Blue Silver Grass

Tang San spun around sharply, his gaze locking onto Yu Xiaogang on the ground, the killing intent in his eyes nearly solidifying into substance.

The Silent Sleeve Arrow in his hand had already lifted, aimed directly at Yu Xiaogang's throat.

This useless waste who only knew theory!

He'd put on an air of profundity the whole way, and what was the result?

First, he led them the wrong way, then he gave blind commands!

Brother Su had absorbed this soul beast because he listened to this fool's nonsense!

And now? The first soul ring was only ten years! Brother Su's talent was completely ruined!

"Brother Su treated you well, yet you've destroyed his life!"

Tang San ground his teeth, his finger already pressing the trigger.

"People like you only harm others by living. I might as well—"

Just as Tang San was about to act.

His gaze inadvertently swept over the white soul ring beneath Su Yun's feet.

Tang San's movement froze abruptly. His Purple Extreme Demon Eye instinctively activated to its limit.

He was shocked to discover that this soul ring was entirely translucent and gelatinous, pure without a single impurity.

Even more astonishing, deep within that crystalline white, countless tiny golden starlight streams slowly revolved, as if containing some vast, profound truth.

Tang San's pupils contracted violently.

No! This was definitely not an ordinary ten-year soul ring!

That was the legendary Bai Ze, the auspicious beast that knew all things!

How could it possibly produce a waste ring?

And this aura... vast as the ocean, unfathomably deep!

Tang San abruptly withdrew his sleeve arrow, turning to look at Yu Xiaogang on the ground. The killing intent in his eyes instantly shifted to deep contempt.

Ha, this idiot.

With his narrow vision, he couldn't grasp the marvel of a divine object, so he assumed it was trash?

And he scared himself into madness?

How utterly ridiculous.

Tang San no longer paid attention to the drooling fool. Instead, he turned and strode quickly to Su Yun's side.

The gloom on his face vanished in an instant, replaced by genuine excitement and joy.

"Brother Su, congratulations!"

Tang San leaned close to Su Yun. Though he hadn't fully unraveled the mystery of that white soul ring, the vast energy within it was no ordinary thing.

Su Yun pushed up his sunglasses, casually dispersing the star gate and soul ring behind him.

"No need for congratulations. Just basic operations, don't overreact."

Su Yun turned to look at Tang San.

"Compared to me, what's more important now is you."

He pointed at the forest.

"Any thoughts on your first soul ring?"

These words were like a shot of adrenaline, stabbing straight into the artery of Yu Xiaogang, who was still doubting his own existence nearby.

The Grandmaster, who had been slumped on the ground with unfocused eyes, suddenly snapped his gaze into sharp focus, springing up like a corpse rising from the dead.

Su Yun was already ruined, so Tang San was his last, only hope to prove his theories correct!

To salvage his lost face and prove that his Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul wasn't toilet paper, he had to seize control of Tang San's soul ring planning!

"Tang San! Listen to me!"

Yu Xiaogang rushed over.

"I've already planned a perfect blueprint for your Blue Silver Grass."

The Grandmaster stood before Tang San, took a deep breath, raised two fingers, and began his performance:

"Blue Silver Grass, a universally recognized trash spirit. Its weaknesses are extremely obvious: brittle as paper, snaps like noodles, attack power roughly zero."

"To turn the mundane into the miraculous, according to my Martial Soul Mimicry Theory, we must grant it two major traits: toughness and poison!"

"With poison, Blue Silver Grass gains killing power. With toughness, it gains control. What's that called? It's called balancing hardness with softness!"

The Grandmaster's eyes gleamed with confidence, as if he could already see Tang San beating Title Douluo.

"I've already observed this Soul Hunting Forest. There are traces of Datura Snake activity here."

"As long as you hunt a hundred-year Datura Snake, your Blue Silver Grass can gain lethal poison. Imagine, when an enemy is entangled by your Blue Silver Grass, the poison instantly numbs their nerves... This is the only path for Blue Silver Grass! Trust me, this is the best plan!"

Tang San listened to these words, nodded slightly, and a glimmer of agreement flashed in his eyes.

This time, he really felt Grandmaster had hit the nail on the head.

