Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

That's the unique symbol of the Blue Silver Emperor.

"It will become the new emperor of the Blue Silver Grass clan."

Ah Yin withdrew her hands, looked at the seedling with relief in her eyes, and said, "When it grows up, it will protect this valley and all the Blue Silver Grass."

After saying that, Ah Yin's figure gradually faded, turning into a blue light and returning to Wang Teng's spiritual sea.

Her energy has just begun to manifest and cannot linger outside for too long.

The valley returned to calm.

A gentle breeze rustled through the blue silver grass covering the hillsides, as if cheering for the birth of a new king.

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing exchanged a glance, both seeing shock in each other's eyes.

They had so many questions to ask.

For example: Who is that woman?

How was she able to get out of Wang Teng's body?

What is her relationship with Wang Teng?

Seeing Wang Teng's calm expression, neither of them spoke.

Sword Douluo also remained silent.

He had lived for nearly a hundred years and had seen countless strange and bizarre things, but this was the first time he had ever seen a soul entity that could manifest from within a Soul Master.

However, Sword Douluo did not ask further questions.

Everyone has their own secrets, and the fact that Wang Teng could openly share these with him shows that he already considered him one of his own.

He cannot betray this trust.

"Let's go."

Sword Douluo stepped forward, patted Wang Teng on the shoulder, and said, "It's time to go back. Feng Zhi is still waiting for you at the sect."

Wang Teng nodded, took one last look at the newly sprouted little Blue Silver Emperor, and turned to follow Sword Douluo outside.

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing quickly followed, walking on either side of Wang Teng.

Ning Rongrong hesitated several times before finally asking in a low voice, "Wang Teng, who was that just now...?"

"Her name is A Yin. She was originally the queen of the Blue Silver Grass clan, but now she's with me."

Wang Teng didn't explain further.

Ning Rongrong pouted, and seeing that Wang Teng didn't want to talk about it, she didn't press him further.

Zhu Zhuqing took her hand, gently shook her head, and gestured for her to stop asking.

Sword light shot into the sky, and the four figures disappeared into the horizon.

In the valley, the little Blue Silver Emperor swayed gently in the wind, its golden veins shimmering softly in the sunlight.

The hillsides were surrounded by blue silver grass, just as subjects surrounded their king.

Chapter 403 Tang Hao Returns to Haotian Sect

After obtaining the secret of whale glue from Wang Teng, Tang Hao left the Star Dou Great Forest without delay.

He headed west, his feet barely touching the ground, his soul power pushed to its limit, his figure swiftly passing over the treetops.

The edge of the forest drew closer, and wisps of smoke could be faintly seen rising from the distant plains.

That's the nearest city.

Tang Hao pondered to himself: Whale glue is not exactly common, but it's also quite rare; some merchant guilds can still manage to get their hands on it.

He was, after all, the Haotian Douluo. Although he had lived in seclusion in the mountains for many years, he still had some savings.

Buying a few pieces of Wannian Whale Glue shouldn't be a problem.

Half an hour later, Tang Hao entered the city.

This is a medium-sized town with bustling streets and numerous shops.

Tang Hao didn't wander around; he went straight to the largest herbal medicine shop in the city.

"Boss, do you have whale glue?"

He stood in front of the counter and got straight to the point.

The shopkeeper was a fat man in his forties who was fiddling with the beads on an abacus. When he heard the words "whale glue," he paused, looked up, and sized up Tang Hao.

Tang Hao was dressed in a drab, coarse cloth outfit, his hair was messy, and he had grown stubble, making him look like a down-on-his-luck hunter.

"Would you like whale gelatin, sir?"

The shopkeeper put down his abacus and asked in a nonchalant tone, "What year is it from?"

"More than 10,000 years old."

Tang Hao took out a bag of gold soul coins from his pocket and put it on the counter with a dull thud.

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up for a moment, but quickly dimmed again. He shook his head and said, "Ten-thousand-year-old whale glue? Sir, to be honest, we had a few pieces in stock a few years ago, but now... you can't find it anywhere in the whole city."

