"Da da~"
Light footsteps sounded from behind.
Xiao Wu had woken up at some point and was standing not far away, staring blankly at the scene before her.
She looked at the Blue Silver Grass radiating a faint golden glow, sensing its unique imperial aura. Her eyes were filled with disbelief.
How long had it been? Had Bai Mu obtained another Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Beast?
"This is…"
Her voice trembled.
Bai Mu turned his head, saw her expression, and smiled calmly.
"The mother of your beloved Brother San — the Blue Silver Emperor, Ah Yin."
"Mother? Blue Silver Emperor? Spirit Beast?!"
Xiao Wu's pupils contracted sharply. She froze in place.
She had never met Tang Hao, and naturally had never met Ah Yin either. According to Tang San, his father had gone missing long ago, and his mother was someone he had never even seen.
So Tang San's mother was a Spirit Beast?
Countless thoughts surged through Xiao Wu's mind. Confusion, shock, and disbelief tangled together, leaving her momentarily unable to speak.
"She… how is she here… this…"
Her words came out disjointed.
"Good luck," Bai Mu said lightly. "Someone didn't want her, so I picked her up."
He walked over and stood beside her.
"You'd better behave. I don't want to resurrect you for no reason a second time."
"I… I will behave."
His tone was flat, but it made Xiao Wu's whole body feel cold.
She was the one who had been resurrected.
"My divine equipment is still missing several Spirit Bones," Bai Mu continued calmly.
"Will it be you, or the Blue Silver Emperor?"
Xiao Wu stiffened.
She looked at the newly revived Blue Silver Emperor, then at Bai Mu. Complex emotions surged in her chest.
She had already experienced the pain of Sacrifice once. That feeling of giving up everything — she never wanted to experience it again.
"I…"
She bit her lip. "I'll do it."
"Forget it."
Bai Mu interrupted her without hesitation.
"Wait until you become a Titled Douluo? Wait for you to Sacrifice multiple times? By then, the grass on Tang San's grave would already be knee-high."
Xiao Wu fell silent.
Her foundation was damaged, and her cultivation speed was far inferior to before. Even if she restored her spirit power, advancing to Titled Douluo would take decades.
From the very beginning, she was not the right choice.
"My original plan was for the Blue Silver Emperor to complete my divine equipment."
Bai Mu looked at Ah Yin, a deep light flickering in his eyes.
As a plant-type Spirit Beast, the Blue Silver Emperor was fundamentally different from ordinary Spirit Beasts. With the help of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well and Zygarde, her cultivation could recover at an astonishing speed.
Reaching one hundred thousand years again was only a matter of time.
"Ah Yin."
He crouched down and gently brushed the golden leaves.
"I'm looking forward to the day you fully return."
The Blue Silver Emperor's leaves trembled slightly, reacting faintly.
"By the way," Bai Mu said, straightening up and looking at Xiao Wu, "meeting Ah Yin for the first time… shouldn't you be a little more honest?"
Xiao Wu subconsciously stepped back.
"Honest… about what?"
"As someone who lost," Bai Mu said calmly, "you should understand your position."
Xiao Wu's heart sank. She clenched her fists, fear flashing through her eyes.
Before anything further could be said, the scene cut off abruptly.
What followed was obscured — voices faded, movements were no longer visible, and the moment dissolved into silence.
—
A few days later, Bai Mu left the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well with the Blue Silver Emperor.
Xiao Wu stood on the grass, watching his figure gradually disappear into the dense forest. Complex emotions flickered in her eyes — hatred, fear, resentment, anger, and something she herself could not clearly name.
"Stop looking."
Meng Yiran walked over and patted her shoulder.
"Master is just that kind of person. The more you resist, the more trouble it brings. If you comply, things are… easier."
Xiao Wu remained silent.
"That Brother San of yours…"
Meng Yiran hesitated, then asked softly. "Are you still thinking about him?"
Xiao Wu's body trembled slightly.
She didn't answer, but her expression said everything.
Meng Yiran sighed quietly and said no more.
—
On the other side, Zygarde transformed into its Dragon-Hound form and raced forward.
Bai Mu sat on its back, the wind rushing past him, his mood unusually light.
Traveling south, they soon arrived at the Blue Silver Forest.
Ancient trees towered into the sky, blocking out the sun. The air was thick with the scent of vegetation, and Blue Silver Grass grew everywhere.
"As expected of the forest that nurtured the Blue Silver King and the Blue Silver Emperor," Bai Mu said, surveying the surroundings.
"It truly is extraordinary."
Even before entering, he could feel a powerful aura deep within the forest.
That was the aura of the eighty-thousand-year Blue Silver King.
"Z2, come out. Power Construct."
With Z2 summoned and transformed, Bai Mu stepped into the depths of the forest together with his companions.