Chapter 270: 289. Silver Shield. Bloodline Severance Technique
The ten-thousand-year blue silver grass remained unmoved by Tang San's command.
This made Tang San even angrier. Ever since he became the Blue Silver Emperor, for tens of thousands of years, all the blue silver grasses on the Douluo Continent had respectfully contributed faith power to him. When had a single blue silver grass ever ignored him?
"I won't repeat myself. I am the son of the Blue Silver Emperor. Noble blood flows in my body. Sacrifice to me, immediately, right now." Tang San ordered once again.
"The Blue Silver Forest is not a place for you to rampage." The ten-thousand-year blue silver grass said.
The next moment, several swishing sounds came from deep within the forest. Immediately after, several blue silver vines spread out from the depths of the forest. Tang San's legs, hands, waist, and neck were entangled before he could react, hoisting him up.
In his panic, Tang San saw that the leaves wrapping around him had golden patterns, meaning the Blue Silver Emperor was nearby.
Blue Silver Emperor... that Blue Silver King who stole his emperor position? What did he want to do???
The next moment, Tang San knew exactly what the hidden Blue Silver Emperor intended.
He felt that something very important to him was being drawn out by these Blue Silver Emperor vines.
It was... it was the bloodline... his noble Blue Silver Emperor bloodline.
Tang San's expression changed drastically. He shouted toward the depths of the forest: "No, I am the son of the Blue Silver Emperor. This is my bloodline. You cannot deprive me of my bloodline..." As if to silence Tang San, another Blue Silver Emperor vine wrapped around, covering his mouth and preventing him from making any sound.
Tang San's current blue silver grass martial soul was blue silver grass with Blue Silver Emperor bloodline. Without a Blue Silver Emperor to inherit the position and become the Blue Silver Emperor, even with one present, it could become the Blue Silver King martial soul, a top-tier martial soul condensed from relatively noble bloodline.
However, if deprived of the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline, Tang San's martial soul would completely degenerate into ordinary blue silver grass.
An ordinary blue silver grass martial soul could still serve as a springboard for Tang San, allowing him to switch to cultivating the Haotian Hammer after reaching a certain level. But the problem was Yu Xiaogang's useless arrangements and Tang San's later neglect, which led him to attach three soul rings with poison attributes to himself.
These soul rings conflicted with the blue silver grass's attributes. Originally, the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline firmly suppressed the side effects of the soul rings' attributes, and with the help of the Mysterious Heaven Technique, it allowed Tang San to maintain the cultivation speed befitting an innate full soul power soul master.
If deprived of this bloodline, Tang San didn't even dare imagine how slow his cultivation of blue silver grass would become.
"Wu wu, wu wu." On the vines, Tang San struggled desperately, reaching out to grasp the departing bloodline, but to no avail. Finally, Tang San felt himself being drained dry.
After losing the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline, the side effects began to manifest.
Originally, though Tang San wasn't a handsome guy, with the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline's enhancement, he could be considered a spirited young man. But after losing the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline, Tang San's bloodline reverted to only Tang Hao's.
Over the years, the frequent blacksmithing and exposure to the scorching sun's side effects emerged at this moment.
His skin became rough and dark, his appearance sloppier, his looks directly halved. His originally perfectly proportioned legs shortened a bit. If Tang San ate a little more in daily life, gaining some weight, he could pass for a knockoff Zhao Wuji.
In his previous life, Tang San had become exceedingly handsome through the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline's further beautification. In this life, the beautification was gone. In earthy terms, Tang San was now a short squat melon, a black egg~
The vines loosened, dropping the darkened Tang San to the ground.
"Now, the things that didn't belong to you have been reclaimed. Get out of the Blue Silver Forest and never set foot here again." From the depths of the Blue Silver Forest came a deep, ethereal voice.
Tang San struggled to stand, looking resentfully toward the depths of the Blue Silver Forest.
Blue Silver King, you usurped the emperor position my mother left for me, and now you take my bloodline. Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west—don't bully the poor youth. Wait for me. After I take the divine test and return as a god, I'll come settle this account with you.
Tang San stumbled out of the Blue Silver Forest. Everywhere he passed, he could feel the blue silver grasses' disgust toward him. Sometimes, he would accidentally trip and fall. Upon closer inspection, he would see a thousand-year blue silver grass deliberately tripping him.
Thinking of how in his previous life, when he came to the Blue Silver Forest, the blue silver grasses treated him like a star among the crowd, and contrasting it with his current treatment, Tang San couldn't help but feel a wave of sorrow from his heart.
After leaving the Blue Silver Forest, Tang San summoned his martial soul, blue silver grass, and examined it carefully.
In the past, his blue silver grass martial soul's leaves had a faint golden pattern, symbolizing his noble bloodline as the son of the Blue Silver Emperor. Now, having lost that noble bloodline, his blue silver grass no longer had that golden pattern and had completely degenerated into a waste martial soul.
In his previous life, after achieving the Blue Silver Emperor, Tang San often used the waste martial soul's comeback as an example for Shrek's later students (Tang San cultivating blue silver grass to become a Title Douluo and ultimately a god was the first in history, proving Grandmaster's golden saying that there are no waste martial souls, only waste soul masters, which was passed down for ten thousand years in the Douluo Continent's posterity). Now, Tang San had to cultivate bearing the true waste buff. What a joyous occasion.
Tang San thought of how he came to the Blue Silver Forest to awaken the Blue Silver Emperor, but instead of awakening it, his bloodline was taken by the shameless usurper. Finally, he couldn't hold back. The grief and indignation in his heart turned into tears. In this place where he was alone, Tang San cried. He thought of his gentle mother, yearning to return to her embrace, recount his tragic experience, tell his mother that their family's Blue Silver Emperor position had been taken, yearning for his mother's gentle comfort.
Finally, Tang San wiped the tears from his cheeks and said firmly: "Mom, rest assured. Everything that belongs to our Tang family, I won't let a single one be lost. I will take back the emperor position from the usurper."
Deep in the Blue Silver Forest
Ah Yin reclaimed her own bloodline. Feeling the bloodline's return, Ah Yin's heart eased considerably. She smiled evilly and said: "Tang Hao, you beast, scheming everything just for my soul ring, soul bone, bloodline, and Blue Silver Emperor position, right? Now, I will take them all back one by one, then destroy everything you cherish, letting you and that shameless one who possessed my child's body experience the feeling of despair."
"Emperor." The spirit of the Blue Silver King asked: "That bastard is the humiliating proof of you being deceived by humans and giving birth. Since he came to the Blue Silver Forest, why not kill him this time and wash away the shame you suffered?"
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