Peerless: Auspicious Beast's Star Revival Plan

Chapter 147 Their Holiday (5)

Tang Ya woke up in the darkness. She felt like she was lying on the hard, dusty ground.

The soul master's extraordinary hearing allowed her to hear a lot in an instant: the crackle of the campfire, footsteps, and obscure conversations. She thought of the man in the black cloak she met before she fell into coma... Where exactly was I taken by that man?
The arrogance, impulsiveness, and bloodthirsty murderous intention that emerged after the Dark Blue Silver Grass brought power temporarily subsided. Tang Ya immediately controlled her breathing rate, hoping that she would not be discovered when she woke up, so that she could have more information.

But her idea failed to materialize.

"She's awake, Your Highness the Holy Son." A cold female voice came from very close to her.

She felt her scalp numb instantly - there was someone so close to her, and that person had been observing her for who knows how long, but she didn't notice? !

"I understand." A somewhat indifferent male voice said.

Tang Ya tried hard to control her heartbeat. She heard some rustling sounds, someone left, and another person sat down next to her.

"Open your eyes." The male voice ordered.

A strange pressure that seemed to come from the depths of her bones and blood enveloped the girl. Some kind of natural pressure made her obey the order almost instinctively and opened her eyes.

The monster roared in Tang Ya's heart again, and the scars of losing her parents and hometown, and having to rely on others began to hurt. Maybe the young man was too kind, or maybe the rolling anger and mania made her temporarily forget her fear.

"Who - who are you?" Tang Ya tried to control her voice, but failed. The tone of these words was extremely sharp and trembling, exposing her unreservedly like a frightened five-year-old child. Emotions.

A young man with gray hair sat next to her. His features were cold and hard, and the shadows were obvious in the firelight. His purple-gray eyes shining in the shadow of his brow bone were simply vicious. There was no expression on his face. He put his elbows on his bent knees and crossed his fingers. He sat there in a very casual way, very quiet, but it seemed like something - something was constantly squeezing Tang Ya. A terrifying behemoth in the living space.

The thin branches of the trees in the distance formed shadows like bones under the firelight. Figures in black cloaks stood or sat around the place, making the forest clearing look like hell for a moment.

"Your martial spirit is the Dark Blue Silver Grass." The gray-haired young man did not answer her words, nor did he look at her. He just said to himself, "This is your original sin. Since you have begun to embrace this darkness... …This means that you can no longer get rid of the desire to devour the lives of others. I can understand you, sister, but you have to restrain yourself and give up this dark power. It is not too late to stop now and stay away from-"

"What do you understand?!" Tang Ya didn't care at all, she roared angrily, "Do you think I am willing?! But they killed my relatives and took away my home! Those old allies are in my clan No one comes to my aid when the sect is in decline! I want revenge! I don’t have the talent and opportunity of my ancestors to evolve the martial soul! How can I take revenge if I don’t?

Those black cloaks became restless, and they rustled angrily to punish those who dared to disrespect the Holy Son, but they were stopped by the Saint.

"Understand!?" The girl just thought it was ridiculous.

The young man's tone was very calm, but it was obvious that something still stung Tang Ya.

There was some weird fishy-sweet smell in the air.

The dark night of the Sunset Forest spread above her head like a strange curtain. The bonfire with unknown ingredients was scarlet, and the flames danced and crackled in a strangely quiet way, like a handful of living, flowing, struggling. , the blood that just flowed from someone's neck.

"I don't understand?" Lan Lingtong smiled. He grinned, and the sharp, shark-like teeth in his mouth flashed with a cold light, "You say I don't understand?"

Tang Ya's face instantly turned pale when she realized what she had done. She suddenly turned over and sat up, staring at the person in front of her with great vigilance.

From the time she was born until now, it seemed that she had never been so afraid of someone.

He stood up, looked down at Tang Ya, and said with malicious madness, "I understand it too well."

Huge, terrifying pressure.

A scarlet halo rose from behind him, and the remaining three abyss-like black halos were just pitiful foils next to the bloody soul ring. The sapphire blue blade of grass stopped between Tang Ya's eyes like a blade.

The enchanting sapphire blue was so pure and beautiful, with a highly poisonous aroma, but it still couldn't hide the rusty smell of blood.

A bright blood line pulsated on the sapphire blue grass blades, carrying a sinister murderous intent, telling an endless desire to devour life.

Tang Ya felt the distinct fear coming from her martial soul and deep in her soul.

Fear, but at the same time...if the king needs her life, she must give it immediately.

"When I was an embryo, I was an irrational monster, completely controlled by evil. Ha! Even worse than you, at least you still have a choice to surrender!" Lan Lingtong laughed maniacally, his sharp teeth chattering. , "When I was born, the life and soul of the mother who gave birth to me was drained! I am able to stand here and talk to you rationally because a noble being does not want to see me completely controlled by instinct. So he gave his life to save me!”

A sad and old voice echoed in his memory, "Noble royal blood will never be like this. I don't know who twisted you, but I should correct it."

"Stupid! Idiot! Who do you think--" He screamed and talked to his memory, and then forced himself back to the open space in the sunset forest. He looked at Tang Ya with eyes that could be regarded as hatred, and then Perhaps he was looking at himself reflected in Tang Ya's eyes, "My teacher taught me carefully, letting me distinguish right from wrong, and learn to use human reason to restrain myself! You can't imagine how many times the darkness in the martial arts has hurt the people around me! "

"Be careful, the Holy Son is about to lose control." Mo Yi, who was wearing a black feather cloak, had a serious face. He had heard some rumors. The woman with blue eyeshadow next to him was also running her soul power, and her face was full of alertness.

Lan Fuzi gestured behind her to signal them to be calm, but she herself also had a solemn look on her face.

When the hatred in those gray-purple eyes almost reached its peak, the three tiny golden scales between the blue soul boy's eyebrows suddenly lit up, almost lighting up the open space with a warm and fervent light like the sun.

He subconsciously raised his hand, then retracted it as if he had been burned, and closed his eyes forcefully.

The boiling madness seemed to have cooled down instantly, and the Blue Spirit Boy instantly turned back into the somewhat indifferent Holy Son of the Holy Spirit.

"As you can see, the martial soul is connected to the soul. The original sin carried in the martial soul will forever affect your emotions and character. It will always urge you to kill and destroy. That evil will always affect you until You kill everyone who loves you until you die." He said coldly, "I made a choice many years ago. After my mother, I will not kill anyone."

"Now it's your turn to choose."

A long silence.

"I choose power." Tang Ya raised her head, her beautiful eyes flashing with chaotic purple blood, "I must avenge my parents, I must take back my home, and I must revive my sect. For this I can pay any price."

She stared at him stubbornly.

Tang Ya vaguely guessed what that beautiful and dangerous martial spirit was.

She couldn't lie in front of that martial spirit - she couldn't make excuses or deceive the other party.

Because ministers cannot deceive the king.

But she will not give up her determination for revenge.

"Really?" Lan Lingtong just nodded indifferently, "The Holy Religion will not interfere with your free will, but you still need to come with us."

(End of this chapter)