Douluo: Star-Breaking Sword God

Chapter 93 Yin opened his eyes
The first time Yu Xiaogang heard Tang San's words, he subconsciously wanted to refute, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it seemed to make sense?

After all, the Blue Silver Grass itself is not poisonous. He asked Tang San to absorb the soul ring of the Mandragora Snake in order to add some toxicity to the Blue Silver Grass, so that it would have stronger combat power, right?

This in itself is a transformation and improvement of the Blue Silver Grass, so why not go a step further and try to absorb spirit rings with other elements? If it can make up for the weaknesses of plant-based martial spirits.
Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang's eyes became deep.

He felt that Tang San's idea might really be possible to realize. Although Blue Silver Grass is recognized as a useless martial spirit, Xiao San's Blue Silver Grass seems to have a strong adaptability to spirit rings of other attributes, and may really be able to absorb spirit rings with elements.

Moreover, this suggestion came from Ling Qianyao, the genius who discovered whale glue and reached the realm of Soul Sect when he was less than 12 years old. It should be feasible.

After pondering for a moment, Yu Xiaogang said to Tang San, "You can try, but you must prioritize poison and toughness. This element can only be a secondary element."

Tang San nodded heavily, he thought so too. As expected, he was worthy of being the teacher's apprentice. Both of them possessed amazing wisdom and they thought the same thing on this point.

"Teacher, don't worry. I will definitely make the Blue Silver Grass even more powerful and will not let you down. The correctness and foresight of your theory can definitely be verified in me." Tang San said solemnly.

Yu Xiaogang nodded with satisfaction, feeling an indescribable pride in his heart, and his vanity was satisfied.

He is indeed a good disciple who knelt down and acknowledged him as his father the first time they met. Who else can compare with his firm belief in his own theory?

Even Flanders and Liu Erlong, the other two members of the golden triangle, can't do it!
He knew that Tang San relied on and admired his father Tang Hao, and as his second father, he must have a very important position in his heart.

Proving the correctness of his theory is only the first step. He has to rely on Tang San, a rare twin martial soul genius in a century, to stand at the top of the soul master world step by step.

What if my spirit is useless? What if I stay at level 29 my entire life and can't break through to Soul Master? If I teach a peerless Douluo, won't the Soul Master world have to acknowledge my status and look up to him?

"When the world of spirit masters admires Tang San's style, those who once looked down on me and laughed at me will shut up because of his achievements! And I will surely be remembered for eternity!"

As for Ling Qianyao, he admitted that his talent and opportunities were both top-notch and that he had the qualifications to become a strong man, but in front of Tang San's twin martial spirits, everything was in vain. In the future, he could only look up to Tang San!
At night, in the Beidi Province, in the hotel in Beidi City, Ling Qianyao's room.

The branches of the Blue Silver Emperor beside the bed swayed gently. After Zhu Zhuqing and Ling Qianyao fell asleep, its leaves began to slowly extend and quietly reached towards Ling Qianyao's position.

Gentle and cautious, as if afraid of disturbing the person in the dream.

The moonlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains and spilled into the room, casting a hazy silver glow on the Blue Silver Emperor Ferry, making the leaves appear more crystal clear and moist.

The branches first touched Ling Qianyao's sleeve, then moved upwards until they reached Ling Qianyao's cheek and stopped beside his lips.

Very human-like, the leaf tilted, as if it was looking at the sleeping man curiously, and seemed to be hesitating whether to get closer.

The branches extended a little towards Zhu Zhuqing, then retreated and finally fell down. A leaf rested on Ling Qianyao's cheek, and the remaining branches lay quietly in Ling Qianyao's arms.

It exudes a light and refreshing fragrance, which makes people feel relaxed and happy. Ling Qianyao, who is sleeping, seems to feel this gentleness, his breathing becomes more stable, and a smile appears on the corner of his mouth.

Zhu Zhuqing was sleeping soundly beside him, her breathing steady and even, and she was unaware of all this.

A place where no one can see.

A blue-gold figure gradually emerged in Ling Qianyao's arms. She wore a blue-gold palace dress, had a slender and voluptuous figure, and a gentle smile on her beautiful face. It was Ah Yin. She nestled in Ling Qianyao's arms. At one moment, Ah Yin raised her head.

"Well"

With a charming moan, the pair of eyes that had been tightly closed finally opened slowly at this moment, and a starlight flashed in the eyes and the star pattern on the forehead at the same time.

She propped herself up and looked at Ling Qianyao tenderly, her lips trembling as if she was looking for the technique to speak, and finally.

"Qian Yao."

"like."

She tilted her head, a smile in her eyes, and gently raised her hand, her fingertips brushing across Ling Qianyao's chin, finally stopping at his lips.

Ah Yin blinked, and then looked at Zhu Zhuqing beside Ling Qianyao. The intimate behavior between Zhu Zhuqing and Ling Qianyao in front of her before came to her mind.

She looked at Zhu Zhuqing's delicate head resting on Ling Qianyao's arm again, her lips pursed, and the inexplicable emotion in her heart surged again.

She withdrew her gaze, a cunning glint in her eyes, her heart throbbing, she could no longer hold back, and gently and slowly moved closer to Ling Qianyao, her soft lips pressed against his.

They separated as soon as they touched, even though it was just a touch between souls and there was no actual tactile sensation, but she seemed to feel his warmth deep in her heart.

She smiled, and in her smile there was a little pride in her success, as well as a deep attachment to this relationship.

Then, she snuggled up to Ling Qianyao again, and for the first time, she stretched out her arms and embraced Ling Qianyao in her arms, although it was only in a spiritual state.
She had begun to get used to this kind of thing, used to being with him in this way, used to expressing her feelings in this way.
Ah Yin regained some consciousness, although it seemed that he was just more awake than instinctive, but he was indeed recovering.
The next morning, when the first ray of sunlight shone into the room through the gap in the curtains, Yin opened his eyes again.

Her soul seemed to be more solid and clearer than last night.

Ling Qianyao's eyebrows were trembling slightly in his sight, and he was about to wake up. Ah Yin blinked and returned to the Blue Silver Emperor's body.

"Um"

Ling Qianyao rubbed his sleepy eyes. It seemed that he slept more deeply than usual. He vaguely felt that he had a very strange dream, but he could not remember the content of the dream.

Looking to the side, Zhu Zhuqing was still curled up in his arms and sleeping soundly. He touched his lips and thought, "It feels strange."

Glancing sideways, the Blue Silver Emperor was swaying in the morning breeze, with crystal dewdrops hanging on its leaves.

"She seems to have grown a little bit. Where did these dewdrops come from?"

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