Researching the Blue Silver Grass Soul Power Circuit

Early the next morning, Lin Xuan rose as usual.

But this time, Lin Xuan was not going out for long-distance running practice or anything of the sort.

Instead, he came to a place where Blue Silver Grass grew luxuriantly, sat cross-legged, and quietly began to sense the surrounding Blue Silver Grass.

The moment Blue Silver Perception activated, he immediately entered a mysterious and profound state.

In this state, even without using his eyes, he could "see" everything within roughly eight meters all over his body through the Blue Silver Grass.

However, Lin Xuan did not focus on the surroundings outside the Blue Silver Grass this time. Instead, he extended his awareness inward, into the Blue Silver Grass itself.

For the past two years, Lin Xuan had been wondering where the earliest Soul Tools had come from.

After all, there was no way those Soul Tools had simply appeared out of thin air.

So he had guessed that the Soul Tool Runes on them might have been comprehended from the myriad things in the world.

After all, soul beasts dropped soul rings, and when Soul Masters infused soul power into those soul rings, they could unleash soul skills.

Wasn't that very similar to Soul Tools?

And through Blue Silver Perception, he could achieve something akin to God's Perspective within the Blue Silver Grass.

So he wanted to use this ability to observe the flow of core soul power inside the Blue Silver Grass.

At present, Lin Xuan could only use this ability on Blue Silver Grass. He could not achieve the same thing with other objects, not even a stone.

"Nothing? Is my Spiritual Power insufficient, or is this Blue Silver Grass simply too fragile?"

Lin Xuan continued sensing until the sky gradually brightened, only opening his eyes when hunger urged him to do so.

A trace of confusion flashed through his eyes. This attempt could be said to have yielded absolutely nothing.

Other than giving him a deeper understanding of how fragile Blue Silver Grass was, he had gained no practical results.

"Perhaps the problem isn't with me. These Blue Silver Grass plants are probably just too frail—so frail that they don't even count as soul beasts."

Lin Xuan stroked his chin in thought.

The next second, Lin Xuan suddenly thought of something and hurriedly closed his eyes, cutting off the windows to his soul.

Tang Hao had not left. He still was not sure whether Tang Hao was nearby.

Although it was hard to believe that a Titled Douluo would have nothing better to do than spy on an eighth-level Soul Master like him, it was better to be safe than sorry.

Putting on the appearance of someone who had made progress in cultivation, Lin Xuan reached out and circled a stalk of Blue Silver Grass swaying in front of him.

He now roughly had an idea.

That was, his inability to sense the Soul Power Circuit within the Blue Silver Grass was likely related to the Blue Silver Grass itself being too weak.

After all, these Blue Silver Grass plants were currently too weak to even qualify as soul beasts.

Cultivating Blue Silver Grass now could not only serve his research, but also provide a cover for his First Soul Ring.

That was right—a cover.

No matter how exceptional Lin Xuan's talent was, he could not possibly raise an ordinary stalk of Blue Silver Grass into a Hundred-Year Soul Beast in a single year.

But ten-year Blue Silver Grass was not impossible to attempt.

If that worked, then around this time next year, he would have a stalk of Blue Silver Grass several decades old.

And by then, Tang Wulin would probably have reached the age to obtain his first Soul Spirit, naturally gaining his First Soul Ring at the same time.

But his First Soul Ring needed to have a source. It could not just appear out of nowhere.

And this stalk of Blue Silver Grass would become the best cover for his soul ring.

He truly had overlooked this before, but it was not too late to think of it now.

His gaze gradually became firm. No longer hesitating, Lin Xuan directly poured more than half the soul power in his body into the Blue Silver Grass before him.

In an instant, the stalk of Blue Silver Grass seemed to have taken some miraculous tonic. It began swaying from side to side as it grew at a rate almost visible to the naked eye.

Soul power flowed into the Blue Silver Grass like a trickling stream. Its originally slender blades unfurled and widened at a visible rate, while its stem quietly thickened by several degrees. Its pale blue color gradually deepened, taking on a rich shade of blue.

Lin Xuan could clearly "sense" that the veins inside the Blue Silver Grass had become clearer under the nourishment of soul power, as though they now possessed a faint pulse of life.

The feeling was wonderful, like personally nurturing a tiny life. Every thread of soul power he poured into it brought a tangible "response" in return.

"So it really works."

Joy rose in Lin Xuan's heart. Although the soul power he had injected was no small amount for an eighth-level Soul Master and had nearly drained more than half his reserves, seeing the changes in the Blue Silver Grass made it all worthwhile.

Soul power was divided into ordinary soul power and Primordial Soul Power. Only by increasing Primordial Soul Power could one's soul power cultivation rise; ordinary soul power, being a consumable, could quickly recover.

However, Primordial Soul Power could only be raised through gradual, painstaking effort.

What he was doing was effectively using his ordinary soul power to increase the Blue Silver Grass's Primordial Soul Power. Though the amount looked large, its quality was not particularly significant.

He did not greedily overdo it. Once the Blue Silver Grass temporarily reached its absorption limit, he slowly withdrew his soul power.

At this point, the Blue Silver Grass was already nearly twice as thick as the others around it. The edges of its leaves even gave off a faint, barely noticeable glow, radiating a vibrant and resilient vitality.

"From now on, I'll come nourish you a little every day. Bit by bit, I'll eventually help you grow up." Lin Xuan spoke softly, as if making a promise to the Blue Silver Grass, and also as if encouraging himself.

He carefully packed the surrounding soil around the roots of the Blue Silver Grass, then found several broad leaves and gently covered it, creating a simple camouflage to keep passersby from accidentally damaging it.

Only after finishing all this did Lin Xuan stand up and pat the dirt off his clothes. Although he had expended quite a bit of Soul Power and felt somewhat weak, his eyes were exceptionally bright.

The plan to cultivate the Blue Silver Grass had gotten off to a smooth start. This not only concerned the concealment of his future Soul Rings, but also gave him a new understanding of the interaction between Soul Power and plants.

Perhaps the mysteries of Soul Tool Runes could truly be traced from these most fundamental interactions with life.

"First, I'll get something to eat and replenish my strength."

Lin Xuan rubbed his growling stomach and turned toward the academy cafeteria. Sunlight filtered through the gaps between the leaves, casting a long shadow behind him, carrying the vigor and determination unique to youth.

What he did not know was that shortly after he left, a blurry figure quietly vanished behind a nearby tree.

Tang Hao looked in the direction Lin Xuan had gone, then glanced at the specially tended Blue Silver Grass. A trace of barely perceptible confusion flashed through his clouded eyes before they returned to their usual stillness. He turned and disappeared into the woods.

Lin Xuan's little actions had apparently not escaped the eyes of this Titled Douluo. He simply had yet to figure out the meaning behind them, so he did not intervene rashly.

Having completed an experiment and addressed something he had long neglected, Lin Xuan was in fairly good spirits.

But the moment he entered the cafeteria, he ran straight into someone who filled him with utter disgust.

Seeing Yu Xiaogang walking toward him with a stiff smile on his face, Lin Xuan's own smile instantly vanished.