Ning Chuan stared quietly at the prompts provided by the Station.
A crazy yet blood-pumping idea began to sprout in his mind like wild grass!
“Extract the willow branch!” Ning Chuan ordered without hesitation, gritting his teeth.
A flash of light appeared, and a charred, brittle branch about a foot long appeared in his palm.
It looked as if it had been scorched by heavenly fire, devoid of any signs of life.
It was ice-cold to the touch and light as a feather, its texture so fragile that it seemed it would turn to ash with the slightest squeeze.
Vague traces of ancient, blurred runes could be seen on it, but most were broken and unrecognizable.
No matter how one looked at it, it appeared to be nothing more than a piece of scrap wood left over from a furnace—an absurd contrast to its world-shaking origins.
However, as Ning Chuan held it, an inexplicable tremor of awe and reverence surged from the depths of his soul.
Suppressing his excitement, he tightly gripped the charred willow branch that held the key to his future destiny and connected his consciousness to the light screen once again.
Ning Chuan had a daring plan!
“Recycling Station!” he asked urgently through his thoughts.
“Is it possible to separate that sliver of the Willow Deity True Spirit Fragment hidden within the branch?
Just like in the legends of the Douluo Continent where Electrolux’s divine sense fragment resided in Huo Yuhao’s Mental Sea, can the Willow Deity True Spirit be settled into my Mental Sea to be nurtured in slumber?”
“At the same time, perfectly integrate the remaining essence of this willow branch into my Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul!”
He had to know if this idea was feasible!
“Requesting analysis…”
“Plan Feasibility: High”
“Separating weak True Spirit Fragment: Executable.
This True Spirit is in a state of absolute slumber, unconscious and non-threatening, possessing only the most primal trace of its spiritual mark.”
“Opening Mental Sea: Requires consuming a portion of the [Charred Willow Branch]’s essence energy.
Can open a stable Mental Sea for the Station Master and guide the True Spirit Fragment to reside there in slumber.”
“Martial Soul Fusion: Executable.
Use the essence of the willow branch’s remains to nourish and reshape the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, performing a targeted elevation and fusion of its essence and tier.”
“Energy Calculation: The remaining essence of the willow branch is sufficient to support the above operations.
The leftover energy will be converted into the purest Life Soul Power to nourish the Station Master’s body.”
“Operational Lead: Guided, controlled, and protected by the Omniverse Scrap Recycling Station throughout the entire process to ensure stability and shield against all external prying and energy fluctuations.”
“Execute immediately?”
A series of prompts flashed by, finally presenting a clear confirmation option.
Ning Chuan looked at the lines of text on the screen, especially the words “Feasibility: High,” “Non-threatening,” and “Full guidance and protection by the Recycling Station.” The last trace of worry in his heart vanished completely.
It was time to gamble!
It was success or death!
Rather than living a mediocre life, he would rather fight for a future that reached the heavens!
“Execute!
Execute immediately!” Ning Chuan confirmed without the slightest hesitation.
“Command confirmed!
Commencing plan execution!”
The Station Master must maintain consciousness!”
The moment the prompt faded—
The charred willow branch in Ning Chuan’s hand suddenly erupted with an indescribable light!
It wasn’t a dazzling, blinding glare, but a profound, vast, emerald divine glow that contained endless life and ancient laws!
Though it was only a faint wisp, its quality was incredibly high.
In an instant, the simple, crude room was illuminated, as if countless tiny worlds were being born and destroyed within the green light!
An indescribable surge of majestic energy poured into Ning Chuan’s body—gentle, yet irresistible!
“Ugh—!”
Ning Chuan couldn’t help but let out a muffled groan of pain!
The energy wasn’t crudely destructive; instead, it was forcibly remodeling his body and soul at an incredibly high level!
First was his head, at the location of the sea of consciousness between his brows!
As if creating a new world, an invisible, mighty force forcibly carved out a small yet incredibly stable space within the depths of Ning Chuan’s previously chaotic consciousness!
This was the Mental Sea!
The tearing sensation in his soul caused his entire body to tremble violently.
Cold sweat instantly soaked his clothes, but Ning Chuan gritted his teeth, remembering the warning and desperately struggling to remain conscious.
