Stepping deep into the cave, Lin Nuo looked around with great interest.
The crude chisel marks on the rock walls were visible everywhere, clearly the masterpiece of that Tang Big Hammer.
However, the further he went inside, the more pungent the cold, damp, musty smell in the air became.
Even if Lin Nuo hadn’t specifically studied agriculture, forestry, animal husbandry, or fishery, he knew the basic common sense that plants loved light.
“Planting a blade of grass in a cave that never sees the sun all year round…
Could the truth behind the Blue Silver Emperor’s sacrifice really be like what the Douluo unofficial history says?”
Back then, in order to recreate a Peak Douluo possessing a hundred-thousand-year ninth spirit ring, the Clear Sky Sect hoped that the person could break through the shackles, reach the Realm of human limits like Tang Chen, and thereby lead the Sect to suppress the Spirit Hall.
So, after Tang Hao’s father finished discussing it with Tang Hao, he turned around and anonymously handed Ah Yin’s whereabouts to the desk of the former Supreme Pontiff Qian Xunji?
That was what led to the classic drama of the beloved wife’s sacrifice that followed.
Now, after an on-site inspection, Lin Nuo discovered that the schemes of that old rascal Tang Hao were likely more than just that.
According to the rules of Douluo Continent, the stronger the parents’ Bloodline, the higher the quality of the Spirit Legacy.
Tang Hao was a once-in-a-century Genius, and Ah Yin was a hundred-thousand-year Spirit Beast in human form; their offspring’s talent would be absolutely explosive.
But here was the problem: for a top-tier Bloodline like the Blue Silver Emperor, only one could exist in the same era.
Lin Nuo had sufficient reason to suspect that Tang Hao was afraid that when his son’s Spirit underwent Awakening, it would be dominated by the domineering Bloodline of the Blue Silver Emperor.
Since the Blue Silver Emperor had entered his Tang Clan, it had to be firmly grasped in the hands of the Tang Clan members, and the successor could only be Tang San.
Therefore, he deliberately threw Ah Yin, who had turned back into a seed, into this pitch-black, dilapidated cave to let her fend for herself, suppressing her growth.
As for whether there was true love between these two?
Perhaps there was a little bit.
But in the face of the Sect interests that were engraved in Tang Hao’s bones, his so-called beloved wife would ultimately have to take a backseat.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a pitiful blade of grass.”
Lin Nuo shook his head and clicked his tongue while continuing forward along the winding passage.
Before long, his vision suddenly cleared, and he arrived at a huge stone chamber with obvious traces of artificial excavation.
A faint beam of light poured down from overhead, hitting the center of the stone chamber precisely.
Lin Nuo looked up and saw that a hole the size of a bowl had been forcibly chiseled out at the top of the high stone chamber.
The sunlight could only slant in along this narrow passage, reflecting tiny dancing dust particles in the cold, damp air.
Following the direction where the light beam fell, Lin Nuo lowered his gaze.
There, a small mound of earth about half a meter high rose up alone.
A slender, blue-gold blade of grass was struggling to stretch its leaves, greedily absorbing that tiny bit of pitiful sunlight.
In the Spirit Beast world, lineage had always been supreme; high-level Bloodlines had a natural suppression over low-level ones.
Lin Nuo deliberately leaked a trace of the cold aura belonging to the top predator, the Death Spider Emperor.
The Blue Silver Grass, which had been slightly stretching a second ago, instantly curled up like a frightened quail, its leaves uncontrollably shivering.
“My Lady, do not be afraid.”
Lin Nuo squatted down with a smile as gentle as a spring breeze on his face,
“Since I, Lin, have taken your Opportunity, from now on, My Lady’s enemies are my enemies.”
“Anyone who has harmed My Lady, I, Lin, will absolutely not let any of them go.”
“Of course, I, Lin, have always been a reasonable person.”
“If My Lady does not agree, you may speak up to stop me now.”
“If you do not speak, then I, Lin, will take it as My Lady’s tacit consent.”
Ah Yin, in her state as a seed of life, was certainly not without consciousness; she was just too weak.
Now, hit by the terrifying aura of a superior being from Lin Nuo, she immediately woke up.
When she heard this shameless speech from Lin Nuo, Ah Yin’s entire plant body felt unwell.
Unable to make a sound, she could only frantically sway her slender grass leaves, resisting crazily, with every leaf vein filled with refusal.
“You see, I knew My Lady was reasonable and understood righteousness.”
“The way the leaves are swaying, it seems My Lady is already impatient to enjoy this prosperous age with me, Lin.”
Lin Nuo sighed, revealing a compassionate expression,
“Such great hospitality is truly hard for me, Lin, to refuse.”
In Ah Yin’s blurred sensory perspective, this human approaching with a smile was simply more terrifying than the most ferocious Spirit Beast.
Every step he took felt like the Grim Reaper stepping on her weak heartbeat.
Lin Nuo stopped in front of the mound, reached out without any pity for the fair maiden, and pulled the glowing Blue Silver Emperor out by the roots, casually brushing off the soil from the roots.
Originally, Lin Nuo had intended to directly devour and refine the Blue Silver Emperor’s seed of life.
But on second thought, his own Spirit attributes and the Blue Silver Emperor’s pure life attributes could be said to be completely incompatible.
On Douluo Continent, the only one who could truly understand how to turn a bad situation into a good one is likely that Undead Disaster ten thousand years later.
If he forced it now, there was no telling what negative effects it might have.
“Forget it, I will plan it slowly when I arrive at Heaven Dou City.”
Lin Nuo stuffed Ah Yin’s seed of life into a small flowerpot he had prepared in advance, wrapped it securely, and tossed it casually behind his waist.
Having packed up the Tang Clan’s lady, Lin Nuo turned his head to start doing the real business.
He hadn’t forgotten that there was a real Opportunity here.
Lin Nuo searched around, roughly pushed aside the thick moss on the rock surface, and finally locked his gaze on a small, slightly lighter-colored protrusion.
“Hidden quite deep.”
Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Nuo brought his five fingers together, mobilized the surging spirit power within his body, and struck the protrusion with a crisp and decisive palm.
“Bang—”
Amidst the dull sound of impact, the thick rock wall emitted a slight tremor.
Immediately after, a crisp “click” sound of a mechanism engaging came from above.
Accompanied by the rustling of falling gravel and dust, a secret compartment suddenly cracked open at the top of the stone wall.
A simple, long, black wooden box slid down, slamming heavily at Lin Nuo’s feet, stirring up a visible circle of dust.
Staring at this inconspicuous black box on the ground, the heat and greed in Lin Nuo’s eyes could no longer be concealed.
He impatiently took two steps forward,
“Click.”
The crisp sound of the hidden latch popping open was like a thunderclap in the dead-silent stone chamber.
The moment the lid was lifted, there were no flashy special effects, only a life fluctuation so vast it was suffocating, rushing towards him like a breached flood!
This aura had both the gentleness of spring rain nourishing all things silently and the profound weight of a vast ocean; in just a single breath’s time, it forcibly filled this dim stone chamber.
Lin Nuo stared intently.
He saw that in the center of the wooden box, a leg Spirit Bone, as transparent as blue-gold glazed glass, was quietly displayed.
The outline of the bone was flawless, and brilliant patterns like human Meridians roamed across its crystal-clear surface.
Every flicker and flow of light seemed to be performing an even breath, revealing a vivid and shocking life rhythm.