Talent, Endless Surging

On the way to the cafeteria.

The work-study students of Seven Dorm marched along in a grand procession.

The group dynamic was somewhat subtle.

Tang San trailed at the very back, his gaze dark as he stared at Ye Liuyun walking at the front.

He would remember the humiliation of the past two days.

Ye Liuyun had already earned a death sentence.

Xiao Wu walked off to one side, her pink eyes darting around as she kept deliberately—or seemingly casually—studying Ye Liuyun.

Just how strong had this guy been before taking human form? He hid his aura far too well.

If she had not already known that he was also a transformed Spirit Beast, and if she had not paid special attention, she would have almost been unable to sense that he was one at all.

But carefree Xiao Wu did not dwell on it.

She thought to herself, Since we're both Spirit Beasts, Daming is the Sky Azure Bull Python, Erming is the Titan Giant Ape, so this guy can be called "Sanming" from now on.

Once I subdue him and bring him back to the Star Dou Great Forest, we'll form a group and turn Spirit Hall upside down!

As for Wang Sheng and the other children, they instinctively clustered around Ye Liuyun, even deliberately staying half a step behind him.

Children's instincts were often the sharpest.

Although Tang San and Xiao Wu had displayed considerable strength, Ye Liuyun gave them an indescribable sense of reliability.

It was the composure and calm forged through the passage of countless years. In the eyes of children, that feeling was called maturity.

However.

The moment everyone stepped through the cafeteria doors and the rich scent of food rushed toward them.

That "leader" persona collapsed.

Ye Liuyun stopped walking.

His eyes, once still as an ancient well and seemingly able to see through all the vicissitudes of the world, suddenly burst with an almost beastlike green gleam when he caught the scent of braised pork.

It was hunger.

It was a craving from the depths of his soul.

Food...

Real food...

Ever since he had transmigrated into a Blue Silver Grass.

Every day, he could only drink dew and bask in the sun, rooting himself in the earth like a vegetable and barely surviving through photosynthesis and nutrient absorption.

Those days were like lying in a hospital for decades, receiving glucose drips every day until his mouth was so bland he could hatch birds in it.

As a former human, a foodie with perfectly normal taste buds, who knew how he had endured all these years?

Ye Liuyun's Adam's apple bobbed, and his eyes actually reddened slightly.

He wanted to cry.

At that moment, becoming a god and all his schemes seemed utterly pale and powerless before a steaming bowl of white rice.

"Boss... what's wrong?"

Wang Sheng was startled by Ye Liuyun's trembling body and feverish gaze.

Where had that aloof, handsome guy from earlier gone?

Why did he now look like a starving ghost reborn?

"Nothing... nothing."

Ye Liuyun took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the excitement in his heart as he struggled to preserve the last shred of his dignity.

He walked toward the serving window, but just as he was about to order, his steps froze again.

An extremely awkward—and fatal—problem stood before him.

Money.

He was a Blue Silver Grass. After transmigrating here, he had diligently cultivated in hiding and had no contact with humans or Spirit Beasts.

Then, to evade the Heavenly Tribulation, he had hastily taken human form.

He possessed a near-godly soul, terrifying cultivation talent, and even an origin that would make Title Douluos drool with envy.

He even possessed many rare treasures.

But he had very little human currency.

Ye Liuyun stood before the serving window, staring at the braised pork as his expression shifted between green and white.

"Why aren't you buying any?" Xiao Wu leaned over and asked curiously.

Ye Liuyun fell silent for a moment before squeezing out two words through clenched teeth.

"No money."

Everyone nearly collapsed.

Seeing how imposing you looked just now, we thought you were going to book the whole cafeteria!

Wang Sheng froze for a moment, then thumped his chest generously.

"Hey! I thought it was something serious! We work-study students may be poor, but we can still afford a meal! This one's on me!"

Ye Liuyun turned and looked at Wang Sheng's face, which was neither handsome nor anything more than somewhat simple and honest.

At that instant, Wang Sheng's standing in his heart shot straight upward.

What a good person.

This was what a roommate should be.

"Thank you." Ye Liuyun nodded solemnly.

However, just then.

Several students in upper-year uniforms came down from the staircase leading to the second floor.

The tall boy at the front saw the group of work-study students downstairs in patched clothes, and a trace of disdain flashed through his eyes.

"Well, if it isn't Wang Sheng and his pack of poor trash?"

"What's this? Going to eat leftovers again?"

"What an appetite killer. A bunch of country bumpkins."

The piercing mockery reached them. Wang Sheng and the others immediately looked grim and lowered their heads, clearly accustomed to being bullied.

Tang San stood to one side and watched coldly.

He remembered clearly that Wang Sheng had mocked his teacher, Yu Xiaogang, before.

Those who humiliate others will themselves be humiliated.

Since you looked down on Grandmaster, you deserved to be humiliated.

Why should I help you?

