“But I am different.
My Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul will continue to evolve.
If the toughness of Blue Silver Grass is insufficient, then Blue Silver King; if Blue Silver King is insufficient, then Blue Silver Emperor…” “Sooner or later, I can make my first Soul Skill comparable to a top-tier defensive Soul Skill!
Defense being linked to Martial Soul strength is a weakening for other Blue Silver Grass Soul Masters, but for me, it’s an epic enhancement!” Russell was very satisfied with his first Soul Skill.
Perhaps defensive Soul Skills lack offensive power, but staying alive is what enables output.
Moreover, his fists were no pushovers either.
He continued studying the Blue Silver Bamboo-Scale Armor and discovered that once the armor shattered, it could be repaired by consuming Soul Power to stimulate the growth of Blue Silver Grass.
“Another advantage.
However, when used on others, it loses this repair ability and can only serve as one-time protection.” But this was a minor issue.
Russell took out an arrow, removed the Blue Silver Bamboo-Scale Armor and placed it on a rock.
From thirty meters away, he drew his bow and shot.
Whoosh!
The arrowhead embedded itself into the armor, but only halfway; it did not fully penetrate.
Still, half an arrowhead, if poisoned, would be enough to injure a Soul Master.
After all, the Blue Silver Grass had only fused with a Soul Ring, inheriting only a portion of the Dragonscale Tortoise-back Bamboo’s strength—perhaps only ten to twenty percent.
This level of strength already exceeded Russell’s expectations.
“No need to test explosive arrows; the effect would definitely be worse.” Russell set down his bow but did not dismiss the Soul Skill.
He wanted to see how long the Blue Silver Bamboo-Scale Armor could last without actively canceling it or inputting Soul Power.
Shifting his focus, he opened the Synthesizer.
“It’s upgraded!” In his field of vision, the Synthesizer’s two slots had now become three surrounding slots.
“Indeed, the Synthesizer upgrades based on cultivation level.” A weight lifted from Russell’s heart.
If the Synthesizer couldn’t upgrade, relying solely on the mutated Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul wouldn’t take him far; he might hit a bottleneck at the Soul King stage.
“Let’s test its effect.” Russell took out the Dragonscale Tortoise-back Bamboo and casually plucked three stalks of Blue Silver Grass, placing them into the Synthesizer.
Blue Silver Grass + Blue Silver Grass + Blue Silver Grass = Super Blue Silver Grass (Green) “Directly green quality?
Mixed synthesis can be phased out then.
What about…
secondary synthesis?” Russell synthesized three Super Blue Silver Grasses in succession and placed them into the Synthesizer.
Super Blue Silver Grass * 3 = Blue Silver King (Blue) Blue Silver King!
Looking at the Blue Silver Grass in his hand, which resembled a shrub—apart from its color and leaves, it bore little resemblance to Blue Silver Grass—Russell felt dazed.
Had he just synthesized a Blue Silver King?
He murmured, “Blue Silver King definitely qualifies as a high-level Martial Soul.
Considering its rarity and the consistent plasticity inherited from Blue Silver Grass, it could even be called a top-tier Martial Soul.” “Then, does Blue Silver Emperor belong to the precious purple tier, or an even higher level?” Russell thought about how there was only one Blue Silver Emperor per continent, and it possessed an Innate Domain.
“Top-tier Martial Soul” might not be enough to describe it; it should be a super Martial Soul, belonging to a level above purple.
“Never mind, this has nothing to do with me for now.
Without Blue Silver Emperor bloodline, becoming a Blue Silver Emperor can only rely on my own efforts.” “But…
if my Martial Soul becomes Blue Silver Emperor in advance, can Tang San still awaken his bloodline and become Blue Silver Emperor?” Russell estimated the chances were fifty-fifty.
After all, he wasn’t a Soul Beast, so he might not occupy the position of Blue Silver Emperor.
But it was hard to say for sure—what if he did?
He thought of Tang Hao.
“Hah, a one-ring Soul Master, already setting myself up with a Titled Douluo as an enemy.” Overthinking was pointless; he should synthesize his Martial Soul first.
Super Blue Silver Grass + Super Blue Silver Grass + …
Russell hesitated.
“Tang Hao definitely knows the Blue Silver King.
If I evolve into the Blue Silver King prematurely, what if he attacks me?” “The Synthesizer can still be upgraded further.
