Chapter 285: Bibi Dong’s Strong Possessiveness; Fortunately, Someone Was There

Deep within the Blue Silver Forest, the clear lake water shimmered with fine ripples.

The Blue Silver Grass along the shore swayed gently with the wind, spreading across the mountains and plains like a soft blanket of emerald green.

Ah Yin stood by the lakeside, her entire being surrounded by the unique, refreshing aura of the Blue Silver Grass.

She lowered her eyes to look at the neatly stacked Spirit Bones before her; a lustrous sheen flowed over the bone surfaces, and their aura was thick and enduring.

The lowest grade among these Spirit Bones was at least at the thousand-year cultivation level.

Several of them had even reached the ten-thousand-year level. If placed in the outside world, they would be enough to incite a bloodbath throughout the Spirit Master’s world.

She spoke softly, her tone gentle.

"Over the years, many Spirit Beasts have trespassed into the Blue Silver Forest and were dealt with by the Blue Silver clan. These are the Spirit Bones they left behind."

"I am currently in the body of a Spirit Beast, so I have no use for these Spirit Bones."

"A-Qing, take these Spirit Bones; perhaps you can find a use for them."

Lin Qingmo reached out to take the Spirit Bones, a warm and delicate sensation transmitting through his fingertips.

The warmth spread from his fingertips, melting into a thick heat deep within his heart.

His fingertips brushed over the flowing halo on the surface of the Spirit Bones as he turned toward Bibi Dong at his side.

"Sister Donghuang, do you have any use for these Spirit Bones?"

Lin Qingmo asked.

This master of his had protected him from beginning to end.

She had searched everywhere for Heaven And Earth Treasures and cultivation resources for him, blocked countless hidden arrows and open attacks, and protected his steady growth all along the way; her kindness was as heavy as a mountain.

For such rare and precious Spirit Bones, he naturally had to let his master choose first.

As her gaze fell upon the Spirit Bones he offered, the surging thoughts in the depths of Bibi Dong’s eyes quietly dissipated, replaced by a rare touch of tenderness.

She raised her hand and gently pushed the Spirit Bones back, her voice soft.

"I don’t need these; these Spirit Bones are of no use to me."

"Just keep them. Even if you don’t use them yourself, you can use them to nurture your own forces."

She had long since stood at the pinnacle of the Douluo Continent.

As the Supreme Pontiff of Spirit Hall, with twin spirits at her side, her cultivation was already that of a level ninety-five Titled Douluo.

The Spirit Bones equipped on her body were all top-tier 100,000 yearsSpirit Bones rare to the continent, their grade far surpassing those before her.

What truly moved her was Lin Qingmo’s unreserved sincerity.

She had seen too many people who fawned over others for the sake of profit.

She had seen too many people who would betray trust and use any means necessary for a single Spirit Bone.

She had already seen all the intrigue and deception of the Spirit Master’s world.

Only Lin Qingmo, upon obtaining such treasures enough to drive the entire Spirit Master’s world mad, thought of her, his master, first.

This pure heart, untainted by any Impurities, made her chest tremble slightly.

If Ah Yin hadn’t been here, she probably wouldn’t have been able to resist pulling A-Qing into her arms to dote on him.

However, she suppressed her possessiveness.

"Alright, then I shall accept these."

Lin Qingmo didn’t act coy either, putting all the Spirit Bones into the spirit tool he carried with him.

He knew that his master’s strength was unfathomable, and these Spirit Bones were indeed useless to her.

Between master and Disciple, there was no need for excessive, hypocritical pleasantries.

The care and friendship he received today, he would surely repay manifold in the future.

After bidding farewell to Ah Yin once more, Lin Qingmo walked side by side with Bibi Dong toward the exit of the Blue Silver Forest.

The two figures gradually grew distant and soon disappeared into the dense thickets of Blue Silver Grass.

Ah Yin stood by the lake, her gaze following their departing figures.

The wind brushed past her hair, and clusters of Blue Silver Grass huddled gently around her.

Not until those two figures had completely vanished at the edge of the Blue Silver Forest, with not a trace left to be seen,

Did she slowly turn around, the gentle aura around her completely retracting.

