"My lord!" Ah Yin was shocked and quickly knelt down.

Gu Yuena helped her up, saying, "I'm just a friend of the Qilin now."

Ah Yin realized what was happening and quickly stood up straight amidst the strange looks from those around her.

"How did you recognize her?" Ye Hua asked, puzzled. "You two haven't met before, have you?"

“Indeed,” Agin nodded, “but we Blue Silver Grass are extremely sensitive to life force.”

"With such vitality, besides you and Sister Brigitte, only the Lord can possess it."

Ye Hua nodded. "Then what happened?"

Ah Yin looked around and said, "Lord Qilin, Xiao San wants to obtain the soul spirit of the fifth soul ring of the Haotian Hammer."

"He said that the quality of the souls in the Spirit Pagoda was better than that of the soul beasts he hunted, so he rushed over under cover of night."

Ye Hua narrowed his eyes slightly, "Then he should know that after obtaining a soul, he can no longer hunt soul beasts, right?"

“This…” Ah Yin stammered.

“He definitely knows,” Ye Hua answered for her, “but will he entrust his future to me?”

Ah Yin remained silent.

Seeing that she still had a glimmer of hope, Ye Hua shook his head.

“Ah Yin,” Ye Hua said solemnly, “would you like to test him one more time?”

Chapter 341 Tang San: I was actually rejected?!

Upon hearing Ye Hua's suggestion, Ah Yin nodded repeatedly, almost subconsciously.

In the cave and in the moonlit pavilion, Tang San disappointed her time and time again.

But she always harbored a glimmer of hope.

What if... what if he only did something terrible under extreme circumstances?

What if there's still hope for him?

"Okay." Ye Hua smiled.

Without making a sound, he transmitted his voice to the spirit medium inside the tower.

And silently granted him the authority to mobilize the power of the Spirit Pagoda.

At this moment, Tang San had already entered the Spirit Transmission Tower.

Tang Yuehua rambled on, "Third Sister, this soul was obtained from the Spirit Transfer Tower; the rules are all engraved on the stone tablet."

"If you're going to take it, then you'd better obey. You're forbidden from hunting any soul beasts for the rest of your life, do you hear me?"

"I understand, I understand," Tang San said impatiently. "Don't worry, Auntie, I know what I'm doing."

Tang Yuehua shook her head helplessly, seeing that his words went in one ear and out the other.

Tang San turned his head back, his eyes filled with cold disdain.

Soul hunting is prohibited?

Violators will be hunted down to the bitter end.

Ha ha!

The law does not punish schools

There are thousands upon thousands of Soul Masters who have obtained Soul Spirits. Does that mean they all hunt Soul Beasts? Does Ye Hua intend to kill them all?

As long as I, Tang San, keep a low profile, how dare you extend your reach into my Haotian Sect?

"Gentlemen," the spirit medium greeted them, "are you both here to obtain souls?"

“No,” Tang Yuehua smiled and shook her head, “It’s just my nephew; I’m just accompanying him.”

The spirit medium nodded politely, "Please wait outside if you are with your family."

Tang Yuehua patted Tang San on the shoulder, "Go on, I'll wait for you outside."

Tang San wished she would mind her own business.

Without turning back, he walked up to the spirit medium.

"Are you ready?"

The spirit medium smiled and waved his staff, and Tang San suddenly felt sleepy.

He unconsciously walked to the chair next to him, sat down, and fell asleep.

"Don't worry," the spirit medium comforted Tang Yuehua, "it will be alright in a while."

After saying that, he vanished from the spot in a flash.

Tang San felt dizzy and disoriented, but fortunately, the feeling of weightlessness didn't last long.

Before I could even react, the world had changed completely.

The mountains are verdant, the streams murmur, and the air is filled with the fragrance of grass and trees.

Sunlight streamed through the tree canopy, creating dappled shadows, much like a mountain forest in the afternoon.

Tang San froze, gasping for breath!

