Blue Silver Origin

Yang Wudi shook his head, his desolate gaze fixed ahead as he let out a sigh.

"I know what you're afraid of."

Han Tao remained silent.

There was no way he would drink that strange thing, whether it was an elixir or some kind of liquid.

He would rather starve to death, die outside, or jump off from here than drink it!

"You're afraid that I poisoned you. There's nothing wrong with being cautious, so I won't blame you for it."

Yang Wudi was stubborn, but straightforward by nature. He said it plainly.

"I can tell you clearly: Rainbow is, in essence, a bottle of poison."

Han Tao froze in disbelief. This went against common sense.

Big Brother, this was the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and you actually dared to openly admit you were poisoning me? "Medicine and poison are not separate. This bottle of Rainbow can let you sleep well, considering how exhausted you are every day."

"While you sleep, Rainbow's toxicity will stimulate your Soul Power and forcibly open the Yin Wei Meridian among the Eight Extraordinary Meridians."

Han Tao did not believe him and asked, "What's the price?"

Yang Wudi smiled, though the smile looked sinister on his face.

"Haven't I already told you the price? Sleep for a while. Sleep thoroughly."

"Rainbow is my proud creation. It contains three different toxins. They stimulate the middle and latter sections of the Yin Wei Meridian respectively, guiding the Soul Power until it breaks through the Yin Wei Meridian."

"Three toxins? Why do only the middle and latter sections react? What about the third toxin?"

Han Tao asked instinctively.

"You need a toxin to make you crash while sleeping too," Yang Wudi said calmly.

Han Tao said nothing more. His attainments in pharmacology were far inferior to Yang Wudi's.

"Give me Rainbow."

Seeing Han Tao's expressionless face, Yang Wudi asked for Rainbow back. Clearly, he cared greatly about this bottle of medicine.

Han Tao took out a pair of gloves and put them on, then retrieved the bottle and handed it over.

Yang Wudi accepted it and gently lifted the cap. The scent of some unknown material wafted out from within.

Han Tao wanted to pull away, but Yang Wudi stopped him. "Smell it!"

The stench of vomit after drinking mixed with the fresh fragrance of grass, brewing into an endless bitterness.

There was also a faint trace of blood.

The bloody smell was so light that it would have been impossible to notice without careful sniffing.

After a while, Yang Wudi let go.

"Now, do you want to take Rainbow?"

Han Tao still shook his head. At this point, he had even less desire to consume it.

"Looks like you don't have that kind of Spiritual Sense."

Yang Wudi replaced the cap and handed Rainbow to Han Tao again. "If you trust me—or if one day in the future, you're willing to trust me."

"Trust me. Rainbow won't disappoint you."

Spiritual Sense was an indispensable talent for studying Mixed Pharmacology. Han Tao did not have it.

What he did not have, he did not have.

Money could pave the way, and all troubles would be resolved with ease.

Once Han Tao comprehended the Martial Soul Essence, he could use money to hire Soul Masters of different elements to help his Martial Soul evolve.

Among all elements, the Fire Element caused the greatest harm to Blue Silver Grass.

Han Tao had tested it before. A level 10 Fire Element Soul Master could easily burn the Blue Silver Grass growing in the wild.

With just a little force, the Blue Silver Grass would die, reduced to ashes without even its roots remaining.

Therefore, he could only settle for the next best thing and purchase other potions with fire attributes to strengthen his Martial Soul.

Fire Lizards were merely hundred-year Soul Beasts, mainly found around volcanic craters. Having lived there for long periods, they had absorbed fire properties.

Their saliva contained a trace of fire attribute and minute amounts of mineral metals, giving it certain applications in weapon forging.

His knowledge of pharmacology had gained practical value.

Fire Lizard Saliva was a fairly good material for evolving a Martial Soul.

After finding several Blue Silver Grass Soul Masters and testing the effects, he began his own evolution.

"Ye Lingling, I need your help with something."

He returned to the library of Heaven Dou Royal Academy and spotted the quiet young woman at the corner of a nearby desk.

"Mm." Ye Lingling agreed.

Han Tao summoned his Martial Soul. "Martial Soul, Blue Silver Grass!"

Compared to three months ago, the Blue Silver Grass was now brimming with Life Force, its stems and leaves lush and dense, its toughness improved by far more than a single level.

He took out the Fire Lizard Saliva and poured it over the Blue Silver Grass.

The Fire Element was devastatingly destructive to Blue Silver Grass. Han Tao hurriedly circulated his Soul Power and unleashed his First Soul Skill, "Firefly Light."

Ye Lingling curled her fingers, summoning the white-and-pink Nine Heart Begonia. Soul Power spread through the air.

"Third Soul Skill, Cure!"

Destruction and healing, withering and Vitality—two opposing forces entwined around the Blue Silver Grass, each performing its respective role.

Time trickled by. Ye Lingling's Soul Power gradually depleted, yet at the same time, the Blue Silver Grass's tolerance for flames steadily increased.

One minute, two minutes, one hour, two hours.

"Alright, let's stop here."

As he spoke, Han Tao withdrew his Martial Soul.

The Fire Lizard Saliva had already exhausted its effect. If he wanted to improve its adaptation further, he would need stronger Fire Element materials.

Could Han Tao hire Fire-attribute Soul Masters next?

Of course not. Martial Soul Evolution was not that simple.

If he set an entire patch of Blue Silver Grass ablaze, would the survivors count as having adapted?

That was not adaptation. That was survivor bias.

Adaptation required gradual progress—bit by bit, thread by thread, advancing slowly.

Now that the Fire Lizard Saliva had lost its effect, the next step was naturally to use Fire Lizard blood.

"Ye Lingling, thanks."

Meeting those cool, placid eyes, Han Tao expressed his gratitude once more.

She gave a slight nod without saying anything, then turned and left.

Douluo Continent primarily contained seven major attributes. The lower attributes were water, fire, wind, and earth, while the higher attributes were light, darkness, and space.

Through his tests with other Blue Silver Grass Soul Masters, Han Tao discovered that their Blue Silver Grass seemed incapable of adapting to higher elemental attributes.

Was the time too short? Was the energy level insufficient? Either could have been the reason.

The transformation of Blue Silver Grass was not something achieved overnight. It was a long and gradual process.

Over a long period of time, it slowly consumed Blue Silver Origin bit by bit in order to gain adaptation to the elements.

Yes, completing "adaptation" required consuming Blue Silver Origin.

Han Tao recorded and organized the changes in his Martial Soul, then began summarizing his conclusions.

Taking out his Diary, he wrote:

Tests showed: under the same level of damage, the more Blue Silver Origin there was, the greater the Martial Soul's changes.

With the same amount of origin, the greater the damage, the greater the Martial Soul's changes.

Conclusion 1: The "adaptation" ability was positively correlated with Martial Soul Origin and the degree of damage.

Conclusion 2: "Adaptation" consumed Martial Soul Origin.

Before Han Tao had been locked in the Little Black Room, he had already consumed nearly seventy percent of his Martial Soul Origin. After emerging two months later, his Blue Silver Origin had recovered to half.

The recovery rate was very slow. Over two months, it had recovered by less than twenty percent.

Therefore, he could draw the following conclusions.

Conclusion 3: Blue Silver Origin could be consumed, and it could also recover.

Conclusion 4: When a Soul Master cultivated, a tiny amount of Soul Power followed the Martial Soul and was converted into Blue Silver Origin.

At this point, Han Tao proposed a hypothesis.

"Would a Soul Master's Cultivation Speed affect the recovery rate of origin?"