Zhou Sichen actually had a good impression of Tang Ya; she was naive but genuinely kind-hearted.
So, he decided to share his thoughts with her.
Whether she appreciated the advice or not was up to her.
He suddenly spoke up: “Tang Ya, I think you should choose a plant-type soul ring for your third ring.”
Tang Ya was taken aback.
Weren’t they just talking about little Yuhao?
Why was he suddenly giving her advice?
“Huh?” Tang Ya looked at his broad back.
“Why do you say that?
I think a Datura Snake or a Man-Faced Demon Spider would be pretty good.”
Without turning his head, Zhou Sichen said, “It’s just a suggestion.
Hear me out, and if you think it’s unnecessary, you can ignore it.”
Tang Ya chuckled.
“Thank you.
Why do you suggest that, though?”
Zhou Sichen considered his words.
Since Tang Ya still revered Tang San, it was best not to badmouth him too much.
“I’ve heard some things about the history of your Tang Sect,” Zhou Sichen began.
“According to rumors, your ancestor’s martial soul wasn’t ordinary Blue Silver Grass, but the top-tier plant-type martial soul, the Blue Silver Emperor.
Because of that, he could absorb soul rings relatively freely.”
“But you are different.
Your martial soul is just ordinary Blue Silver Grass.
To put it bluntly, with this ‘trash’ martial soul, your upper limit is very restricted.”
“However, your talent is indeed excellent, managing to cultivate a so-called trash martial soul this quickly.
But if you want to continue advancing in the future, the best method is to elevate the bloodline of your Blue Silver Grass.”
Hearing this, Tang Ya’s beautiful eyes widened because everything Zhou Sichen said was perfectly accurate.
She never expected someone his age to possess such rich theoretical knowledge about martial souls.
“Then, based on your suggestion, what should I do?” she asked eagerly.
Zhou Sichen explained slowly, “My advice is to find a plant-type soul beast with powerful vitality for your third ring, and align your future rings in that direction as well.”
“If you can find a ten-thousand-year Blue Silver King for your fifth or sixth soul ring, your martial soul will definitely evolve.”
“It’s just that Blue Silver Grass is very special; only one Emperor can exist in each generation.
So your ultimate ceiling might only be the Blue Silver King.”
“But even just becoming a Blue Silver King is enough to rival high-tier martial souls, making your future cultivation path much smoother.”
Listening to his analysis, Tang Ya felt conflicted.
Her ancestor Tang San was a living example of success, yet Zhou Sichen’s words made perfect sense.
In fact, it wasn’t just logical—it felt like this was exactly how Blue Silver Grass was supposed to be cultivated.
Had her cultivation direction been wrong all along?
Was it a mere stroke of luck that her first two rings happened to be plant-types, preventing her from going completely astray?
Without even looking, Zhou Sichen knew Tang Ya was hesitating.
On one hand was the path taken by her legendary ancestor; on the other was advice from a friend she had only known for a night.
But since he had started, he wasn’t going to give up easily.
“I’ll only ask you one question,” Zhou Sichen continued.
“Aside from your ancestor, what were the cultivation results of every subsequent Tang Sect Master who possessed the Blue Silver Grass martial soul?”
That single sentence struck Tang Ya like a bolt of lightning, freezing her in place.
After a long pause, she stared at Zhou Sichen’s back with a look of utter disbelief.
Because he was entirely correct.
Aside from Tang San, the cultivation levels of every subsequent Sect Master were never high; the absolute best of them only barely managed to break through to the Soul King realm…
Tang Ya might be carefree, but she was always incredibly serious about her cultivation.
She wanted revenge; she wanted to reclaim the Tang Sect’s foundation.
She even wanted to keep up with Beibei’s pace, so she had always been the hardest worker among them.
After a long time, Tang Ya asked with urgent desperation, “Then what plant-type soul beast is most suitable for my third ring?!”
Hearing her desperate tone, Zhou Sichen couldn’t help but look at her in a new light.
