Soul Land—Chapter 85: Look at Your Damn Blue Silver Grass, Qianyao Uses It This Way
Qian Renxue's soul power level has now reached level 66.
For soul masters above Soul King, increasing by 2 levels a year is considered fast. Even for those with outstanding talents, the soul power level can only increase by one level per year.
Most ordinary soul masters may be between level 0.5 and level 1, or even lower.
Even Qian Renxue, who has an innate soul power talent of level 20, dares not claim a fixed increase of 2 levels every year during her time playing the role of Xue Qinghe.
After receiving the news of the hundred-thousand-year soul beast from Snake Lance Douluo, she subconsciously listed it as belonging to her or Ling Qianyao's soul ring.
After all, the hundred-thousand-year soul beasts of this era are very rare. In the face of the qualitative change brought by a hundred-thousand-year soul ring, even if the ring isn't fully adapted to one's martial soul, it's not a big deal.
In addition, Ling Qianyao had only recently become a level 42 soul ancestor, and they were still early in reaching the next realm. There was no need to be too anxious about Xiao Wu.
No matter how much she valued and cherished Ling Qianyao, she didn't think he could absorb this hundred-thousand-year soul ring in a Soul King realm.
And at that moment, she suddenly realized the possible intention of the Titled Douluo.
"If a Titled Douluo truly desires this 100,000-year soul ring and its soul bone, then, on the premise of discovering its identity, taking it to a dark place and keeping it in captivity should be the first option.
He has no soul ring space, but for his descendants, this might also be the best choice.
Unless he chooses to 'sacrifice,' just like what happened more than ten years ago.
If the 100,000-year-old transformed soul beast has his descendants nearby, then this strange situation now makes perfect sense. This guy wants to recreate what happened back then.
Hmph, those transformed soul beasts are foolish when they first enter the human world. If he could arrange for a dependent they've known since childhood at this time...
Heh~ That 100,000-year-old transformed soul beast may be immersed in the fantasy of establishing a deep connection with humans, but it doesn't know it will become an important chess piece on the board."
So she wanted to explore the details of the people around Xiao Wu, hoping to uncover the background of this hidden Titled Douluo and verify her many conjectures.
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Vast Sea City.
As the largest coastal city in the west of the Heaven Dou Empire, it is very prosperous. However, the rules of the Great Soul Fighting Arena here are different from those of the mainland arena.
Most of the soul masters in this city are sea soul masters, and most of their martial souls are ocean creatures such as fish, shrimp, turtles, etc. The combat effectiveness of these martial souls is greatly enhanced in water.
Therefore, the competition venue is not the mainland's arena but a pool with a diameter of 100 meters and a depth of 10 meters.
This venue provides sea soul masters with a stage that closely resembles their natural environment, making the competition more exciting and intense.
But for the Royal Fighting Team, this environment is a huge challenge. If it weren't for Ling Qianyao's Black Tortoise Shadow, which can transform into a liquid platform in the fighting stage, their difficulty level would increase severalfold.
Ling Qianyao didn't want to reveal the existence of the external soul bone too early, so during this period, they could only rely on the Black Tortoise Shadow's ability to secretly assist in fighting, along with various long-range means.
Although this approach can win, it is not ideal for training the entire team, especially considering the upcoming All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition, which is held in a different venue.
Qin Ming seemed to have noticed this and decided to lead the Royal Fighting Team to the North Province after one month. The experience in Vast Sea City's soul-fighting competition should serve as valuable practice.
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Ling Qianyao's room.
"Qianyao, where did you get this blue silver grass? Why do I feel like this blue-silver grass is very different from the others?"
Zhu Zhuqing leaned slightly forward, her eyes fixed on the glowing, strangely blue light emanating from the blue silver grass on the windowsill, filled with curiosity and confusion.
"I picked it up outside. The golden lines on it are very strange, so I thought of feeding it. What's wrong?" Ling Qianyao walked toward Zhu Zhuqing.
"Wait, Qianyao, don't come over yet."
Zhu Zhuqing suddenly stretched out her hand to stop him, a strange look flashing in her eyes.
Ling Qianyao paused, puzzled. Normally, Zhu Zhuqing, who lacked illusion-breaking eyes, wouldn't be able to see Ah Yin's soul body. What had she discovered? Ah Yin's current state appeared unchanged.
Because Ling Qianyao's daily star power nourishment made her more vibrant, the blue light on the young leaves and the star pattern on Ah Yin's forehead became more prominent.
"Something's wrong, very wrong," Zhu Zhuqing held her chin with one hand, her eyebrows furrowed thoughtfully.
"Whenever I get close, the branches and leaves of this blue silver grass stay still. When you approach, they sway. Look, I'm right next to this blue-silver grass now, but it doesn't move at all."
"Uh—"
Ling Qianyao blinked. Is this possible? He was quite surprised; he hadn't noticed this detail before.
He walked to Zhu Zhuqing's side, and Ah Yin remained perfectly still, undisturbed.
"No."
Ling Qianyao looked at Zhu Zhuqing, who pursed her lips, then quickly stepped back a few steps, hiding behind her, giving the windowsill to Ah Yin and himself.
Suddenly, the once-still branches of the Blue Silver Empress swayed gently under Ling Qianyao's gaze, and a feeling of attachment emerged.
"Hug—"
Ling Qianyao's mouth twitched.
At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing came over, a trace of envy and resentment in her eyes. "Look, it seems to only like you."
Just then, the Blue Silver Empress, which seemed to have awakened, suddenly stopped swaying its leaves.
As if frightened or simply socially anxious, the Blue Silver Empress trembled, and the leaf that had just stretched out to Ling Qianyao instantly retracted.
Ling Qianyao rubbed his forehead.
Zhu Zhuqing approached Ling Qianyao and sighed. "Like a mimosa, but why is she so afraid of me? If it regards you, Qianyao, as her master, then I'm her mistress. How could I treat her differently~"
She muttered, a sly look flashing in her eyes as she glanced at Ah Yin and then shifted her gaze to Ling Qianyao.
She snorted softly in her heart, "You damn blue silver grass, watch out—this is how Qianyao uses it."
Zhu Zhuqing moved slightly, hooked her arms around Ling Qianyao's neck, and with affectionate eyes, said, "Qianyao~"
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Although Ling Qianyao didn't quite understand why Zhu Zhuqing suddenly asked for a kiss, he still fulfilled her wish. Besides, Zhu Zhuqing didn't give him much time to think—her red lips pressed against his as she called his name.
The two embraced, and subtle sounds occasionally escaped.
Ah Yin was on the windowsill, trembling all over. The branches and leaves began to tremble slightly, and the strange blue light on her body flickered more intensely.
After a while, she seemed to realize that this silent protest was futile and gave up.
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(End of this chapter)