Douluo Continent I: Martial Soul Demon Void Luo, adaptable to all things!

Mo Le also saw through Tang San's thoughts and shook his head.

"It's not that easy. Leaving the seed is only the first step in resurrection. Even if your mother is a 100,000-year-old soul beast, it will be difficult for her to recover on her own."

"No matter what, it requires the right timing, location, and people—all three working together. After all, bringing someone back from the dead is a very difficult thing."

"Um... to be honest, I don't really understand either."

"To give an example, imagine wanting a plant that still has a chance of survival to come back to life and be reborn."

"We need to find a place that's perfect for plant-type spirit beasts to live in. Or, once your Blue Silver Grass grows into the Blue Silver Emperor, you can infuse Auntie with life force; that should help with her recovery..."

Tang San, who was listening from the side, nodded without complaining. At least now he had a direction to strive for.

Tang Hao, who was hiding in the shadows, found Mo Le's words so reasonable and logical that he was also roused. He had been blinded by hatred for the Spirit Hall, and even when he saw that Tang San had great talent, his first reaction was only to take revenge on the Spirit Hall.

Those involved are often confused, while bystanders see things clearly. Now, Mo Le's words have awakened him, and hope has returned to his eyes.

Tang San's Blue Silver Grass, which can evolve into the Blue Silver Emperor, is now his only hope.

revenge?

It's more important to figure out how to revive Gintoki.

Being able to revive one's beloved is more important than anything else.

Therefore, Tang Hao secretly vowed that from now on he would stay close to Xiao San every step of the way, and anyone who dared to lay a hand on Xiao San would be prepared to eat his giant Sumeru hammer.

At the same time, Tang San nodded, secretly vowing to evolve his Blue Silver Grass into the Blue Silver Emperor and then help his mother return to normal.

As for places suitable for plant-type spirit beasts to live in, such auspicious places would definitely be suppressed by powerful figures, which is still somewhat unrealistic for him at the moment.

He then turned his head and looked at Mo Le solemnly.

"Thank you, Brother Le. From now on, no matter if you face mountains of knives or seas of fire, I, Tang San, will be there for you." (Does he love his brother more, or the gold?)

Mo Le raised an eyebrow after hearing this.

"What do you mean? So you were just watching me go through hell and high water?"

"what?"

Tang San looked embarrassed. No, the atmosphere I worked so hard to create, and you just ruined it like that?

In the blink of an eye, a year has passed.

one year later.

During this period, Tang San taught Mo Le the Xuan Tian Gong, and he also wanted to teach him the Purple Demon Eye and Ghost Shadow Tracking techniques.

Unfortunately, Mo Le couldn't use any of the Tang Clan's unique skills except for the Xuan Tian Gong.

Even the Xuan Yu Hand, a Tang Clan secret technique that increases hand defense, is not as convenient as letting Mo Le take a couple more hits and then adapt.

The mechanic thinks he's always got something going for him.

Mo Le's soul power has reached level 19. He only needs to level up one more to obtain his second soul ring. This time, he plans to get a thousand-year soul ring.

Similarly, under the invisible pressure brought by Mo Le's astonishing cultivation speed, Tang San's soul power also increased to level 16.

This was absolutely sensational news in the world of Soul Masters.

Although Soul Masters usually cultivate faster in the early stages, the higher the level, the slower the cultivation becomes.

However, no Soul Master has ever been able to advance from level 10 to level 16 in just one year in the early stages, let alone from level 10 to level 19.

Moreover, these two are only seven years old!

This is a monster!

They were just cultivating normally, without relying on any external assistance, such as medicinal baths or consuming the meat of top-tier soul beasts that contained soul power.

Later, Yu Xiaogang, who was also a master, approached Mo Le once to ask if he was interested in publishing a paper on the growth of plant-type soul masters.

Mo Le was stunned when he heard the news.

what?

me?

The mere mention of a thesis brought back memories of his past life, the time when he had to write a thesis to graduate, a period of constant revisions, with his supervisor never satisfied and requiring him to revise or even rewrite it.

