Douluo: Star-Breaking Sword God

Chapter 166 Ah Yin: I Can't Go Back, Xu Xingli
A month later.

Tang San walked out of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School gates in a daze once again.

Starting a business is risky, and investing requires caution. As expected, Tang San, who had used his God of Gamblers technique, was left with nothing by Ning Fengzhi's cunning scheme.

The funds he had previously given him were returned in full, and the method of making hidden weapons was split 50/50 with Qian Renxue, with each of them receiving the method.

Although it does not include the top six hidden weapons in the Tang Clan's hidden weapon ranking, the top six hidden weapons are extremely difficult to make, and the materials are even more difficult to find.

The production method they have now acquired is sufficient for Ning Fengzhi and the Spirit Hall.

"Hmph, the so-called three upper sects are nothing but this. The Haotian Sect betrayed my father, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has humiliated me like this. Sooner or later, I, Tang San, will take them all back."

Tiandou Royal Academy, Ling Qianyao's residence.

Ling Qianyao opened the letter that Zhu Zhuyun had secretly sent. How long had it been since this older sister last sent a letter?
This older sister is still unaware that Zhu Zhuqing knows everything and is still playing a role similar to Uchiha Itachi. I wonder what her expression will be when they meet again at the Soul Master Competition and Zhu Zhuqing reveals her true feelings.

"He probably didn't inform Zhu Zhuqing beforehand, did he?" Ling Qianyao shrugged.

"It's been a long time since we last contacted each other. Speaking of which, I've actually missed you quite a bit, you wicked little devil."

Although Zhuqing doesn't know about my situation yet, you know, don't you? Aside from me writing to you, you never write to ask about my well-being.

Don't forget, I'm the older sister! Be careful, after we meet at the Soul Master Competition, I'll beat you until you cry for your parents, just like when we first met. This time, I won't hold back like I did the first time.

Back to business.

Recently, a disciple of the Star Crown Sect, whom you've been longing to see, joined the Star Luo Royal Academy team.

Xu Xingli, 17 years old, female, martial soul: Star Crown, level 44 support-type battle soul master.

It's clearly a support-type weapon spirit, yet it's called the Battle Spirit Sect. Isn't that strange? It's comparable to your bizarre spirit.

I tried to subtly inquire about her purpose, but she didn't respond. However, she did ask me about you.

Judging from this, it must be closely related to you. After all, you've been investigating the Star Crown Sect, haven't you? Now it seems you two might have some connection?
The only thing she revealed was that she would be participating in this year's Soul Master Competition with us.

Just a heads-up, the Star Crown Sect, though a reclusive sect, is still exceptionally powerful. If you truly possess this bloodline, be prepared to confront your origins.

Finally, I'll say it again: unless Zhu Qing is willing to be with you, otherwise, hmph, (｀⌒メ)
Also (crossed out), also, you can occasionally write me a letter—your sister.

After reading the letter, Ling Qianyao lit it and watched the flickering flames gradually engulf the paper, his thoughts churning.

They really came. Come to think of it, the Star Crown Sect has a rare bloodline. Since I have the Star Crown bloodline, they would definitely come to investigate. After all, the characteristics of my martial soul are very similar to those of the Star Crown, aren't they?

Even if it has nothing to do with Star Crown, in the Douluo Continent at this time, almost all the Star Martial Souls were banding together in the Star Crown Sect, and it was very possible that they would send a few people out to test and win them over.

Xu Xinglan, Xu Xingli.
Phew—I hope it's not some loser's script.

Having made up his mind, Ling Qianyao regained his composure and took out a piece of paper to reply to Zhu Zhuyun.
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late at night.

As usual, Ling Qianyao took out the Blue Silver Emperor's true form from the storage soul tool and infused it with star power.

But this time, the Blue Silver Emperor did not, as usual, have its tender, lush leaves stretch out rapidly and rush into his arms as if seeing its favorite thing.

Or she could activate Blue Silver Entanglement, wrapping it around his arms and waist, the leaves rubbing against each other to express intimacy.

Even Ah Yin's spirit seemed to pause for a moment before floating out of the Blue Silver Emperor, pursing her lips, blushing, and gently leaning against his shoulder.

The Blue Silver Emperor's true form then began to sway slowly, winding its way up Ling Qianyao's arm.

