Chapter 136: Tang San Gets Beaten by Ah Yin
"Dean, please—I'm counting on you," Tang San said as he approached Flender.
Flender didn't say a word. He simply picked Tang San up, summoned his martial soul, and with a nod toward Yu Xiaogang, took to the sky. Wrapped in spirit power, he plunged straight into the poisonous mist.
Tang San's eyes glowed with a distinct purple hue—his Purple Demon Eyes activated.
The dense fog could no longer obscure his vision.
"Dean, fly that way," Tang San directed, pointing toward the deeper section ahead.
Flender hesitated briefly but gritted his teeth and followed the boy's lead.
About fifteen minutes later, the poisonous fog began to thin, and faint waves of powerful energy could be felt ahead.
As visibility improved, Flender grew more cautious.
If the poison had cleared, then either a treasure lay within—as Tang San believed—or a powerful creature guarded the place.
When they finally burst free from the haze, they saw it: a towering valley surrounded by cliffs.
At its peak, a terrifying aura pulsed—the source of the overwhelming energy they'd sensed.
"Dean, take us up there!" Tang San urged eagerly.
Everything he saw reminded him of a legendary place described in the Xuan Tian Treasure Record.
The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
The mountain radiated two opposing energies, one freezing cold and the other burning hot. Those were unmistakable signs.
Flender drew in a sharp breath but said nothing, carrying Tang San up toward the summit.
At the top, they found a misty basin—half ice, half flame. Thick steam rose into the air, while red and blue light glimmered below, illuminating the valley floor.
"Dean! I can confirm it—this is the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well!" Tang San exclaimed in excitement.
"Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well?" Flender frowned.
"Dean, you can think of it as an extremely rare treasure ground—something the world barely has any of!" Tang San explained, his gaze burning as he looked down into the basin.
"Let's go down quickly!" he urged again.
Flender sighed helplessly and descended carefully with Tang San still in his arms, spirit power ready to shield them at the first sign of danger.
As they descended into the valley, neither of them noticed a shadowy raven perched on the cliffs—a raven that silently dissolved into darkness and vanished.
Moments later, they touched down at the valley's base.
Tang San's eyes immediately locked onto the center—two springs, one red and one blue, divided perfectly like yin and yang.
The two auras didn't mix at all, but twined together in harmony.
"It really is the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well!" Tang San thought, his heart leaping.
I truly am chosen by fate! To have stumbled upon such a divine place where heaven and earth's energies converge—surely destiny itself was guiding me!
Filled with joy, he scanned the surroundings—but his excitement quickly faltered.
The area was barren, its vitality weak. Only a few herbs showed the faintest signs of sprouting. Apart from those, there was almost nothing. And by the spring's edge, he noticed… a single stalk of blue silver grass.
Tang San froze in confusion.
According to the Xuan Tian Treasure Record, the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well was supposed to be overflowing with rare herbs nourished by the dual energies. Even if there weren't immortal plants, the place should have been lush.
But now… almost empty.
"Xiao San, is this the treasure ground you were talking about?" Flender asked skeptically, scanning the barren valley.
He had been impressed when he first saw the red-and-blue spring, but the lack of anything valuable made the disappointment obvious.
Tang San frowned, walking toward the single healthy stalk of blue silver grass near the spring.
"This doesn't make sense. The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well recorded in the Tang Sect's Xuan Tian Treasure Record was a sacred land of abundance… Why is this one so empty?"
"I even remember the elders of the sect mentioning it—it must be the same place. Could it be that this world differs from mine after all?" he murmured quietly to himself.
Though his muttering was soft, the nearby blue silver grass trembled violently.
Ah Yin's soul shuddered with intense emotion.
She had been within the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well for half a year now, regaining much of her spiritual strength. And from the moment Tang San had entered the valley, she felt it—the familiar resonance of bloodline.
Her son.
She had longed desperately to see him again.
But then she remembered the demon who had stolen her seed—the one who told her that Tang San's soul had been replaced.
Ah Yin had refused to believe it—until now.
Hearing Tang San's words—the Tang Sect, elders, another world—she could no longer deny it.
Her child was truly gone. The soul inhabiting this body wasn't hers.
Ah Yin's spectral body trembled violently, her gaze toward Tang San turning feral.
Tang San remained oblivious, still focused on analyzing the terrain, not noticing the faint blue glow beginning to emanate from the blue silver grass.
Ah Yin's anger boiled over in an instant. The grass shot upward, the stalks lengthening and twisting into whiplike vines that lashed out mercilessly toward the unaware boy.
Snap!
The crack echoed through the valley. Tang San had no time to react—the first strike hit him square across the face, its force sending him flying backward through the air.
Flipping helplessly, he barely managed to reorient himself midflight before landing hard on the ground.
"Xiao San!" Flender shouted, rushing toward him.
He glanced toward the spring and froze in shock. The blue silver grass by the edge was moving—thrashing as though alive.
"A blue silver grass spirit beast? Two thousand years old?" Flender couldn't believe what he saw.
A plant that common—a roadside weed—yet this one had cultivated for two thousand years? It defied all reason.
He instinctively stepped in front of Tang San.
"Be careful, Xiao San! That thing's a two-thousand-year spirit beast!"
Tang San steadied himself, the right side of his face already swelling where the grass had struck him.
Thankfully, it was just blue silver grass—its offense was limited. Against a truly aggressive plant-type beast, that blow might have killed him.
Rage flared in Tang San's heart. As the furious grass whipped again, he released his martial soul.
His own blue silver grass spread outward, red veins glowing faintly as a sinister aura filled the air.
The moment Ah Yin sensed the corrupt energy from Tang San's martial soul, her anger intensified beyond reason.
And this time, she attacked without holding back.
(END CHAPTER)
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