Unbeknownst to anyone, the ancient storage ring that drifted along the stream contained Lin Chen, who had narrowly escaped death.
There was no outside noise in the space, only tranquility. Lin Chen sat cross-legged, his scattered and reassembled blue-silver wings trembling slightly. Large patches of warm and gentle blue light spread from between his wings, like stardust covering his wounds, frantically activating the healing skills of his external soul bone.
But Tang Hao's furious hammer blow was terrifying. Even though Lin Chen's physical body was already far superior to others of the same level, he was still shaken so badly that his internal organs shifted and his meridians were in excruciating pain. He felt a sweet taste in his throat and vomited mouthfuls of blood, which stained his clothes red. Every time the blue light entered his body to repair the wounds, it was accompanied by excruciating pain.
After vomiting countless amounts of blood, the excruciating pain of the injury slowly subsided, and a trace of color returned to Lin Chen's pale face. He let out a long breath, collapsed to the ground, and muttered to himself with lingering fear, "That was close... I almost really died."
This was all part of his gamble.
He deliberately didn't dodge, taking Tang Hao's attack head-on—he gambled that his body, honed over many years, could withstand it, and that the Northern Darkness Divine Power could completely seal off his breathing and heartbeat, thus deceiving the Title Douluo's perception.
As it turned out, he won his gamble.
Taking advantage of the moment when Tang Hao was suppressing the six Soul Douluos, he quietly stored himself in this hidden spatial storage ring, casually tossed the ring into the stream, and let it drift away with the current, completely disappearing from everyone's sight.
Tang Hao thought he was dead.
The Spirit Hall people thought he was dead.
The people of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School also thought he was dead.
The entire continent would believe that Lin Chen, that good-for-nothing from Notting Academy, had perished in the deep pool of the waterfall, leaving no trace of his remains.
Lin Chen raised his hand to touch the still faintly aching wound on his chest, and then felt the Holy Light Dragon bloodline he had just absorbed into his body. Suddenly, a blazing light ignited in his eyes.
Lin Chen, that good-for-nothing, is indeed dead.
But from today onwards,
He will be in a completely new state.
Complete the second awakening of the Blue Silver Emperor.
Lurking in the darkness,
Wait patiently for the day to sweep away all enemies and overturn the entire Douluo Continent!
With his injuries mostly healed, Lin Chen slowly sat up and, without any delay, immediately began to examine his gains.
A faint light flashed in his palm, and a miniature Holy Dragon of Light, its body entirely white and gold, its horns gleaming, and its wings fluttering gently, emerged obediently. A sacred aura of light flowed within it; it had long since lost Luo Sanpao's clumsy and laughable appearance, retaining only the nobility and majesty of an ancient holy dragon. Lin Chen lightly touched its head with his fingertips, his voice calm yet resolute:
"From today onwards, you will be called Holy Dragon."
The Holy Dragon of Light affectionately rubbed against his fingertips, then transformed into a golden light and merged into his body, becoming one with his Martial Soul.
The greatest gain from this near-death experience was this purest bloodline of the Holy Dragon of Light.
Lin Chen closed his eyes and circulated his soul power, simultaneously healing his injuries and digesting the power of his bloodline, not daring to relax for a moment. He remained hidden inside the spatial ring, letting it drift along the stream—Tang Hao and the six Soul Douluos were cunning and could easily return; showing himself now would be tantamount to walking into a trap.
Just like that, I drifted along with the current for a whole day and night.
Once he confirmed that there was no trace of Title Douluo or Soul Douluo in the outside world, Lin Chen silently released his spatial ring and flashed to the grass by the stream. He quickly put the ring away, changed into a dark black hooded cloak, completely concealing his face and aura, making him look like an inconspicuous lone Soul Master.
Then, he took out a map that shimmered with an ancient glow from the ring.
This is a map left behind by the system, recording all the hidden treasures of the entire Douluo Continent—the Lake of Life, the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire, the Dragon Clan Cemetery, ancient ruins… without missing a single one, accurate to the millimeter. It even records the Demon Forest ruled by the Evil Eye Tyrant overseas. It can be said that it records all the hidden treasures of the entire Douluo Star.
Lin Chen's fingertip landed on a green area on the map, the one with the most vibrant life force, and his eyes suddenly sharpened.