There’s no need to rush.
At the very least, I should gain some self-defense capabilities or find a backer before revealing the Blue Silver Emperor.
That would be the best strategy.” He made a decision, swapping the last Super Blue Silver Grass (green) for Dragonscale Tortoise-back Bamboo (blue~purple).
A flash of blue light erupted, and the newly evolved Martial Soul was born.
[Blue Scale King] Category: Martial Soul Quality: Blue~Purple.
Traits: Life Attribute, King Among Grasses, Adaptive Evolution, Tenacity.
Description: A Martial Soul combining the strengths of the Blue Silver King and Dragonscale Tortoise-back Bamboo.
The main body is Blue Silver Grass, with some traits of the Dragonscale Tortoise-back Bamboo becoming recessive.
Evaluation: That night, the Blue Silver Grass and the Dragonscale Bamboo got drunk…
Russell: “…” What the hell kind of drunkenness is that!
Ignoring the evaluation, Russell released his Martial Soul.
The Blue Scale King had completely transformed into a vine-like plant, its surface covered in scale-shaped wooden structures that were extremely hard.
It radiated a vibrant sense of vitality, and if not for the color, there was no trace of Blue Silver Grass left.
First Soul Skill—Blue Silver Bamboo-Scale Armor!
Russell activated his Soul Skill.
The Blue Scale King rapidly grew, weaving a full-body suit of armor within two seconds.
The dense, scale-like structure ensured the armor’s strength.
“Approximately…
a threefold increase in defense!” Hiss— Russell drew a sharp breath.
He knew Martial Soul evolution would greatly affect the Blue Silver Bamboo-Scale Armor Soul Skill, but he hadn’t expected it to be this significant!
“The original Blue Silver Bamboo-Scale Armor could already block arrows.
With four times the defense…
it should at least withstand century-level Soul Skills, except those of fire or ice attributes.” A surprise!
An unparalleled surprise!
If it could resist Soul Skills, physical attacks like punches and kicks were even less of a concern.
Even slashes from blades or swords would be largely ineffective.
“As expected, the Dragonscale Tortoise-back Bamboo is better suited to the Soul Skill it produces.
If, in the future, after fusing with Soul Rings, I also integrate plant-type Soul Beasts into my Martial Soul each time…
what would the Blue Silver Grass evolve into?” Blue Silver Emperor?
World Tree?
Forest God?
Russell didn’t know the answer, but his heart was filled with anticipation.
The Blue Silver Bamboo-Scale Armor from his first activation was still intact.
Half an hour had passed, and he didn’t know when it would dissipate on its own.
However, Russell wasn’t planning to wait.
Wearing his new Blue Silver Bamboo-Scale Armor, he picked up his bow, arrows, and sack, ready to leave the Soul Hunting Forest.
This time, his actions were much bolder.
Soon, he encountered a pack of seven or eight Gale Magic Wolves.
“Decade-level Soul Beasts, perfect for practice.” Russell took out an arrow, broke it, and charged forward with the arrowhead end.
The Gale Magic Wolves were experienced hunters.
This wasn’t the first time prey had charged at them.
The alpha wolf let out a howl, and the other Gale Magic Wolves spread out, forming a semi-encircling hunting formation, baring their teeth and revealing their ferocious faces.
Russell’s heart skipped a beat in panic, but remembering the defensive power of his Blue Silver Bamboo-Scale Armor, courage surged back into him.
“The alpha is hiding in the back.
I must take down one Gale Magic Wolf first, or I’ll easily be overwhelmed in a siege…
Charging in recklessly was still impulsive.” Reflecting on his actions, Russell targeted a relatively weaker Gale Magic Wolf.
Soul Power erupted from his left arm as he grabbed the wolf’s head, thrust the arrowhead into its heart, and twisted forcefully.
A white Soul Ring drifted out.
The remaining Gale Magic Wolves did not recklessly approach, instead launching five wind blades from a distance.
The white wind blades arrived in an instant, and Russell hastily raised his arm to shield his eyes.
After a series of crackling sounds, the Gale Magic Wolves froze in place.
Russell was completely unharmed.
He looked down and saw that even the outermost layer of his Blue Silver Bamboo-Scale Armor remained intact, with only faint white marks left behind, which were rapidly repairing under the influence of his Soul Power.
“Haha!”