Martial Soul Awakening, the True Essence of Blue Silver Grass

Sacred Soul Village, Spirit Hall Branch.

Though it was called a branch hall, it was really just a somewhat more spacious wooden cabin.

Today, the hopes of the entire village had gathered here.

Old Jack's cloudy eyes were filled with anticipation, and even the hand gripping his cane trembled slightly.

"Children, this is Master Su Yuntao from Nuoding City."

"He will guide you in opening the door to your Martial Souls."

Following Old Jack's respectful introduction, a handsome young man stepped forward.

He had sword-like brows and starry eyes, wore a fitted white outfit, and had the embroidered character "Soul" on his chest.

This man, who would later be mockingly called the Blind Douluo.

At this moment, he looked down with the pride of a Soul Grandmaster at the raggedly dressed children before him.

"My time is limited. Let's begin."

He waved a hand indifferently, and six black Awakening Stones flew out, arranging themselves into a hexagonal formation.

Above the Sky Curtain, the image split once more.

The two worlds simultaneously arrived at this pivotal moment of fate.

[Black World]

One child after another stepped into the formation.

Either sickles or hoes.

Trash Martial Souls without any surprise.

Even though Su Yuntao was used to this, a trace of impatience still appeared between his brows.

"Next."

Tang San of the Black World stepped forward.

He was obedient, even somewhat reserved.

According to the rules of the Tang Sect, one had to remain sufficiently humble before the strong until their allegiance was clear.

"Lone Wolf, possess!"

Following Su Yuntao's low shout, his muscles swelled, wolf fur covered his body, and two yellow and one purple... no, one white and one yellow Soul Ring rose up.

For Hei Tang San, who had never seen the world beyond his village, this was undoubtedly an enormous shock.

"So this is the power of a Soul Master?"

"If it is this kind of power, my Mysterious Heaven Skill must break through that bottleneck before it can contend with it."

He silently assessed the situation, his eyes filled with vigilance.

Standing in the center of the awakening formation.

Golden motes of light flowed into his body like fireflies, as if every Meridian in his body had opened and stretched at that moment.

Then, he instinctively raised his right hand.

A small blade of grass with Light Blue Leaves quietly sprouted from his palm.

It swayed in the wind, looking so weak and helpless.

The anticipation in Su Yuntao's eyes instantly dimmed.

It was undisguised disappointment.

"Blue Silver Grass? A standard Trash Martial Soul."

"It can be found everywhere. It has no offensive power and no defensive power."

"You do not have the potential to become a Soul Master."

Hei Tang San's heart sank sharply.

But he quickly adjusted his mindset.

"It's fine."

"I still have Tang Sect Hidden Weapons."

"Even if my Martial Soul is useless, as long as I can cultivate the Mysterious Heaven Skill and combine it with Hidden Weapon Technique, I can still establish myself in this world."

He silently withdrew his right hand, pressing that Blue Silver Grass into his palm.

Looking at Su Yuntao, there was a humble plea in his eyes.

"Uncle, you haven't tested my Soul Power yet."

Su Yuntao was somewhat impatient, but he still handed over the Blue Crystal Ball.

"There is no need to test it. A Trash Martial Soul like Blue Silver Grass cannot possibly have..."

Before he could finish speaking, light burst forth!

Dazzling blue radiance instantly illuminated the entire cabin, and the crystal ball shone as though it were about to explode.

Innate Full Soul Power!

Su Yuntao was stunned.

Hei Tang San was stunned as well.

But what rose in his heart next was simple relief.

"Fortunately, I have Soul Power."

"Now I can cultivate the Mysterious Heaven Skill."

His disregard for the Martial Soul itself and his reliance on the Tang Sect's ultimate arts were completely exposed in that look.

[White World]

The scene shifted.

The same wooden cabin, the same Su Yuntao.

Bai Tang San stood within the hexagonal formation.

Golden light entered his body.

But unlike Hei Tang San, he did not immerse himself in the warmth spreading through his body.

In that instant, his consciousness seemed to extend endlessly along with the earth beneath his feet.

What kind of sensation was that?

If Hei Tang San saw only a single blade of grass in his hand.

Then what Bai Tang San felt was an ocean.

A green ocean!

It was the mountains and plains beyond Sacred Soul Village, the endless forest sea of Sunset Forest.

It was even the tenacious life growing in every corner of the entire Douluo Continent.

They were humble and weak, yet they existed everywhere!

Bai Tang San suddenly opened his eyes.

A strange green gleam flashed through those Purple Demon Eyes.

He looked at the swaying Blue Silver Grass in his hand.

There was no disgust or contempt, only fervor and admiration as if he were looking at an unparalleled divine weapon.

"As long as I stand upon the earth, my Soul Power will be inexhaustible."

"As long as there are seeds, that place will be my battlefield."

"This is not a control system."

"This is... the Life Dominator System!"

At that moment.

Su Yuntao finally spoke the words "Trash Martial Soul."

