After witnessing Chen Ming's strength, Dugu Bo could only repeatedly advise him to be more cautious in the future when taking action. He is no longer worried about whether Chen Ming will encounter any danger.
After leaving the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, Chen Ming first made a stop at Heaven Dou Imperial Academy to greet Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling. Then he officially began his journey across the continent.
"Nuoding City, Holy Spirit Village—it's decided, you're up next!"
In the wilderness, Chen Ming took out a map of the Heaven Dou Empire, quickly pinpointed the location of Nuoding City, then spread his wings and flew toward Suoto City, suppressing his soul power as he traveled.
After a few days, Chen Ming arrived at a city near Souto City. Posing as an ordinary soul master, he purchased a map of the area.
For just a few silver coins, Chen Ming acquired a detailed map. It not only outlined the geography around Souto City but also marked the surrounding villages of nearby cities.
Following the map, Chen Ming searched for a location near the marked point labeled Holy Spirit Village. He quickly identified a place that matched the description from the original story.
It was a secluded waterfall, with no roads or soul beasts around—a very quiet and remote spot.
Putting away the map, Chen Ming donned a black cloak and moved stealthily toward the mysterious waterfall with ghost-like speed. Using his spiritual energy to scan the area, he discovered a cave deliberately hidden behind the waterfall.
Chen Ming restrained his aura, enveloped his body with a thin layer of soul power for protection, and flapped his wings to swiftly land before the cave.
The cave entrance was concealed by a chanism. The rock at the entrance appeared very realistic, but with just a sweep of his spiritual energy, Chen Ming identified the chanism to open it.
The interior of the cave was damp and dark, devoid of sunlight. Although Chen Ming was not breathing and using his soul power for internal circulation instead, he could still feel the suffocating moistness of the air. Who knows how many years it had been since this place had proper ventilation?
Ordinary plants could not survive in such a cave.
In such conditions, not only would plants struggle to survive, but even tal left here would quickly corrode.
Although Chen Ming had learned from the original story that Tang Hao had hidden the Blue Silver Emperor there, stepping into the cave still made him question if Tang Hao and the Blue Silver Emperor were truly not enemies.
In such a dim, damp, and poorly ventilated environnt, even the hardiest Blue Silver Grass would struggle to survive. The Blue Silver Emperor might be powerful, but how could even it thrive and grow quickly in such harsh conditions? Planting the Blue Silver Emperor here was practically a slow form of torture.
The entrance was a narrow space about three ters tall and two ters wide. As Chen Ming ventured further in, it opened into a stone chamber roughly ten square ters in size. At the top of the chamber's walls was a hole about the width of two or three fingers, letting in a faint trickle of airflow.
Chen Ming estimated that, based on the hole's position, sunlight would only enter the cave for two or three months a year. If there was bad weather or if the hole beca blocked, even that little sunlight might not make it inside.
Beneath the hole was a small mound of earth, upon which lay a weak, drooping Blue Silver Grass.
This Blue Silver Grass was slightly larger than normal, with longer leaves and faint golden patterns on its surface. Without a doubt, this was the legendary Blue Silver Grass royal lineage—the Blue Silver Emperor, Tang San's mother. However, due to a long-term lack of sunlight and suitable growing conditions, the once-mystical Blue Silver Emperor appeared sickly. Even when Chen Ming's footsteps echoed in the chamber, the Blue Silver Grass rely twitched its leaves slightly with no further reaction.
Chen Ming had expected so kind of response, such as excitent or vigilance, upon his arrival. What he didn't anticipate was the Blue Silver Emperor being in such a half-dead state.
Seeing this, Chen Ming couldn't help but crouch down, poking the Blue Silver Emperor's leaves with his finger while using his spiritual energy to assess its condition.
"Poor, very poor, extrely poor."
Having spent a great deal of ti in the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well surrounded by various immortal herbs, Chen Ming had beco very familiar with plant life. After sensing the Blue Silver Emperor's state, he began to question Tang Hao's thought process.
Buried in this stone chamber, the Blue Silver Emperor was barely clinging to life. Its vitality and soul power were depleted, and its spiritual energy was fragile. It was surviving purely on its royal-level resilience and the innate hardiness of the Blue Silver Grass species. In response to Chen Ming's probing, the Blue Silver Emperor couldn't even react properly, instead repeatedly transmitting its weakness.
Chen Ming ford his fingers into a blade, used a slight amount of soul power, and dug the Blue Silver Emperor—roots and all—out of the ground. Holding the Blue Silver Emperor by its leaves, he gently shook it, brushing off the dirt and exposing its roots.
What should have been roots extending several ters deep into the ground had been reduced to less than ten centiters in length. The shallowness of the roots left Chen Ming montarily speechless.
As the Blue Silver Emperor was fully exposed to the air, its previously dormant spiritual essence finally stirred slightly. Its golden-patterned leaves wrapped weakly around Chen Ming's fingers, and a faint voice, filled with desperation, echoed in his mind:
["Take out of here."]
The voice, distinctly feminine, was weak and filled with pain. The Blue Silver Emperor, Ah Yin, was in such a dire state that she could no longer think clearly. All she could do was issue a primal plea for help.
Chen Ming sighed and infused a tiny bit of life energy into the Blue Silver Emperor. Though the amount was minuscule, for Ah Yin, who had been starving for years, it was like a divine elixir.
The Blue Silver Emperor's leaves clung tightly to Chen Ming's fingers, its roots twitching slightly with excitent from the infusion of life energy. However, this small amount was far from enough to satisfy its long-deprived state.
Ah Yin unconsciously stretched her body, wrapping herself around Chen Ming as she continued to plead for more life energy. No matter the cost, she desperately needed even the tiniest bit more—anything to sustain her.
Chen Ming shrugged and placed the Blue Silver Emperor, Ah Yin, into a specially prepared storage soul tool designed to nurture life and conceal energy. Then, with a sweep of his spiritual energy and a slight movent of his soul power, he located the small box containing the 100,000-year soul bone.
The lead box slowly opened, releasing a dense wave of life energy. It was none other than the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone, created during Ah Yin's sacrifice.
PS: Poor Ah Yin. Wait. Can she be considered a rich woman?
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