NOVEL SIMPLE Chapter 49: Finally Becoming a Soul Master
Some of them are driven purely by instinct.
Only once they surpass a century old do they begin to develop a vague sense of existence.
This presence is even less noticeable than that of a newborn cat or dog, somewhat reminiscent of a bird beginning to form within an egg.
Ling Yi has personally observed the mental state of cats and dogs at birth and has sensed it while incubating chickens at home.
It is only by breaking through the second shackle that the "Blue Silver Grass" begins to gradually resemble a native Douluo creature, exhibiting a response to soul power.
Soul power acts like a converter, transforming external spiritual energy and the energy of heaven and earth into nourishment, subtly nurturing the faint existence of the "Blue Silver Grass" and paving the way for it to develop self-awareness.
In a different worldview, this soul power could also be called—demon power!
Of course, it's all just various terms for extraordinary energy.
For Ling Yi at present, the terminology holds little significance.
Returning to the consciousness of the "Blue Silver Grass,"
when it breaks the second shackle, becoming a centenarian "Blue Silver Grass," it begins to form a faint consciousness, demonstrating a sense of closeness, comfort, and fondness.
It's unlike the pre-centenarian "Blue Silver Grass," which, even when burnt, would simply turn to ashes without ever realizing it.
"Pain? There's no such concept," Ling Yi mused.
However, when they reach the hundred-year mark, they start to become aware of it.
That's why Ling Yi always said that only after reaching one hundred years can 'Blue Silver Grass' truly be considered a native creature of Douluo—the Soul Beast.
And now, Ling Yi felt as if he had transformed into such a Soul Beast, observing the world through the eyes of a being called 'Blue Silver Grass.'
On the Douluo Continent, in the northeastern sector of the Tiandou Empire, near the eastern coast of the Shuimu Principality, lies the village of Shanhai in Bei Kouhe Town.
Ling Yi could clearly sense his own body still in the secret chamber three meters underground in his room, yet his perspective was now manifest in the village of Shanhai.
Not just one part of Shanhai village, but every part of it.
These places shared one commonality; there grew a single plant, or many of the 'Blue Silver Grass.'
In such a state, when Ling Yi had previously simulated the "Blue Silver Grass," whether during mimetic cultivation, using spiritual power to sense the outside world, or reflecting the surroundings in deep sleep, he had experienced similar states. However, none were as clear as this time!
Regrettably, this state lasted for less than three breaths. Before Ling Yi's consciousness could explore beyond the Shan Hai Village, it "swished" back from every corner of the village, returning to the Ling family courtyard, back to Ling Yi's room, to the underground secret chamber, and finally, back into his own body.
Ling Yi opened his eyes, still savoring the divine state from before, while simultaneously sensing the condition of his own body.
At this moment, Ling Yi's physical state could be summed up with one word: excellent! Two words: healthy! Three words: he's grown! Four words: completely transformed!!
His physique, in defiance of the developmental norms of past life's skeletal growth, had stretched a bit, just hitting the edge of one meter seventy. After all, in this world, a man cannot be one meter sixty-nine or one meter seventy-nine~
His formerly fair skin, slightly tinged with a pale yellow due to years of wielding a forging hammer by the furnace, despite soul power repair, now became as smooth and white as congealed fat. His already handsome features seemed filtered through a beauty enhancer, with his looks, rated at an eighty-nine out of a hundred, now rising to a ninety.
Perceiving the changes within his body, Ling Yi began to gaze outward.
The moment he opened his eyes, unsurprisingly, Ling Yi found the world in his vision had become more vivid, colorful, and lifelike.
To use a term from his past life, Ling Yi's art style had evolved from 480P to 720P, in full high-definition, without any blur!
"I only became a one-ring Soul Master, yet why does it feel like I've been completely reborn?" Ling Yi mused, gently tapping his forehead with his right index and middle fingers.
He pondered deeply as he did so.
With this thought, Ling Yi spread open his right hand. At a mere flicker of his mind, a streak of blue light danced before his eyes, manifesting into the slightly altered form of the "Blue Silver Grass."
The spirit now had two stalks and seven leaves, compared to its previous one stalk and four leaves. Its length had increased by about a third, its stalks had nearly doubled in thickness, and its leaves were significantly denser. Overall, the once pale blue color was now a more vivid shade of blue.
"This is..." Ling Yi felt an exhilaration flash within his eyes, a smile of pure joy spread across his face, unhidden and genuine.
Though he had anticipated this change, the reality of it far surpassed his expectations, filling his heart with an irrepressible happiness.
To force the emotion down was possible, but ultimately unnecessary. Life is meant to be lived, full of joy and sadness alike.
"A century... Blue——Silver——Grass——" Ling Yi pronounced each word slowly in his mind.
After four years of relentless dedication, Ling Yi's spirit had finally evolved into the century level "Blue Silver Grass."
If, when Ling Yi first awakened, the Blue Silver Grass spirit inherited from the Ling Family was acknowledged as a waste spirit in Douluo Continent, akin to the common Blue Silver Grass found by the roadside, then the Blue Silver Grass spirit now resting in the palm of his right hand was completely unlike the one sacrificed to him, bearing no less aura than the three-hundred-year-old counterpart!
But that’s not all!
In Ling Yi’s perception, the Blue Silver Grass spirit in his hand seemed ‘alive’, possessing a breath of its own.
With each breath, the vitality emanated by the Blue Silver Grass in this underground chamber was attracted to the spirit, and Ling Yi’s powerful, keen spiritual senses discerned an illusion of growth within his Blue Silver Grass spirit...
No! This was not an illusion!
A flash of light appeared in Ling Yi’s eyes, filled with vigor, as he gazed at the gently swaying leaves of the Blue Silver Grass spirit in his palm. He could confirm—it was indeed growing!
“Interesting... truly interesting,”
Ling Yi murmured with an inexplicable smile on his face.
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