Her wavering proved she had the courage to change—to deviate from the path forged by her ancestor.
“The Vajra Vine,” Zhou Sichen said softly.
“The Vajra Vine?” Tang Ya was puzzled.
Zhou Sichen nodded.
“Yes.
The Vajra Vine grows in the harshest environments, nestled within rocky crusts.
Not only does it possess immense vitality, but it also has the hardness and resilience of steel.”
He paused, then added, “If I remember correctly, your Tang Sect has secret techniques called Controlling Crane Catching Dragon and the Hundred Separating Hidden Weapons, right?”
Tang Ya was astonished.
“You even know that?”
Zhou Sichen smiled.
“I’m very interested in the secret arts of various factions across the continent, so I’ve dabbled in reading about them, though I haven’t had the chance to learn them.”
Tang Ya nodded, but remained confused.
“But what does that have to do with getting a Vajra Vine for my third ring?”
“Everything.
Think about it.
If the leaves of your Blue Silver Grass possessed the hardness of steel, and you paired that with your unique Tang Sect hidden weapon throwing techniques…
wouldn’t you become a hidden weapon armory with infinite ammunition?”
Just one sentence.
It was like another heavy hammer striking Tang Ya’s mind.
Zhou Sichen’s words hit her like a sudden enlightenment, and a bold idea instantly formed in her head.
“Ah!” Tang Ya couldn’t help but scream.
Beibei and Huo Yuhao, who were listening intently beside them, jumped in shock.
Tang Ya grabbed Beibei by the shoulders and shook him violently.
Looking at her excited face, Beibei had to ask, “Xiao Ya, a-are you okay?”
Tang Ya let go of Beibei and said excitedly, “Beibei, did you hear that?!
What an incredible idea!
Why did we never think of this?!”
Hearing this, Beibei couldn’t help but shoot a profound look at Zhou Sichen’s back.
As a Tang Sect disciple taught personally by Tang Ya, he knew all the secret techniques.
Therefore, he also understood exactly what Zhou Sichen’s words meant.
This was undoubtedly the most suitable cultivation method for Blue Silver Grass in this era.
And because Tang Ya knew the Tang Sect’s secret techniques, it paved a unique, unparalleled path just for her.
It wasn’t just Tang Ya who was excited; Beibei’s heart was far from calm.
A few simple words from Zhou Sichen meant the world for Tang Ya’s future and development.
Tang Ya was practically incoherent now.
Initially, she had invited him along just because he was handsome and spoke nicely.
Who knew he would deliver such a massive surprise?!
Tang Ya cupped her hands and bowed deeply to Zhou Sichen.
Since she was sitting, her forehead practically pressed against the Ice Jade Scorpion’s carapace.
“Benefactor, please accept Tang Ya’s bow!”
Zhou Sichen turned around, his expression turning a bit weird as he saw her posture.
He reached out and helped her up.
“I can’t accept this,” Zhou Sichen said helplessly.
“I merely offered a suggestion.
How you proceed is up to you; I won’t interfere.”
Tang Ya shook her head.
“This isn’t an ordinary suggestion!
Your words helped me find my future path and let me see the light.
From today onward, you are Tang Ya’s great benefactor!”
Zhou Sichen was exasperated.
Seeing how serious she was, he knew whatever he said would be useless.
He could only look helplessly at Beibei, but Beibei just smiled.
“Xiao Ya is my teacher.
Her benefactor is my benefactor.”
Zhou Sichen: “…”
Ignoring whether Zhou Sichen wanted to accept it or not, Tang Ya leaned in closely.
“Big Brother Zhou, hurry and tell me more details about how you think my Blue Silver Grass should be cultivated!”
She paused, seemingly feeling this was inappropriate, and put on a pitiful expression.
“Big Brother Zhou, you know how hard it is to cultivate the Blue Silver Grass martial soul.
You wouldn’t want to see Xiao Ya become trash in the future, right?
And I’ll pay!
As long as it’s something I can offer, I won’t even blink!”
(END CHAPTER)