You're So Young, You Should Be Arrogant! Do What Others Cannot

Upon hearing Ning Rongrong's reply, Lin Yan raised his voice slightly.

"What is wrong with being a support Spirit Master? Your support abilities work on yourself as well, don't they?"

"In my view, all Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Spirit Masters have fallen into a misconception. Since the amplification effects can be applied to yourself, why not view them as offensive spirit skills?"

"Strength amplification—your fists would carry more lethality..."

"Speed amplification—your footwork would be more agile..."

"Isn't that a corresponding combat capability? Even if the various support effects are weakened when applied to oneself, the radiance of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda should not be limited to just this."

As his voice faded, the entire room fell into silence.

"This..."

"That's right! I can use the support effects of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda on myself, so why can't I support myself?"

Ning Rongrong looked as if she had discovered a path she had never encountered before. Her beautiful eyes shimmered with brilliance, and her previously sorrowful expression gave way to deep contemplation.

"Supporting myself, gaining attribute bonuses, and then becoming a Spirit Master with actual combat power..."

"How did you discover this principle? Does your Blue Silver Grass have similar effects?"

The young girl lifted her snow-white neck to look at Lin Yan, who chuckled softly.

"That's not it. I am a Twin Martial Soul user."

"My Blue Silver Grass is purely a healing type; my second martial soul is my means of attack."

Lin Yan's Twin Martial Souls were no secret; everyone living with him at the academy knew about it. Besides, he would have to reveal his second martial soul sooner or later, so he chose not to hide it.

"What? Twin Martial Souls?"

The eyes that had been brimming with tears just moments ago were now filled with shock.

Lin Yan did not intend to continue showing off or explaining. Instead, he stood up from his chair and returned it to its original position.

"Digest what I just said properly. I'm heading to the Great Soul Arena."

With those words, he summoned his Blue Silver Grass spirit once more. [Third Spirit Skill: Life Tide.]

This time, Lin Yan did not wrap it around Ning Rongrong's wrist; instead, he injected the energy of the spirit skill into a single blade of grass.

Before long, a blade of grass filled with the essence of life was crafted. Lin Yan handed it to Ning Rongrong.

"This blade of grass has the same effect as my spirit skill. If you still feel unwell, just hold it in your palm to absorb the energy within."

Without waiting for the girl to react, Lin Yan walked toward the door on his own.

Before closing the door, he spoke one last sentence to the room.

"You are so young; you should be high-spirited!"

"Do what others cannot."

With that, a click sounded at the door. Lin Yan's footsteps gradually faded into the quiet night until they disappeared entirely.

A cool breeze swept across the windowsill, dispelling the stuffiness and the haze in Ning Rongrong's eyes.

The girl's reddened eyes gradually brightened, and her slumped shoulders slowly straightened.

The pride that once belonged to the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect began to coalesce in her eyes once more—not as arrogant willfulness, but as a calm, open, and unyielding confidence.

Soto Great Soul Arena.

The group led by Flender was seated in the spectator stands, discussing tactics and team arrangements for the upcoming matches, when Lin Yan suddenly walked over.

Flender was the first to notice him and took the initiative to ask, "How did it go?"

Lin Yan knew the other was asking about Ning Rongrong and answered truthfully.

"I comforted her; there shouldn't be any problems."

"I found her to be quite reasonable."

Flender breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's good! Get ready; your soul duel is about to begin."

"The next match is Zhu Zhuqing versus Tang San, and the one after that is you against the other Spirit Masters."

"Zhu Zhuqing and Tang San?"

Lin Yan murmured softly, then quickly recalled the details of this battle.

If he remembered correctly, not long after the duel began, Tang San secured victory with an overwhelming advantage.

Control-type versus Agility-attack-type—even at the same level, there would be no suspense, let alone the fact that Zhu Zhuqing was at a lower level than Tang San.

Originally, this matter had nothing to do with Lin Yan, but since he had reasons to recruit Zhu Zhuqing, he had to start protecting her from now on.

If they started fighting later and Tang San really bound Zhu Zhuqing with his Blue Silver Grass...

Thinking of this, Lin Yan pursed his lips and quietly walked over to Zhu Zhuqing's side.

"Zhu Zhuqing, I have something to discuss with you. Could you please come over for a moment?"

Zhu Zhuqing raised her eyes, looking slightly puzzled when she saw it was Lin Yan.

"What is it?"

Lin Yan did not answer, but his gaze conveyed the message: this is not a convenient place to talk.

In the end, Zhu Zhuqing followed Lin Yan to a secluded spot.

Lin Yan did not hesitate and went straight to the point.

"I want to persuade you to forfeit your match against Tang San."

Zhu Zhuqing's delicate brows furrowed, her eyes filled with confusion.

Seeing this, Lin Yan continued to explain.

"Do you remember that yesterday, I used Blue Silver Grass to wrap around your wrist to cast my healing soul skill?"

"My Blue Silver Grass martial soul can feed back the same sense of touch to me; in other words, it was equivalent to me holding your wrist yesterday."

"What I'm trying to say is, if you fight Tang San later and he, as a control-type soul master, binds your entire body..."

He did not continue, for the realization had already caused Zhu Zhuqing's exquisite face to turn slightly pale.

Clearly, she was terrified of such a thing happening.

Taking a few deep breaths, Zhu Zhuqing forcibly suppressed the turmoil in her chest and said, "I understand. Thank you."

Lin Yan chuckled, "It's nothing, I was just giving you a heads-up."

The two did not say anything more and turned to walk back to the spectator stands.

Phew~ Good thing I made it in time!

Otherwise, that brat Tang San really would have gotten his way.

As if! Zhu Zhuqing was the heroine he had already earmarked for himself; that little punk wanted to touch her? Not a chance! Even if Dai Mubai showed up, it wouldn't happen.

Unsurprisingly, as soon as Zhu Zhuqing and Tang San stepped onto the stage for their soul duel, Zhu Zhuqing chose to forfeit.

Tang San was confused, and it wasn't until he returned to the spectator stands and caught sight of Lin Yan that he realized the two of them had been gone for a while...

"Lin Yan, what did you say to Zhu Zhuqing? Why would she just give up on fighting me?"

"She came here to become stronger; by what right do you interfere with her using your words?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone turned their gazes toward Lin Yan.

Including Dai Mubai, who also raised a question, "Yeah, Lin Yan, what did you say to Zhuqing?"

Dai Mubai then leaned in close to Lin Yan's ear and whispered, "Brother, that's my fiancée. You aren't interested in her, are you?"

To this, Lin Yan merely offered a light smile, his expression appearing completely open and honest.

"Mubai, do you know why, when I've been healing you all these years, I only used detached blades of grass instead of establishing a direct connection with the Blue Silver Grass?"

"Because the Blue Silver Grass feeds back tactile sensations." He answered his own question, then swept his gaze around the circle before looking back at Dai Mubai.

"Just think about it—if Zhu Zhuqing were to fight Tang San, what kind of outcome would that lead to?"