Beibei and Tang Ya Seek Advice

After leaving the dining hall, night had already begun to fall.

The soul-powered lamps lining the academy roads gradually lit up as well.

A hundred steps after a meal meant living to nine hundred ninety-nine. Rarely in the mood for leisure, Zhou Huan strolled through Shrek as he headed back to the dormitories.

It could not be helped. There were simply not many forms of entertainment at night on the Douluo Continent, and most of them were unsuitable for someone as pure as Zhou Huan.

Looking at the bright soul-powered lamps, Zhou Huan felt helpless. This world had developed many things powered by Soul Power, yet even in the era of the Peerless Tang Sect, it had not learned how to use electricity.

Without electricity, there were no televisions, no movies, and no entertainment facilities related to it.

He missed all of those things dearly.

Still, every gain came with a loss. Without electricity and gasoline, at least the air here was excellent.

Zhou Huan could have brought methods of generating electricity into this world, but it was only a passing thought. He would not actually do it. For the time being, he did not want the Douluo Continent to change too much, especially not through something that would fundamentally transform the entire world.

Since Zhou Huan wanted to lie low and survive, he certainly could not do something like that merely to enrich entertainment.

Like this, taking a walk after dinner, admiring the spotless starry sky, and breathing air without the slightest pollution was quite nice too.

Stopping and starting along the way, Zhou Huan took quite some time before returning to the First Year dormitory building.

Mu En was not here tonight, but a man and a woman sat on the bench in front of the dormitory building.

Even under the dim light, it was clear that the man was handsome and the woman beautiful. Both wore purple academy uniforms.

Who else could they be but Beibei and Tang Ya?

Zhou Huan had no idea why the two of them were here. Even if they were dating, they should not have been hanging around here.

Yet he clearly saw Beibei and Tang Ya walking toward him. Although he was not close to them, they were at least acquainted, so he greeted them first. "Senior Beibei, Senior Tang Ya, good evening."

In a sense, he should thank these two. If they had not gotten together, then Sister Le Xuan... Ahem. He was thinking too far ahead.

At this moment, Tang Ya did not care what Zhou Huan was thinking. Her emotions were conflicted and tangled. After reading the article Beibei had given her that afternoon, she had not even been in the mood to eat dinner.

After all, the two most important things in her life were avenging her parents and revitalizing the Tang Sect. The second was, of course, eating.

She was the kind of girl who had accepted Huo Gua into the Tang Sect just to eat grilled fish.

It was obvious how anxious she truly was right now.

Thus, when she saw Zhou Huan, Tang Ya had no intention of exchanging pleasantries. She asked directly, "Junior Zhou, is it true that a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul is unsuitable for absorbing non-plant-type Soul Rings?"

Although Beibei had already told her that the elders in his family agreed with Zhou Huan's theory, Tang Ya still wanted to ask Zhou Huan, the one who had proposed it, in person.

Because if it was true, then had her family and the Tang Sect been wrong for ten thousand years?

The blow was simply too great, almost like watching her faith collapse, because they had believed so deeply in Master Yu Xiaogang's theories and Ancestor Tang San's "personal experiences."

And now, all the evidence indicated that Zhou Huan was right.

Tang Ya's heart was filled with Mixed Feelings.

As for Zhou Huan, Tang Ya's question left him somewhat bewildered for an instant. Then he thought, Teacher Wang, your speed is comparable to The Flash, isn't it?

Only one afternoon had passed, and Tang Ya had already seen his article?

Was this the internet age or something?

And had she not said it was to be treated as confidential material?

Still, since Zhou Huan had dared to write it, he was not worried about others seeing it.

Thus, Zhou Huan replied, "I can only say that theoretically, that is the case."

"Only theoretically? But... but our Tang Sect has done this for tens of thousands of years..." Tang Ya's voice grew softer and softer as she spoke.

"Senior Tang Ya, look, haven't you already realized it?" Zhou Huan smiled. "If your method of absorbing Soul Rings for the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul was correct, then how many Titled Douluo have you produced?"

Tang Ya revealed a bitter smile.

What Titled Douluo? There had not even been many Soul Douluo or Soul Sages.

Otherwise, why would the Tang Sect have fallen apart, with its four halls leaving one after another and its sect master being so weak?

In the end, only Tang Ya, a young girl barely in her teens, had been left struggling to uphold the Tang Sect's long-standing name.

