"Yeah, I feel it too!"
After passing through a dense forest and climbing over a hillside, Ye Qiu looked down and saw countless patches of Blue Silver Grass carpeting the land. Some were hundreds, even thousands, of years old.
It really is the Blue Silver Forest!
As the sun sank toward the horizon, the Blue Silver Grass seemed to burrow back into the ground. No wonder the Blue Silver Emperor had been urging him to hurry.
"Roar—"
The Jade-Eyed Cloud-Winged Tiger let out a low growl and glided down, carrying Ye Qiu with it.
The moment they landed, a faint voice echoed across the plain.
"My Emperor… we're here!"
The Blue Silver Grass that had retreated underground emerged once more.
From the center of the plain, a brilliant blue radiance spread outward in waves.
The Blue Silver Emperor in Ye Qiu's arms shone just as brightly, its light resonating with that of its kin!
"Brother~ I dreamt I was washed up…"
Ye Qiu was already accustomed to its strange way of speaking.
He walked slowly toward the center. The surroundings were tranquil and breathtaking. The deeper he went, the denser the Blue Silver Grass became.
Pop!
A pale-gold, blue-tinged stalk of Blue Silver Grass burst forth from the soil.
Its size was no different from that of a towering tree.
"Welcome back, my Emperor!"
A humming sound rippled through the air.
Ye Qiu felt as though he were submerged in a vast blue ocean. The Blue Silver Grass swayed continuously, like waves paying homage to their long-lost sovereign!
The scene before him was breathtaking—beautiful yet awe-inspiring.
Countless specks of starlight flowed from the surrounding grass and poured into the Blue Silver Emperor's body.
The flowerpot floated out of Ye Qiu's hands, wrapped in blue-green light.
Poof!
Ye Qiu faintly heard the sound of it shattering.
The Blue Silver Emperor—previously with only a dozen years of cultivation—rapidly grew larger, its golden patterns becoming solid and vivid.
"Hehe~"
It let out a cheerful sound.
As the Blue Silver Emperor absorbed the offerings of its people, Ye Qiu felt a gaze fall upon him.
"Human! I am the Blue Silver King. Thank you—hm?"
The words halted abruptly.
Ye Qiu sensed killing intent.
Without warning, a massive branch whipped toward him, piercing straight through his body.
"Blue Silver King! Shouldn't you at least ask before attacking?" Ye Qiu said calmly, pushing Hu Zi aside.
"Ask?" the Blue Silver King sneered. "You despicable human! The origin of my Emperor must never be compromised!"
"The origin?" Ye Qiu asked in surprise.
Whoosh!
Though the Blue Silver Grass clan was not known for combat, the Blue Silver King's tens of thousands of years of cultivation were no joke.
Branches like giant pythons lashed out relentlessly.
Ye Qiu relied solely on his divine power to evade.
"Blue Silver King, don't push me too far!"
He glanced at the still-growing Blue Silver Emperor, hoping she would awaken soon.
The surrounding Blue Silver Grass was stirring, spreading endlessly. If this continued, his divine power would eventually run dry.
Whoosh!
Ye Qiu dodged again and activated his right eye's second soul skill.
A drop of blood fell.
"Amaterasu!"
Black flames instantly engulfed the branches sweeping toward him and spread toward the Blue Silver King's main body.
"Ah—damn humans!" the Blue Silver King roared in pain.
"My people! Kill him and reclaim my imperial essence!"
As it spoke, the burning branches detached and fell away.
Ye Qiu's Amaterasu had only destroyed a few insignificant limbs.
Blue Silver Grass was not powerful—but it was astonishingly resilient. These wounds would heal quickly.
Under the Blue Silver King's command, countless stalks wove together, forming a massive cage that closed in on Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu flashed beside the Jade-Eyed Cloud-Winged Tiger and spoke again.
"Blue Silver King, I obtained this right leg bone by chance. I never harmed your Emperor."
"No matter how you obtained it!" the Blue Silver King replied coldly.
"For my Emperor's sake, you must hand over the soul bone! Otherwise, my clan will leave you here forever!"
Hand over the soul bone?
That was equivalent to giving up his leg.
Ye Qiu would never agree.
His eyes glowed with divine power as he prepared to retreat—the Thirty-Six Stratagems: retreat is best—
"Stop!"
A childish voice rang out, halting everything.
"You're not allowed to hurt Brother Ye Qiu!"
The blue-green light floating in the air faded.
Standing there was a two-meter-tall blue-gold Blue Silver Grass, gently swaying and radiating vitality and warmth.
"You are not allowed to hurt him!"
The Blue Silver Emperor's voice was youthful yet regal, carrying unquestionable authority.
The woven cage dissolved instantly.
Ye Qiu halted his movement.
"But my Emperor," the Blue Silver King bowed slightly, "the essence you lost still resides within this human."
"I… I don't want it anymore!"
The first "I" was soft and hesitant.
The second was firm.
Ye Qiu could tell—it was forcing itself to sound authoritative.
"How can this be?!" the Blue Silver King exclaimed.
"Without the source, how can my Emperor return to your peak?"
"We don't need to harm him," it continued hurriedly.
"We only need to retrieve the soul bone belonging to my Emperor!"
"Really?" The Blue Silver Emperor sounded delighted.
Ye Qiu finally snapped.
"What do you mean 'not harming me' but still taking the soul bone? That's my leg! You want to cut off my leg!"
"What? Cut off his leg?!" The Blue Silver Emperor instantly flared.
"That's not allowed!"
"Hmph!" The Blue Silver King snorted at Ye Qiu.
"With my clan's methods, you would not be crippled."
Then it turned respectfully to the Emperor.
"My Emperor, rest assured. He will not be harmed."
"No! Absolutely not!" the Blue Silver Emperor protested.
"Cutting off his leg would hurt so much! You're not allowed to touch him!"
The towering Blue Silver Emperor swayed anxiously.
"But—" the Blue Silver King tried again.
"No buts! I love my brother the most~ If you dare hurt him… I—I won't talk to you anymore!"
The Blue Silver King fell silent.
Why were the last two generations of Blue Silver Emperors so difficult?
All because of those despicable humans…
A cold spiritual force swept over Ye Qiu.
The blurry face on the Blue Silver King's trunk wrinkled.
Time to change tactics.
"Your Majesty… perhaps we should have a private discussion."
Without warning, towering walls of Blue Silver Grass rose, enclosing the Blue Silver King and Emperor.
Ye Qiu tried to observe, but even with his Sharingan, he could only see vague, swaying silhouettes.
"Damn it! No sportsmanship!" Ye Qiu shouted.
Suddenly, a massive leaf rose beneath his feet and wrapped around him.
Feeling the faint golden patterns, Ye Qiu immediately knew—it was the Blue Silver King's doing.
"Damn it!"
His face darkened.
His soul power was being assimilated and absorbed.
Bang!
Once drained, he was tossed onto the ground.
Ye Qiu lay there, unable to even maintain his remaining three-tomoe power.
A small chair woven from Blue Silver Grass appeared before him.
With a bitter smile, Ye Qiu sat down.
I can only hope the little Emperor is reliable…
...
Inside the towering walls—
"My Emperor," the Blue Silver King coaxed gently,
"Do you truly wish to stay with him forever?"
"Of course!"
Ye Qiu was the first being it had seen after gaining full consciousness.
He was the one who rescued it from that dark, sunless cave.
And… Brother's eyes are beautiful too…
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