Blue Silver Grass Strategy (Douluo Dalu Fiction)

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By early May, even in the northern city of Coldwind, the season of lush grass and singing birds had arrived.

Cold Wind Camp had been witnessing a peculiar phenomenon for several years: the ground was covered with Blue Silver Grass.

Except for the paths and the training grounds, most of the land was planted with Blue Silver Grass.

These small grasses with light blue leaves had been the most common color in the eyes of the over twenty thousand soldiers in Cold Wind Camp, aside from white, during the icy winter.

It was like the clear sky on a sunny winter day.

Walking briskly through the camp, Ling Yi felt the vibrant life force of the Blue Silver Grass all around him. However, his mind was not as restless as his actions; instead, it was unusually calm.

Soon, Ling Yi returned to his tent and placed a large sand pot on a low table. Instead of immediately enjoying the nourishing soup he had spent considerable effort to prepare, he walked to the large wooden tub in the corner of the tent.

Bathing, cleansing his body, and changing into a dry, loose robe, he went through the process slowly and meticulously.

Sitting down at the low table, Ling Yi extended his right hand and, with a thought, his Martial Soul, Blue Silver Grass, appeared. The light blue leaves shimmered and swayed, as if casting a glow that filled the air.

As the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul appeared, the Blue Silver Grass covering the ground in Ling Yi's tent transformed into points of light blue starlight, illuminating his mind.

As these light blue starlights gradually brightened, the previously dark surroundings began to reveal their vague outlines.

These were the outlines perceived by pure mental energy.

If combined with Ling Yi's powerful senses and mental perception, every blade of grass and stone within thirty meters was clearly reflected in his mind.

Beyond thirty meters, it wasn't completely dark; it was like human vision, where the clarity decreased with distance.

At this moment, in Ling Yi's mind, three blue starlights were the most prominent. If the other Blue Silver Grass starlights were fireflies, these three were the bright moons in the sky!

These three bright blue moons were near the bed, a few meters behind Ling Yi.

The skylight in the tent roof cast golden sunlight onto three Blue Silver Grass plants of different appearances, each resembling a shrub.

One plant by the head of the bed was unremarkable, looking the same as the Blue Silver Grass on the ground, but with thicker and wider stems and leaves, and more and longer leaves, as if dozens of larger Blue Silver Grass plants had grown together.

Over the past four years, many people had entered Ling Yi's tent, but none had noticed anything unusual about this Blue Silver Grass. At most, they thought it was more lush and liked to grow in clusters.

In comparison, the two Blue Silver Grass plants at the foot of Ling Yi's bed were slightly more noticeable.

The one closer to the inner side, growing along the edge of the tent, was similar in size and style to the 'original' one by the head of the bed. The difference was in the color of its leaves and stems, which were not the usual light blue but a blue-gray with a metallic sheen, giving a sense of toughness even to the naked eye.

The other plant, closer to Ling Yi, also differed in color.

It was a light blue, almost white, like the sky just after sunrise, full of the wonder and potential of life.

The plant by the head of the bed was the seed left behind by the three-hundred-year-old Blue Silver Grass that had sacrificed itself to become Ling Yi's first Soul Ring. Ling Yi had nurtured it to grow again.

Now, after more than four years, it had once again become a century-old Blue Silver Grass, and its age had reached over six hundred years!

During its regrowth, whether at the ten-year threshold or the hundred-year threshold, it no longer faced any obstacles. With Ling Yi's soul power nurturing it and its rapid absorption of external nutrients, the energy it accumulated grew exponentially.

It was like a master dispersing his cultivation and starting anew, bypassing all previous bottlenecks and recovering his original cultivation with even greater progress!

It was unknown whether, when it reached the nine-hundred-ninety-nine-year and one-thousand-year thresholds, this Blue Silver Grass would once again bring new surprises to Ling Yi.

Compared to the 'A Lan' that had dispersed its cultivation and retrained, the other two Blue Silver Grass plants, named 'A Hua' and 'A Luo' by Ling Yi, were grown using Iron Birch Tree bark and Dew Plant vines as fertilizers, making them unique Blue Silver Grass plants.