At that moment, Beibei comforted her. "Xiao Ya, it is better to discover the problem now than to find out later."

Zhou Huan nodded in agreement. The earlier it was discovered, the earlier it could be treated.

Tang Ya took a deep breath and calmed herself before asking seriously, "Junior Zhou, then what type of plant-type Soul Rings do you think I should absorb in the future? And my third ring has already absorbed the Soul Ring of a thousand-year Mandala Snake."

Zhou Huan thought for a moment before saying, "A thousand-year Mandala Snake is a powerful Soul Beast with potent venom. Absorbing its Soul Ring can indeed grant you a decent soul skill. However, the Mandala Snake's venom will have a harmful effect on your Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul."

"For example, Blue Silver Grass Martial Souls were already slow to cultivate, but due to the influence of your third ring, your cultivation speed will become even slower in the future. Just imagine how compatible ordinary grass is with poison." What Zhou Huan did not say was that if Tang Ya truly awakened Dark Blue Silver Grass, her cultivation speed could practically soar—but the side effects would be severe as well.

Zhou Huan continued, "So the Soul Rings you absorb in the future should preferably come from plant-type Soul Beasts with vigorous vitality."

Tang Ya's delicate brows furrowed slightly. "But my cultivation speed is already very slow. I do not even know when I will reach Rank 40 and obtain my next Soul Ring."

Beibei held Tang Ya's little hand and comforted her. "Do not worry. I will help you."

Tang Ya said nothing. She knew Beibei was trying to comfort her, but how could someone else help with cultivation?

Seeing this, Zhou Huan could not help pursing his lips. He felt like a dog being force-fed displays of affection.

Still, Zhou Huan offered a reminder. "Actually, it is not completely hopeless right now. As long as you can find a Blue Silver King Soul Bone, there is more than a ninety percent chance it can improve Senior Tang Ya's Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul. Once your Martial Soul evolves, your cultivation speed will naturally no longer be an issue."

Tang Ya gave a bitter smile. Who did not know that? But let alone specifically finding a Blue Silver King Soul Bone, she did not even have an ordinary Soul Bone!

Beibei, however, appeared thoughtful. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Junior Zhou, why not a Blue Silver Emperor Soul Bone?"

At those words, Zhou Huan nearly rolled his eyes, but he controlled his expression well. "Only one Blue Silver Emperor can appear on a continent. The last Blue Silver Emperor to appear on the Douluo Continent was Tang San's mother. What do you think?"

"Cough, cough, cough..." Beibei nearly choked on his own saliva.

"So let us be realistic. Do not set your sights too high." Zhou Huan stared at Beibei with a serious expression, making the handsome young man feel somewhat ashamed.

"Well... anyway, thank you today, Junior Zhou." Tang Ya timely resolved Beibei's embarrassment. "We will be leaving first. If Junior Zhou ever needs anything in the future, I will definitely help if I can."

Afterward, Tang Ya pulled Beibei away.

Zhou Huan watched their departing backs and sighed softly. He did not know whether this tiny influence could help Tang Ya escape the fate of becoming the Holy Spirit Cult Saintess.

But Zhou Huan was only a small Soul Elder. He neither had the obligation nor the strength to do anything.

In truth, that was one reason Zhou Huan did not like interacting with too many people.

Because once you became familiar with someone, or even became friends, and knew their fate, knew they would suffer hardship, could you really refrain from helping them?

Zhou Huan felt that he was still more emotional than rational, so he often deliberately kept himself apart from others.

After being at Shrek for so long, he had only three friends: Wen Xiaoshuai and Wang Qingya, who had never even been mentioned in the original story, and Xiao Xiao, whose experiences could not be considered especially tragic.

Therefore, Zhou Huan did not mind becoming friends with them.

As for Huo Gua and Wang Dong, Zhou Huan truly did not wish to become too close to them right now. In fact, that was exactly what he had done.

Ultimately, he was still too weak. He was so afraid of this and that that he even feared making friends. How cowardly.

Looking at the dim yellow lamplight, Zhou Huan smiled helplessly.

"Why do you look like you have lost all will to live?" A blue figure suddenly appeared, accompanied by that familiar voice.

"..." Zhou Huan turned around and stared blankly at the peerless figure. "Sister Le Xuan, could you give me some warning whenever you appear? It is nighttime. People can be scared to death by other people."

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