and son.
Ah Yin, once a 100,000-year-old soul beast, had experienced the first taste of what it meant to live each day like a year.
Perhaps it was the final words spoken during her sacrifice that had an effect. In this life, Tang Hao didn't treat Tang San as cruelly as before. Although a Title Douluo, still being chased, he made sure his son had a good life.
The once pale and thin Little Three was now well-fed and growing strong. At three years old, he was already nearly a meter tall, clearly living a very comfortable life.
But what did this matter to Ah Yin? The person in front of her was not her son, and his better life only further wounded her already broken heart.
Ah Yin gritted her teeth, counting the seconds, the days, the years. Finally, on the ninth year, she saw the long-awaited figure.
As soon as her benefactor entered the waterfall, Ah Yin used her vines to tightly bind his arm, seeing him as her savior.
Her benefactor ignored her, as before, and after a bit of searching, took out her soul bone and placed it into a soul guide.
Once everything was done, he finally turned his gaze toward her.
"You must be the Blue Silver Emperor, huh? Fine, I'll take you back first."
In her ecstatic sway, Ah Yin was taken back into the Dan Tower. Feeling the soothing scent of the pills inside, she slowly calmed herself.
"Two and a half years, after two and a half years of cultivation, I will restore my strength. When that happens, I'll make sure the Tang family has no descendants!"
The two and a half years flashed by quickly, and that day finally arrived again. Just like in her previous life, her benefactor released the little potato and helped her successfully pass her tribulation.
Inside the house, watching the vacant expression on Ah Yin's face, Ning Bei flashed a smile at Xiao Die.
"That's enough. Let's do it this way!"
"Yes, Brother Bei!"
Xiao Die nodded, and a colorful light appeared in her eyes.
"Beitian God · Imprint Substitution!"
With Xiao Die's words, the colorful light rapidly entered Ah Yin's forehead.
Seeing this, Ning Bei withdrew Xiao Die back into the Dan Tower.
A few seconds later, Ah Yin's pupils slowly refocused, and her once vacant face showed a more vivid expression.
The complex emotions in her eyes made Ning Bei click his tongue. There was gratitude toward him, regret, hatred, and even killing intent.
"Ah Yin thanks the benefactor for the rebirth."
Seeing that she was about to kneel and bow, Ning Bei hurriedly stepped forward to lift Ah Yin up.
"No need for that. You're a tragic person as well. What are your plans now?"
"I want to... kill every person with the Tang surname in this world."
Looking at the black aura hovering above her head, each word was gritted out through her teeth, and her voice was hoarse. Ning Bei couldn't help but feel a little guilty, thinking that he had been quite bad.
"Ahem, well, Ah Yin, I'm not trying to discourage you, but your strength might not be enough!"
Ah Yin was slightly stunned; she hadn't really considered that problem. She just wanted to vent the hatred that had accumulated for decades.
Thinking about the Haotian Sect's strength, Ah Yin's gaze dimmed.
"You're right, benefactor. I'm just a weak grass; I can't do anything. I can't even avenge my son!"
As she spoke, Ah Yin dropped a small pearl, as if she had seen her son's soul dispersing in the wind.
"It's not entirely without a chance."
Ning Bei's words made Ah Yin feel like a drowning person had grasped a life-saving straw. She stepped forward and grabbed his wrist with such strength that Ning Bei felt pain. This showed just how deep her hatred ran.
But it was understandable. Her body and soul ring had been stolen, and now, even her only wish, her son, was taken away. What else did she have except hatred?
"Benefactor, please help me. Ah Yin is willing to give up everything."
"Ahem, no need for that. You can continue to cultivate in the Dan Tower for a few more years. Your strength will naturally improve. By then, with 200,000 years of cultivation, you might even gain powers you don't have now."
Ning Bei didn't want to be a stepfather to this little weakling. Having more women was a headache; they could just have a pure employer-employee relationship.
I'll provide you with food and accommodation, you'll be my henchman, and who knows, maybe I'll help you avenge yourself along the way.
Ah Yin's ability to communicate with Blue Silver Grass could be useful later, especially when dealing with Xing Luo; it could prove to be quite effective.
Seeing that her benefactor didn't ask for anything in return and was willing to let her stay in the Dan Tower, Ah Yin's gratitude almost became tangible. Without a word, she knelt again, ready to perform three kowtows.
"Alright, alright, I'm not into all this. Go back and cultivate."
With that, Ning Bei sent Ah Yin back into the Dan Tower, not giving her the chance for any more dramatic gestures.
That was one troublesome matter dealt with. In the future, Little Three would never be able to awaken the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline again.
After a day of rest, Ning Bei planned to check on the training progress of the others.
When he arrived in the forest, he was surprised to find that Long Nianbing, A Dai, and Ye Yinzhu had joined the training for the Spiral Pill.
Ning Bei had no objections. Herding a few sheep was not difficult.
Their progress was good. They had already passed the water balloon stage and were now practicing the leather ball technique along with Nami and the other girls who started earlier.
What surprised Ning Bei, however, was that Zhu Zhuqing was still stuck in the water balloon stage.
If yesterday it could be said that she was too eager and couldn't enter the next stage, by today, there were no excuses.
"It seems this little girl really struggles with controlling her soul power."
Shaking his head, Ning Bei walked up to them, and they immediately stopped their training.
"Second Young Master."
"Ning Bei Brother."
"Master."
"Brother, I'm almost done with the second stage."
Among them, only Little Cat was keeping her head down, not greeting Ning Bei, looking quite dejected.
"Good. You all just need to continue practicing the way you are. Once you can consistently break the leather ball, try to stabilize the Spiral Pill in your hand and release it."
(END CHAPTER)
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