blogombal Chapter 7: Heading to the Star Dou Great Forest!
Chapter 7: Heading to the Star Dou Great Forest!
As soon as those words were spoken...
Tang San's smile froze instantly.
"A-Gin, that's not true, I didn't—"
Tang San waved his hand frantically, trying to step forward and explain.
But to his horror, he discovered that the inner garments he was wearing were rapidly fading and deforming.
In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a tattered blue robe.
Those are the robes of outer disciples.
On both sides of the main hall, the faces of the fellow disciples and teachers who were originally friendly all changed.
They stared intently at Tang San with looks of disdain, contempt, and disgust.
"You treacherous out-of-training disciple, how dare you steal the inner sect's secret techniques!"
"Kill him!"
"Clean house!"
Roars rose and fell.
Tang San stood there, stunned.
His facial expression was extremely distorted.
Sometimes laughing, sometimes crying, her features scrunched up, revealing intense sorrow and despair.
This feeling was somewhat familiar to him.
It seems like this has happened once before.
But this time, it hurt him even more deeply.
Because he lost what he thought was love, and lost all hope for the future.
In the eyes of the person he loved most, he became a despicable person.
"Ah Yin, let me explain, my feelings for you are genuine!"
Tang San shouted towards the top of the steps.
Mo Yi turned around, leaving him with a cold, indifferent back view.
"Take it down!"
The elder issued the order.
Dozens of inner disciples drew their swords and rushed towards Tang San.
Tang San bit his lip, used Ghost Shadow Perception, and rushed out of the main hall.
The chase has begun.
Tang San fled frantically ahead.
Hidden weapons wove together into a net behind him.
It's unknown how long they've been on the run.
The road ahead is blocked.
It was shrouded in mist and clouds, and its depths were unfathomable.
He was chased all the way to the Ghost's Den...
Tang San stopped and turned around.
Behind him, a dozen elders and hundreds of inner disciples surrounded him.
The crowd parted, and Mo Yi, now Tang Yin, stepped out, her eyes still cold.
Tang San looked at that stunningly beautiful face and gave a bitter smile.
He tore off his outer blue robe, revealing his upper body.
"I know that sneaking into the inner sect and stealing the sect's secret techniques is an unforgivable crime and is not tolerated by the sect rules."
Tang San's voice echoed on the cliff top, carrying a morbid sense of self-pity.
"But I, Tang San, can swear to the heavens that I have never revealed any of the sect's secret techniques that I stole to the outside world."
"I'm saying this not to gain the elders' leniency, but simply to tell them that Tang San has never forgotten his roots."
"It didn't exist before, and it won't exist in the future."
The elders remained expressionless and unmoved.
Mo Yi sneered inwardly.
Stealing is stealing, why give yourself such a high-sounding excuse?
After Tang San finished speaking, he looked at Mo Yi.
His eyes were glistening with tears.
His tone also became extremely gentle.
"Ah Yin, your senior brother lied to you."
"But my feelings for you are as clear as day."
Tang San took a half step back, his heels dangling in the air.
"If there is an afterlife, I will marry you honorably."
That's all.
He leaped into the air.
His body fell backward, plummeting straight to the bottom of the cliff.
Mo Yi stood on the edge of the cliff, watching Tang San's falling figure being swallowed by the clouds and mist.
He raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
"idiot."
click-
The dream world collapsed instantly, like shattered glass.
The two-and-a-half-month-long dream has come to an end.
Holy Soul Village, Blacksmith Shop.
"No, Gintoki—"
Tang San suddenly awoke with a start, his eyes bloodshot and his breath coming in ragged gasps...
After a moment, he came to his senses and realized that he had been dreaming again.
But unlike my usual pleasant dreams, this one was a nightmare.
Tang San raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his face, his expression bitter.
He couldn't understand why he kept having such dreams.
Two and a half months.
It's intermittent, but the plot still manages to connect.
In his dream, he won the heart of his junior sister Ah Yin and gained the appreciation of the inner sect elders, but at the last moment, his outer sect identity was exposed in public, his reputation was ruined, and he was forced to jump off a cliff.