It hurts, it hurts too much!

Originally, he planned to refuse, not wanting to do this lousy job.

However, through the master's explanation, Mo Le also gained a better understanding of the knowledge-sealing practices of large families, sects, and the Spirit Hall.

For him, the knowledge he possessed was mostly common sense, since he had studied it before.

For most people in Douluo Continent, probably 90%, the knowledge he possesses is truly a treasure!

As I said before, there's a lot of junk knowledge and pornography online. It won't make you smarter, but it can definitely broaden your horizons and expand the limits of your knowledge.

For him, it was a common occurrence; for others, it was a treasure they could only dream of for a lifetime.

Mo Le then agreed, since this amount of knowledge wasn't much to him anyway.

If it can be published, it can gain the support of some plant-type soul masters.

Why not do it?

If he doesn't publish it, someone else will eventually, so he might as well take the credit for himself first.

For Mo Le, this was practically free money.

He then wrote about strengthening parts of plants, such as roots, stems, leaves, flowers, fruits, and seeds, as well as some special plant cultivation directions in his paper.

This paper has also successfully amazed many plant-based soul masters in the soul master community.

After all, for plant-based soul masters without family lineage, Mo Le's thesis can serve as their lifelong career path.

Even Chrysanthemum Douluo of the Spirit Hall was intrigued after reading this paper and decided to go to Notting City to see what this Mo Le was all about.

However, since Mo Le's thesis was submitted with the help of a master, Bibi Dong would never allow Chrysanthemum Douluo to cause trouble in Notting City.

After learning about this incident, Mo Le, to express his gratitude to the master, provided the evolution suggestions for the master's martial soul, Luo Sanpao, from netizens who had come up with ingenious ideas on the internet in his previous life.

This suggestion originated from the speculations of netizens about Xiao Gang's martial soul in his previous life, and Mo Le was not sure whether it would be effective.

The general idea is that since Sanpao, as a detached beast spirit, can eat radishes, there's no reason why it can't eat other things.

Give him things like dragon blood and dragon meat, and maybe one day it will evolve and be able to summon the Golden Sacred Dragon without using a Martial Soul Fusion Technique.

Simply put, it's about improving one's physical condition through eating.

This viewpoint directly shocked Yu Xiaogang. He realized that he had always only fed Sanpao radishes, and all the resources he had used when he was young had been used on himself. He had never thought about the point made by Mo Le!

This rekindled his desire to become a Soul Master.

If everyone can cultivate immortality, who would still want to be an official?

Finally, to express his gratitude to Mo Le, he also stated that if Mo Le ever needs any help in the future, Yu Xiaogang would certainly do his duty without hesitation.

During this period, after receiving positive feedback and achieving results from his plant-related papers, Mo Le wrote a large number of more papers on various elements, artifacts, and the evolution and cultivation paths and viewpoints of beast martial spirits...

Mo Le directly became a Martial Soul Master in the world of Soul Masters.

Master Mo Le.

This made Tang San want to write a thesis, but because of Mo Le's terrifying cultivation talent and the pressure of cultivating his own level, he gave up and chose to cultivate instead.

Mo Le chose not to write about this.

Because he felt it was just so-so, nothing special. (A certain Mr. Ma: I've never been interested in money, I've never touched money.)

After a year of college life, the holiday has finally arrived.

"Finally, it's vacation time. I can learn more about what the college teaches by reading books on my own. It's such a waste of time."

Mo Le rested her head on her hands, somewhat complaining about the way the academy teachers taught, which was like teaching six-year-olds.

He decided to drop out of school, since the purpose of going to school is to learn knowledge, not to waste one's time.

Tang San chuckled softly upon hearing this.

"Brother Le, not everyone is as talented as you. You should be more considerate of others."

Mo Le nodded, and after thinking about it, he agreed. It was like a little rabbit who would doze off in class and then come to Tang San after class to ask him for help with a problem.

Thinking of this, Mo Le couldn't help but turn to look at the little rabbit hopping around behind Tang San.