Douluo: Martial Soul Research Diary

Chapter 623 Lotus, Lotus Leaves, Lotus Root
Douluo Continent, Star Dou Forest.

At the center of the world, a figure stands in the void, surrounded by boundless soul power and countless beliefs.

As if sensing something, everyone on Douluo Continent looked up at the sky at the same time, looking at the powerful figure shrouded in mist.

"There."

Bibi Dong covered her lips.

"The heart of the Star Dou Great Forest—we all know who it is without even guessing!"

Qian Renxue slowly walked out, her body wrapped in a radiant golden angel suit. Her face was still stunningly beautiful, but the arrogance hidden in her expression had vanished.

She had always wanted to ask, "Why?"

"I am a genius with innate level 20 soul power, a leader unmatched in the world. I still remember when I first met Han Tao, he was still troubled by breaking through level 20. But why?"

"Now, I can't even see his back."

The shrine of the Martial Soul Empire opened, and Qian Daoliu slowly walked to the side and rubbed her head.

Qian Renxue glanced innocently at her grandfather, then adopted a well-behaved demeanor, her tone slightly spoiled, "Grandpa, I am already a god!"

Qian Daoliu avoided Qian Renxue's gaze and said with a hint of comfort, "Han Tao is a rare genius, one that cannot be found in thousands, even tens of thousands of years."

"To be in the same era as Han Tao is the tragedy of genius, but also the greatest romance of the powerful."

He paused as he spoke.

The previous generation's genius, and his two partners.

Tang Chen has already died at Bibi Dong's hands, and Poseidon died because she could not bear the descent of the sea god. Although this has nothing to do with Han Tao, how can it be said that there is no connection?

"Grandpa, you're not thinking about revenge, are you?"

Qian Renxue raised her voice slightly, "I advise you to give up this idea, or even think about it, because you can't hide from Han Tao's illusion."

"I never thought about revenge."

Qian Daoliu sighed deeply.

"However, do you remember the deal we made with Han Tao?"

"We helped him evolve Blue Silver Grass, and Han Tao provided us with 1/10 of the Blue Silver Clan's Faith Power. It seems that Han Tao has not kept his promise regarding this."

Before he could finish speaking, Han Tao's voice rang out, resounding deep within Qian Daoliu's heart.

Under the Eye of Time, the voices of the entire plane were under Han Tao's control, but most of the complex information was not worth Han Tao's consideration and was usually ignored.

"Qian Daoliu, you're talking nonsense!"

Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu immediately took two steps back, stood up with a look of fear on his face, and asked, "Han Tao, isn't that right?"

"Humph!"

Han Tao smiled dismissively, "I have always kept my promise, and even now, when I desperately need the power of faith, I have never lacked it for you."

Qian Renxue tugged at her grandfather's hand, her tone humble, almost unlike that of a deity.

"That's true. Han Tao gives a portion of his faith every year."

"However, the faith he gives us is far less than one-tenth of the power of faith he wields."

Thousands of miles away, Han Tao's Eyes of Time saw Qian Renxue's peerless face and heard her questioning tone, which she was trying to suppress.

Therefore, an explanation was given:
"I gave you the correct share!"

"You think one-tenth of the faith power of the Blue Silver Clan in Douluo Continent is not enough? It's because I control more than one clan."

"The Aberrant Flower Clan of the Slaughter City, the Blue Silver Clan of the Sun and Moon Continent, the Blue Silver Emperor Clan of the Douluo Continent, and the Starry Blue Silver Grass Sequence of the Star Luo Empire."

"The power of faith provided by spirits, the power of faith born in the past, and the power of faith from other races—these are not part of my promise."

In the Douluo Continent, the power of faith of the Blue Silver Clan is woven together.

These only account for four-thousandths of Han Tao's remaining faith. "Fulfilling a promise cannot come at the cost of sacrificing one's own growth, which is something Han Tao cannot tolerate."

Even so
Even a mere four-thousandths of their total power surpasses the combined faith power of humanity in the Douluo Continent. The Blue Silver Clan's strength now surpasses everything; Qian Daoliu should be satisfied. "Qian Daoliu"

Han Tao had done a portrait sketch of him, "Qian Daoliu is neither such a greedy person nor a fool, so why?"

"Uh," Qian Renxue lowered her head, "we were being unreasonable!"

She tugged at her grandfather's finger again, but he remained unmoved, only letting out a soft hum.

"Han Tao, this is a deal!"

"While you provide me with Blue Silver Faith, I also need to evolve an equivalent Blue Silver Grass for you. Take a look, what is this!"

Of the 200 sets of Blue Silver Flower Cups, 174 sets perished, while the remaining Blue Silver Grass gave rise to new possibilities.

Guided by Qian Daoliu, Han Tao saw clearly the flower cup under his finger, which presented the world in a composite form.

They are the sun-facing lotus, representing the golden radiance of the sun, and the lotus leaf, which controls rivers and rain.

"Um"

"Blue Silver Grass, which combines the essence of both sunlight and rain, is a martial soul."

Located millions of miles away, at the edge of Han Tao's fingertip, an identical lotus flower and lotus leaves evolved.

The fusion of two martial soul essences has already reached a high level of 1.0 in terms of strength. It is the result of Qian Daoliu's countless efforts and deserves to be rewarded.

"Han Tao, I know your breakthrough requires the power of faith, and I'm not so arrogant as to ask you to provide the power of faith now."

Han Tao: "Oh, so what do you want?"

"My bet is the future."

“When you no longer need the power of faith, you can provide Xue’er with 1/10 of the power of faith as payment for our current transaction.”

Han Tao remained silent, seemingly deep in thought or puzzled.

"What if this day never came?"

"What if I need the power of faith from beginning to end?"

Qian Daoliu laughed out loud, "Gods have long enough lifespans, and I believe Xue'er will be able to wait for that day."

"If that day never comes, or if you don't intend to keep your promise, I can't blame you for anything; it just means my bet has failed."

Qian Renxue looked up at the sky. Of course, she couldn't see Han Tao, but she knew that Han Tao could see her.

A hint of smugness flashed in her eyes, "Han Tao, you can't let us down."

"Fine."

"You're very smart, you're all very smart!"

Han Tao nodded slightly.

"Lotus flower, lotus leaf"

The Blue Silver Grass's evolution under Qian Daoliu's guidance was not perfect. This martial soul only contained two of the Blue Silver Clan's fundamental elements, and its strength was just barely at (1.0).

"With all due respect, they're starting to fall behind the growth of their population."

"But this does not mean that this martial soul is meaningless, or that the evolution path of this Blue Silver Grass is meaningless. It plays a vital role in the construction of the entire clan and even the entire realm."

Han Tao's fingers swayed gently.

Lotus roots from the earth, lotus leaves from the clear lake, and lotus flowers facing the sun, like three stars swaying together, flowing like a poem.

"Martial spirit foundation"

It evolved from two foundations into three-dimensional foundations, and its strength is close to perfect within the 1.0 range.

Han Tao arrived at the Starlight Altar once again, gazing up at the fireworks falling from the starlight.

Once again, the flower of aberration is guided by the deep sequence of genes, leading the three complex elements of "lotus flower, lotus leaf, and lotus root" toward a high value of 1.2, reaching the ultimate understanding that can be achieved at this moment.

(End of this chapter)