Tang San sneered inwardly, even feeling a little pleased by their misfortune.

Xiao Wu was still pondering how to take Ye Liuyun in as her little brother and had no interest in meddling in such trivial matters.

Seeing that Tang San and Xiao Wu, the strongest fighters in Seven Dorm, remained unmoved, Wang Sheng felt a wave of bitterness.

Was this reality?

He gave a bitter smile, tugged Ye Liuyun's sleeve, and spoke softly.

"Let's eat in that corner over there. Don't mind them."

The other work-study students also remained silent, accustomed to swallowing their anger.

"Don't worry. Order whatever you want. This time, I'm treating!" Wang Sheng forced himself to cheer Ye Liuyun up.

Those upper-year students were blocking his path to get food.

"Poor bastard, didn't you hear us? Get lost!"

When the upper-year students saw that they said nothing, they became even more arrogant and directly blocked their way.

The leader's gaze shifted and landed on the delicate, doll-like Xiao Wu. His eyes immediately lit up.

"Well, this little girl is pretty cute. She's a work-study student too? What a waste."

"Little sister, what future is there in hanging around with these poor trash? Why not come upstairs with your big brother and have something nice?"

The moment he heard that, Tang San's expression changed instantly.

Insulting Wang Sheng was one thing, but harassing Xiao Wu?

That was a death sentence!

Tang San's hand instantly moved to his waist, killing intent blazing in his eyes.

Xiao Wu's brows also rose as she prepared to teach this group a lesson.

However.

Someone was faster than both of them.

Without any warning, more than a dozen dark-blue vines suddenly shot out from the ground.

They were Blue Silver Grass.

Whoosh!

Before the upper-year students could react, the sudden vines tightly bound them, instantly wrapping them into dumplings.

"Blue Silver Grass? Hahahaha!"

The leading upper-year student was startled at first, but when he saw that Blue Silver Grass had wrapped around him, he immediately burst out laughing.

"This is hilarious! You actually used such a useless Martial Spirit for a sneak attack? Watch me snap it apart!"

As he spoke, he activated his Soul Power. His muscles bulged all over as he violently strained outward.

In his eyes, this common wild grass would shatter inch by inch with the slightest exertion.

Snap!

Sure enough, several vines made cracking sounds as though they could no longer bear the strain.

"Haha! See that? A useless Martial Spirit is still usele—"

However, before his laughter could fade, it abruptly stopped like a duck being strangled.

Because he discovered in horror.

The vines that he had nearly snapped apart in an instant had not truly broken. Instead, they rapidly reconnected.

Without that initial burst of force, the bound students were completely unable to break free.

A holy gleam radiated from Ye Liuyun's body.

This was the unique talent born from the fusion of his human soul and Spirit Beast body after transmigrating here.

Endless Surging!

Life force could be converted into Soul Power, and Soul Power could be converted into life force.

His Soul Power could multiply madly like dividing cells.

With the support of Blue Silver Grass's powerful vitality, this was also why he had rapidly become an Eight-Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Beast.

The harder the upper-year students struggled, the more vines they snapped, and the more densely new vines grew, winding around them ever tighter!

Only two seconds passed.

That upper-year student had already been completely submerged beneath a dense mass of Blue Silver Grass. Even his mouth was plugged, leaving only his eyes exposed, filled with fear of the unknown.

It was the despair of something that could not be torn apart, could not be killed, and only multiplied the more it was destroyed!

Ye Liuyun stood where he was. Apart from raising a hand at the beginning, he merely watched coldly afterward.

"Th... this is Blue Silver Grass?"

Tang San had kept his Purple Demon Eye activated the entire time. He clearly saw the terrifying rate of division within the Blue Silver Grass, and another storm surged through his heart.

What kind of technique was this? Could his Blue Silver Grass do this too?

Ye Liuyun ignored Tang San's shock and ignored the several dumplings trapped on the ground.

He turned around, looked at the stunned Wang Sheng, and spoke evenly.

"I heard Seven Dorm has a tradition."

"Whoever has the biggest fists is the boss, and the boss is supposed to protect his underlings."

"Sorry, I came late yesterday."

Wang Sheng looked at that back.

He was clearly only a six-year-old child, and his Martial Spirit was clearly only Blue Silver Grass, yet he had instantly defeated several upper-year students.

But at that moment, Wang Sheng felt as if he had seen a god.

"N-No, you're not late!"

Wang Sheng shouted, tears of excitement filling his eyes.

"Boss! From now on, you're the only boss of our Seven Dorm!"

The work-study students behind him also snapped out of it and shouted in unison.

"Long live the boss!"

Ye Liuyun rubbed his stomach, already flattened by hunger.

He looked at Wang Sheng. Though his expression barely changed, his eyes were filled with longing for food.

"How about we eat first?"

Wang Sheng froze, then broke into laughter through his tears and nodded heavily.

"Order! Boss, order whatever you want! We'll make sure you get your fill!"