Blue Silver Forest.
The sacred cultivation ground of the Blue Silver Grass lineage, the place where the purest life essence in the world converges, is also the best place for him to complete the second awakening of the Blue Silver Emperor.
Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Chen put away the map, flicked his cloak, and his blue silver wings quietly unfolded, transforming into an almost imperceptible blue shadow as he sped towards the Blue Silver Forest.
Lin Chen, the useless idiot, is dead.
From this day forward, there will be no more of that level 19 trash who was ridiculed so freely.
He will undergo a rebirth in the Blue Silver Forest, awaken the true Blue Silver Emperor, lie dormant and grow, and when he returns to the world, he will make Tang Hao, Tang San, and Yu Xiaogang pay a hundredfold or a thousandfold price!
Just as Lin Chen was about to step into the border of the Blue Silver Forest, a gentle yet startled female voice suddenly rang out in the depths of his mind.
How did you know about this place?
Lin Chen suddenly stopped in his tracks, his heart tightening.
It's Ah Yin.
She was indeed always there.
She witnessed everything from when he was chased by Tang Hao, when he was seriously injured and coughed up blood, when he faked his death and escaped, all the way to here.
This is where Ah Yin was born, the root of the Blue Silver Emperor, and her most secret and core sacred place. Apart from Tang Hao and Tang San, she never thought that a third person would be able to find this place.
Lin Chen suppressed his guard, keeping his expression unchanged, and silently replied in his heart:
"There is no treasure land in this Douluo Continent that I do not know."
The system's legacy, that map recording the secrets of the entire Douluo Star, is one of his greatest trump cards. He would never expose it to Ah Yin, much less let her know a single thing about it.
Ah Yin paused for a moment, her tone still carrying an undisguised doubt and wariness:
"This is the birthplace of the Blue Silver Emperor, something outsiders could never know... Who exactly are you?"
Lin Chen offered no explanation, nor did he show any particular emotion.
He simply raised his eyes, gazing at the forest before him brimming with the vibrant energy of life, and silently responded in his heart:
"Who I am is not important. What is important is that I am here for only one thing—the second awakening of the Blue Silver Emperor."
He had already prepared to deal with Ah Yin.
He had no choice but to take this step.
Even if the one standing in his way was the first Blue Silver Emperor—A Yin.
Just as Ah Yin was about to gather her mental energy to speak and stop him, wanting to firmly protect this opportunity that belonged only to Tang San, Lin Chen had already taken the initiative, his mental transmission cold and sharp:
"After all these years, haven't you seen his true colors yet?"
These words were like a sharp thorn, piercing deep into Ah Yin's consciousness.
For the past six years, she had lived within Lin Chen's mental world, observing Tang San clearly through his eyes—his feigned gentleness, his hidden ruthlessness, and his unscrupulousness in achieving his goals. A chilling doubt had long since arisen in her heart: this was definitely not her pure and kind child.
Even so, she still did not want Lin Chen to obtain the Blue Silver Emperor's inheritance, nor did she want him to harm Tang San and Tang Hao in the future.
Lin Chen understood all her struggles and stubbornness, and said no more. His mental power suddenly erupted, like a mountain crashing down, forcibly suppressing and sealing Ah Yin's consciousness, preventing her from making any further noise.
Having done all this, Lin Chen took a step and officially entered the Blue Silver Forest.
The entire forest seemed to be a world formed from the very essence of life. Pale blue specks of life energy floated in the air, and a deep breath could rapidly circulate one's soul power and heal injuries quickly. Towering ancient trees were entwined with shimmering blue vines, and the ground was covered with layers upon layers of shimmering blue silver grass, each blade containing the purest life essence. The wind rustled through the grass, making a soft sound, like the entire earth breathing. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth was so dense that it was almost liquid, and a faint life mist rose from the central area, sacred and tranquil, the purest core of life energy on the entire Douluo Star.
Following the most primal call from the depths of his bloodline, Lin Chen headed straight for the deepest part of the forest.
Soon, an endless sea of blue silver grass appeared before their eyes, and in the center, a particularly unique blue silver grass grew quietly—
Its entire body radiates a dazzling silver-blue light, its blades are ten times thicker than ordinary Blue Silver Grass, with golden patterns flowing along the edges of the leaves, and its roots are deeply embedded in the earth, as if connected to the life source of the entire planet. It is surrounded by an ancient, majestic, and supreme aura, and it is none other than the Blue Silver King.
