Chapter 131 Nine-Colored Blue Silver Grass, Lu Ming Revealed! Immortality for Ten Thousand Years?!
Hu Liena stared wide-eyed, her eyes bulging like copper bells.
"Blue Silver Grass???"
"Those kinds of roadside weeds that you can see everywhere?"
"How could such a weak martial soul evolve into such a powerful one?!"
Bibi Dong's expression kept changing.
"Very strange."
"Blue Silver Grass needs to evolve too many times to become Nine-Colored Blue Silver Grass."
She stretched out her finger and made a few doodles in the air.
"Every evolution requires a massive amount of opportunities and rare and precious materials."
Even if he has the method and knows the path of evolution.
"But finding these opportunities will take a long time."
"It's simply impossible for anyone to live this long and complete such an ultimate evolution!!"
Hu Liena blinked and asked softly:
"Teacher, couldn't it just be good luck?"
"Like finding a treasure while walking, and then continuously evolving?"
Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong glanced at Hu Liena speechlessly.
That look in his eyes was like he was looking at a fool.
"Nana, what are you thinking about?"
"Do you think spirit evolution is like cabbage, something you can get as many of as you want?"
Bibi Dong scolded him with exasperation:
"Evolving once is already a rare occurrence, happening only once in a thousand years."
"It couldn't possibly be luck that it went through so many continuous evolutions!"
"Moreover, the more powerful the martial soul, the more difficult it is to evolve."
Bibi Dong stood up and paced back and forth inside the tent.
"Not to mention a martial soul even stronger than the Dragon God."
"Therefore, if he wants to evolve his martial soul once in the future, he will need at least ten million years' worth of rare and precious materials."
"No, even tens of millions of years wouldn't be enough."
Bibi Dong's voice began to tremble.
"It would take at least hundreds of millions of years, or even longer!"
"After all, that's an existence even more powerful than the Dragon God."
Hu Liena felt a chill run down her spine.
"A billion years?"
"Does such a rare treasure truly exist in this world?"
"The only medicinal herb on the list of rare treasures, the Acacia Heartbreak Red Immortal Grass, is only at the ten-thousand-year level."
"Compared to this kind of treasure, it is simply a hundred thousand miles inferior."
Bibi Dong stopped and looked intently at the two characters "Lu Ming" on the sky.
"So there must be other methods."
"But regardless of which method he used to evolve."
"It all points to one thing."
Bibi Dong's voice became exceptionally solemn.
"This Lu Ming has lived for a very long time."
"It's not even possible to say... that lifespan is endless."
"Only in this way can he recklessly squander his long lifespan to search for, wait for, and cultivate those peerless immortal herbs in order to complete the evolution of his martial soul."
Jialing Pass.
The residence of the Papal Palace.
Bibi Dong had already sat back down, her fingers gently stroking the scepter that symbolized supreme power.
Although her gaze was fixed on the sky, her mind was racing with calculations.
If this Nine-Colored Blue Silver Grass is truly as terrifying as the living fossil records, then this person's strength is probably not just that of a Title Douluo.
"I'm really curious now, whose martial soul is this?"
Bibi Dong's voice echoed in the empty tent.
"If someone possesses such a martial spirit, and they are a friend, our Spirit Hall will do everything in its power to win them over."
"If it's an enemy..."
She didn't finish her sentence, but the deep killing intent in her eyes said it all.
Hu Liena stood to the side, also staring intently at the sky, even her breathing became soft.
"Teacher, how did this person evolve their martial soul?"
"Can a useless martial soul like Blue Silver Grass really defy fate and change one's destiny?"
Just as the master and apprentice were speculating...
The golden light above the sky suddenly intensified, and the previously blurry small characters instantly became clear.
[The owner of the Nine-Colored Blue Silver Grass: Lu Ming!]
The moment this name was uttered, it was like a thunderbolt striking the Papal Palace.
"What?"
Hu Liena gasped in surprise and instinctively covered her mouth with both hands.
"Is Lu Ming the owner of the Nine-Colored Blue Silver Grass?"
Bibi Dong froze completely.
Her usually majestic eyes were now wide open.
"I never expected it to be him!"
Bibi Dong suddenly stood up from the papal chair, her movement so forceful that it knocked over the table in front of her.
The documents on the desk were scattered all over the floor, but she had no time to care.
She paced back and forth inside the tent, her steps somewhat disordered.
"Lu Ming..."
"The mysterious master that Qian Renxue mentioned."
"That figure who frequently appears on the Sky List and occupies a high position."
Bibi Dong stopped in her tracks, her gaze fixed intently on those two words.
All the clues from before were now rapidly connecting in her mind.
The Primordial Sword.
All sorts of unbelievable rewards.
In addition, there's this creation-level martial soul that crushes even the Dragon God.
"Qian Renxue, your master..."
Bibi Dong muttered to herself, her tone extremely complex.
"It's so mysterious and powerful that it's terrifying."
She took a deep breath, trying to calm the violent heaving in her chest.
"Possessing unparalleled treasures and a world-creating martial spirit."
"I'm afraid this person's true strength is far beyond our comprehension."
Bibi Dong turned her head to look in the direction of the Jialing Pass city wall, where the sacrificial hall was located.
"He will definitely have a place on the next power ranking."
"even..."
Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes slightly.
"It might even reach the top spot."
If that happens, the situation on the mainland will likely change drastically.
...
Outside Tiandou City.
Three figures were rapidly passing by at low altitude.
The silver-haired, purple-eyed woman at the head of the group suddenly stopped in mid-air.
It was none other than the Silver Dragon King, Gu Yuena.
Behind her, Di Tian and Bi Ji also stopped immediately.
"My lord, what's wrong?"
Di Tian asked respectfully.
Gu Yuena didn't turn around, but simply raised her long neck, her purple eyes fixed on the sky.
"The number one on the Martial Soul Ranking, the Nine-Colored Blue Silver Grass?"
Her voice carried a hint of surprise, but even more so, a tremor that came from the depths of her soul.
"I never expected it to be this martial soul."
Gu Yuena sighed softly.
"No wonder it ranks higher than my Silver Dragon King Martial Soul."
"No wonder even that arrogant dragon god was slightly inferior."
Upon hearing this, Di Tian and Bi Ji exchanged a glance, both seeing the confusion in each other's eyes.
In their understanding, the Dragon God is the most powerful being in the world.
Even the Golden Dragon King and the Silver Dragon King, after their split, were still overlords standing at the pinnacle of all living beings.
A blade of grass?
Even if it's nine-colored, can it be more noble than a dragon?
"My lord, is this martial spirit very strong?"
Brigitte couldn't help but ask.
"It's just a blade of grass. Even if it's mutated, it shouldn't be able to overpower your original form, right?"
Gu Yuena turned around, looked at her two subordinates who had followed her for many years, and shook her head slightly.
"You don't understand."
She stretched out her slender finger, pointing to the earth beneath her feet and then to the sky above her head.
"In the beginning of time, the universe was in chaos."
"Back then, there was no God Realm, no Douluo Star, and no Dragon God."
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