Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass, Simulating Godhood

"Ah Liang!"

You turn around and see Dugu Yan running towards you quickly, wearing an outer robe. Her long, dark purple hair is still a little disheveled, clearly startled by your movements. She stops in front of you, slightly out of breath, looks at you for a moment, and says with a hint of displeasure, "Why didn't you say goodbye before leaving?"

You smiled and said, "I didn't want to wake you. Besides, I'll be back. There are still so many magical herbs here that we haven't finished eating; we have to leave something to remember us by."

Dugu Yan pursed her lips, but the concern in her eyes was undisguised. She took out a small, dark green whistle from her waist and placed it in your hand: "Take this. It's a soul-guiding whistle made by my grandfather. If you encounter a danger that you can't handle, just blow it. It can be heard within a hundred miles, and my grandfather and I will rush there as quickly as possible."

You looked down at the dark green whistle in your palm, a warmth spreading through your heart. You carefully tucked it into your pocket: "Thanks, Yanyan."

Dugu Yan snorted, turned her head away, and said in a deliberately nonchalant tone, "Just don't die. I haven't settled the score with you for stealing the immortal herb yet."

You couldn't help but laugh out loud, turned around, waved, and strode into the narrow passage, quickly disappearing behind the mountain wall.

Emerging from the Sunset Forest, you find yourself once again in the vast expanse of nature. The autumn wind brushes your cheeks, carrying the dry scent of grass and trees. You take a deep breath, feeling a long-lost sense of freedom and openness. While the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire is comfortable, it is ultimately just a confined little world. Your stage lies across the entire continent.

You took out the map and examined it for a moment. After some thought, you decided to head towards the Star Dou Great Forest first. Although you had already acquired three spirit rings there, the Star Dou Great Forest was far larger than the Sunset Forest, and it still contained many unexplored areas where you might find a suitable target for your fifth spirit ring. You wouldn't be idle along the way either; the immortal herbs in your Ruyi Hundred Treasures Pouch could be slowly consumed and refined. With each herb you digested, your foundation would become more solid.

You've chosen your direction and taken your first step. Level 50 soul power slowly circulates within you, enhancing your legs and making you several times faster than an ordinary person. The wind whistles past your ears, and the trees on either side rush by. Your future plans unfold in your mind: after the fifth soul ring comes Soul Emperor, Soul Saint, Soul Douluo, Title Douluo… Each step requires carefully selecting high-quality soul rings to unleash the full potential of the Blue Silver Emperor.

[You're not a greedy person, but with the system, the Blue Silver Emperor, and the foundation of a 100,000-year-old Golden Ancient Tree soul ring, your ambition has unknowingly swelled. Since heaven has given you a second chance, your goal shouldn't just be to survive, but to stand at the pinnacle of this world, and even surpass that pinnacle.]

As night deepened, you stopped at a sheltered spot halfway up a mountain. You sat cross-legged, took a small piece of Grade Nine Purple Ganoderma from your magic pouch, put it in your mouth, closed your eyes, and began to refine it. The medicinal power transformed into a warm current flowing into your meridians, and your soul power slowly but steadily rose. A peaceful smile appeared on your lips. The road ahead was long, but you had plenty of time and patience.

The simulation is still ongoing.

After leaving Sunset Forest, you traveled southeast. This time, you avoided the main roads and towns, deliberately choosing a secluded, desolate route. The Golden Blue Silver Emperor's perception stretched like an invisible net, constantly extending in all directions, capturing the aura fluctuations of all surrounding plant-based life forms. You paused every so often to carefully discern the feedback, searching for those of your kind that were old enough and possessed sufficiently strong auras.

This departure lasted for a full month.

You crossed several mountain ranges and traversed numerous desolate wastelands, encountering fewer and fewer villages along the way, until finally all signs of human habitation disappeared completely. The markings on the map grew increasingly blurred; the names of the mountains and rivers could not be found on your parchment scroll, clearly indicating that you had far exceeded the coverage of a standard map.

But you did not back down. The pull of the Blue Silver Emperor grew stronger, an inexplicable intuition telling you that something awaited you ahead—a call from the very essence of life, ancient and profound, as if something dormant for millennia was slowly awakening.

On the twenty-third day, you entered a primeval forest you had never seen before. The trees here were astonishingly tall, each requiring several people to encircle its trunk. Their canopies blocked out the sun, cutting the sunlight into countless tiny spots that dappled the ground. The air was filled with a damp, decaying scent, and beneath your feet lay a thick layer of fallen leaves, soft and yielding as if walking on cotton. You noticed a strange phenomenon—there were no animal sounds, no birdsong, no insect chirps, and even the rustling of the wind through the leaves sounded unusually muffled, as if the entire forest was holding its breath.

You slowed your pace, maximizing your perception of the Golden Blue Silver Emperor. The deeper you went, the stronger the pull became, and a faint, sweet fragrance began to fill the air. The scent was subtle, yet incredibly alluring, like an irresistible temptation beckoning you. You frowned slightly, a hint of wariness creeping into your heart, but you didn't stop.

After walking for about an hour, the scenery suddenly changed. The ancient trees that blocked out the sky parted to the sides, revealing a straight passage leading forward. At the end of the passage, a semi-transparent light curtain rippled slightly, like ripples on the surface of water. You stood before the light curtain, hesitated for a moment, and then reached out and gently touched it.

The moment your fingertip touched the light screen, a powerful suction pulled you in. A dizzying sensation followed, and when your vision cleared, you found yourself in a completely different world.

This is a vast and boundless space. Above you is a deep purple sky, and beneath your feet is a ground that emits a faint fluorescent glow. Countless strange plants grow wildly in this space, some as translucent as coral, others as enormous and eerie as mushrooms. The air is filled with a sweet fragrance a hundred times stronger than before. You immediately realize that this is an imaginary space, an independent domain constructed by some extremely powerful being using its own power.

In the center of this space, an enormous, breathtaking plant stood silently.

It was a gigantic flower, entirely dark purple, with a thick, pillar-like stem several meters tall. At its tip was a massive bud, as grotesque as a demon's head, its petals layered upon each other, their edges shimmering with an eerie, ghostly green glow. The bud trembled slightly, emitting visible rings of spiritual energy; the sweet fragrance emanated from it.

You stare at that giant flower, and a name comes to mind.

【Corpse-scented devil's tongue.】

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