Both had the same age, growing from about three hundred years old four years ago to eight hundred years old now!

Over the years, hundreds of people had entered Ling Yi's tent, but none had discovered these three century-old Blue Silver Grass plants.

It wasn't that they were blind, but they simply never thought to look!

The saying "the lamp under the light is the darkest" couldn't be more fitting.

Who would have thought that three century-old soul beasts were quietly growing by Ling Yi's bed?

Who would have thought that Blue Silver Grass could even be a century-old soul beast?

Speaking of which, can Blue Silver Grass even be considered a soul beast? When uprooted and torn into pieces, it doesn't even produce a soul power fluctuation, let alone a Soul Ring—

Among those who had entered Ling Yi's tent over the past four years, the strongest and most experienced was undoubtedly the Soul King, Lou Gao.

But even Lou Gao, who had traveled across half of the Douluo Continent, had never seen or noticed the existence of a century-old Blue Silver Grass.

With Ling Yi's presence, the vitality and energy fluctuations of these Blue Silver Grass plants were extremely restrained, not much different from the ordinary Blue Silver Grass on the ground, at most a bit more vigorous. Unless someone specifically tasted a leaf, they wouldn't be able to directly feel the immense vitality and plant energy contained within.

Ling Yi's gaze swept over A Lan, A Hua, and A Luo, finally settling on A Luo, the one with relatively slender and long leaves.

Bending down, Ling Yi lifted the lid of the sand pot. In the enticing aroma, he calmly consumed the entire pot of 'Ten-Ingredient Great Tonic Soup,' about four to five pounds, including the bones, ingredients, and thick broth.

Feeling his stomach expand and the fiery sensation spreading throughout his body, Ling Yi stood up and walked to the bed. With his right hand, he gestured to A Luo with his Martial Soul, Blue Silver Grass, and released his soul power to draw it in.

A familiar scene unfolded: points of blue, green, and yellow light emerged from A Luo's two-foot-wide body, rising and gathering in the air.

While the Soul Ring was still forming, Ling Yi didn't wait idly. He squatted between the low table and the bed, assuming a stance.

The first move of the 'Beast Martial Soul · Xingyi Fist Framework': Galloping Horse!!

As his muscles and flesh were strengthened by the internal heat flow, a deep yellow halo, radiating strong vitality, finally formed in the air about a meter away from Ling Yi.

Without needing to use his soul power to draw it in, a slight thought from Ling Yi caused the deep yellow halo to transform into a stream of light, encircling his right palm where the Martial Soul, Blue Silver Grass, was still extended.

At the same time, A Luo, the mutated Blue Silver Grass that looked like a cluster of dozens of plants, also transformed into a stream of light and merged with Ling Yi's Martial Soul, Blue Silver Grass, like a swallow returning to its nest or raindrops falling into an ancient pond.

Only a pile of grayish-white ashes, tinged with a light blue hue, and a thumb-sized blue-white seed remained at the spot.

Ignoring A Luo's self-sacrifice, Ling Yi continued his practice of the 'Beast Martial Soul · Xingyi Fist Framework,' starting from the first move, Galloping Horse, to the second move: Soul Skill · Constricting Serpent, the third move: Soul Skill · Light as a Swallow, the fourth move: Soul Skill · Roaring Tiger, the fifth move: Soul Skill · Charging Bull, the sixth move: Golden Ape Toss, and the seventh move: Fierce Bear Crushing Stone…

Dividing his attention, under the control of his mental energy, the heat flow from the 'Ten-Ingredient Great Tonic Soup' and the vast life energy from A Luo circulated through Ling Yi's body.

At this moment, Ling Yi's bones, under the impact of these energies, faintly creaked, and his muscles stretched and strengthened with the movements of the fist framework. His bones, muscles, skin, meridians, organs, and blood vessels were all strengthened.

When all the surging energy finally calmed, Ling Yi slowly ended his practice, exhaled a long breath, and felt the significant enhancement of his physical body and soul power. He smiled.

"Success—!"

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