Chapter 2: Dark Blue Silver Grass.
"This is the Spirit Hall's basic meditation method. Take it back and practice it diligently. Remember not to slack off."
"I have already arranged a spot for you at the Notting Junior Soul Master Academy. You can just go and register in a few days."
"Thank you, Master."
Ye Xuanming respectfully accepted the booklet.
Matthew waved his hand, indicating that he could leave.
After all, Ye Xuanming is only a six-year-old child, a promising talent worth investing in early.
He has other work to do.
Stepping out of the Spirit Hall, the afternoon sun was a bit too bright.
Ye Xuanming squinted, adjusting his eyes to the light.
The streets were bustling with people, the cries of vendors and the rumble of horse-drawn carriages mingling together, creating a lively and vibrant atmosphere.
Ye Xuanming didn't rush home, but instead bought a freshly baked flatbread from a street vendor.
Holding the warm pancake in his hands, the aroma of wheat filled his nostrils, which relaxed his tense nerves a little.
I'm home.
This is a small courtyard, kept clean and tidy.
Ye Xuanming closed the courtyard gate and went into his room.
He sat on the edge of the bed and stretched out his right hand again.
With a thought, the peculiar Blue Silver Grass reappeared in his palm.
Blue and deep purple intertwine, a coexistence of vitality and eeriness.
He stretched out the fingers of his left hand and gently touched the purple blue silver grass.
A cool sensation came from my fingertips, accompanied by a slight numbness.
What exactly is this?
Ye Xuanming stared at it, his mind constantly searching for all the information about Douluo Continent.
Suddenly, a detail he had overlooked came to mind.
In Douluo Continent: The Peerless Tang Sect, Tang Ya's Dark Blue Silver Grass should look like this.
Dark Blue Silver Grass.
These five words echoed in Ye Xuanming's mind, making the deep purple plant in his palm appear even more eerie.
If it truly is Tang Ya's martial soul, then what he possesses now is definitely not the mutated martial soul that Master Matthew mentioned.
It is a companion martial spirit.
A top-tier talent that has not yet been clearly defined in the current era.
Ye Xuanming felt a surge of excitement.
He concentrated, trying to sense the two plants in his palm.
Driven by his will, the tightly intertwined blue and purple vines began to slowly separate, as if he were directing his own arms, without any hindrance.
Soon, they separated completely, each hovering above the palm of the hand.
A single plant, entirely azure blue, exudes a gentle aura of life, bringing a sense of tranquility and joy.
The other plant was a deep, dark purple, with an ominous black sheen flowing across its surface, and a chill emanated from it.
Just as I expected.
Ye Xuanming suppressed his excitement.
The biggest advantage of having a companion martial soul is not simply having an extra martial soul.
The same spirit ring, when attached to different companion spirits, will produce two completely different spirit skills.
Furthermore, both martial souls can be activated simultaneously, which can have a surprising effect in battle.
More importantly, there is a high possibility that powerful self-fusion skills can be born between the companion martial souls.
This is what truly sets it apart from ordinary twin martial souls.
After becoming familiar with the characteristics of his martial soul, Ye Xuanming put away the Blue Silver Grass, got up, pushed open the door, and walked into the courtyard.
He needs to verify another hypothesis.
Several clumps of tenacious weeds grew in the corner of the yard. Ye Xuanming walked up to them and stretched out his right hand again.
This time, he only activated the Dark Blue Silver Grass.
The deep purple vines, like a small snake, silently reached out and entangled the most vigorous weed.
The next moment, an astonishing scene unfolded.
The lush green weed withered and turned yellow at a visible speed, eventually turning into a pile of dry grass clippings, losing all its vitality.
At the same time, an extremely faint energy flowed into Ye Xuanming's body along the vines of the Dark Blue Silver Grass.
This energy was mixed and chaotic, carrying the pungent smell of grass and trees, causing him to experience a feeling of blockage and discomfort in his meridians.
Ye Xuanming immediately cut off the energy absorption, his brows furrowed.
"This ability to devour is indeed a double-edged sword."
Ye Xuanming thought to himself.
The life force absorbed from weeds is too low-level; it not only does him no good, but it also pollutes his own soul power.
To unleash the full potential of this ability, we must find higher quality "food".
For example, soul beasts with powerful bloodlines.
Even Soul Masters.
A bold and dangerous thought flashed through his mind, but he quickly suppressed it.
It's too early to think about these things now.
Moreover, if discovered, everyone would want to kill them.
When outdoors, ordinary blue silver grass is naturally used.
However, Ye Xuanming knew that his Life Blue Silver Grass was not ordinary either, otherwise it would not be possible for it to coexist with Dark Blue Silver Grass.
Most companion martial souls are of the same quality but have different attributes.
Xie Xie's martial soul attribute is light and shadow.
His own martial spirit was clearly life and devouring.
However, the most urgent task at hand is to increase one's soul power as soon as possible in preparation for obtaining the first soul ring.
Back in his room, Ye Xuanming sat cross-legged on the bed and took out the book "Basic Meditation Method of the Spirit Hall" given to him by Master Matthew.
He closed his eyes and began to regulate his breathing according to the instructions in the booklet.
With each breath, he gradually cleared his mind of distractions, and his consciousness sank into his body.
He could "see" a fist-sized blue halo slowly rotating in his dantian.
That was his innate level five soul power.
He tried to guide this power, letting it flow slowly through his meridians along the routes described in meditation.
This is an extremely tedious process that tests one's patience.
Each time the soul power completes a full cycle, it grows slightly stronger.
Time slipped away quietly in meditation.
When Ye Xuanming opened his eyes again, the sky outside the window had completely darkened, with only a crescent moon hanging in the night sky, casting a cold glow.
He exhaled a long breath, feeling the slight increase in his soul power, and a smile appeared on his face.
The night was as dark as ink, and only Ye Xuanming's steady, long breathing could be heard in the room.
He did not immediately begin his second meditation, but instead immersed himself in deep thought.
The rules of Douluo Continent are cruel; only one Blue Silver Emperor can be born from each generation of Blue Silver Grass.
That's not just a title; it represents absolute control over all Blue Silver Grass and a complete transformation of one's bloodline.
Although my Blue Silver Grass is not ordinary, the only way to evolve is to become the Blue Silver Emperor.
This road is very narrow.
It's so narrow that only one person can fit inside.
There will inevitably be a battle between him and Tang San.
Ye Xuanming slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, and the agitation in his chest subsided.
It's too early to think about these things now; he doesn't even have his first spirit ring yet.
Ye Xuanming clearly remembered that Yu Xiaogang would take Tang San to the Soul Hunting Forest to obtain his first soul ring.
At that time, in order to protect his only son, Tang Hao would inevitably hide in the shadows.
(End of this Chapter)