In its place was the supreme pressure belonging to the Blue Silver Emperor.

Every blade of Blue Silver Grass in the entire Blue Silver Forest swayed frantically at this moment.

The rustling sound was continuous, like thousands upon thousands of subjects worshipping their monarch.

Not far away, the Blue Silver King bowed to Ah Yin, his posture respectful to the extreme.

The Blue Silver King was the administrator of the Blue Silver Forest.

He was also the existence with the highest cultivation in the clan besides Ah Yin.

Ah Yin’s voice rang out, cold and piercing, carrying a resolution that brooked no argument.

"Pass down my command."

"From this day forward, the Blue Silver Forest shall only recognize Lin Qingmo."

"Besides A-Qing, any human possessing the Blue Silver Bloodline who dares to step half a foot into the Blue Silver Forest shall be killed without mercy!"

"All Blue Silver Grass on the Douluo Continent shall only obey A-Qing’s command."

"Any other person with the Blue Silver Bloodline shall not be able to mobilize even a shred of the Blue Silver Grass’s power."

The Blue Silver King bowed to receive the order, his voice respectful and without the slightest hesitation.

"We obey the Emperor’s decree!"

Ah Yin was the sole Emperor of the Blue Silver clan.

Her command was the highest directive for the entire Blue Silver clan.

Hundreds of millions of Blue Silver Grass across the entire Douluo Continent would strictly abide by this decree.

From now on, besides Lin Qingmo, no one else would be able to borrow the power of the Blue Silver Grass.

Not even Tang San.

...

Inside the office of the Blue Tyrant Academy.

The wooden desk was wiped clean, and sunlight fell through the window lattice onto the open pages of a book.

The atmosphere in the room was stagnant; even the sound of the wind passing through the cracks in the window was exceptionally clear.

Yu Xiaogang sat behind the desk, his figure hunched, his brows tightly furrowed into a deep frown.

Before him lay open a thick tome of Spirit theory, its pages filled with annotations from his years of research.

Yet his gaze did not fall upon the pages; a lingering irritability swirled in the depths of his eyes.

Lately, nothing had been going his way.

First, there was Liu Erlong.

When he first learned that Flender had schemed to bring him to the Blue Tyrant Academy with the intention of arranging a meeting between him and Erlong, Yu Xiaogang was filled with anger.

But the final result was that Liu Erlong refused to even see them once and directly left the Blue Tyrant Academy.

That resolute posture was like someone fleeing from an unavoidable disaster.

This situation felt like a giant boulder blocking his chest, making even his breathing feel labored.

What made him even more distraught was his Personal Disciple, Tang San.

Tang San was the most talented Disciple he had ever encountered in his life, and the only one who could perfectly implement his Spirit theories.

He had poured his life’s blood and all the Spirit theories he had researched into Tang San without reservation.

He placed all his hopes on him.

He hoped Tang San would stand at the pinnacle of the Spirit Master’s world.

To prove to the entire Douluo Continent that his Spirit theories were correct.

That he was not the trash the world claimed him to be.

But ever since Tang San made a Breakthrough to the Spirit ElderRealm, his whole mind had been set on cultivating his Second Martial Soul, the Clear Sky Hammer.

He had repeatedly proposed to Yu Xiaogang that he wanted to attach spirit rings to the Clear Sky Hammer.

Successive defeats followed one after another.

Whether facing Lin Qingmo or Yu Tianheng, Tang San had failed to gain the slightest advantage.

Clearly, the continuous failures had severely provoked Tang San.

However, this matter was strictly refused by Yu Xiaogang.

For twin spirits, the spirit rings for the Second Martial Soul must wait until after the first Spirit has been attached with ten-thousand-year spirit rings.

Only in this way can the maximum potential of twin spirits be unleashed to the greatest extent.

He had painstakingly explained the pros, cons, and risks involved to Tang San countless times.

But Tang San simply couldn’t listen now, still stubbornly clinging to his own opinion.

Because of this matter, a huge, unbridgeable rift had formed between the master and Disciple.

(End of Chapter)

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