Chapter 3: Ultimate Vitality
Sitting quietly in the twilight, the Blue Silver Grass on Tang Chuan's fingertips swayed gently in the breeze, as if weightless and harmless.
Just then, his gaze suddenly sharpened.
He suddenly recalled a plot point from the original work.
The fifth spirit ring Tang San obtained after his spirit power reached level fifty.
It was his Innate spirit ring that appeared after his Spirit awakened into the Blue Silver Emperor with the help of the Blue Silver King.
From then on, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass was no longer just pliable vines, but could condense into the Blue Silver Overlord Spear, incomparably sharp, an existence capable of piercing through the heavens!
"Blue Silver Overlord Spear…" Tang Chuan murmured to himself, his eyes growing brighter.
Wasn't this move the ultimate manifestation of condensing and compressing the energy of the Blue Silver Grass's body, and under the effect of powerful spirit power and life force, using softness as a blade and life as a spear?
Thinking of this, Tang Chuan suddenly trembled, and a flash of inspiration burst from his eyes:
"I understand!"
"The reason Blue Silver Grass can transform into the Overlord Spear is essentially by condensing and compressing all the energy of the spirit ring, which causes the Blue Silver Grass to become extremely hard and thus possess offensive power!"
"As long as my spirit power is strong enough, the quality of my spirit rings is high enough, and my life force is inexhaustible, the Blue Silver Grass will naturally generate extremely high strength and toughness, and then transform into a weapon."
"At that time, it will no longer be just a vine, but a sharp blade, a spear, a sword, the ultimate expression of all plant power."
Just then, Tang Chuan remembered an ancient saying, and his heart suddenly stirred:
"Grass, wood, bamboo, and stone can all be swords. Picking flowers and flying leaves can also harm people."
In his view, this was not an exaggerated fantasy, but a future that could truly be achieved.
"Although I don't have twin spirits or the Clear Sky Hammer, I have Blue Silver Grass. Strictly speaking, it should be the top-tier plant-type Spirit, the Blue Silver Emperor."
"It is by no means weaker than the Clear Sky Hammer."
"Blue Silver Grass follows the life-type path. If handled properly, it can be evolved into a powerful Spirit that combines offense and defense. At that time, my Blue Silver Grass will not only have endless attacks, but also continuous recovery, and extremely terrifying control abilities."
"At that time, who in the entire World will be my opponent?"
"This life-type path doesn't need control-type Spirit Abilities, no need for superfluous waste Spirit Abilities like Binding, restraint, or spider webs!"
"Because Blue Silver Grass itself can bind and control!"
"Ultimate life force is the Cultivation direction for Blue Silver Grass."
Several hours later.
As night deepened, moonlight spilled onto the walls of Noding Academy, and silver-white light filtered through the dappled tree shadows onto the ground.
Tang Chuan stood alone in the open space behind the Academy, his hands tucked into his sleeves, letting the night wind brush against his robes. His gaze was fixed on the distance, as if he was deep in thought.
"Brother." A slightly hesitant voice came from behind him.
Tang Chuan turned and saw Tang San walking towards him.
Tang San stopped in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and finally whispered, "Brother, could you… go find Yu Xiaogang tomorrow morning and apologize?"
Tang Chuan raised an eyebrow, said nothing, but simply watched his younger brother silently.
Tang San lowered his head and added somewhat anxiously, "You two, one is my teacher and the other is my brother. I really don't want there to be any conflict between you. Yu Xiaogang is a Spirit theory master, and his guidance on Spirit Cultivation certainly won't be wrong."
"Yu Xiaogang said that Blue Silver Grass is inherently a waste Spirit, with almost no offensive power. So if it doesn't follow the control system, and doesn't rely on Spirit Abilities to restrain enemies, then how can one fight? Does it really have to go the life-type route… and end up as a support Spirit Master?"
Tang San looked serious, but he genuinely believed Yu Xiaogang's Spirit theory in his heart.
However, upon hearing these words, Tang Chuan merely smiled faintly, a smile tinged with helplessness and a hint of disappointment.
"Tang San, you are still too young."
He turned his back, looking towards the dark horizon in the distance, his voice low but carrying a clear anger and coldness:
"You want me to apologize to Yu Xiaogang? Impossible."
"He constantly says there are no useless Spirits, only useless Spirit Masters. Then I want to ask—what about him?"
"He claims to be a theoretical master, yet after Cultivating for so many years, what achievements has he made? I heard from the Academy teachers that his spirit power hasn't even reached level thirty, and his Spirit is a pig with no combat power. He has studied Spirit theory for decades, yet his own spirit power hasn't advanced an inch?"
"Do you know how many years he has been at Noding Academy? Have you ever seen him teach a single class to students? Has he ever guided a regular student even once?"
"He can't become a strong person himself, yet he places all his hopes on you. His so-called policy of only accepting Geniuses as disciples sounds grand, but in reality, he looks down on ordinary people and is too lazy to teach students who might not achieve results."
Tang Chuan's voice grew colder, a hint of sarcasm flashing in his eyes:
"Such an ambitious person, detached from reality, is not worthy of being a teacher."
"You are his student, you can believe him."
"I am not, I don't believe him, and I won't bow my head."
Tang San was stunned for a moment. He hadn't expected Tang Chuan's view of Yu Xiaogang to be so sharp, almost to the point of denying his character and teaching ethics.
"Brother… you're too extreme…" Tang San argued in a low voice.
Hearing this, Tang Chuan shook his head, glanced at his younger brother, and softened his tone slightly: "I am not extreme, I just see things clearly."
"If you believe him, then follow him and Cultivate well. I won't stop you."
"I will walk my own path."
The wind rustled gently, ruffling the corners of their clothes.
The moonlight shone between the two brothers, their figures appearing to stand very close.
But in reality, they were drifting further and further apart.
It was late at night, and the Noding Academy student dormitory was quiet.
Tang Chuan had returned to bed early, curled up in the bedding, and closed his eyes, but he couldn't fall asleep. He could vaguely hear the soft rustle of the wind through the treetops outside the window.
His mind kept replaying the image of the Blue Silver Grass floating weakly in his palm.
"I am, after all… not Tang San."
"He has Innate full spirit power, and he has twin spirits."
"But I only have one Spirit, and my Innate spirit power is only level one."
"Even if my Blue Silver Grass develops along the life-type Cultivation path, my Cultivation speed will inevitably be extremely slow. I must find a way to quickly increase my spirit power."
"And in this World, to quickly increase spirit power, besides long periods of meditation Cultivation, it seems there are only absorbing spirit rings and Spirit Bones."
As this thought appeared, Tang Chuan's eyes suddenly opened, looking at the darkness of the ceiling, countless pieces of information about Spirit Bones from the original work flashing through his mind.
Spirit Bones, once successfully Fused, could not only increase spirit power and enhance Physique, but also come with Spirit Abilities, making them treasures even more precious than spirit rings.
An ordinary Spirit Master might never obtain a Spirit Bone in their entire life, and the source of every Spirit Bone—there was only one, and that was Spirit Beasts.
Tang Chuan murmured to himself, a glint flashing in his eyes: "Spirit Bones…"
At that moment, his gaze subconsciously turned towards the wooden bed not far away.
[end of the chapter]