Fantasy Floor Tiles, Begin Creating My Own Soul Skills!

Hearing that his father had once come here, Tang San's eyes tightened, and his previously calm expression instantly became agitated. He hurriedly pressed on:

"Father came here? Where is he now...? Is he still in Nuoding City?"

Master looked at Tang San, his expression freezing slightly before he gently shook his head:

"I don't know."

"Your father came very suddenly and left just as quickly."

"He came to ask me to take better care of you. Aside from leaving behind that statement that your Blue Silver Grass isn't ordinary Blue Silver Grass, he... didn't say anything else."

Hearing this, Tang San's emotions became slightly dejected. His lips moved, but in the end, he did not ask anything more.

After lowering his head and pondering for a moment, Tang San raised it again and looked at Master, pressing him further:

"Teacher, you said just now... that my Blue Silver Grass and my brother's Blue Silver Grass aren't ordinary Blue Silver Grass. Could that be why my brother's Blue Silver Grass is tougher than mine?"

At these words, Master furrowed his brows, and his eyes grew several degrees more solemn as he forced out an explanation:

"That's only my guess."

"Although your Martial Soul and your brother's Martial Soul both look like Blue Silver Grass, the forms they display after Soul Power is injected into them are clearly different."

"Yours is blue-purple, while his is blue-gold."

"Perhaps your Blue Silver Grass will undergo some kind of evolution or mutation during cultivation. Your brother's process... has merely begun a little earlier than yours."

At this point, Master's voice sank slightly:

"Of course, this is only my initial interpretation of your father's words. What he truly meant, I still don't fully understand."

"After all, your father's strength and knowledge are far beyond mine."

Hearing Master mention that his father's strength and knowledge were far beyond his, Tang San's expression changed slightly. His face was filled with disbelief as he asked, "Teacher... My father is only a blacksmith from a remote village. How could he be stronger than you?"

"Xiao San, your father... isn't as simple as he appears." Master's face stiffened as well when he heard this. Realizing that he had spoken too freely and misspoken, he sighed softly, reached out to rub Tang San's head, and softened his tone.

"Your father and I actually met a long time ago. I don't completely understand everything about him, either."

"Perhaps only he can personally answer the questions in your heart."

"But there's one thing I can be certain of: he is absolutely not an ordinary person."

Tang San was stunned by what he heard, and for a moment, he didn't know how to respond.

Master patted him on the shoulder and continued in a steady, firm tone, "You don't need to worry too much. Some things don't need to be figured out right away."

"Before leaving, your father entrusted you to me, hoping that I would take good care of you and guide you in cultivating your Martial Soul. Since I agreed, I will naturally do so."

After hearing Master's explanation, Tang San's heart was still filled with doubts, but at that moment, he felt a sense of security and warmth.

So... Father and Teacher have known each other for a long time.

He had even planned out my path of cultivation long ago.

Since that's the case, what reason do I have not to trust Teacher's Spirit Theory?

Doubting Teacher would be the same as doubting my father.

In Tang San's eyes, as a son, how could he possibly not trust his own father?

"Teacher, I understand. From now on, I'll cultivate even harder. I definitely won't let you or Father down." Tang San took a deep breath, feeling somewhat more relaxed. He raised his head, looked seriously at Master, and nodded firmly.

At these words, Master gazed into the distance in a daze. He raised a hand and patted Tang San's shoulder, saying, "All right, Xiao San. Don't think too much about it. It'll be dark soon, so go back and rest for now."

"Who can live without experiencing failure? Who can sail smoothly from the very beginning? When I was young, my Innate Soul Power was too low, so my entire clan treated me as a good-for-nothing. I couldn't even enter the ancestral hall. In the end, I was driven out by the sect."

"But even so, didn't I still rely on myself, groping forward bit by bit and persevering step by step, until I became a Master of Spirit Theory today?"

"Once you reach the Three Rings and beyond, everything will naturally vanish like smoke in thin air."

Hearing this, Tang San's gaze gradually became resolute. He no longer questioned whether Master's Spirit Theory was correct. He immediately bowed deeply to Master and said solemnly:

"Teacher, rest assured. I won't let you or Father down."

The next day at noon, the sun was blazing, while the breeze was gentle and cool.

Tang Chuan quietly left Nuoding Academy alone. He passed through Nuoding City's southern gate, walked more than ten li, and arrived at a secluded patch of woodland grassland.

Few people ever came here. Weeds grew everywhere, and only vast stretches of Blue Silver Grass grew freely, swaying gently like waves. The faint fragrance of grass and trees permeated the air.

He moved through it with practiced familiarity.

Before long, he stopped in an open space surrounded by shrubs.

This patch of Blue Silver Grass looked ordinary, but the Blue Silver Grass at its very center emitted a faint blue-gold radiance. Its color was deep, its patterns ancient, and it even carried wisps of naturally circulating Life Aura. Compared to the ordinary Blue Silver Grass around it, it was worlds apart.

"Mother, I've come to see you."

Tang Chuan crouched down and gazed at the Blue Silver Grass with a gentle, reverent look as he spoke softly.

This Blue Silver Grass was precisely the Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin that he had brought back from the cave.

