Chapter 15: A Divine Turn of Events! Ah Yin Takes the Initiative and Hands Over the Soul Bone?!
Thinking that Lin Qingmo might be feeling deeply disappointed right now,
Bibi Dong felt an inexplicable discomfort in her heart and was just about to speak up to comfort him.
But at that moment—
A new message from Lin Qingmo suddenly popped up in the chat group.
[Dad Douluo]: Hiss! Wait! There might still be a turning point!
That single, abrupt sentence instantly drew everyone's attention.
[Tyrant Dragon Mom]: A turning point? What turning point?
[Tyrant Dragon Mom]: Don't tell me you're planning to force your way up there?
[Tyrant Dragon Mom]: I'm telling you, that's a hundred-meter waterfall—you'll be throwing your life away!
Liu Erlong hurriedly tried to dissuade him,
Afraid that Lin Qingmo would do something stupid on impulse.
[A Rogue Rabbit]: W-What happened?
[A Rogue Rabbit]: A-Ah Qing, did you find a way?
Xiao Wu also grew nervous, her heart full of worry.
[The Pope Herself]: Ah Qing, what exactly is going on?
[Green Grass]: …
Ah Yin, who had remained silent all this time, finally made a move.
As before, there were no extra words—only a string of ellipses.
One minute earlier.
The hundred-meter waterfall roared like thunder.
Water mist filled the night, refracting hazy moonlight.
Lin Qingmo sat slumped on a pile of jagged rocks beneath the waterfall.
"Sigh… what kind of mess is this…"
He was already in despair.
Though unwilling to give up, it seemed there really was no better option.
But just then—
He suddenly felt a faint sensation at his waist.
"Hm?"
The sensation was soft and cool, as if something had quietly wrapped itself around him.
"What's that?"
Lin Qingmo lowered his head to look.
The next instant, his eyes widened in shock.
Several pale-green blades of grass were gently coiling around his waist, as if alive.
They were slender yet resilient.
A faint fragrance of grass and wood emanated from them, utterly different from the damp water vapor in the air.
"This is… Blue Silver Grass?"
Lin Qingmo's heart skipped a beat.
Blue Silver Grass appearing at the base of the waterfall behind Holy Soul Village wasn't strange in itself—but the behavior of this Blue Silver Grass was downright eerie.
It seemed to be coming from above the waterfall.
And it was actively wrapping around him.
The force grew stronger and stronger,
as if it was trying to pull him upward!
"Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing?! Don't tell me Blue Silver Grass eats people now?!"
Lin Qingmo instinctively tried to struggle free, but the Blue Silver Grass wrapped around him even more tightly, as if it had grown out of his body.
At the same time, it began to climb upward slowly.
Even more grass blades surged out from within the waterfall's torrent.
They wrapped around his limbs and torso, weaving together into a soft, grass-made "cradle" that firmly supported him.
"Holy crap! What is going on here?!"
Lin Qingmo was completely dumbfounded.
Just like that, the Blue Silver Grass steadily carried him upward, climbing toward the top of the hundred-meter waterfall.
Water cascaded over his body.
The icy chill made him shiver uncontrollably.
Yet the Blue Silver Grass wrapped around him emitted a faint warmth.
The people in the chat group were still waiting for his reply.
But Lin Qingmo no longer had the luxury of typing.
He squeezed his eyes shut, not daring to look down.
A hundred meters.
Below him was a raging torrent.
If he fell, he would be smashed to pieces without a doubt!
"What on earth is going on?"
"Why is this Blue Silver Grass helping me? Could it be…"
A bold thought flashed through his mind.
Ah Yin!
"Could these Blue Silver Grass vines belong to Ah Yin?"
Inside the stone chamber behind the waterfall, that withered Blue Silver Grass was now mobilizing all her remaining strength, stretching out her branches and leaves.
Pale-green blades slid along the rock wall behind the waterfall as if they possessed intelligence.
They pierced through the raging current,
and wrapped around Lin Qingmo below.
On Ah Yin's leaves still clung crystalline droplets—traces of the tears she had shed over these past few days.
