At the age of sixteen, he was enfeoffed as a marquis, led the Xuanjia Army to conquer seventy-two cities, killed hundreds of thousands of enemies, and forced two great empires to submit.
Tang Hao had naturally heard of such a brilliant and talented person long ago.
At first, he thought of him as a young genius who had nothing to do with him.
Even today.
Until that purest and most exquisite aura of the Blue Silver Emperor soared into the sky from Heaven Dou City.
Until the Great Emperor of Snowy Night personally bestowed upon him the title of—
Blue Silver King.
Tang Hao's heart could no longer find peace.
It was a coincidence, or perhaps it was just a coincidence.
But when countless coincidences are combined, then it is definitely not a coincidence.
The surname is Tang.
Sixteen years old.
He awakened the Blue Silver Grass martial soul.
Furthermore, it allowed this useless martial soul to evolve into the Blue Silver Emperor.
Tang Hao's breathing became somewhat heavy.
A suspicion that had been suppressed in his mind for ten years suddenly began to grow wildly.
This Tang Qing...
This Blue Silver King who appeared out of nowhere...
Could it be the child he abandoned back then?
He has tried to find someone over the years.
But he didn't dare go back.
He was afraid to see the child's resentful eyes, afraid to confront the sins he had committed.
He only sent people to investigate from a distance.
The information received was that the child awakened the useless martial soul Blue Silver Grass, and then disappeared without a trace.
At the time, Tang Hao only felt that this was fate.
It was fate punishing him for being an irresponsible father.
But now it seems...
That child is not missing.
Instead, it rose to prominence in a way he could never have imagined.
Tang Hao's eyes became incredibly complex.
There was amazement, there was relief, but more than anything, there was a cold-blooded decision.
He searched for the abandoned child not for any father-son reunion, nor to atone for his mistakes.
Rather, it's because...
That child was his and Ah Yin's child.
That child possessed the purest Blue Silver Emperor bloodline.
That was to revive Ah Yin...
key.
Tang Hao slowly lowered his head, looking at the quiet Blue Silver Grass in his arms.
There was not a trace of joy on his face at the reunion of father and son.
"Ah Yin, listen to me."
"I have no feelings for that child."
"It was gone when I abandoned him more than ten years ago."
"For the past ten years or so, all my longing has been for you."
"To me, he is just a stranger who shares our blood."
"A tool to... revive you."
"I will go find him."
"Test him, confirm whether he is our child."
"If he weren't..."
A chilling killing intent flashed in Tang Hao's eyes.
"Then I'll just kill him."
"A wild Blue Silver Emperor, his flesh and blood, his soul bones, everything about him, will become the nourishment for your resurrection."
"This is very nourishing for you."
He paused, his tone becoming even colder.
"If he really is our child."
"Then... I'll make sure he dies a quick death."
"I will only take his bloodline essence."
"After all, he is your child."
"I can't... let you wake up and see him dead, his body mangled beyond recognition."
If outsiders heard these words, they would surely feel a chill run down their spines.
Is this something a father would say to his own son?
But in Tang Hao's world...
Nothing is more important than reviving Ah Yin.
He would sacrifice everything for this.
This also includes...the life of my son.
only...
Tang Hao sensed the soul power within his body.
Because of old injuries and the decade of self-imposed isolation, his strength was no longer at its peak.
And that child named Tang Qing is now the powerful Blue Silver King.
It is said that he has many powerful warriors under his command, and the Xuanjia Army is especially loyal and invincible.
His own strength is even more unfathomable.
To achieve such accomplishments at the age of sixteen is no small feat.
In my current state, should I go to Heaven Dou City to kill him?
I'm afraid that's not enough.
Tang Hao slowly stood up.
The decadence and deathly aura that had lingered on him for ten years vanished in an instant.
Instead, there is a deep-seated domineering and resolute nature.
He should go.
Leave this cave and seek back the power that belongs to Haotian Douluo.
Then.
Go to Tiandou City and retrieve what he needs.
Tang Hao took one last deep look at the cave full of Blue Silver Grass, without the slightest lingering affection, turned around, and strode out of the cave.
The sunlight, after ten years, shone on his face once again.
...
Half a month later, the Blue Silver Royal Palace was quiet and peaceful.
Listening to the Tide Pavilion.
The pavilion is built in the center of the inner lake of the Prince's Palace. It is open on all sides, and a gentle breeze carries the coolness of the lake water and the fragrance of the flowers and plants in the garden.
Tang Qing leaned against a soft couch in the pavilion, his eyes slightly closed, looking quite content.
That sword strike in the Golden Palace cut off all the inappropriate noise.
From that day on, Tang Qing's power was at its zenith, and no one dared to disobey him.
People who wanted to seek refuge with him lined up from the main gate of the Prince's Mansion all the way to the end of Zhuque Street, in an endless stream.
However, Tang Qing did not summon any of them.
He doesn't like noise.
After years of fighting on the battlefield, with his mind constantly on edge, now that the dust has settled, it's only natural that he needs a good rest.
A graceful maid entered the pavilion with light steps and gently placed a plate of chilled amethyst grapes and a pot of chilled honey water on the low table next to Tang Qing.
Throughout the entire process, she even breathed very softly, afraid of disturbing the prince's peace and quiet.
"Put it down."
Tang Qing did not open his eyes, and his voice carried a hint of leisure.
"yes."
The maidservant responded respectfully and quietly withdrew.
A short while later, another set of footsteps sounded.
Tang Qing still didn't open her eyes, but spoke softly.
"Your Highness, the threshold of my palace is about to be worn down by you."
The person who arrived was none other than Crown Prince Xue Qinghe.
Today she was dressed in a moon-white casual outfit, which made her look less like a crown prince and more like a gentle nobleman.
Hearing Tang Qing's teasing, she was not annoyed and sat down on the stone bench opposite Tang Qing.
"Brother Tang is too kind. If it weren't for official business, how could Qinghe dare to bother you so easily?"
"oh?"
Tang Qing finally opened her eyes.
He picked up a cold grape and casually popped it into his mouth.
"Speak, what is it?"
Xue Qinghe sighed slightly as she looked at his leisurely appearance.
This person is always like this; even if Mount Tai collapses before him, he remains unmoved.
In his eyes, nothing in this world can be considered a "big deal".
She composed herself and said seriously.
"The Star Luo Empire's delegation has arrived in Tian Dou City."
"Yes, we've arrived."
Seeing this, Xue Qinghe had no choice but to make his words even clearer.
"Among the delegation, besides the envoy seeking peace, there was also Dai Mubai, the third prince of Xingluo, who was being held hostage."
She paused, her gaze falling on Tang Qing's face as she observed his reaction.
"And... the noble lady from the Star Luo Empire, Zhu Zhuqing, who was sent to marry you."
(End of chapter)