An ordinary child would probably have burst into tears by now.

But Bai Tang San merely gave him a calm glance.

That gaze was lofty, as though he were looking at a frog trapped at the bottom of a well.

"Uncle, whether it is trash or not is not for you to decide."

"In this world, there are no useless Martial Souls, only useless eyes."

Su Yuntao froze.

Why was this child speaking so aggressively?

But before he could react, Bai Tang San had already extended his hand and pressed it against the crystal ball.

"Test my Soul Power."

His composed manner actually made Su Yuntao comply instinctively.

The next second, light lit up.

But this time, it was not like the Black World, where the radiance blazed brilliantly enough to tear at the eyes.

The light was bright, but not dazzling.

It seemed to stop at around Level nine and a half.

Though he was still an exceptionally rare genius, the impact was far less shocking than Innate Full Soul Power.

Su Yuntao was surprised, but he did not lose his composure.

"Close to Innate Full Soul Power?"

"What a pity. If you had another Martial Soul, you would be an unparalleled genius."

"But this Blue Silver Grass..."

Su Yuntao shook his head and packed up with a face full of regret, preparing to leave.

What he did not know was that at the instant he turned around.

Bai Tang San lightly rubbed his fingers across his palm.

Just then, he had forcibly cut off the output of his Soul Power.

"A tree that rises above the forest will be destroyed by the wind."

"Especially when the enemy I have never met may be extremely powerful."

"Innate Full Soul Power is too conspicuous."

"Level nine and a half is just right."

"It will earn me attention without making me a monster in the eyes of certain people with ulterior motives."

Bai Tang San watched Su Yuntao's departing back, and a shrewd glint flashed in his eyes.

"The evolutionary path of Blue Silver Grass."

"Does not need anyone else's instructions."

"The path I will walk."

"Will be a Hegemonic path of plundering heaven and earth, devouring Myriad Things..."

[Real World]

Heaven Dou Empire, Imperial Palace Villa.

Dugu Bo, who had been drinking tea, suddenly set down his teacup.

Tea splashed across the table, yet he did not notice at all.

An unprecedented gleam burst from his normally sinister eyes.

"Good!"

"'There are no useless Martial Souls, only useless eyes!' Well said!"

Dugu Bo could not help letting out a loud shout.

He was an expert in poison.

But he also knew that the true essence of plant-type Martial Souls was far more than merely binding and controlling.

That Tang San from the White World.

At such a young age, he had already grasped something on the level of a Life Network.

He even knew how to conceal his abilities!

This temperament, this comprehension—he was simply a born Monster.

"No wonder his future self could so easily cure this old man's Jade Phosphorous Serpent Poison."

"If Blue Silver Grass were used as a medium for Life Plunder..."

"Then all poisons under heaven would be nothing more than another form of nourishment in his eyes!"

The more Dugu Bo thought about it, the more excited he became.

He wanted nothing more than to rush into the screen right now, seize Bai Tang San, and take him as his disciple.

No, he wanted to become Friendship between different generations with him!

At the same time.

On the Sports Field of Shrek Academy, the atmosphere became exceedingly strange.

Hei Tang San stared fixedly at the screen.

Just moments ago.

When he saw Bai Tang San's pride from the depths of his heart in the face of being called a "Trash Martial Soul."

As well as that monarch-like sense of control he held over Blue Silver Grass.

In his heart.

A sour feeling had unexpectedly risen.

It was jealousy.

Though he was unwilling to admit it.

He truly was jealous.

"Why..."

Hei Tang San bit down hard on his lip. "Why did I only think Blue Silver Grass was useless back then?"

"Why didn't I realize it could connect to the earth, that it could represent endless life?"

"Could it be..."

"Was my vision truly inferior to his?"

He recalled the time he had awakened.

Back then, he had only wanted to use the Tang Sect's supreme arts to make up for the flaws of his Martial Soul.

Then he looked at the version of himself on the screen, boldly declaring that he would walk the Hegemonic path of "devouring Myriad Things."

The difference was immediately clear.

Beside him, Dai Mubai looked at Hei Tang San's somewhat twisted profile and hesitated to speak.

He wanted to offer a few words of comfort.

Yet he found that he could not come up with a single excuse.

Because even he had been intimidated by Bai Tang San's gaze just now.

It was the confidence of a powerhouse.

Confidence that needed no external objects—no Hidden Weapons—to support it.

Just then.

The image on the Sky Curtain advanced once more.

The Tang Sans of both worlds had received the certificate granting them entry to Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy.

There.

Someone who would change Hei Tang San's life was waiting for him.

Master, Yu Xiaogang.

In the [Black World] scene, Yu Xiaogang stood with his hands behind his back, his expression inscrutable.

In the [White World] scene.

Bai Tang San looked at the certificate in his hand, a teasing sneer curling at the corner of his lips.

"The theoretically invincible Master, huh? I hope what you've got in your belly lives up to your reputation."