Douluo Continent: Blue and Silver Twins, adopted by Bibi Dong

Chapter 128 One year later, Bibi Dong's 87th Slaughter in the City! Blue Moon Fourth Ring, 20,000-year-old mutated Blue Silver King?

There's also Chihiro.

Although His Holiness the Pope treated me very well, he was also a very shrewd and calculating person.

Bibi Dong is his direct disciple, and Lan Yue knows perfectly well how high his expectations are for Dong'er.

If Qian Xunji knew that he was getting too close to other women, he might not be happy.

After all, in his eyes, he and Bibi Dong were the only couple.

Letting Ah Yin stay in the Blue Silver Forest is indeed the most appropriate choice.

Having thought this through, Lan Yue had already made up her mind.

Lan Yue looked up at A Yin's anxious eyes, but instead of exposing her lie, she said softly, "Silly A Yin, what are you worried about?"

Ah Yin's heart tightened, thinking that Lan Yue was going to continue to ask questions, but she saw Lan Yue sigh and reach out to pat her head.

"Since you don't want to go, then don't go."

Ah Yin was stunned.

Lan Yue looked at her and said seriously, "The Blue Silver Forest is indeed more suitable for your cultivation, and it is also your home."

I will not force you to do anything you do not want to do.

"Your Highness————"

Ah Yin's eyes instantly reddened, and a huge sense of guilt welled up in her heart.

His Highness has been so good to me, yet I—I've been hiding such a huge secret—

"but."

Lan Yue changed the subject, her tone becoming domineering.

"You can't stay here alone if you don't come back with me."

Ah Yin blinked, somewhat taken aback.

Lan Yue smiled and said, "The Blue Silver Forest will be my sacred place for cultivation from now on. I will come here often."

If you dare to slack off and not practice, or starve yourself to death, I'll be angry.

Upon hearing this, Ah Yin could no longer hold back. She hugged Lan Yue tightly, tears streaming down her face: "Your Highness—Your Highness—"

Ah Yin cried like a child, feeling both guilty and moved.

His Highness did not press the matter, nor did he blame her; he even gave her a way out.

How could she not be completely devoted to such thoughtfulness and tenderness?

Lan Yue was struggling to breathe from being choked, and patted A Yin's back helplessly: "Alright, alright, stop crying, you won't be pretty if you keep crying."

Ah Yin smiled through her tears, released Lan Yue, and wiped her tears with her sleeve, still sobbing, "Your Highness—Ah Yin—Ah Yin will definitely cultivate diligently, and when you come next time, you will definitely see Ah Yin's progress!"

"Okay, I'll wait."

Lan Yue smiled and pinched her cheek.

One hour later.

The edge of the Blue Silver Forest.

Ah Yin stood under the largest blue-silver tree, looking at the blue moon not far away, her eyes filled with reluctance.

Dugu Bo and Dugu Xin were already waiting ahead, and Lan Yue was preparing to leave.

"Your Highness."

Ah Yin called softly.

Lan Yue turned around and looked at her.

Ah Yin quickly stepped forward, knelt down in front of Lan Yue, gently kissed his forehead, and said softly, "Your Highness, take care on your journey. Ah Yin will—will miss you."

Lan Yue reached out and patted her head, smiling, "Cultivate well, and wait for me to return."

"Um!"

Ah Yin nodded vigorously.

Lan Yue turned around and walked towards Dugu Bo and his son.

After taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped and said without turning his head, "By the way, Ah Yin."

"Your Highness?"

"Those two with hammers will never bother you again."

Lan Yue said calmly.

"Focus on your cultivation."

After saying that, Lan Yue strode away.

Ah Yin stood there, watching Lan Yue's figure disappear, and finally, tears streamed down her face.

"Your Highness—thank you—"

Ah Yin murmured softly, her hands clasped tightly to her chest, as if trying to grasp something.

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After a long while, Ah Yin took a deep breath, turned around, and looked at the blue silver forest that belonged to her.

Sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled shadows, and countless blue silver grasses swayed in the wind, as if paying homage to her.

A slight upturn at the corners of her lips revealed a gentle yet firm smile.

"Your Highness, Ah Yin will always be here waiting for you."

"This will always be your home."

one year later.

The City of Slaughter, the Arena.

A dark purple figure stood silently in the center of the field, surrounded by more than a dozen corpses lying haphazardly.

Blood pooled into streams, slowly flowing along the cracks in the ground.

Bibi Dong flicked the spider spear in her hand expressionlessly, and the blood droplets slid off, revealing the still sharp tip.

"The 83rd match."

Bibi Dong silently recited in her heart.

Seventeen more games to go before I can get my ticket to Hell Road.

"Xiaoyue————"

""

Bibi Dong muttered to herself.

"Wait for my sister to come back."

A year has passed in the blink of an eye.

Deep within the Blue Silver Forest, the palace woven from Blue Silver Grass still stands quietly, the surrounding Blue Silver Grass even more lush than a year ago, the golden veins on the leaves even clearer.

Inside the palace, a tall, slender figure sat cross-legged.

A year has passed, and Lan Yue has grown a lot taller. She used to only reach Ah Yin's waist, but now she has reached Ah Yin's chest.

His once youthful face had lost some of its baby fat.

The outline became more distinct.

But at this moment, a faint sense of helplessness lingered on his face.

"A 20,000-year-old Blue Silver King — A 30,000-year-old Blue Silver Vine —"

Lan Yue murmured to herself, opened her eyes, and a complex light flashed in them.

He had run himself ragged trying to find those two soul beasts this past year.

The first spirit ring lasted 85,000 years, the second 6,000 years, and the third 10,000 years.

The spirit rings absorbed by the Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul must come from the Blue Silver Clan.

This is the bottom line that Blue Moon has set for itself.

Although there is still a 500,000-year-old source within the body, the age of the soul rings can be increased at any time.

But Lan Yue always believed that the higher the initial age of the Soul Ring, the better.

The power of origin is meant to enhance existing strengths, not to compensate for initial deficiencies.

The problem is that there are very few high-age Blue Silver Clan soul beasts on the Douluo Continent.

Blue Silver Herbs are the lowest level of plants; very few can cultivate to the level of a thousand years, let alone more than ten thousand years.

The 85,000-year-old Blue Silver King was the product of tens of thousands of years of accumulation in the entire Blue Silver Forest.

After it was sacrificed, it became almost impossible for Blue Moon to find a soul beast of the same quality.

But Blue Moon did not give up.

Relying on the connection to his 700,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor bloodline, he managed to find two stragglers on the vast continent.

The first one is on a cliff on the coast of the East China Sea.

It was a 20,000-year-old mutated Blue Silver King plant that somehow ended up in the coastal area.

Rooted in the crevices of the cliff, it endures the sea breeze and the sea fog day after day.

Its leaves are tougher and darker in color than those of the inland blue silver grass, with a faint blue sheen.

When Blue Moon found it, the Blue Silver King was undergoing its tribulation.

Blue Moon was extremely shocked.

"How could an ordinary ten-thousand-year-old soul beast have the opportunity to transcend tribulation?"

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