Ever since she saw the things Lin Qingmo said in the chat group, she had been trapped in immense shock and sorrow.
Unwilling to believe that Tang Hao could treat her that way, unwilling to believe that her sacrifice might have been the result of deliberate calculation.
Yet these past days…
In this lightless stone chamber, Ah Yin had replayed Lin Qingmo's words again and again, revisiting every detail of the past.
Only to realize that every single sentence had evidence to support it.
Especially what Lin Qingmo mentioned about the "uniqueness" of the Blue Silver Emperor on the continent—that secret alone chilled her to the bone.
She had indeed told Tang Hao about it.
If she truly recovered her cultivation, then Tang San's Blue Silver Grass martial soul would never be able to evolve into the Blue Silver Emperor.
Perhaps this was Tang Hao's truest intention.
If Tang San really were her child, Ah Yin might have been able to accept it.
But Tang San was not her child at all!
In utter despair and a completely deadened heart, when she saw Lin Qingmo say in the chat group that he had arrived, Ah Yin made a bold decision.
She would give her soul bone to this sincere and resilient child who possessed a Blue Silver Grass martial soul.
The Blue Silver Grass vines carried Lin Qingmo through the raging waterfall and gently set him down inside the stone chamber behind it.
Thud!
Lin Qingmo was soaked from head to toe.
But he didn't bother wiping away the water droplets on his body.
He immediately scrambled to his feet and scanned his surroundings warily.
This was a small stone chamber.
Dark and damp.
Only a faint trace of moonlight filtered in through the gaps behind the waterfall, barely illuminating the surroundings.
At the center of the chamber grew a pale-green Blue Silver Grass.
Exactly as he had guessed—Ah Yin.
At this moment, Ah Yin's leaves were extremely wilted.
Lifting him just now had clearly consumed a great deal of her strength.
As Lin Qingmo was observing Ah Yin,
Several of her branches moved, slowly extending toward the stone wall.
Soon, they retrieved a box and presented it to him.
"This is… for me?"
Lin Qingmo froze, looking at Ah Yin in confusion.
Ah Yin's leaves gently bobbed up and down, as if nodding.
Lin Qingmo hurriedly took the box.
It felt heavy in his hands and emitted a faint fluctuation of energy.
He took a deep breath, then carefully opened the box.
In an instant, a vast and pure surge of life energy burst out from within, instantly filling the entire stone chamber.
The energy was warm and profound.
It caused every pore on Lin Qingmo's body to relax and open.
The exhaustion from running and being drenched was swept away in an instant.
Inside the box lay a pale-green soul bone.
Roughly the size of an adult's leg bone—judging by its shape, it was a right leg bone.
Dense blue patterns covered its surface, radiating an intense aura of life.
"The hundred-thousand-year Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone!"
Lin Qingmo's pupils contracted violently.
An expression of disbelief and ecstatic joy spread across his face.
In his wildest dreams, he never imagined that Ah Yin would actually take the initiative to give him the soul bone!
"Ah Yin, this… this is really for me?"
Lin Qingmo swallowed and asked again, just to be sure.
His voice trembled uncontrollably.
Ah Yin's leaves nodded gently once more,
then slowly drooped down.
She looked even more withered than before.
As if she had exhausted all her remaining strength.
Lin Qingmo was filled with questions.
Why would Ah Yin give such an incredibly precious hundred-thousand-year soul bone to him?
Was it because his martial soul was Blue Silver Grass, sharing the same origin as hers?
Or was it because… she had mistaken him for Tang San?
After all, Tang San was her son in name.
By all logic, this soul bone should have been left for Tang San.
However—
Lin Qingmo quickly suppressed these doubts.
No matter the reason Ah Yin gave it to him,
This soul bone was something he absolutely had to accept.
This was his ultimate chance to defy fate and change his destiny!
"No matter what, Ah Yin—thank you!"
Lin Qingmo bowed deeply toward her, his expression sincere.
"I, Lin Qingmo, will remember this kindness."
"If there's a chance in the future, I will definitely repay you!"
…
End of Chapter