"Is this the interior of the Spirit Pagoda?" he murmured to himself.

The air was brimming with soul power and precious life elements!

If he could cultivate here, progressing a thousand miles a day would not be a dream!

"And these herbs, tsk tsk tsk!"

Tang San even saw many of the young immortal herbs in the Xuan Tian Bao Lu, and he was almost driven mad with jealousy!

He had to admit that Ye Hua's creation was indeed quite sophisticated.

Not far away, there were other people who came to obtain souls, and they were all surrounded by souls.

Upon seeing this, Tang San's eyes gleamed.

So many souls? Then he can choose any one he wants.

"Child, you may begin to choose."

The eerie voice startled Tang San.

He hurriedly turned around, only to find that it was a spirit medium.

Sensing that the other party was merely a Soul Master, Tang San suppressed his disdain.

But when you need someone's help, you can only offer a smile.

As he pondered this, countless souls, eager for a contract, swarmed towards him!

Tang San felt a surge of pride.

I knew it! With my talent, bloodline, and twin martial souls, Tang San is the best!

Which soul wouldn't want to make a contract with me?

He immediately straightened his chest, raised his arm, and waved to the spirits.

"Please don't be impatient, everyone. I, Tang, have plenty of patience and will take my time to select—"

Before the words were finished, the souls at the front suddenly stopped in their tracks.

The spirit behind braked suddenly, almost causing a collision!

They looked at each other and retreated without prior arrangement.

Tang San's smile froze.

"What are you doing?" he asked, his brow furrowed.

The spirits looked at each other, but none of them stepped forward.

Fortunately, Unicorn, who had previously failed to sign a contract with Anjia, stepped forward, preventing an awkward silence.

"Get out of here," Tang San said dismissively, stepping back. "Get out of the way!"

A mere thousand-year-old soul dares to make a pact with me?

The unicorn's feet suddenly flared with fury!

Can't you speak properly?!

It went straight up to Tang San, tilting its head and sniffing.

Then it lifted its front hooves and stood upright, walking backwards.

"Ugh—"

"This aura! It's not a girl's!"

"A transvestite! He's a transvestite without a bottom!"

The entire mental world fell silent in an instant.

The souls who had been observing were completely stunned.

Immediately afterwards, those with obsessive-compulsive disorder scattered and fled!

"A transvestite? How could you put such a filthy thing in the tower!"

"I knew it smelled weird!"

"Bad luck! Bad luck! Let's get out of here!"

In the blink of an eye, Tang San's area was so clean that not even a shadow remained.

He stood there, his arms still in the driving posture, like a stone sculpture.

The Soul Masters who were selecting Soul Spirits also cast surprised glances at them.

"That's strange. The spirits are usually very enthusiastic, so why did they all run away when it came to him?"

"Could it be that there's something wrong with him?"

Tang San's face twitched and turned bright red!

Damn it, even my soul is bullying me!

"Stop right there!" Tang San roared. "Who gave you permission to leave?!"

No soul paid him any attention.

Tang San's anger surged to the top of his head.

"Spirit Medium! Take care of these spirits!"

"I paid to get in! Why should spirits run away when they see me?!"

"You have to take responsibility!"

The spirit medium was not bothered and said calmly, "Souls are not commodities of the Spirit Pagoda. They have the right to choose their own partners."

“They don’t want to, and we have no right to force them.”

Tang San almost choked to death by those words!

He sneered, "So you're saying that as long as the soul is willing, it can come with me, right?"

The spirit medium nodded. "That's how it is in theory."

Tang San narrowed his eyes slightly, "That's easy."

As soon as he finished speaking, a blue-purple light exploded from beneath his feet!

The Blue Silver Grass martial soul was released instantly, and four vines as thick as arms burst out of the ground!

They converged from all directions with lightning speed!

Whoosh!

The unicorn that kept vomiting was caught red-handed!

Blue Silver Prisoner's Lament: A Farewell to the Ephemeral Trace

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