Chapter 38 Ning Fengzhi's Wish Fulfilled.
Bibi Dong forced herself to calm down and sat back on her throne, but her grip on the scepter still betrayed her inner turmoil.
She took a deep breath, her icy gaze sweeping over everyone.
"Pass down the order: list Tang San as a key target for the Spirit Hall's observation, raising his threat level to the highest!"
"At the first opportunity, eliminate him at all costs!"
"Yes!"
Everyone responded in unison, the atmosphere in the hall becoming tense.
On the edge of the Star Dou Great Forest, in a secluded valley.
Tang Hao and Tang San temporarily settled here, avoiding potential pursuers.
When the three words "Blue Silver Emperor" and the name of its owner, "Tang San," suddenly appeared on the sky, Tang San, who was meditating cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes, his face filled with extreme shock and bewilderment.
"Blue Silver Emperor? My... Blue Silver Grass Spirit?"
He looked down at his palm.
Feeling the Blue Silver Grass within him, which had previously been considered a useless spirit, now pulsating with an unprecedented warmth.
The golden pillar of light descending from the sky enveloped him, the pure energy not only raising his soul power by one level, but more importantly, he felt a long-dormant power being awakened and flowing deep within his blood!
His Blue Silver Grass martial soul automatically appeared.
The originally slender and ordinary grass leaves were now covered with a faint golden halo.
The leaves became wider and thicker, the veins like golden threads, exuding an indescribable nobility and life aura.
Even the three soul rings around his body, yellow, yellow, and purple, deepened in color at a visible speed.
"This... what is going on?"
Tang San looked up at the sky, then at his silent father beside him, his heart filled with questions.
"My Blue Silver Grass martial soul, how could it be... Blue Silver Emperor?"
In the end, it became three purple rings.
Tang Hao looked at the changes that had occurred to his son, and the Blue Silver Grass exuding an aura of royalty.
Those weathered, yellowed eyes were filled with incredibly complex emotions: reminiscence, pain, relief, and, above all, overwhelming hatred.
He took a deep breath, knowing that some things could no longer be hidden.
"Xiao San," Tang Hao's voice was hoarse and heavy.
"Now that things have come to this, it's time to tell you some things."
Tang San held his breath, looking nervously at his father.
"Your mother," Tang Hao's eyes revealed deep sorrow and tenderness, "was not human."
Tang San's pupils contracted sharply, his heart leaping.
"She was a 100,000-year-old soul beast in human form."
Tang Hao spoke each word like a hammer blow to Tang San's heart: "Her true form was a 100,000-year-old... Blue Silver Emperor!"
Blue Silver Emperor!
A 100,000-year-old soul beast!
Tang San was struck dumb, his body swaying, his mind blank.
His mother... was actually a soul beast?
And a queen among soul beasts?
"Your Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul is no ordinary Blue Silver Grass; it's a Martial Soul inherited from your mother, flowing with the bloodline of the Blue Silver Emperor!"
"However, this bloodline has always remained dormant within you, never awakened."
Tang Hao continued, his voice tinged with suppressed pain.
"With your mother's passing, now, on this Douluo Continent, only within your body lies the last and purest Blue Silver Emperor bloodline in the world!"
"Originally, I intended to wait until you were strong enough before trying to help you awaken this power. Unexpectedly… this Heavenly Curtain, by a twist of fate, directly helped you fully awaken it!"
Tang Hao looked at the vibrant imperial aura emanating from his son, his tone carrying an indescribable complexity.
Although the Heavenly Curtain had revealed many secrets, it had also given his son an immense stroke of luck.
Tang San, processing this earth-shattering information, trembled slightly, "Then my mother... how..."
Mentioning this, Tang Hao's aura instantly became incredibly violent and icy, the deep-seated hatred almost tangible as it surged forth.
His fists clenched, his nails digging deep into his palms.
"It was the Spirit Hall!"
Tang Hao's voice seemed to come from the deepest hell, filled with boundless killing intent. "It was the previous Pope, Qian Xunji!"
His eyes were bloodshot as he slowly recounted the events of that year: "Back then, your mother's identity as a spirit beast was exposed. Qian Xunji personally led a large number of Spirit Hall experts to surround and kill her. To protect you, who had just been born, and to give me the power to break through the encirclement..."
"Your mother was forced to choose sacrifice, offering her 100,000-year spirit ring, spirit bone, and all her cultivation to me..."
Endless sorrow and overwhelming rage instantly engulfed Tang San's heart.
His eyes turned bloodshot, and his body trembled violently from extreme anger!
"The Spirit Hall..."
An unprecedented killing intent flashed in Tang San's eyes.
Just as Tang San was filled with rage, the golden light in the sky shifted once more, revealing a new ranking.
[Special Martial Soul Ranking, Third Place: Eight Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!]
[Eight Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, a support-type weapon martial soul. Its special characteristic lies in: this martial soul evolved from the original Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda by absorbing the power of the compatible immortal herb "Qiluo Tulip," breaking its own bloodline shackles. It is the evolved form that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has dreamed of for hundreds of years, breaking the ironclad rule that support-type soul masters cannot break through level 80. Currently, it is the only Eight Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda existing on the Douluo Continent.]
[Owner: Ning Fengzhi (Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect)]
[Reward: Soul Power increased by one level, martial soul restrictions completely removed, foundation strengthened, martial soul perfectly evolved into Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda (can be attached with a ninth soul ring)]
"Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!!"
This time, the exclamation didn't just come from the Spirit Hall.
It resounded throughout the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and even the entire Heaven Dou Empire!
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda has evolved!
The shackles of centuries have been broken once more!
Previously, Ning Rongrong's martial soul evolved into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
Now, Ning Fengzhi, the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, has inexplicably evolved his martial soul into the Eight Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda as well.
Furthermore, he received a reward from the Heavenly Canopy, causing his martial soul to evolve again, becoming the legendary Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
Inside the main hall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
When Ning Fengzhi saw the Eight Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda on the Heavenly Canopy and its owner—his own name—he was struck dumb, instantly rising from his seat. His gentle, jade-like face was filled with utter shock and disbelief!
"My Eight Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda...it actually...is on the list?"
Ning Fengzhi murmured, his voice trembling slightly.
Previously, he had consumed the Qiluo Tulip, and although he had luckily broken through to the Soul Douluo level and his martial soul had evolved into the Eight Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, he ultimately failed to take that final step and fulfill the sect's centuries-old ultimate dream.
But now, not only has the Heavenly Curtain ranked his Eight Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda third on the Special Martial Soul Ranking, but the generous reward has also made his heart pound wildly. His
Martial Soul has perfectly evolved into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!
This is something he never dared to dream of!
Just as he was overwhelmed with emotion, almost unable to control himself, that thick and sacred golden pillar of light seemed to sense the bloodline and Martial Soul within him.
It traversed space and precisely enveloped him!
"Buzz—!"
Ning Fengzhi felt a surge of energy, far purer and more vast than when he had consumed the immortal herb, flood into his body.
Instantly, he broke through the bottleneck of level eighty-two, reaching level eighty-three!
But this increase in soul power was insignificant compared to the changes that followed!
Read 50+ Advanced Chapters At Pat Reon
[email protected]/FicToric
(End of Chapter)