Chapter 48: A Century-Old Soul Ring

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In Mountain Sea Village, at the Ling Family residence, inside Ling Yi's room.

At this moment, Ling Yi was not in his room but in a secret chamber three meters below the bed.

The walls and ceiling of the secret chamber were lined with over thirty thin bamboo pipes, connecting to the upper room, the main hall, the kitchen, the courtyard, and other places, so it did not feel suffocating.

The secrecy of this chamber was average and was not intended to block any enemies. It was merely to give Ling Yi some time to react in emergencies.

At this moment, Ling Yi was moving the over eight hundred Blue Silver Grass plants he had gradually transported back from the academy over the past two years from the upper room to this secret chamber.

The initial batch of 204 Blue Silver Grass plants, after a year of spiritual power nurturing and spontaneously absorbing the vitality from other Blue Silver Grass plants, had 198 of them stop at a new critical point, with the accumulated vitality no longer increasing.

The remaining six, through Ling Yi's day and night spiritual power nurturing, mental resonance simulation, and spiritual weapon simulation interaction, finally broke through the invisible barrier after more than a month, allowing them to continue growing.

For these six earliest cultivated Blue Silver Grass plants, Ling Yi did not invest too much effort in the later batches he cultivated at the academy. He stopped the spiritual power nurturing and other operations once they reached the second critical point.

Now, two more years had passed. The six Blue Silver Grass plants grew in Ling Yi's room, resembling six small shrubs. To call them grass, few would believe it.

As for their age, based on the Hibiscus Tree, said to be over 280 years old, that Ling Yi saw at Duke Mu Feng's banquet in the palace two years ago, he could sense that, in terms of energy fluctuations, the six Blue Silver Grass plants he cultivated were even more powerful!

It was incredible that in just three or four years, with the spiritual power of a Soul Scholar, Ling Yi could cultivate six Blue Silver Grass plants of nearly three hundred years and thousands of others of various ages.

If this news were to reach the Douluo Continent, it would undoubtedly cause a sensation across the entire continent.

But to Ling Yi, these were nothing.

Blue Silver Grass, no, not just Blue Silver Grass, but Soul Beasts in the Douluo Continent's world, often had years and energy but were no different from the pigs, cows, and sheep waiting to be slaughtered in the farms of Ling Yi's previous life.

All they had was a body of fat, ultimately being slaughtered and cooked in various ways.

So, when Ling Yi used his spiritual power to accelerate the growth of Blue Silver Grass by absorbing the vitality from surrounding plants, it was not something unbelievable.

In his previous life, the flowers and plants in the farms could also grow faster with the proper application of fertilizer.

It was just that in this world with spiritual power, the speed was much faster.

In terms of energy accumulation, Blue Silver Grass was much easier to cultivate compared to other Soul Beasts in this world.

Would artificially cultivated century-old Blue Silver Grass plants be inferior in their fundamental essence compared to wild ones that had endured a hundred years of wind and rain?

This question had just surfaced when Ling Yi dismissed it.

Having them was already great; what more could he ask for?

Moreover, the smooth absorption of the century-old Blue Silver Grass plants he had cultivated drop by drop was something those flashy and cheap ones outside could not compare to.

There was no need to cut the roots. Ling Yi simply summoned his Blue Silver Grass spiritual weapon and placed it next to the plant with the strongest energy fluctuations. With a slight push of spiritual power, specks of yellow, blue, and green light began to float out, slowly coalescing in the air.

Soon, a bright yellow soul ring floated quietly in front of Ling Yi.

A soul ring from a Blue Silver Grass over three hundred years old—!!!

Ling Yi's spiritual power moved slightly, and the soul ring was drawn by the familiar spiritual power fluctuations, obediently fitting onto the Blue Silver Grass spiritual weapon in his right palm.

Upon contact, Ling Yi felt a vast and gentle coolness flow through the Blue Silver Grass spiritual weapon, seeping into his meridians.

Ling Yi immediately focused his mind, keeping part of his attention on the surroundings while the rest was on his body.

Cool, gentle, powerful... these were the direct sensations Ling Yi felt from the spiritual power of the three-hundred-year-old Blue Silver Grass.

At this moment, Ling Yi felt his meridians and body like a parched field suddenly encountering a gentle, continuous spring rain, bursting with vitality, making him feel more vivid and real.

Due to the compliance of the spiritual power, the entire soul ring absorption process was incredibly smooth, rendering the various contingency plans Ling Yi had prepared beforehand useless.

Of course, these contingency plans were not in vain. Being cautious in all matters was always right.

When the last bit of spiritual power from the bright yellow soul ring fused into Ling Yi's body, the Blue Silver Grass plant at the spot suddenly turned into a stream of light, merging into the Blue Silver Grass spiritual weapon in Ling Yi's hand.

At the spot, a light blue, fine, ash-like dust slowly fell, and a small, thumb-sized, deep blue round object landed with a few pats, lying quietly in the light blue ash.

Ling Yi did not pay attention to what the devoted Blue Silver Grass had left behind. He suddenly entered a special state, magical and beautiful!

At first, he only felt the powerful, life-filled energy surging in, expanding every meridian it passed through, nourishing his muscles and bones, making him feel stronger with each passing moment.

But as the three-hundred-year-old Blue Silver Grass plant fully merged into his Blue Silver Grass spiritual weapon, Ling Yi only managed to flick a stone with his left hand, activating a trigger mechanism in the corner of the secret chamber, before his mind fully immersed into his spiritual weapon.

When Ling Yi felt himself become a Blue Silver Grass plant, he did not panic. He had anticipated this scenario in his mind.

Initially, Ling Yi planned to pull up the Blue Silver Grass plant, weighing about two pounds, and chew it up after absorbing the soul ring.

Compared to the wasteful behavior of those on the Douluo Continent who, after absorbing a soul ring, only look for a soul bone or cut some valuable materials, Ling Yi found this unacceptable.

Of course, Ling Yi understood that in dangerous areas where Soul Beasts roamed, carrying a bloody Soul Beast corpse without a storage soul conductor was a death wish.

But... it was too wasteful!

While the soul ring was the essence and core of a Soul Beast, the residual energy in its body could not be negligible, especially since some could even produce a soul bone. Not extracting this energy was a severe waste for Ling Yi, who enjoyed sucking the marrow from large bones.

At this moment, the little plant he had nurtured, burning itself and giving everything, naturally made Ling Yi feel a faint, almost negligible affection.

(End of Chapter)