Douluo Continent: My name is Yang Jian, and I achieved sainthood through my physical body

He didn't quite understand. What did "royal bloodline" mean?

Why is the Blue Silver King so agitated?

"What does this mean? What imperial bloodline?" Tang San turned to look at Tang Xiao, his eyes full of doubt.

Tang Xiao took a deep breath, and his voice became calm.

"Because your mother was a 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor in human form, and you have the blood of the Blue Silver Emperor flowing in your veins."

Everyone was shocked by these words.

Flander and Zhao Wuji stared wide-eyed at Tang San, this usually quiet and hardworking young man, their minds blank.

The Blue Silver Emperor, after 100,000 years, has taken human form?

Isn't that a soul beast?

Is Tang San's mother a soul beast?

Yu Xiaogang stared in disbelief, his throat feeling as if something was blocking it, unable to utter a single word.

Tang San was completely dumbfounded.

His men were stunned, their ears ringing, Tang Xiao's voice echoing repeatedly in their minds.

"Your mother is the transformed form of the Blue Silver Emperor, who lived for 100,000 years."

He never met his mother, and his father never mentioned her, only saying that she died in childbirth.

He thought his mother was just an ordinary woman, an ordinary wife, an ordinary mother.

He never imagined that his mother was actually a 100,000-year-old soul beast in human form.

Blue Silver King was also extremely shocked.

Just now, it only sensed that Tang San had the bloodline of the emperor and guessed that he might be a descendant of the emperor.

But it never thought about it too deeply. After all, the emperor had been dead for so many years. How could there possibly be any descendants left in the world?

Upon learning that the human boy was the emperor's son, it was momentarily speechless. Excitement, sorrow, and relief intertwined, causing its blurry human face to distort.

After Tang Xiao and the others had processed the information, they waited a while until the shock on their faces gradually subsided before looking at the Blue Silver King, their voices calm and firm.

“Offer it as a sacrifice to him.”

It was not a request, not a discussion, but a command.

Tang Xiao's tone left no room for negotiation.

Chapter 100 Tang Xiao Makes a Ruthless Move

Blue Silver King remained silent.

It looked at Tang San, at that young face, those clear eyes, and a complex expression appeared on its face, a mixture of hesitation, struggle, and reluctance, but in the end, it all turned into a sense of relief.

It nodded.

"it is good."

This is its destiny.

The purpose of the king of the Blue Silver Clan is to cultivate the emperor of the Blue Silver Clan.

The emperor is dead, but his bloodline remains. The emperor's son stands before it, needing its power.

What is there to hesitate about?

It is something it desires but cannot obtain.

Blue Silver King instructed Tang San: "Child, later you should carefully sense the life force of the Blue Silver Clan. Don't resist it, don't be afraid, just let it happen naturally."

Its voice is very gentle

Although Tang San didn't quite understand what the sacrifice was, he could sense the goodwill in Blue Silver King's words.

He nodded, took a deep breath, walked to the Blue Silver King, sat down cross-legged, and closed his eyes.

The Blue Silver King began preparing for the sacrifice. A deep blue light surged from the aggregate of vines, rushing towards Tang San like a tide.

The light contained a vast life force, which was all the energy that the Blue Silver King had accumulated over 85,000 years of cultivation.

It transformed its life, its cultivation, and everything it had into energy and poured it into Tang San's body.

Tang San's body was enveloped in blue light, making him resemble a blue lantern, radiating a soft glow in the dim forest.

Flander, Zao Wou-Ki, and Yu Xiaogang all showed expectant expressions.

If Tang San, who is at level 34, can really break through to level 40, it would be the greatest miracle in the history of Shrek Academy.

A twelve-year-old Soul Master—you couldn't find many like him across the entire continent, could you?

Tang Xiao stood to the side, arms crossed, his eyes scanning the surroundings warily.

The Blue Silver King's sacrifice cannot be interrupted; if any unexpected event occurs, he must act immediately.

Then, he realized something.

Tang Xiao suddenly turned his head, his gaze sharp as lightning, shooting towards a direction deep in the forest.

His right hand shot out suddenly, and the Haotian Hammer appeared in his palm. The patterns on the hammer shone with a dark golden light, and his whole body exuded a chilling killing intent.