The moment the Mental Sea was formed, an infinitesimal speck of emerald light—one that radiated supreme nobility and an ancient aura—was precisely stripped from the willow branch.
As if drawn by a tether, it leisurely entered his brow and sank into the deepest depths of the newborn Mental Sea.
The moment the light speck sank in, it became completely silent, turning into an imperceptible spark as if it had existed there since time immemorial, without a single ripple.
However, Ning Chuan felt inexplicably that because of this spark, his Mental Sea had become incredibly stable, even carrying a hint of mysterious, indescribable Dao charm.
Simultaneously, the charred willow branch in his hand, having been relieved of the True Spirit Fragment, suddenly transformed into a torrent of the purest, emerald-green energy filled with infinite vitality.
It surged violently toward Ning Chuan’s right hand!
Intense pain struck again!
This time, it originated from the very source of his Martial Soul!
The originally thin and weak Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul in his right palm manifested automatically, beyond his control.
The emerald torrent was like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, frantically pouring into that tiny stalk of Blue Silver Grass!
Crack…
It was as if some barrier had been shattered.
Ning Chuan’s Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul underwent an earth-shaking metamorphosis visible to the naked eye!
The originally tender green leaves became increasingly translucent, as if carved from the finest jade.
Within the veins of the leaves, tiny specks of faint golden light began to emerge and circulate like the trajectories of stars—profound and extraordinary!
The edges of the grass leaves were no longer soft.
Instead, they radiated a sharp, cold glint like the edge of a sword.
Even one or two extremely faint shadows of ancient runes, similar to those on the willow branch, flashed briefly!
Its form changed slightly as well.
While the main body remained grass-like, it grew much taller and straighter.
It lost its frailty and gained a sense of resilience and unyielding pride!
It was as if it were a supreme immortal herb that had been bathed in celestial rain, weathered lightning tribulations, and been reborn from the ruins!
A sense of unprecedented power fed back from the depths of the Martial Soul’s essence!
After completely remodeling the Martial Soul, the remaining pure energy from the emerald torrent did not stop.
Instead, like a warm tide, it instantly surged through Ning Chuan’s limbs and bones, washing over every meridian and every inch of his flesh!
Crackle!
Pop!
His bones emitted crisp snapping sounds, his meridians were forcibly widened, and impurities were squeezed out of his pores bit by bit.
The mixture of intense pain and ultimate comfort made Ning Chuan nearly faint.
He could clearly feel a powerful force rapidly birthing and growing within his body!
[Spirit Power level increasing: Level 1, Level 2, Level 3…
Level 10!]
[Bottleneck broken!
Level 11, Level 12…
Level 19!
Level 20!]
The tide of energy finally subsided slowly.
Ning Chuan slumped to the ground, panting heavily.
His entire body looked as if he had just been fished out of a river, but he felt his body was lighter and more powerful than ever before!
Subconsciously, he raised his right hand and gave a thought.
Buzz!
A stalk of Blue Silver Grass, completely different from before, emerged.
It was crystal clear and emerald green throughout, its veins containing gold.
Standing about half a foot tall, as its leaves unfurled, it naturally exuded a sense of vibrant life and restrained sharpness.
Just by floating there, it gave off an extraordinary feeling, no longer a common weed to be trampled upon!
“Le…
Level 20?!” Ning Chuan felt the surging power within him—power far beyond anything he had felt before.
He could hardly believe it!
In a single night, he had leaped from a commoner with no Spirit Power to a Grand Spirit Master who needed to obtain a second Spirit Ring?!
This was practically a myth!
However, what was even more surprising was that Ning Chuan felt the power of the Recycling Station ripple slightly.
An invisible shroud enveloped his body, perfectly hiding the Spirit Power fluctuations that had skyrocketed to Level 20.
To any outsider’s perception, he was still just an ordinary child without any Spirit Power.
“Wonderful…” Ning Chuan was so excited he could hardly contain himself.
His gaze fell upon the transformed Martial Soul in his palm.
“From now on, I shall call you the ‘Azure Jade Willow Leaf Grass’!”
He slowly clenched his fist, feeling the power flowing within him.
His gaze pierced through the holes in the window paper, looking out at the boundless night sky.
The path ahead was now completely different.