Douluo: Martial Soul Research Diary

Chapter 553 Blue Silver Scepter
"The Blue Silver King has taken over the core ranks of the Blue Silver Clan?"

"Because of the uniqueness of the core sequence, once the Blue Silver Priest has already existed, no second Blue Silver Priest will be born in the entire Blue Silver Clan."

Dimensional consciousness is the convergence of the wisdom of countless living beings, controlling the hidden trajectory of destiny in the world. It constantly observes everything that happens on the entire Douluo Star, including Douluo Continent, Seagod Island, Sun and Moon Continent, and the endless sea.
Yes, it looks down on Han Tao.

Like the light of a new star's birth, or the dazzling brilliance of a fleeting moment, it ultimately lacks a certain depth.

"What if it's a second tribe?"

"how is this possible?"

The plane's consciousness casually retorted: "Han Tao, who has already mastered the divine status, bestowed upon himself a second piece of Blue Silver Grass from the Blue Silver Clan of the Sun and Moon Continent, but this power is not something Han Tao could possess at the age of 6."

"The Blue Silver Priest will become an insurmountable barrier in front of Han Tao."

"How pathetic, how lamentable!"

It boasts that it has everything under control, and even if there are some setbacks along the way, it will eventually reach its destined end.

"Humph!"

Han Tao smiled unconsciously.

Before the blue-silver priest's scepter could be fully drawn, a chasm-like obstacle suddenly appeared.

"Blue Silver King, you've blocked my evolution!"

"That's all!"

The dimensional consciousness underestimated Han Tao, as well as the value of martial spirits and theories; this is an objective reality that transcends mere strength.

Tang San coldly retorted sarcastically, "What?"

"You don't actually think you have a chance to fight back in this situation, do you?"

The hidden arrow was tightly gripped in his palm, ready to be released.

Even though Tang San already had level 20 soul power, he still only believed in the hidden weapons in his hand, and only needed to wait for the divine light to dissipate.
"Dominator, emperor, and priest are the core sequence in the ethnic system."

"but me"

Han Tao paused for a moment: "When the divine spark was born, my understanding of martial spirits had already transcended the realm of race!"

"What do you mean?"

The scepter, transformed from a beast-spirit weapon, landed in the fingers of Han Tao's right hand.

"Sacrifice is the path that arose from serving the gods."

"When it reaches the divine level, the sacrifice has lost its meaning, therefore, it will exist as an independent divine artifact."

It is no longer the [Blue Silver Priest Scepter] for the "Blue Silver Priest" route, but rather the exclusive weapon of the Blue Silver God: [Blue Silver Scepter].

"Similar to the Asura Demon Sword and the Trident of the Sea God, it is a weapon unique to Blue Silver Grass."

Tang San smiled dismissively: "A scepter?"

"A weapon that can be called useless. It has neither the sharpness of a sword nor the initiative of a spear. It is just a ceremonial staff."

"Yes, ceremonial paraphernalia!"

Han Tao had no intention of continuing to explain to him.

With a gentle bend of his fingers, the shape of the Blue Silver Scepter slowly took form under the control of his will.

"Blue Silver Bamboo, 5*9 structural distribution".

"The totem pattern needs to be engraved, the faith gemstone needs to be matched, and at the same time, a place for the soul to reside needs to be arranged."

"It even requires the power of faith from a true believer."

The dimensional consciousness, suspended in the sky, paused for a moment amidst its gray-black phantom.

"If Han Tao wants to overcome the insurmountable barrier of the Blue Silver Sacrifice, there is only one path he can take!"

"It evolved into a scepter unique to the Blue Silver God, but... that's impossible. With the resources Han Tao had at the age of 6, how could he have forged a true divine artifact?"

"Sincere faith, ultimate form, gemstone-encased, textured engravings."

The difficulty here is beyond imagination.

"is it?"

Ning Rongrong smiled gently.

A breeze rustled through her light pink hair, and a butterfly that had been lingering for a long time fluttered into her palm, its peculiar pupils glancing over her unintentionally.

Ning Fengzhi's wrist

—That's where the soul tool is located.

"Rongrong, what's wrong?"

Ning Fengzhi frowned and asked, puzzled.

Rongrong revealed a mysterious smile: "Father's soul tool doesn't contain any strange things like hidden weapons, poisons, or adaptation potions. It only contains gold soul coins, silver soul coins, anonymous soul coin cards, high-grade minerals, and rare gems."

Ning Fengzhi is very greedy, extremely greedy, just like a businessman who is meticulous about every penny.