"who!"

He roared, and the sound waves exploded through the forest, causing the leaves to rustle and the blue silver grass on the ground to flatten itself.

The loud shout also alerted Tang San, Flander, Zhao Wuji, and Yu Xiaogang.

They shuddered and quickly followed Tang Xiao's gaze.

Four figures emerged from the forest.

The young man at the head of the group was tall and slender, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, and a handsome face. He was dressed in white and walked calmly and unhurriedly along the path paved with blue silver grass.

A faint smile played on his lips, like someone who had happened to see something interesting and stopped to watch.

"As expected of Xiaotian Douluo, you even noticed that." Yang Jian clapped his hands, his tone relaxed. "I originally thought I could watch for a while longer."

After Tang San saw the person's appearance clearly, his body trembled uncontrollably, and his voice also became somewhat shaky.

"Yang Jian... what are you doing here!"

Countless images flashed through his mind.

In the Shrek Academy cafeteria, this boy appeared for the first time, crushing his hand in front of everyone.

In the Star Dou Great Forest, this boy stole his Eight Spider Lances, destroyed his third spirit ring, and took Xiao Wu away.

Fear, anger, humiliation—all the negative emotions surged into his heart like a tide, causing his body to tremble uncontrollably and his voice to become shrill.

Then he saw the person next to Yang Jian.

Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, Xiao Wu.

The three girls walked side by side, following behind Yang Jian.

Zhu Zhuqing still had that aloof demeanor, with black hair, black eyes, and an expressionless face.

Ning Rongrong looked around, seemingly filled with curiosity about the forest.

And Xiao Wu...

Tang San's eyes immediately turned red.

"Xiao Wu!" He suddenly stood up from the ground and stretched out his hand towards Xiao Wu. "Come to me quickly! Hurry up!"

His voice was filled with urgency, worry, and the ecstatic joy of regaining what he had lost.

Xiao Wu is not dead, Xiao Wu is still alive, Xiao Wu is right in front of him.

He didn't know why Xiao Wu was by Yang Jian's side, nor what Xiao Wu had gone through during this time, but he knew one thing.

Xiao Wu must leave Yang Jian, leave that devil, and return to his side!

"Uh……"

Seeing Tang San's bloodshot eyes, Xiao Wu's heart trembled, and she subconsciously prepared to take a step.

She lifted her foot, dangling it in mid-air, her toes pointing towards Tang San.

But despite being busy, he caught a glimpse of Yang Jian out of the corner of his eye.

Xiao Wu's foot landed back in its original position.

She pursed her lips, lowered her head, and stood motionless, clutching the hem of her clothes with both hands. Her body was trembling slightly, whether from fear or sadness, it was hard to tell.

"Ok?"

Seeing this, Tang San was completely dumbfounded.

His eyes widened, his mouth opened, and his expression changed from eagerness to disbelief, and then from disbelief to collapse.

Xiao Wu isn't coming.

Xiao Wu stopped listening to him.

Xiao Wu stood beside Yang Jian, head bowed, like a tamed pet.

"Xiao Wu, come here right now! What are you doing!" Tang San's voice turned shrill. "My uncle is here today, this guy won't dare to do anything to you!"

Xiao Wu remained completely still.

She didn't even dare to look Tang San in the eye. Her gaze was fixed on the ground, on the Blue Silver Grass under her feet, on the dew rolling on the grass blades, and on the ants crawling in the soil.

Her eyelashes trembled, and her eyes reddened, but she never looked up.

Tang San didn't understand. His eyes were bloodshot, he was panting heavily, and his chest heaved violently, like a wild beast locked in a cage.

He grabbed Tang Xiao's arm, his voice hoarse, each word seeming to be squeezed from the depths of his throat, "Uncle, quickly help me kill this guy! I want him dead! This guy not only made me lose a suitable spirit ring, but also stole my spirit bone, and now he's even kidnapped my sister! I want him dead!"

Tang Xiao frowned.

He glanced at Tang San's face, contorted with rage, and then at Yang Jian standing not far away. He never expected that this young man would do such a thing.

But it doesn't matter anyway.

Anyway, Yang Jian witnessed what happened here today, and he certainly wouldn't let this person leave alive.