As a former disciple of the Tang Sect, Tang San had a natural affinity for poison.

How did the Tang Sect kill people? Wasn't it through poison and hidden weapons?

Blue Silver Grass entanglement + toxin paralysis + Silent Sleeve Arrow harvest—this combo played through Tang San's mind, smooth as silk.

Grandmaster might be unreliable, but this theory...

It truly aligned with the Tang Sect's martial logic.

Tang San pondered for a moment, then spoke, "Poison attribute really is the most suitable for me right now."

"Is that so?"

A lazy voice cut in.

Su Yun stood to the side, hands in his pockets.

"Grandmaster, your theory is logically consistent. I have no objection to that."

Su Yun pushed up his sunglasses, his tone relaxed.

"However, to be safe, before we head out to find the snake, let's give Xiao San's martial soul a checkup first."

"Checkup?" Yu Xiaogang frowned. "Does a martial soul need a checkup?"

Su Yun turned and extended his hand toward Tang San. "Xiao San, pluck one of your Blue Silver Grass leaves for me."

Though Tang San was baffled, trusting Su Yun, he summoned his martial soul and plucked a leaf glowing with faint blue light, handing it over.

Su Yun took the Blue Silver Grass and casually tossed it behind him.

White light flashed instantly, absorbing the leaf.

Ding—

"Sample delivered to Earth Biology Lab."

"Building comparison model..."

"Comparison Group A: Common wild Blue Silver Grass sample"

"Comparison Group B: Tang San's martial soul sample"

At the other end of the Star Gate. Earth.

"Captain Lei, the data is out."

An old professor with graying hair stared at the two rotating gene helix diagrams on the screen, his brow furrowed.

"From a macro appearance, these two samples are nearly identical. But under a High-Power Electron Microscope and Deep Gene Sequencing, they're completely different concepts."

The old professor pulled up the comparison data.

"Group A sample has simple energy circuits, consistent with standard low-level plant characteristics."

"But look at Group B."

"Although its energy reaction is very weak now, appearing as harmless as Group A, that's because its core genome is in a deep dormant state."

"This means compared to Group A, it has compressed a massive amount of biological information inside!"

"It's not a weed. It's a species of extremely high life level, just waiting for the key to start its engine."

"We're conducting a Full-Band Radar Scan via drones to find the key that can activate it..."

The radar cursor spun across the screen, sweeping over vast forest areas.

Seconds later, the previously dull system prompt suddenly turned crisp.

"Beep! High-Activity Signal Source detected!"

"Found it!"

The researcher's eyes lit up, fingers swiftly marking a coordinate on the map:

"At coordinates X-203, Y-556! The radar has locked onto a special biological magnetic field!"

Su Yun listened to the report through his earpiece, a slight smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

Indeed.

Data might not understand mystical theories, but data could see through to the essence.

"Xiao San."

Su Yun turned and pointed toward the southeast of the forest.

The area was sunny with lush vegetation, slightly off from the dark snake marsh Yu Xiaogang had calculated, but still on the forest's outskirts.

"Two kilometers away, there's a soul beast suitable for you."

"Southeast?"

Yu Xiaogang pulled out a map and glanced at it, frowning briefly, then relaxing.

That direction deviated from the densest shady zone for snakes, but it was still on the outer edge of the forest core, where snakes often appeared to hunt.

Su Yun's so-called matching was probably just a blind cat catching a dead rat.

Still, since the general direction was close enough, as long as there was a Datura Snake there, or a plant-type soul beast like Ghost Vine, it could barely support my theory.

Thinking this, Yu Xiaogang, to maintain the Grandmaster's dignity, did not argue. Instead, he nodded and put on an air of having everything under control.

"The southeast has lush vegetation, which is indeed a favorite hunting ground for Datura Snakes. Since Su Yun sensed movement over there, let's go take a look."

He glanced at Su Yun, a hint of provocation in his eyes, then turned to Tang San and said, "Let's go, Xiao San. I'll explain in detail along the way why a plant-type martial soul can absorb a beast-type martial soul—this is the key to breaking through the limits..."

Tang San nodded, and the group set off in the direction Su Yun had indicated.