The next moment, the silver light surged.
Blue Silver King stretched out his body, transforming into an old and majestic figure.
It was an elderly man with lustrous silver-blue hair and beard, dressed in an ancient robe woven from countless blue silver grasses, the hem of which flowed with the light of life. His face was aged, yet his eyes were piercing, gentle yet carrying the majesty of the ruler of all beings. A faint aura of blue silver imperial power surrounded him, and every gesture he made affected the very pulse of the entire forest, as if he were the embodiment of this land, the supreme ruler of all blue silver grasses. Looking at Lin Chen, he said, "Your Majesty, is that you?"
Lin Chen stared blankly at the Blue Silver King, his eyes perfectly conveying confusion and helplessness: "Who are you? Why do you call me King?"
The Blue Silver King gazed at him, his aged face filled with piety and excitement, and murmured, "Your Majesty... you have finally returned. You are the supreme king of our Blue Silver Grass lineage, the Blue Silver Emperor."
"I'm not some Blue Silver Emperor." Lin Chen continued to feign ignorance, gently shaking his head. "I'm just an ordinary Blue Silver Grass Soul Master with a mediocre martial soul and innate soul power of level three. I've been ridiculed for six whole years."
"No—" the Blue Silver King said with unwavering conviction, his silver-blue beard trembling slightly. "Your bloodline is imprinted deep within your soul, the purest and oldest source of the Blue Silver Emperor, far surpassing ordinary Blue Silver Grass. You have only been obscured by the mortal world because you have not yet awakened."
Lin Chen lowered his head, as if he still couldn't believe it, his voice so soft it was like he was talking to himself: "But I... can't feel anything."
"Then we will awaken you."
The Blue Silver King slowly bowed, offering the most honorable salute to Lin Chen. "Today, I and the billions of people of this entire forest will initiate the second awakening of the Blue Silver Emperor for you, helping your martial soul to truly transform into the King of All Herbs!"
Deep within her consciousness, Ah Yin, relentlessly suppressed by Lin Chen's mental power, struggled, roared, and pounded against the invisible barrier, her silver-blue consciousness swirling in chaos. She desperately tried to break free, to scream and stop it all, to awaken the Blue Silver King—this wasn't Tang San, not her child!
But there was nothing she could do; she could only watch helplessly as it all happened.
Lin Chen suppressed the surging joy and coldness in his heart, raised his eyes to look at the Blue Silver King, and spoke softly but with a resolute tone:
"Okay... let's begin then."
The moment the words fell, a tremendous and extraordinary phenomenon of life erupted!
The Blue Silver King raised his head and let out an ancient and desolate murmur, and in an instant, the entire Blue Silver Forest awoke.
The boundless ocean of blue silver grass bowed down and knelt in worship. Hundreds of millions of blue silver grasses simultaneously bloomed with dazzling silver-blue radiance. The light spots, like a starry sky, converged from all directions, forming a surging torrent of life that rushed wildly toward Lin Chen!
The ground shook, the mountains and rivers resonated, and it seemed as if the very essence of life on the entire planet was being stirred.
The Blue Silver King's true form took root in the earth, its roots extending wildly, continuously injecting the purest royal power into Lin Chen's body; countless Blue Silver Grasses wrapped around his body, gently yet firmly enveloping him, offering up their millennia-long life essence without reservation.
Pale blue, silver blue, and gilded light rose in layers, enveloping Lin Chen in a sacred cocoon of light.
His skin glowed with a warm blue light, his meridians were cleansed and baptized by the power of life, and his originally mediocre Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul underwent a crazy transformation, expansion and evolution in his dantian. The grass leaves grew golden edges, and the roots condensed royal patterns. An unparalleled pressure that surpassed all spirits and controlled life was slowly awakening from the depths of his soul.
The wind blows through the forest, and millions of blades of grass rustle in unison and with reverence, as if they are paying homage to their true emperor.
Lin Chen closed his eyes, quietly accepting this rebirth and coronation that belonged to him.
Lin Chen, the good-for-nothing, is dying.
And the newly born Blue Silver Emperor was born here.
(End of Chapter)