Luo Yu pondered for a long time before his eyes suddenly brightened.
"I think I might know what's going on."
A fragrant breeze drifted by, and Ah Yin quickly approached, asking curiously, "What's going on exactly?"
Luo Yu pointed at the fair-skinned stunning beauty tied up on the ground.
"Do you remember how she said there was a familiar scent on me?"
"Although she has come into contact with my Golden Scales, I have undergone a complete transformation, and the scent of the Three-eyed Golden Lion has long been purged from me."
"So there might be only one possibility left."
A thoughtful look flashed across Ah Yin's beautiful eyes.
With her intelligent eyes sparkling and Luo Yu's hint in mind, she quickly came up with a conjecture.
"Could it be the few drops of blood you dripped for my sister before?"
Luo Yu nodded, his eyes showing approval.
Ah Yin flashed a sweet smile.
Luo Yu slowly began to speak.
"I've encountered several significant opportunities, and although it was only three drops of blood, it's no less valuable than any Immortal Herbs, and the energy contained within is even more complex than any natural treasure."
"Logically, the power of the bloodline within my blood should far surpass that of the Bluesilver Emperor."
"I suspect that my blood might have subtly altered your sister's bloodline just now."
"That's why she felt a familiar sense of bloodline connection upon waking up and seeing me."
After listening, Ah Yin recalled the situation just now.
It was almost exactly as the man had guessed.
She nodded, "That must be it."
Luo Yu's lips curved into a comical smile as he spread his hands and said, "Suddenly, I have a daughter out of nowhere. Would you say I'm unexpectedly overjoyed to be a father?"
"What father?" Ah Yin rolled her eyes at him and said with a curled lip, "If you become her father, does that mean I, as her sister, have to start calling you 'Dad' from now on?"
Luo Yu teased, "If you want to call me that, I won't refuse."
"Go die, hubby, you're so perverted," Ah Yin said with feigned disgust and an exaggerated expression, gracefully stepping backward.
Luo Yu looked down and sighed, "It's over, I've been disliked by my wife."
Seeing him sitting there sighing all by himself, Ah Yin couldn't help but laugh out loud.
She walked over gracefully, leaned forward, and pressed her smooth and fair cheek against Luo Yu's.
"How could I ever dislike hubby?"
"Even if you're a pervert, I still really like you."
"Stop it, don't talk nonsense, I'm not!"
Luo Yu pursed his lips, pushing Ah Yin to the side with a look of disgust.
But he accidentally grabbed the wrong place, soft to the touch.
Ah Yin yelped in surprise, her face turning bright red.
Luo Yu quickly withdrew his hand.
The scent lingering on his hand was the same as on the Golden Scales, albeit a bit fainter.
"Hubby, and you say you're not bad."
"You're almost rotten to the core."
Ah Yin straightened her long dress, blushing as she let out a light spit.
Luo Yu changed the subject, pointing to the stunning beauty lying unconscious on the ground.
"What do you plan to do with her now?"
Ah Yin replied, "In a moment she won't be able to maintain her human form, and she'll have to change back."
"Let's find a hotel to stay for now."
"Just wait a second," Luo Yu put out his hand to stop her, with a strange look in his eye, "Ah Yin, aren't we moving a little too fast, taking me to a hotel already?"
Ah Yin stamped her foot repeatedly, her face reddening even more.
"Hubby, what are you thinking about?"
"Would I be such an unreserved woman?"
"I mean, we should find a hotel to stay at so you can rest."
"Then I'll continue to help my sister absorb the power within the Yellow Soil, and when her cultivation level recovers to a hundred thousand years, her memory should return."
Luo Yu looked innocent, "I didn't say anything, don't misunderstand."
"Tch."
Ah Yin gave him a coquettish glare, as if to say, how could I not know what wicked thoughts you have?
Luo Yu mused, "Do you think after your sister regains her memory, she won't chase me down the street and call me 'Daddy', acting spoiled in my arms, and then chase after me to hack me for ten streets?"
"She wouldn't dare!"
Ah Yin suddenly became displeased, her soft blue eyes flashing fiercely.
"If she dares to touch my man, I'll break her legs."
