Leaving Jiang Yuan to his thoughtful expression, Ling Yi shouldered the fifty-plus-jin Long-Handled Battle Axe, turned around, and returned to Military Doctor Third Battalion.
Along the way, he greeted the wounded soldiers in twos and threes, then chatted idly for a few moments with Old Man Yao, who was drying medicinal herbs, before returning to his tent in the corner.
Before he even got close, patches of blue entered his sight, and a scent of grass and vegetation drifted into his nose, then moistened his lungs.
It was Blue Silver Grass—a batch of the best seeds selected from the best, of excellent quality, then carefully cultivated by Ling Yi into Blue Silver Grass!
With Ling Yi's tent as the center, within a radius of a hundred meters, seven or eight tents in total were all surrounded by Blue Silver Grass.
Inside the tent, he placed the Long-Handled Battle Axe properly on the weapon rack along one side. His gaze swept over the other three long and short weapons, and Ling Yi shook his head while silently letting out a long breath.
A battle saber, Steel Spear, Mixed Iron Rod, and Long-Handled Battle Axe—four Five Hundred Refined Weapons he had personally forged. Aside from the battle saber, the other three were still a little too heavy for the current Ling Yi, and he could not swing them for long periods.
In the end, he was still too young right now. His body had not yet developed and grown, and his strength was also far too weak.
If it were other protagonists, at eleven years old, most of them would already be over level twenty and considering what kind of Thousand Year Soul Beast to choose for their third Soul Ring. As for Ling Yi, his Soul Power level had only just