Douluo: Martial Soul Research Diary

Chapter 531 Leaf of Destiny
The Dark Blue Silver Grass, which had just evolved to its ultimate form, could no longer reach the terrifying toxins of "Paraquat" after it had devoured the "toxins" and "bloodline" within the old Blue Silver Emperor.

Death, decay, turning to dust.

"Sacrifice is inevitable!"

"Your sacrifices have perfected my martial spirit. I will remember your evolutionary path and await the next successor!"

With a sigh, Han Tao did not dwell on it.

Looking ahead, a brand new, dazzling flower was born from the decaying body of the old Blue Silver Emperor amidst the scattered dust of the ultimate dark Blue Silver Grass.

Sit down and tap the babbling brook in the crevices of the mountain rocks; the raindrops drip down your skin.

"The form of the Blue Silver Demon King."

"Perhaps the former Blue Silver Emperor can give me the answer."

Aze was its former name.

However, the myriad soul beasts of the Sun and Moon Continent generally use honorifics when communicating with it, causing it to almost forget its own name.

Its body is surrounded by three leaves, and the central bud is a tiny, glistening reflection.

"Aze?"

"Could you tell me why you used a trefoil structure?"

Han Tao looked somewhat hesitant.

Because of uncertainty.
Was it a three-leaf shape chosen out of necessity due to ignorance of the nine-leaf structure, or a final draft determined after repeated deliberation and consideration?

"Clearly, it's the latter!"

"If you don't understand the nine-leaf structure, how could you possibly grasp the foundation that I cannot break?"

Before long, Han Tao came to a conclusion.

Aze harbored a mixture of hatred and helplessness in the face of overwhelming strength, but he managed to suppress it all well, hiding it deep within his heart.

"Han Tao, I'm not like you!"

"Your Blue Silver Emperor takes a group approach and needs more leaves to coordinate with the macro."

The macroscopic nine leaves represent a unified group.

The Blue Silver Emperor can mobilize the power of the entire race to resist external attacks that are impossible to resist, such as heavenly tribulations and divine punishment.

Aze emphasized, "I prefer the evolution of the Lone Wolf principle."

"Everything revolves around my own needs and adaptation. The Blue Silver Clan is merely a medium that provides me with foundation and reference."

"Han Tao, I can't be like you, always treating myself as the tribe's caretaker and protector."

Selfishness is its only explanation.

However, Han Tao did not comment on this, because each soul beast's talent, experiences, and fortune are completely different.

They will naturally develop their own evolutionary paths, and diversity is actually beneficial to the entire population.

"Three leaves, the colors of which are red, gold and blue respectively."

What power do they each represent?

Han Tao traced the answer back to the source.

The Blue Silver Sovereign's Eye guided spiritual power and vision, penetrating its body and comprehending its inner workings beneath the microscopic structure.

“Golden grass leaves represent bloodline.”

"Blue blades of grass, bearing the thunder."

"Red grass leaves."

After looking around for a long time, Han Tao still couldn't get an answer.

"Hmph, how ignorant!"

Aze proudly turned his head away: "You can only see the most superficial part of my body structure; you cannot appreciate the charm of the system."

"What do you mean?"

Han Tao raised an eyebrow.

Aze, with a somewhat know-it-all attitude, said, "The blue leaves are what I picked from the Thunderous Hell Vine, and lightning can help bloodline evolution."

"It is accompanied by golden leaves, forming its own bloodline tempering system."

Han Tao neither confirmed nor denied it.

However, Han Tao sensed that it held more answers, so he deliberately provoked it.

"That's it? I thought it was something more?"

"It's just a system of bloodlines and lightning. I suppose only naive soul beasts would treat it as a system and treat it with relish." Soul beasts don't have complicated thoughts. At least they're not as slow and deliberate as humans, nor do they devise all sorts of plans and conspiracies.

Hearing the contemptuous mockery, it seemed to have its sore spot touched, and it roared in anger, breaking down in defense.

"What do you know?"

It trembled its red leaves arrogantly and coldly proclaimed, "Do you see this red leaf?"

"Of course!" Han Tao nodded. "It's just an ordinary leaf, but with a few touches of red, it looks a bit more beautiful."

"You know nothing!"

Aze cursed, "It's a leaf of destiny; it can gather my destiny power and then take effect at crucial moments."

"Take control of your own destiny!"

Within the illusion, Han Tao memorized the term.

Its abilities are limited; it cannot influence the mysterious forces of fate between heaven and earth, but it can influence its own forces of fate.

In ordinary times, the power of fortune is gathered into the grass leaves, waiting to be used at a critical moment.

"Under normal circumstances, even without the help of good fortune, one won't be too unlucky."

"But during the bloodline evolution, at the crucial moment of successful adaptation, if there is the help of accumulated luck, perhaps everything will be completely different!"

Examine this red leaf.

After a long while, Han Tao turned to the body of the Blue Silver Emperor.

"So, it seems that your ability to evolve dew and counteract the special structure of mental explosion was achieved by borrowing the power of red leaves?"

"Yes!"

Blue Silver Emperor did not refute: "It is precisely because of its birth that my fortune of the past thousand years has been completely exhausted."

"That's why I felt so defeated and powerless when faced with your paraquat!"

It is trying to justify itself, but perhaps it's not a reason, but a fact.

The red leaves are rather dull.

"Blue Silver Emperor, you are very clever!"

Han Tao praised you, saying, "Even when you were facing certain death, you managed to find a way to survive, which forced me to change my mind."

Blue Silver Emperor was not angered by his own words.

It deliberately told me these things, merely to take advantage of the situation and use anger to find a way out of this predicament.

"Human Soul Master, human powerhouse, I know you want to use me!"

"I am willing to help you, and I am willing to help the entire tribe find a way to combat paraquat, but all of this will take time!"

Over hundreds of thousands of years, by harnessing the power of destiny, they have developed resistance in one field after another.

Based on the concept of destiny, a three-lobed structure of thunder and bloodline is constructed.

"Oh, wait a minute!"

"It is no longer a complete trefoil structure; it has mastered the transformative law of spiritual power that allows one to gaze into the distance."

It is moving towards perfection, steadily advancing, and perhaps one day it will reach the other side.

Unfortunately, all of this became a stepping stone for Han Tao.

Han Tao asked, "How long will it take?"

"How long does it take to accumulate enough luck to achieve the results of an evolution?"

Aze fell silent.

Soul beasts and soul masters have completely different concepts of time.

A hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years, a hundred thousand years—to a soul beast, these are but a fleeting moment, yet to a soul master, they represent an inexhaustible lifetime.

Aze gritted his teeth: "One thousand years!"

"It will take at least a thousand years for me to accumulate enough power to evolve the answer you desire!"

"A thousand years?"

"Or at least a thousand years. Do you know how long my lifespan is?"

Han Tao expressed slight dissatisfaction.

Through the illusion, one comes to understand the truth beneath its words, and the truth is as bleak as expected.

(End of this chapter)