Douluo Continent: Blue Silver Becomes a God, Everlasting Forever!

Chapter 64: Slapping Tang Hao Away, 'Time Travel' and Sacrificing Him? Lan Yu: This is the history I'm recreating for you!

However, before Tang Hao could speak, he was startled by a look from Lan Yu and stood still.

His dark face and tear stains, combined with his messy hair and worn-out clothes that hadn't been washed in years.

Lan Yu frowned as he watched.

"Take your disgusting look away."

Lan Yu took a half step back in disgust, as if the smell emanating from Tang Hao—a mixture of cheap alcohol, sweat, and a decadent aura—was some kind of deadly poison.

Lan Yu raised his hand and waved it lightly near his nose, his tone as cold as ice:
“I stopped you not out of pity to save that woman who betrayed her people, nor to take in your good-for-nothing son.”

"I simply...can't stand your self-righteous, pretentious, but utterly foolish behavior."

The flame of hope in Tang Hao's eyes was instantly extinguished, replaced by a pale and bewildered expression.

Tang Hao opened his mouth, his voice hoarse:
"What do you mean?"

"After Ah Yin sacrificed herself for you, where did you plant the seed that Ah Yin left behind?"

Lan Yu didn't answer his question, but instead asked abruptly.

Tang Hao paused for a moment, then subconsciously replied:

"In a... very safe place."

There's a waterfall there to shelter you, plenty of water, and I've set up a protective barrier; no one can..."

"Is it perpetually dark and damp, filled only with moisture, where the sun never shines?"

Lan Yu interrupted him with a cold laugh, his eyes, which seemed to see through everything in the world, were full of mockery.

Tang Hao's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition surged into his mind:

"So what if it is...?"
Blue Silver Grass is incredibly resilient, and the area is rich in spiritual energy, making it the perfect place for it…

"idiot!"

Lan Yu's sharp shout struck Tang Hao's chest like a heavy hammer.

"Blue Silver Grass, grows towards the sun!"

Even ordinary blue silver grass needs sunlight to photosynthesize and absorb the essence of heaven and earth!

"And Ah Yin, she was once the Blue Silver Emperor!"

It is the king of plants!
What she needs is not just water, but the purest, most masculine sunlight, the purest warmth of life in the world!

Lan Yu stepped forward, his gaze sharp as a knife, and with each word, he dissected Tang Hao's deepest, most painful wound:
"You planted her in a dark, damp cave behind a waterfall?"
You think that's protection?
You think that's nourishing?

"Tang Hao, that's execution!"

"What……"

Tang Hao staggered back two steps, his face instantly turning ashen, his eyes wide with unbelievable fear.

"In that cold and gloomy place, she was enduring suffocating pain every single second."

Her roots were rotting, her spirit trembled in the cold, she desperately tried to draw in a ray of sunlight but could only touch the cold rocks and endless darkness!

Lan Yu's voice was completely flat, yet it was more demoralizing to Tang Hao than a devil's whisper:
"Your so-called 'deep love and protection' is actually imprisoning her in a dark and icy hell, tormenting her remaining soul day after day."

"If she could still speak, the first thing she would say to you would definitely not be 'I love you,' but rather—'Kill me!'"

"Do not!!!!"

Tang Hao finally broke down, clutching his head with both hands and letting out a shrill scream.

Tang Hao knelt on the ground, his whole body trembling violently, tears mixed with snot flowing freely.

For more than a decade, he has been guarding the Holy Soul Village, which is not far from the cave, day and night.

Out of guilt, Tang Hao rarely went to Shandong, but every time he got drunk, his spiritual power would spread out.

Watching the slender blue silver grass sway in the wind, he thought it was Ah Yin responding to him, a sign of hope for their reunion. But now, this supreme being of the plant realm was telling him that every sway was Ah Yin's painful struggle?
Are those every drop of dew a tear of despair from her in the darkness?

It was he... who personally pushed Ah Yin into an even deeper abyss?

"I...I don't know...I really don't know..."

Tang Hao murmured incoherently, like a child who had done something wrong but could no longer make amends.

Looking at the man whose mental defenses had completely collapsed, Lan Yu's disgust deepened.

“Ignorance is not an excuse for doing evil.”

"Get out of here with your stupidity."

Lan Yu turned around, sat back on his high throne, and never looked at Tang Hao again, leaving behind only a chillingly indifferent judgment:

"Remember, Ah Yin's death was half due to the Spirit Hall, and the other half due to your incompetence and arrogance."

"Lan Yuan, throw it out."

"Yes, Emperor!"

Lan Yuan grinned maliciously. Unable to contain himself any longer, he suddenly waved his hand, and countless thick vines burst from the ground, lashing the distraught Tang Hao like whips.

He directly slapped the once-powerful Haotian Douluo away like trash.

They flew directly from the palace to outside Tiandou City.

Outside Tiandou City, in the wilderness.

"boom!"

With a muffled thud, Tang Hao crashed to the ground like a broken sack, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Tang Hao clutched the simple flowerpot containing Ah Yin's true form tightly in his arms; it was the only thing he had desperately protected in the instant he was sent flying.

"Lan Yu! You..."

Tang Hao struggled to his feet, his eyes bloodshot. He was about to shout angrily at the distant imperial palace to vent his resentment and unwillingness.

However, before he could finish speaking, a violent wave of dizziness suddenly struck him, and the surrounding space seemed to be wildly twisted and torn apart by an invisible hand.

"vomit--"

The intense feeling of weightlessness made Tang Hao gag.

When Tang Hao opened his eyes again, the scene before him stunned him instantly, and his blood seemed to freeze at that moment.

The dark and damp cave, the familiar rock walls, and that... the scent that haunted his dreams!

"Ah Yin?!"

Tang Hao turned his head sharply and saw deep inside the cave, the gentle and beautiful blue-haired woman lying on the stone bed, covered in sweat and groaning in pain, clearly in the critical moment of childbirth.

Outside the cave, shouts of battle filled the air!
Tang Hao!
"Hand over that 100,000-year-old soul beast, and I might spare your life!"

That arrogant and domineering voice, that overbearing arrogance... Qian Xunji!

Is this... the day Gintoki sacrificed herself?!

"Ah Yin!"
Don't be afraid, I'll protect you!

Tang Hao rushed towards the stone bed like a madman, wanting to embrace the woman he would regret for the rest of his life.

However, his hands passed straight through Ah Yin's body, as if passing through a wisp of air.

"What...what's going on?!"

Tang Hao stared in horror at his own hands, then at Ah Yin, who remained unresponsive, a deep sense of powerlessness washing over him.

"Don't waste your energy, this is just the 'history' I'm recreating for you."

(End of this chapter)