A Clever Use of Blue Silver Enhancement

If Blue Silver Grass could be strengthened in toughness alone, surely its other qualities could be strengthened individually too.

Early the next morning, Ling Han went outside Dorm Seven and found Tang San.

"Good morning, Teacher!"

When Tang San saw Ling Han, he hurried over and bowed.

Ling Han nodded. "Xiao San, I have a few interesting ideas about your first Soul Skill. I'd like to discuss them with you. Come with me."

Tang San trusted Ling Han, so he followed without hesitation.

They went to the Back Mountain. At this early hour, no one else was there.

"Xiao San, besides increasing toughness alone, your first Soul Skill should be able to strengthen other qualities too, shouldn't it?"

Tang San nodded. "Yes, just as you thought. I can strengthen not only toughness, but sharpness, hardness, defense, and other qualities individually."

That confirmed Ling Han's suspicion.

There was enormous potential to develop this first Soul Skill.

"Xiao San, summon a strand of Blue Silver Grass and attack that tree with all your strength. Remember to increase its sharpness and hardness."

Tang San nodded and did as he was told.

His Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul appeared in his palm, followed by a yellow Soul Ring.

A strand of Blue Silver Grass shot out like an arrow loosed from a bow, flying toward a nearby tree.

Boom! With a thunderous crash, it punched a hole straight through the trunk!

Tang San stared at what he had done in disbelief.

Was this really the useless Martial Soul everyone talked about?

At the thought, Tang San could not help looking at Ling Han.

If not for Teacher Ling Han, I might have spent my whole life believing Blue Silver Grass was useless.

Tang San's admiration for Ling Han grew even stronger.

"Not bad. That was impressive power, Xiao San. How much Soul Power did it use?"

Tang San checked, then answered, "Teacher, it did cost me quite a bit. I increased the grass's sharpness and hardness as much as I could. If I attacked like that a few more times, I'm afraid I'd run out of Soul Power."

Ling Han nodded. "That's all right. Take it slowly. You've only reached the first ring, so it's normal for Soul Power to be a constraint. As your Soul Power Level rises, it'll become less and less of a problem."

Ling Han then had Tang San test several other qualities.

The results delighted him. Calling Blue Silver Enhancement a divine skill would hardly be an exaggeration.

This one Soul Skill alone had made Tang San's Blue Silver Grass almost all-purpose.

Next came the most important idea Ling Han had in mind.

If Blue Silver Enhancement could reshape Blue Silver Grass, could it take on all sorts of forms?

A blade, a sword, a spear, a shield... even a dragon.

That was right. Ling Han's greatest hope for Blue Silver Enhancement was to shape Blue Silver Grass into a dragon and recreate his own Profound Ice Dragon Soar.

The idea was downright mad, but Ling Han did not think it impossible.

Tang San was a child of destiny, after all. What others could not do might well be possible for him.

With that in mind, Ling Han called Tang San over while he was still recovering his Soul Power.

"Xiao San, summon your Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul."

Tang San did not understand why, but he summoned it instinctively.

"Now focus. Imagine your Blue Silver Grass as an element. It could be ice, or it could be something else."

Tang San closed his eyes and concentrated.

He imagined the Blue Silver Grass in his hand as ice.

As he did, Tang San activated his first Soul Skill, Blue Silver Enhancement.

Ling Han saw the Blue Silver Grass in Tang San's hand begin to change.

"Teacher, what should I do next?"

"Open your eyes and look at the Blue Silver Grass in your hand."

Tang San opened his eyes. The next instant, they widened.

The Blue Silver Grass in his hand was on the verge of breaking apart. By imagining it as ice, he had steadily reduced its strength until it could barely hold the shape of grass.

That was exactly the effect Ling Han wanted.

"Xiao San, hold it like that. Watch your teacher show you something!"

Ling Han summoned his Martial Soul.

The Ice Dragon King appeared behind him, and his Ice Wings carried him into the air.

"Watch closely, Xiao San, and learn!"

Ling Han's voice reached Tang San, who fixed his full attention on him overhead.

Countless traces of ice gathered around Ling Han.

Soon, they formed a cloud of icy mist.

Ling Han stood within it and swept out his hand. The mist rushed into his palm as though drawn in by a vacuum.

An ice spear condensed in Ling Han's hand.

Gripping it, Ling Han thrust fiercely toward the sky.

The next instant, a massive Ice Dragon flew from the spear and soared toward the horizon.

Its rousing roar rang across the entire Back Mountain and even the academy, jolting awake students who had yet to get out of bed.

Below, Tang San watched with narrowed pupils, stunned to his core.

So this is Teacher's strength? He's incredible!

Ling Han landed in front of Tang San.

"Well, Xiao San? Did that give you any ideas?"

There was a reason Tang San was a child of destiny. His ability to grasp new concepts was extraordinary.

Tang San replayed the moment Ling Han formed the spear in his mind, recalling every detail.

A moment later, Ling Han saw the Blue Silver Grass on the verge of breaking apart in Tang San's hand begin to change.

As though dissolving and then forming anew, it started taking on a different shape.

A few seconds later, the Blue Silver Grass finished reforming in Tang San's hand.

A blue spear appeared in his grip.

Its tip was razor-sharp, its shaft long and slender, and it gave off a faint blue glow.

Tang San gazed at the spear, then looked at Ling Han in delight. "Teacher, I did it!"

Ling Han smiled. "Well done, Xiao San. Your talent truly is remarkable. I'm proud of you."

At Ling Han's praise, Tang San broke into a beaming smile.

This is great! Teacher praised me!

"Now, let's test the spear's power."

Ling Han pointed to a large boulder nearby.

Attacking a boulder with a spear made of Blue Silver Grass seemed hopeless, but it might just work.

Tang San nodded, took a deep breath, and gripped the spear with both hands. Channeling his Soul Power, he drove it forward.

Boom!

A deafening crash rang out, and the force sent Tang San stumbling back.

But his effort paid off. The spear had punched a hole in the boulder.

Tang San's hands trembled slightly around the spear, but he was smiling.

"Teacher, how was its power?"

Ling Han nodded. Tang San was only a One-Ring Soul Master. To achieve this much was astonishing.

"All right, Xiao San. That's enough for today. Go back, get some rest, and keep training hard. We'll try other uses another time."

Ling Han knew that rushing would only set Tang San back.

Tang San nodded eagerly, dismissed the spear, and returned to Dorm Seven.