The Blue Silver Grass Strategy
Chapter 251

Two Soul Ancestors

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May, 2612 of the Douluo Calendar.

Ah Yin returns after being away from ' Blue Silver Territory ' for more than ten days.

This return from her trip signifies that Ah Yin has successfully broken through to the Soul Ancestor realm, making her the second Soul Ancestor in the Blue Silver Territory.

The first is Li Zhishu.

Fortunately and miraculously, Li Zhishu's Martial Soul underwent an evolutionary phenomenon that is extremely rare in the Douluo Continent for hundreds or thousands of years during this strength advancement.

Ling Yi didn't know if there had ever been Food System Soul Master Martial Soul Evolution in the history of the Douluo Continent. Anyway, he searched all his memories from his previous life, and it seemed that there was no related 'plot' in either the original work or other fan fiction.

It has to be said that Li Zhishu's "protagonist treatment" is enough to warrant a standalone Douluo Continent fanfiction.

Having witnessed Li Zhishu's absorption of the Soul Ring, and seeing Li Zhishu used the heart of the 49,000-year-old "Duck-Billed Scarlet Flame Beast" to make more than 500 different dishes over three days, Ling Yi still couldn't understand how Li Zhishu managed to roast the essence of the "Duck-Billed Scarlet Flame Beast" heart and stuff it into his own Martial Soul, the "Baguette."

This isn't about using Baguette to sandwich roasted meat after using Soul Skill; it's about directly fusing it with the Martial Soul "Baguette," turning it into a new food Martial Soul similar to a hot dog, hamburger, or sandwich!

Faced with Ling Yi's question, Li Zhishu himself was also completely confused, feeling a sense of bewilderment, as if he knew what it was but not why it was.

Li Zhishu only knew that during the continuous Gao Qiang cooking process, he entered a strange state in a daze, similar to the dazed state he felt when he first entered the "Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams Diagram". He himself did not know what he did at that time, and could not recall it at all afterward.

When his consciousness returned, he saw that his Martial Soul had drastically changed, transforming from a hard Baguette into a soft, fluffy loaf of bread filled with roasted meat. Furthermore, the 7,700-year-old "Crimson Flame Blue Silver Grass" he carried with him had turned into a brown seed with red markings, falling into a pile of ashes on the ground. He himself now possessed a deep purple Soul Ring emitting a faint red glow.

While Ling Yi was racking his brains trying to figure out the underlying principles, Li Zhishu casually put the matter out of his mind.

For him, how he succeeded was unimportant; what mattered was that his Martial Soul had indeed evolved. Not only had it changed from a staple food of pure grains to one containing meat, greatly increasing its nutritional value and satiety, but even his cultivation speed had increased significantly—a truly transformative change.

A 28-year-old Food System Soul Ancestor would be highly regarded and respected by any faction in the Douluo Continent.

Li Zhishu was confident that he would become Soul King within five years, challenge for Soul Emperor within ten years, and even Soul Saint within twenty years was not out of the question.

The thought of becoming Food System Soul Saint by the age of fifty has kept Li Zhishu smiles these past few days, and he greets everyone he meets.

That's Food System Soul Saint, not a combat-type Soul Saint!

In terms of rarity, the chances of becoming Soul Saint are even smaller than those of Healing System Soul Master, support-type Soul Masters, and other similar types of Soul Master!

"Ah Yi, do you think there's any hope for me, Old Li, to become Food System Soul Douluo, or even... Titled Douluo?"

In Ling Yi's courtyard, Li Zhishu happily sipping his wine when he asked Ling Yi, who was drinking tea in front of him, a question.

Compared to drinking tea, Li Zhishu, after delving into the art of brewing, developed a greater fondness for alcohol. A small cup each day helped him improve his cultivation.

At this moment, Ling Yi, Ah Yin, and Li Zhishu were sitting around a stone table. At another bamboo square table nearby sat Qingqiu Xin, Long Yin, Ling Shan, and Dugu Xin. Zhang Mufeng and Zhang Miao were not present; they had led a team of guards out to patrol the territory.

"This is Douluo Continent." Ling Yi toyed with the celadon teacup in his hand, glanced at Li Zhishu, who was slightly drunk, and replied leisurely, "Martial Soul are a very magical existence. Of course, you have the hope of becoming Soul Douluo, or even Titled Douluo..."

Faced with Ling Yi's affirmation, Li Zhishu became modest, waving his hand and saying, "Hey, forget it, let's not aim too high. Let's cultivate steadily. As long as I can cultivate to the Soul Saint level, I'll have brought glory to the Old Li family."

That's what she said, but the wide grin on her face betrayed Li Zhishu's high spirits at that moment.

Seeing this, Ling Yi naturally wouldn't dampen his spirits, but instead continued, "Look at my Uncle-Master Tie Futu, he's over eighty years old, and he's already broken through to the Soul Douluo realm. You yourself said that you have a chance to cultivate to the Soul Saint realm by the age of fifty..."

"In Martial Soul cultivation, the younger you are, the faster you can cultivate and the easier it will be to overcome the challenges!"

"If you do the math, your chances of breaking through to the Soul Douluo level are much higher than your Uncle-Master Tie Futu's!"

"As for Titled Douluo, as long as you work hard enough and persevere in your cultivation, you will always have hope of breaking through."

Listening to Ling Yi's analysis, Li Zhishu became increasingly excited, drinking seven or eight cups of mellow wine before finally stopping.

"By the way," Ling Yi put down his teacup and said to Li Zhishu, "I seem to have heard someone mention something quite interesting before: if Food System Soul Master can break through to the Titled Douluo before the age of forty, they have a chance to obtain some kind of fortuitous opportunity in the future..."

"An opportunity? What kind of opportunity?" Li Zhishu's eyes lit up upon hearing this, and he quickly asked.

But as soon as the words left his mouth, he realized his mistake and shook his head in disbelief. "Whatever the opportunity, it has nothing to do with me, Old Li. I have no hope of Titled Douluo at forty in this lifetime..."

"Hey-hey--"

Upon hearing this, Qingqiu Xin, who was sitting at the next table, immediately laughed and said, "Old Li, it's not just you. Let alone Food System Soul Master, even among those combat-type Soul Master with Innate Full Soul Power, who can be confident of breaking through to the Titled Douluo before the age of forty?"

As she spoke, she turned to Ling Yi and continued, "Brother Yi, don't you think so?"

"Indeed." Ling Yi nodded and said, "As far as I know, on the Douluo Continent, apart from the ' Angel Douluo ' Qian Daoliu and the ' Clear Sky Douluo ' Tang Chen, who have been retired for many years and whose ages when they broke through to the Titled Douluo level are unknown, it seems that no one else has broken through to the Titled Douluo level before the age of forty."

"Whether it's Qian Xunji, the current Pope of the Spirit Hall who inherited the title of ' Angel,' Yu Yuanzhen Tang Zhen, the current patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan Thunder Douluo, or Tang Zhen, the son of Tang Chen, the ' Heaven-Shaking Douluo Clear Sky Douluo, ' they all basically broke through to the Titled Douluo realm around fifty years old, or even close to sixty..."

As Ling Yi spoke, the children in the courtyard nodded in agreement. These were the names they looked up to, the goals they had hoped for or even fantasized about during their cultivation.

"Speaking of which, Brother Yi," Long Yin picked up the conversation, asking, "What's this so-called 'opportunity' you just heard about? Does it really have such stringent conditions that are almost impossible to achieve?"

Ling Yi took a sip of tea and looked at Long Yin, while his gaze seemed to casually sweep over Ah Yin.

Still writing, the next chapter should be after midnight~

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