The leaves began to sway, but the movement seemed rather chaotic and disorderly.

Looking at Ah Yin on the side, she rested her head on Ling Qianyao's shoulder, her face buried in his chest, her ears already bright red. Ling Qianyao blinked, "You... you've regained your memories?"

Ah Yin pursed her lips. Although she didn't want to admit it, it was true. A few days ago, some strange memories suddenly appeared in her mind.

After regaining her senses, Ah Yin was completely stunned.

The Blue Silver Grass clan possesses a unique Blue Silver Network. The emperor can access the memories of Blue Silver Grass from various places, obtain life force replenishment from other Blue Silver Grasses, and so on.

Memories from the past decade flooded her mind like a tidal wave. Instead of the warm and comforting image of Tang Hao treating the seed she had left behind and allowing her to grow in the light as she had expected, she was met with endless darkness and struggle.

For more than a decade, he was trapped in a dark cave, struggling to survive there by relying on the indestructible essence of the Blue Silver Emperor.

He came to see me, but always left in a hurry, his eyes filled with sadness, regret, and fear.

She couldn't understand why the person she once loved so deeply had become such a stranger.

Then came the scene of Ling Qianyao arriving at the cave, saying, "Come with me," and bringing him to his side. He buried the soul bone containing his own origin at the bottom of the potted plant, feeding it daily with the star power that he was almost addicted to.

Her dependence on and intimacy with him stemmed from instinct, and as time went by, this dependence gradually turned into a deep longing. She found that she could no longer live without him.

Then came the scene that made her too ashamed to describe: what were those perverted angels and the incredibly evil cat in front of them doing to Ling Qianyao every day in front of her?

It was something she truly envied and felt was outrageous!

Furthermore, during the time she was recovering her spiritual body, she secretly ate and tasted delicious food without permission. Such intimate acts were clearly beyond her original, simple understanding.

Although it's not bad and I'm quite satisfied, this is not right!

Adding to this, Qian Renxue and the other two's speculations about what Tang Hao had done, and Qian Renxue's "training" of her, all these things plunged her into endless entanglement and confusion.

Deep down, she had already accepted the fact that Tang Hao had betrayed her. Through the memories of the nearby Blue Silver Grass, she saw Tang Hao's neglect of Tang San after giving birth to him, and Tang San's strange behavior since childhood.
She had originally planned to cover it up for a while longer, pretend nothing had happened, and immerse herself in these warm days.

As a result, he didn't even have a good grasp of himself, and to make matters worse, he exposed himself so quickly.
"Yes, I'm sorry," Ah Yin said, her head bowed, her voice barely audible.

Ling Qianyao gently put the Blue Silver Emperor down and smiled faintly, "It was indeed an unexpected surprise. So, what's your choice? Do you want to go home, or..."

"I want to stay!" Ah Yin suddenly raised her head, her eyes filled with determination, her voice suddenly softening, "If, if possible..."

"Then, you can stay." Ling Qianyao blinked and continued channeling his star power. "Are you full?"

"Huh?" Ah Yin's face turned as red as a ripe apple, her eyes darting around in a panic, her hands unconsciously clutching the hem of her clothes, and she stammered, "It's okay, I'm not particularly full."

Ling Qianyao patted the person next to him. "Sit down, let's talk."

"Hmm," Ah Yin sat down next to Ling Qianyao again, and then, very slowly, she rested her head on Ling Qianyao's shoulder, her heart pounding like a drum.

Only after she actually touched it and smelled the familiar scent did her heartbeat slowly calm down.

Yes, this is what I want. Warm memories of being with Ling Qianyao surged in my heart, gradually fading away the bad memories of the past.

The next moment, Ah Yin pursed her lips, mustered her courage, and instantly appeared in front of Ling Qianyao, her red lips falling.

A tear slid down her cheek. "I'm sorry, Haotian Douluo, you betrayed me first, and now there's no going back."
Immediately afterwards, it was as if Ah Yin had opened the door to a new world. She wrapped her arms tightly around Ling Qianyao's neck and began to greedily take what she wanted. She had not forgotten Qian Renxue's instructions to her.

"Owner."

In Tiandou City, at an inn.

Tang Hao, still half asleep, touched the top of his head and felt itchy.

(End of this chapter)