First Soul Skill

Fluorescent Grass was a very common plant on the Douluo Continent.

The fact that ten-year Fluorescent Grass was common did not mean century-old Fluorescent Grass was common.

For two days, Li Gang had taken Han Tao through the Soul Hunting Forest several times, yet they had never seen century-old Fluorescent Grass.

However, after testing it, Han Tao discovered that Fluorescent Grass's healing could affect the microscopic level of living creatures.

Weak Healing Effect, High Deep Treatment—these were the characteristics of Fluorescent Grass.

"Blue Silver Grass! Your innate Martial Soul!"

Li Gang suddenly shouted. Directly ahead of them, a four-hundred-year-old Blue Silver Grass swayed in the wind.

It could be said that for someone with a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, encountering Blue Silver Grass as their first Soul Ring—and one at the four-hundred-year limit—was the ultimate stroke of heaven's favor.

Han Tao gazed longingly at the Blue Silver Grass, remaining silent for a very long time. In the end, he still shook his head.

"Forget it. I'll stick with Fluorescent Grass."

"You don't have to do this. Everyone knows how precious an innate Soul Beast is. You don't need to give up your future for this ridiculous deal."

Yes, in Li Gang's view, choosing healing for a Blue Silver Grass's first Soul Ring meant giving up one's future.

Han Tao once again took a deep look at the Blue Silver Grass. At last, he made up his mind and resolutely walked away.

As he continued forward, the Blue Silver Grass seemed to gradually turn illusory. In the unseen depths, the shackles of some fate were severed by a sword's edge.

Another day passed. At the edge of a cliff, Han Tao finally found his target.

A piece of century-old Fluorescent Grass.

Han Tao drew his dagger and forcefully severed the Fluorescent Grass at its roots.

As expected, a strand of Soul Power floated upward and condensed in the air into a pale-yellow Soul Ring.

Han Tao sat down cross-legged and began absorbing the Soul Ring while following the incantation of the Meditation Method. The process went smoothly, and the yellow Soul Ring was attached to his Martial Soul.

"I want healing. I want healing. I want healing!!"

Han Tao silently repeated it in his heart.

Whether subjective will could influence the creation of a Soul Skill did not actually have a definite answer.

However, there was currently one optimal strategy: believe that it could.

If one believed subjective will could make the choice, then there was a fifty-percent chance of choosing the desired result and a fifty-percent chance of receiving a random one.

If one did not believe it, one's denial would cast doubt on the subjective will, causing it to fail or produce an incorrect result.

Perhaps subjective will really had an effect. Without any surprises, Han Tao obtained a Healing Type Soul Skill.

"Fluorescence!"

Weak and minuscule Soul Power flowed out from the Blue Silver Grass. There were no earth-shaking special effects, only ordinary fluctuations of Soul Power.

Han Tao looked at the faint light before him and smiled in satisfaction.

"Let's go heal your family."

After equipping the Soul Ring, Han Tao began fulfilling his promise.

This was an extremely remote village. When Han Tao arrived, he happened to find a Soul Master from the Spirit Hall awakening the Martial Souls of the village's children.

The scene reminded him of three years ago, when he had also been one of those children.

"Let's go. There's nothing worth watching here."

Han Tao's expression was somewhat sorrowful. He did not know when it had begun, but seeing this now made him feel a little sad, while also bringing him some relief.

After wiping away the complicated emotions in his heart, he arrived at Li Gang's home. The sick person was Li Gang's mother.

"Fluorescence!"

Although the healing was weak, it was precise. Under the effect of Soul Power, Li Gang's mother's illness quickly improved.

"Thank you!" This time, Li Gang sincerely expressed his gratitude to Han Tao.

"It's nothing. I'm only fulfilling my promise."

Han Tao did not say any sentimental nonsense about Li Gang being his friend or anything like that. With his current level and strength, he was not qualified to be Li Gang's friend.

Yes, he was not qualified yet.

After bidding farewell to Li Gang, Han Tao registered as a Soul Master at the Spirit Hall and received the basic Soul Master subsidy.

The process went smoothly. There was no scene of a bishop trying to recruit him. Perhaps they felt that his talent was too poor and that he was not worth bringing into the Spirit Hall.

"Mm, that is indeed the truth."

There was no need to be fragile about it. Han Tao was calm and rational, and he understood reality clearly.

After returning to the academy, Han Tao calmed his mind and began thinking and summarizing. When he had first transmigrated, Han Tao's initial physical attributes had been 1. After awakening his Martial Soul, they had become 1.1. At Level 10, Han Tao's physical attributes were 3.1, including the initial 1.0 and the 1.1 gained from growing older. With a Soul Power Level of 1.0 and a Soul Ring equipped, Han Tao's Soul Power Level had reached 11, and his current physical attributes were 3.9. 2.1 (base) + 1.2 (Soul Power Level) + 0.6 (Soul Ring enhancement). Han Tao began recording in his Diary:

1. Starting at Level 10, Blue Silver Grass's Growth Base increased from 0.1 to 0.2. It was uncertain whether it would change at Level 20.

2. The amplification ratio of Soul Power was the same as that of physical attributes. Mental Power could not be measured, and its Growth Base was uncertain.

3. An attached Soul Ring could increase physical attributes, Soul Power, and Mental Power.

After finishing his notes, Han Tao prepared to establish his growth plan for the future.

"A Deep Treatment Soul Skill has an utterly irreplaceable and crucial effect on growth!"

"For me, the benefits brought by Deep Treatment are no less than those of an Immortal Herb!"

Why did he say this? Because after obtaining a healing Soul Skill, Han Tao could begin exploring his Meridians and Acupoints. This was the fundamental cornerstone for creating cultivation techniques in the future.

After obtaining a healing Soul Skill, Han Tao could perform overburdened training, completely resolving the weakness of his physical attributes.

Without healing, anyone who dared to train beyond their limits would cripple themselves, because microscopic injuries were irreversible.

"From this moment onward, everything will be completely different."

Before obtaining the healing Soul Skill, Han Tao had never undergone strength training. His cultivation had always focused on the growth of Soul Power.

But now, he had a completely new plan.

Running, push-ups, squats, and sit-ups—several common exercises from his previous life—were immediately copied over by him.

The lower his physical attributes, the more obvious the effects produced by these exercises would be. With healing in his grasp, Han Tao did not need to consider whether his plan was reasonable or scientific.

The amount of pain from training he could endure would determine the amount of Physique he gained.

Endless pain would transform into strength. Yet more terrifying than pain was the helplessness of facing reality and objective circumstances.

When the dawn appeared, nothing would be able to stop Han Tao's will.

For two months—two whole months—Han Tao pushed his body to its limits every day, advancing while bound by boundless pain.

But the pain brought him an equal reward. It could be said that Han Tao's physical attributes increased by nearly 0.1 every day.

In two months, Han Tao's Physique rose from barely 3.9 to the lofty value of 7.4.

And this was merely equal to Xiao Chenyu's level.

"Yes, I've caught up!"

"With a Trash Martial Soul, I've matched an ordinary Martial Soul in the dimension of physical attributes!"

However, besides physical attributes, there were also Soul Power, Mental Power, Martial Soul Strength, and Cultivation Speed.

The inferiority of a Martial Soul meant falling behind in every aspect. The "Trash Martial Soul" Blue Silver Grass could not be described simply as useless, as Soul Masters claimed.

It could be said that even a normal Blue Silver Grass Soul Master who reached Level 50 would still lack the combat power to match a Level 20 Battle Soul Master.

Fortunately, Blue Silver Grass could not break through to Level 50, so they did not need to face such a miserable life.