To prevent anyone from discovering her existence, Tang Chuan had specifically chosen this secluded, uninhabited patch of grass outside the city. He had planted Ah Yin there and used the surrounding ordinary Blue Silver Grass as cover, personally coming to care for her every few days.

Taking a small watering can from his robes, Tang Chuan carefully poured clear spring water, as pure as morning dew, over the Blue Silver Emperor. Then he took out a small pinch of dark-brown powder and sprinkled it beneath the grass roots.

This was Soul Nurturing Powder that he had refined from the corpses of Plant Spirit Beasts in the Star Dou Great Forest. It could help Plant-Type Spirit Beasts recover more quickly.

As he tended to her, Tang Chuan murmured softly:

"Mother, although you're currently only in a plant state, you should still be able to hear me, right?"

"I've already absorbed my Second Spirit Ring, and my Soul Power has broken through by quite a bit. It shouldn't be too long before you truly recover..."

A breeze passed by, and the Blue Silver Emperor's branches and leaves swayed gently, as if responding to his words.

"Mother, I'm going to cultivate now. Only by becoming stronger can I revive you as soon as possible." Tang Chuan took a deep breath, gently patted Ah Yin's leaves, and spoke.

After saying this, he slowly stood up, his gaze sharp.

A fierce glint flashed across his blue-gold pupils.

Whoosh!

His figure blurred, and Tang Chuan shot out like a shadow. With only a few steps, he entered an open area nearby.

This open area was a place he had specially cleared for cultivation.

Standing in the center, Tang Chuan slowly spread open his right hand. A stalk of blue-gold Blue Silver Grass immediately grew from his palm, twisting through the air like a snake and carrying a rich Life Aura.

"I'll try it now... and see whether I can create my own Soul Skill." Gazing at the Blue Silver Grass in his palm, Tang Chuan murmured to himself.

His mind rapidly recalled the classic secret arts from that Ninja World of his previous life—Wood Release: Clone Technique, Entanglement Technique, Wood Dragon Technique, Wood Human Technique, Wood Spiked Wall, Birth of Tree World...

The root of every technique lay in the ultimate application of wood, a force of nature.

Rather than waiting to obtain skills by absorbing Soul Rings, it would be better to rely on the powerful life force of Blue Silver Grass and create his own Soul Skill system!

"Blue Silver: Birth of Tree World Entanglement!"

"Trees form a net, roots pierce the earth, capturing enemies invisibly."

Tang Chuan closed his eyes and circulated his Soul Power, using his Spiritual Power to guide the Blue Silver Grass's growth path. It quickly drew a complex array pattern across the ground. In the next second, the surrounding Blue Silver Grass grew wildly, its roots intertwining and spreading layer upon layer.

Boom!

In an instant, a vast mass of Blue Silver Grass burst from beneath the ground like a vine net. It interwove and twisted together, forming a huge cage five meters across. Branches writhed within the cage, sharp as blades. If an enemy fell inside, there would be no chance of escape.

"It really works..."

"It's somewhat like Tang San's Blue Silver Cage!"

"But this is merely the most basic activation of Blue Silver Grass!"

"Next, I need to try condensing Blue Silver Grass into something more difficult." Tang Chuan slowly opened his eyes. He could barely contain his excitement, and a trace of madness flickered in them.

As his Soul Power circulated, the Blue Silver Grass in his palm once again grew and transformed wildly. He did not rush to turn it into a clone or cage. Instead, he outlined another entirely new concept in his mind.

"I've already mastered entanglement and splitting. Now... I need a Self-Created Soul Skill that can attack proactively."

His gaze grew feverish as a flash of inspiration crossed his mind:

"Wood Release has the Wood Dragon Technique. Could I imitate its principles, use Blue Silver Grass as the core structure, and create an extremely powerful attacking Blue Silver Giant Snake?"

He slapped one palm onto the ground, and the Blue Silver Grass immediately shot into the soil.

The next second, as Tang Chuan suddenly urged his Soul Power, a blue-gold giant snake as thick as a water vat and roughly fifteen meters long abruptly burst from the ground!

This was not ordinary plant growth, but a beast created by using Blue Silver Grass as its muscles and Blue Silver vines as its skeleton, then infusing it with Soul Power. Its form was almost identical to that of a snake.

It possessed snake scales woven from vines. Its head lifted slightly, and faint blue light shone from its eyes, as if it had gained consciousness.

"Huff... huff..."

At that moment, Tang Chuan's forehead was covered in sweat. His chest heaved violently, and his face was slightly pale.

He could clearly feel that summoning the Blue Silver Giant Snake had required extremely delicate control over his Soul Power. Even the slightest error would cause the entire structure to collapse. This precise control not only consumed Soul Power but also rapidly wore down his Spiritual Power.

"This Douluo Continent truly is a fantasy world of floor tiles. This Blue Silver Giant Snake I created can absolutely rival Tang San's original Fifth Spirit Skill—Blue Silver Overlord Spear!"

"Tang San condensed Blue Silver Grass into a Long Spear, and that was a Ten-Thousand-Year Fifth Spirit Skill. My giant snake looks far more powerful than his spear!"

"It's just that it consumes quite a lot of Soul Power and Spiritual Power."

"The malleability of Blue Silver Grass is truly incredible. As long as I can think of something, I can almost make it happen, provided that my Soul Power and Spiritual Power are sufficient!"

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