"Um...is she really your sister?" Luo Yu couldn't help but ask.
Ah Yin thought about it, "Well, strictly speaking, not really."
"I do have one thing I'm worried about," Luo Yu said, "Your sister used to know Tang Hao, and that guy is more foe than friend to me. I hope she won't help him against me after she wakes up."
Ah Yin's jade-like hand waved.
"Husband, you have nothing to worry about,"
"If my sister dares to be rebellious, I'll beat her right back into her original form."
"You must know that her chance to evolve into the Bluesilver Emperor and her ability to recover today are all thanks to your grace. If she is not grateful, she would be somewhat unappreciative."
"Actually, she has always admired you deeply; it's just that she never had the chance to see your true face."
After thinking for a moment, Ah Yin continued, "Husband, you really don't need to worry. I'll help you train her properly."
"As for that father and son, just let them die."
"My sister really did everything she could for them back then. Now that she has been reborn and has a newly remodeled body, she has nothing to do with them at all."
Luo Yu opened his mouth, but ultimately shook his head and didn't say anything.
Ah Yin seemed to see Luo Yu's concern and took the initiative to kiss him lightly on the lips.
"Husband, just trust me,"
"I'll take care of my sister's matter and make sure it's completely cut off from them."
"There are some things you don't know. That Tang Hao, at a critical moment, actually let my sister down. She must have some resentment in her heart."
Seeing Ah Yin's full confidence and her assurance, Luo Yu felt relieved.
Waiting to see the final outcome.
He had gone to great lengths to save someone, shedding blood and offering treasures.
If in the end Tang Hao and his son took advantage of that, what a joke.
He could not tolerate it; it was absolutely impossible.
As the blue-haired beauty's Transformative Form time ended, she was replanted back into the mound of Yellow Soil.
Luo Yu collected her along with the mound into the Storage Space.
Ah Yin, like a dutiful wife, tenderly helped push his wheelchair from behind.
The two set off together toward the nearest city to look for a hotel.
...
On the other side, Tang Hao and his son returned to the dark, damp cave.
Tang Hao gazed at the deep pit and the wheelchair tracks beside it.
His eyes bloodshot, he gritted his teeth in anger.
Tang San too was furious, with heavy breathing and clenched fists cracking.
"Who's got the guts to steal right from under my Tang Hao's nose?"
"If I find out who it was, I swear I'll feast on their flesh and drink their blood."
Tang Hao's voice was cold, almost demonic.
Tang San stepped forward to comfort, patting him on the shoulder.
"Dad, don't be so mad. We still need to stay calm and deal with this."
Tang Hao swung his arm away, his eyes filled with anger.
"Calm?"
"How the hell am I supposed to stay calm?"
"It's your mother who's been stolen."
"Your mother has been stolen!!!"
Tang San was momentarily speechless and stunned.
"Dad, so what do we do now?"
Tang Hao said, "What can we do? Besides these wheel tracks, we now have no clues."
"So we're not going to look for mom right now?" asked Tang San.
Tang Hao shook his head, took a deep breath, and calmed himself.
"Not for now."
"The Senior Soul Master Competition across the entire continent is starting in a month."
"I'll teach you the last skill."
"Recently, I've devoted countless efforts to simplify the magical skills passed down through generations in our Hao Tian Clan, creating this new skill."
"Once you've mastered it, you'll certainly overpower everyone in your generation, gain fame throughout the continent, reach the pinnacle, and elevate the name of the Hao Tian Clan."
"There's such a skill?" Tang San's eyes brightened, and he was quite excited.
"Then I can easily suppress that kid Luo Yu!" Tang San clenched his fist.
"Luo Yu, Luo Yu, always Luo Yu!"
"Do you even know anything else?"
Tang Hao shook his head again and again, showing a look of disappointment in his son.
"Look at the little ambition you have."
"I've worked tirelessly to train you for so long, and your skill cultivation has become perfect."
"That guy is no longer worth being your target."
Tang San clenched his fist, his gaze fixed on the distance, his voice disdainful.
"I know that, Dad."
"But I won't be at peace until I crush him with my own hands!"