Refining the Remnant Wills

Forcing himself to ask Yang Shelly a question, Ling Yi's expression changed, and he stretched out his right palm upwards, his Martial Soul "Blue Silver Grass" spontaneously manifesting uncontrollably.

At the same time, at the edge of the woodland a hundred meters away, Ah Yin also opened his right hand, and in his palm was a "Blue Silver Grass" that was a size larger than the ordinary "Blue Silver Grass", with more leaves and golden patterns all over its body.

Ah Yin slowly strolled towards the stream, her gaze fixed on the vine-like "Blue Silver Grass" that Ling Yi held in his hand, which was about a meter long.

Although this wasn't the first time I'd seen Ling Yi's Martial Soul in the past month or so, this was the first time I'd seen it so openly and honestly.

In terms of primordial energy, Ling Yi's "Blue Silver Grass" Martial Soul is nothing in Ah Yin's eyes. It's only a little over three thousand years old. Not to mention her, a hundred-thousand-year-old "Blue Silver Emperor," even in that ancient forest more than seven thousand miles to the southwest, there are many "Blue Silver Grass" with such cultivation under the command of the eighty-thousand-year-old "Blue Silver King."

What intrigued Ah Yin was that Ling Yi's "Blue Silver Grass" Martial Soul carried three other auras that were different from his own Martial Soul bloodline.

That's not the key point. The key point is that this aura is actually inherited from Ling Yi!

It's complicated, but Ah Yin, with her high status as the "Blue Silver Emperor," was able to see through the differences at a glance.

"Clang—!"

Seeing Ling Yi's expression change as Ah Yin approached, revealing a hint of discomfort, Yang Shelly immediately swung her scythe, unleashing an invisible burst of energy that struck the cobblestones seven or eight meters in front of her, and shouted sharply, "Stop!"

Before Ah Yin could even reply, a long, slender, fair hand landed on Yang Shelly's shoulder.

"Shelly, it's alright. This person probably doesn't mean any harm—"

Ling Yi's voice was calm and his pronunciation was clear, but he paused after every two words, which showed that his current state was not as calm as his tone.

Ah Yin looked at Ling Yi with some surprise. She discovered that the young man opposite her was gradually getting rid of the influence of the Martial Soul bloodline on him!

This influence wasn't actually something Ah Yin intended to do; it was simply because the "Blue Silver Emperor" bloodline within her naturally possessed absolute suppressive and dominant power over all "Blue Silver Grass" on the Douluo Continent.

Just like the "Blue Silver Grass" plants on the ground all around, they swayed their leaves happily as Ah Yin approached, and Ling Yi did not experience any of the discomfort he had felt.

Ling Yi's discomfort was his instinctive resistance, a resistance to the subservience and worship of the "Blue Silver Emperor" Ah Yin that came from his bloodline.

If he had followed his bloodline impulses and shown respect and obedience to Ah Yin, he wouldn't have exhibited these unusual behaviors at all.

However, superficial obedience and respect are fine, but with Ling Yi's acting skills, that's just basic stuff.

The problem is that this bloodline suppression is actually a form of submission at the spiritual level, which makes it impossible for Ling Yi to conceal his true thoughts.

Ling Yi has never been one to submit to any person or power.

What was that slightly cringeworthy line again?

We are born free, who dares to be high above us?

This is not to say that Ling Yi was born rebellious, or that he had any ambition to become king or tyrannical.

Previously, whether in the military or aristocratic system of the [Water Wood Duchy] or in the Heaven Dou Border Army, Ling Yi had always obeyed orders and appointments from his superiors without hesitation.

Even when facing stronger individuals, Ling Yi maintained sufficient respect and reverence.

These are not all acting skills. In Ling Yi's view, being in a power system and obeying the arrangements of those in higher positions is the due payment you should make when you enjoy the convenience that the power brings you.

It's a very traditional belief of the descendants of Yan and Huang.

Generally speaking, the descendants of Yan and Huang do not make wholehearted sacrifices when praying to gods and Buddhas, and they almost never worship only one deity...

We've strayed from the topic; let's get back to the present.

With his spiritual power erupting without reservation, Ling Yi completely brought his Martial Soul "Blue Silver Grass" under his control. Using it as the main body, he thoroughly refined and obliterated the residual fragments of will in the three inner rings of his soul that had been affected by the high-level bloodline.

Three hundred years of original "Blue Silver Grass", eight hundred years of "Nüluo Blue Silver Grass", two thousand years of original "Blue Silver Grass".

The consciousness of the main body resides in the seeds they left behind, and grows again as Ling Yi nurtures them. The residual thoughts left in the Soul Ring are instinctive, serving as a medium and bridge to drive the Soul Ring Soul Skill.

With these residual intentions from the Soul Beast themselves, Soul Master can release Soul Skill Soul Skill spontaneously without having to learn the principles of their use. They only need to provide enough Soul Power.

This is one of the underlying rules embedded in the Martial Soul system of the Douluo Continent world!

At this moment, what Ling Yi needs to do is to completely refine the residual will from the Soul Beast and turn it into self-control of the Soul Skill.

Just like the self-condensed Soul Ring of Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast after it transforms into a human!

It's hard to say whether such Soul Ring is good or bad, since there's too little reference material available right now, and Ling Yi make an accurate judgment. But from his deepest intuition, Ling Yi feels that what he's doing is probably a good thing.

It's a long story, but from the time Ah Yin appeared until she walked nearly a hundred meters and stood seven or eight meters away from Ling Yi and the other person, it was only about thirty breaths.

Under Yang Shelly's constant protection, Ling Yi successfully refined all the residual thoughts within the three Soul Ring. Before he could fully experience the smooth feeling of doing whatever he wanted and his thoughts following his heart, Ling Yi's gaze did not immediately turn to Ah Yin who had come closer, but instead to the "Wind Shadow Leopard" whose aura had weakened considerably not far away.

"Third Soul Skill - Endless Life!"

A vibrant green light, imbued with a rich Life force, emanated from Ling Yi's right hand. He swung his whip, and the light fell upon the "Wind Shadow Leopard."

"Ho~ho—Awoo~woo—"

A refreshing Life energy showered down, and the "Wind Shadow Leopard," which had caught the grenade in its mouth and was injured by the explosion near its face, stopped howling and instead showed a feeling of great comfort. Its crystal-yellow beast eyes were half-closed, and it began to hum and groan.

Looking at Ling Yi's actions with some surprise, Ah Yin momentarily forgot what she was about to ask.

Or rather, she had a whole host of questions swirling in her mind, and she was eager to ask Ling Yi.

For example, how exactly did Ling Yi discover her?

For example, how did Ling Yi manage to make Yang Shelly pinpoint her location in the Soul Beast Forest?

For example, how did Ling Yi's Martial Soul embark on the path of evolution on its own?

After all, Ling Yi's situation is very inconsistent with the basic principles of the human Martial Soul system.

For example, why did Ling Yi suddenly save the "Wind Shadow Leopard" that attacked him?

So many questions piled up that she didn't know how to start or where to begin.

Enough said, back to writing tomorrow~