Tang Hao frowned: "What do you mean?"

“A few years ago, someone bought up a lot of whale glue. I don’t know which force it was, but they were very generous and bought up all the whale glue that was available on the market.”

"Since then, this thing has become priceless and unavailable."

The shopkeeper sighed, lowered his voice, and said, "To be honest, I've also bought a few pieces that are ten thousand years old, only to have them sold for a high price the moment they were sold."

"Nowadays, let alone ten thousand years old, even thousand-year-old whale glue is hard to find."

"If you have any connections, try your luck at those major sects; they should still have some stock."

Tang Hao remained silent for a moment, then put away the gold soul coins, turned around, and left.

He didn't give up and went to two other herbal medicine shops in the city, but the answers he received were pretty much the same.

Whale glue is scarce and cannot be bought on the market.

One of the shopkeepers even specifically reminded him, "Sir, if you need it urgently, why don't you go and ask the Broken Clan?"

"They're in the medicinal herb business; they might have some in stock."

The Destroyer Clan?

Tang Hao paused for a moment.

The Po Clan is an affiliated sect of the Haotian Sect.

He wasn't sure before, but now...

Tang Hao did not linger in the city any longer. Instead, he found a tavern, sat down, ordered a pot of wine, and inquired about news while drinking.

The tavern is frequented by all sorts of people, and it's the most well-informed place.

Tang Hao sat for a while, and then he heard something he didn't want to hear.

"Have you heard? The Spirit Hall wiped out the four affiliated families of the Clear Sky Sect."

"That's right, the Power Clan, the Defense Clan, the Agility Clan, and the Destruction Clan, none of them escaped."

"I heard that Titan of the Power Clan and Niu Gao of the Royal Clan were both killed."

"The Spirit Hall is really ruthless. The four major families are a force with a reputation on the continent, and they were wiped out just like that."

"The Haotian Sect didn't say anything either. It seems they are really afraid of the Spirit Hall."

Tang Hao's hand gripping the wine glass tightened slightly, his knuckles turning white.

He tilted his head back, downed the wine in his glass in one gulp, put down a few coins, and got up to leave the tavern.

The four major affiliated families were wiped out.

Although Tang Hao has been out of the public eye for many years, the Po clan was once the most loyal vassal of the Haotian Sect.

Now that it's gone just like that, the blame naturally falls on the Spirit Hall.

Tang Hao stood on the street, looking at the crowds coming and going, feeling somewhat lost.

Whale glue is unavailable, and the Broken Clan is out of the question. Should we go to the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan? Or the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan?

Tang Hao couldn't bring himself to ask for whale glue again after the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School had just received a promise from him.

Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan... He and Yu Yuanzhen had no relationship, and even had some grudges.

After thinking it over, there's only one place I can go.

Haotian Sect.

Tang Hao took a deep breath and strode out of the city.

(Tang Hao only knew that the four major affiliated families had been wiped out, but he didn't know that the Po Yi Clan had been protected because of Yang Wushuang and Xue Qinghe.)

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Haotian Sect, Main Hall.

When Tang Hao returned to the sect and stepped into the hall, more than a dozen eyes fell on him at once.

Several elders of the Haotian Sect sat on either side of the main hall, each with an unfriendly expression.

In the center seat, his elder brother Tang Xiao sat upright. When he saw Tang Hao enter, a complex look flashed in his eyes.

There was relief, worry, and a touch of helplessness.

"Tang Hao, you still know how to come back?"

The one who spoke was the Second Elder, an old man with a white beard, who had the most explosive temper.

He slammed his hand on the table, stood up, pointed at Tang Hao's nose, and yelled, "How much trouble have you caused all these years?"

"The Spirit Hall is demanding our people, but you're just hiding away, living a carefree life!"

"Do you know how much the Clear Sky Sect has lost over the years because you offended the Spirit Hall?"

The Third Elder chimed in, "The Second Elder is right."

"Tang Hao, now that you're back, you have to give us an explanation."