Chapter 133 Lu Ming Makes His Move! The Power of Blue Silver Grass! A Creator Being!
And in the center of these ice sculptures.
A young man dressed in black stood quietly.
He had a handsome face and an otherworldly air, yet he showed no sign of panic despite the dire situation he was in.
It was Lu Ming.
Opposite him, Shui Bing'er, dressed in an ice-blue long dress, walked slowly towards him.
She wore a sweet smile, but a dangerous glint flickered deep within her beautiful eyes.
What if I say no?
Lu Ming looked at the approaching girl, his tone indifferent, as if he were saying that the weather was nice today.
Shui Bing'er covered her mouth and smiled, then gracefully walked towards Lu Ming.
With each step she took, the ice beneath her feet spread, making a "crackling" sound.
"Master, please stop struggling."
"Look around, Ye Lingling and the others have all been frozen solid."
"You are now isolated and helpless, and are no match for me at all."
Shui Bing'er stopped three feet in front of Lu Ming, tilting her head slightly, her eyes filled with a sickly infatuation.
"Master, don't be afraid."
"As long as you don't run away and stay by my side obediently."
"I will always be your good disciple!"
"Whatever you want, your disciple will get it for you!"
"Whether it's power, status, or women... Of course, I can only be one woman."
Just as tensions were about to rise...
Above the sky, the weather suddenly changed.
The sky that was originally displaying Ye Lingling's ranking was suddenly replaced by a dazzling nine-colored light.
The light was so intense that it pierced through the dense canopy of the Starry Sky Forest, illuminating this icy world.
Shui Bing'er subconsciously looked up.
"The number one on the Martial Soul Ranking, the Nine-Colored Blue Silver Grass?"
Her brows furrowed slightly, and the madness in her eyes faded a little, replaced by confusion.
"This is also Blue Silver Grass?"
"How can a useless martial soul like Blue Silver Grass be ranked first?"
Shui Bing'er glanced at Lu Ming, then at the sky.
"Never heard of it."
"I don't know why this martial spirit is ranked first. Is it even stronger than my Ice Phoenix?"
Lu Ming stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the small blade of grass swaying in the wind against the sky.
That was a perfect masterpiece that he had spent countless years cultivating.
"I know about this martial spirit."
Lu Ming's voice remained calm, revealing neither joy nor sorrow.
Shui Bing'er was taken aback, then turned her head with great interest.
"oh?"
"Master, do you know?"
She took a step forward, almost touching Lu Ming, her breath sweet as orchids.
"Then Master, please tell your disciple what makes this martial spirit so powerful?"
"Why were you able to surpass all others and rank first?"
Lu Ming did not back down, but simply watched her quietly.
"First came the nine colors, then came the heavens, and the Dragon God came even later."
These words, like a resounding bell, echoed through the silent, icy world.
Shui Bing'er's smile froze.
She blinked, seemingly not understanding the meaning of those words.
"What's the meaning?"
Lu Ming slowly began to speak, recounting the secrets that Gu Yuena had mentioned earlier in simpler and more straightforward language.
In the beginning of chaos.
The Grass of Creation.
To give birth to stars.
"...Therefore, it is a creation-level existence, the beginning of all things."
After hearing Lu Ming's story, Shui Bing'er's first reaction was to laugh.
"How is that possible?"
"Master, even if you want to lie to me, at least make up a plausible story."
Shui Bing'er shook her head, her face full of disbelief.
"How could there be such a powerful martial soul?"
"Moreover, you yourself said that this is a primordial being."
"Since they are creation beings, how could anyone possibly awaken to their true nature?"
Shui Bing'er's suspicion grew stronger as she stared into Lu Ming's eyes, as if trying to see through his heart.
"Teacher, are you trying to distract me so you can run away?"
"I advise you to give up on that idea."
Lu Ming remained calm and unconcerned about Shui Bing'er's doubts.
"Awakening is naturally impossible."
"A mortal body cannot bear the cause and effect of creation."
At this point, Lu Ming paused, his gaze becoming profound.
"But it can evolve."
"Through the evolution of martial spirit, the bloodline is purified step by step, returning to its original state."
Shui Bing'er shook her head again, even finding it somewhat amusing.
"Master, what you're saying is getting more and more outrageous."
"evolution?"
"How could anyone evolve such a powerful martial soul?"
"This is too unbelievable, it's simply a fantasy."
However.
The moment she finished speaking.
The scene above the sky changed once again.
Lines of golden text, like irrefutable evidence, appeared before everyone's eyes.
[Evolution Path: Blue Silver Grass → ... → Nine-Colored Blue Silver Grass]
Shui Bing'er's smile froze instantly.
She suddenly looked up and stared intently at the sky.
"this..."
"So it really did evolve from the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul!"
Shui Bing'er felt her worldview was collapsing.
She had just been confidently saying that her master was lying, but in the blink of an eye, Tianmu proved her wrong.
"and..."
She saw the comment about rank.
[This can be considered a creation-level martial soul; even the Dragon God martial soul falls slightly short.]
"It really is a Creation Martial Soul!"
"It's even stronger than the Dragon God Martial Soul!"
Shui Bing'er was so shocked that she took two steps back, staring at the line of text in disbelief.
"Such a powerful martial spirit really exists in the world?!"
Her previous pride suddenly seemed somewhat laughable in the face of such a terrifying martial spirit.
"Who exactly possesses this martial spirit?"
Shui Bing'er muttered to herself.
Outside Jialing Pass, the cold wind howled.
In the icy world surrounding the Star Dou Great Forest, the atmosphere was unusually eerie.
Shui Bing'er stared blankly at the lines of text about the evolution of martial souls on the sky, her breathing becoming somewhat rapid.
That series of evolutionary paths, each arrow representing a defying fate.
From the humblest Blue Silver Grass, it gradually ascended to the world-class Nine-Colored Blue Silver Grass.
Shui Bing'er looked at the man standing in front of her with his hands behind his back and a calm expression, and her heart was filled with turbulent waves.
"teacher..."
She couldn't help but speak, her voice trembling slightly.
"You're really amazing."
"You know even these ancient secrets, even these evolutionary paths that have long since disappeared into the river of history."
Shui Bing'er took a deep breath to calm her turbulent emotions.
She thought of that highly respected master in the world of Soul Masters.
"That so-called Yu Xiaogang keeps saying 'There are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters.'"
"But he studied it his whole life and all he came up with were some superficial theories. He couldn't even break through to level 30."
Shui Bing'er curled her lips into a disdainful smile.
"While that guy was still figuring out how to make the Blue Silver Grass entwine more tightly, you, teacher, already knew the path of Blue Silver Grass to creation."
"That fraudster isn't even worthy to carry your shoes!"
Her words came from the bottom of her heart.
In front of Lu Ming, the so-called theoretical master was simply a joke.
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