"Rare gemstones?"

"Rare gemstones!!!"

Ning Fengzhi and the consciousness of the plane paused, for they discerned a possibility from the past in Ning Rongrong's words. "The Stone that carries faith is indispensable for constructing the Blue Silver Scepter."

"Han Tao had thought of this long ago; he had anticipated this long ago; he had planned all of this!"

The figure of the dimensional consciousness was no longer as elegant as before, and there was a hint of mania and anger in its eyes.

Shouting and yelling, hysterical, doing whatever they want.

"Damn it!"

"Even if Han Tao obtains the gem that carries faith, so what? Constructing a divine artifact is not that simple. Han Tao is still far from it, far too far behind. The gap between them is insurmountable!"

Ye Lingling gently shook her head.

Her pure white dress accentuated her alluring and shapely curves, reflecting in her clear, bright eyes as she gazed upon the beautiful lake bathed in the silver moonlight and golden sunlight.

"This is the Valley of Love and Destiny!"

"Dimensional consciousness, do you know why Han Tao brought you to this place?"

The will of the plane remains silent.

In the Valley of Love and Destiny, one can undergo tests of love and sincerity to receive the gifts of the God of Love.

—Han Tao knew this all along, so why was he willing to come here to complete this fateful battle?
"Perhaps it's because of the resurrection of the divine light?" it asked in a hoarse voice.

"No, no!"

Ye Lingling retorted, "Because the Valley of Love and Destiny conceals the only two sincere beliefs within the historical lineage of the Blue Silver Clan!"

One is the red spider lily, representing a sincere faith born in later generations.

Another one is in Qiankun Wenqing Valley. It was "it" that Han Tao pursued that led him to the edge of Qiankun Wenqing Valley.

"What."

“That’s impossible, and it shouldn’t be. She’s already dead. I watched her die with my own eyes. How could she possibly have any true faith left behind?”

Having experienced the vastness of time, the dimensional consciousness naturally knows the origin of the "true faith" of the Blue Silver Clan.

As Ye Lingling recounted the story, Han Tao's crucial step clearly threw it into a state of panic.

"Stone of Faith, Sincere Faith"

"Not enough, far from enough. These things are insufficient for the creation of a divine artifact; something is still missing."

Heavy, undulating, and slightly out of breath.

After regaining its composure, it laughed for a long time, which then turned into a maniacal laugh.

"Hahahahahaha!"

"Soul residing and texture engraving are things Han Tao cannot achieve!"

"Given Han Tao's age of six, it's impossible for him to cultivate the Distraction Control Technique, let alone master the Divine Projection Technique. The so-called Ghost Vine Soul Bone Parasitism Technique is utter nonsense."

Its face was so dark it seemed to drip water, like a gloomy gray stained with ink, making Oscar beside it breathe heavily.

"Han Tao will ultimately fail!"

"He will fall before dawn, dying from the failure of the Blue Silver Scepter. Even if he tries his best all his life, he will not be able to cross the other side of reality."

This time, no one refuted the concept of dimensional consciousness.

Ning Rongrong and Ye Lingling fell silent, their gazes fixed on the spot where Han Tao had disappeared, seemingly waiting for the final outcome, or for someone's return.

A battlefield of life and death.

Mist, arena, and divine light intertwine in the narrow wasteland.

"Give up, you will fail in the end!"

The color of the resurrection light gradually dimmed, and Tang San in front of him was already impatient. He prayed and looked forward to the not-too-distant future.

—He seemed to have already seen Han Tao lying in a pool of blood, dying from his own hidden weapon.

Do you remember what I said?

Have you forgotten something?

—Forgotten?
—Something?
Remaining silent, Tang San followed the reminder and recalled what had happened not long ago: "Soul Masters who have experienced death can awaken their own special Martial Soul: Ghost!"

"What's the point?"

"At this stage, the power of an ultimate martial spirit cannot bridge the gap between us!"

Han Tao smiled silently.

Ghosts and phantoms exist between the body and the soul; they belong to both the physical martial spirit and the soul.

"And the significance of its birth and development is to become an appendage within the Blue Silver Scepter, where a soul resides."

The final piece of the puzzle slowly merged into the scepter in Han Tao's fingers, its "ghostly" shadows and obscurity outlining the curves unique to Blue Silver Grass.

So far
With its five key characteristics—scepter material, stone of faith, sincere faith, soul abode, and totem texture—it has been created in an unknown historical period, forming a weapon unique to the Blue Silver God.

[Blue Silver Scepter]

(End of this chapter)