The despair he felt from being condemned by everyone and hated by his lover was so real that it made his heart pound.
"Could it be that I've reached the point where I'm thinking about women?"
Tang San glanced down at his little acorn and chuckled, "But I'm only six years old. My body isn't fully developed yet. How could I possibly have such thoughts?"
Tang San, who is currently completely ignorant of the Soul Master world, would naturally not associate this with mental manipulation.
I just assume it's because I'm too repressed and have too deep an obsession with my past life, which is why I have such bizarre dreams.
"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. It's time to get back to blacksmithing; I'll finish the task my father assigned me today."
……
at the same time.
Inside a wooden house at the other end of Holy Soul Village.
Mo Yi opened his eyes, looked down and touched the ZZZ driver on his chest, then with a thought, he put it back into his body.
The two-and-a-half-month-long dream-based training has come to a successful conclusion, and Tang San has completely exhausted all of the Tang Sect's trump cards.
There are still two weeks until Notting College starts.
It's time to set off in search of the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm.
Mo Yi threw off the covers, got out of bed, and packed her bags.
"The money Old Jack gave me was just enough for my travel expenses."
He stuffed a few changes of clothes and some dry food into a cloth bag, and finally carefully put the money bag containing fifty silver soul coins close to his body.
Then he went to the table, picked up the charcoal, and left a letter.
The letter stated that he was going to Notting City to ask Master Su Yuntao for help in hunting for a spirit ring, so that Grandpa Jack would not have to worry.
After tidying up, Mo Yi walked to the door and looked at the distant mountains.
The Blue Silver Emperor's 100,000-year-old soul bone is hidden there.
"Unfortunately, now is not the time to steal the Blue Silver Emperor Soul Bone."
"Otherwise, if I fused with that soul bone, I could fly directly to the Star Dou Great Forest."
Mo Yi shook his head with a hint of regret.
Tang Hao still lives in the village.
To touch it now would be suicidal.
The real opportunity should be when I absorb the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm, capture Xiao Wu, and Tang Hao secretly escorts Tang San away.
Mo Yi withdrew his gaze, pushed open the door, and went out.
He did not go directly to the Star Dou Great Forest, but instead walked to Notting City first.
After inquiring around the city, Mo Yi entered a medium-sized security escort agency.
"I want to find someone to escort me to the town over in the Star Dou Great Forest."
"How much will it cost?"
Mo Yi stood in front of the counter and asked.
The steward chuckled, "Little one, where are your parents?"
"This is my martial soul proof. I went there to find my elders and ask them to guide me in hunting souls."
Mo Yi handed over his martial spirit certificate.
The steward took a look and was immediately shocked to find that it was actually innate full soul power!
Therefore, he dared not treat Mo Yi with any more condescension and immediately adopted a respectful demeanor, saying, "Young Master, please wait a moment, I will arrange a professional bodyguard for you immediately."
Because they only escort passengers on their journeys and do not enter the forest to participate in soul hunting, the danger factor is low, and the escort agency's fees are not outrageous.
In addition, Mo Yi was exceptionally talented, and the manager was keen to curry favor with him, so the price was further discounted.
The price dropped from fifteen silver coins to ten silver coins, which is the price of one gold soul coin...
The escort agency was very efficient, after all, it was a simple and easy small job.
The next morning.
A powerful Soul Master rode a tall horse and led Mo Yi away from Notting City.
Professional bodyguards travel the route year-round and are extremely familiar with the routes and supply points along the way.
During the Spirit Hall era, the public order was quite good, and there weren't many evil spirit masters causing trouble.
Therefore, half a month later.
The two arrived smoothly at a bustling market town on the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest.
Mo Yi found an inn to stay at, and then treated the bodyguards to a sumptuous dinner.
After settling the final payment, the bodyguard clasped his hands in farewell and took his leave.
Back in the guest room, Mo Yi bolted the door and drew the curtains.
He lay flat on the bed, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes.
Consciousness rapidly descends, piercing the boundary between reality and illusion.