In Douluo Continent, I saved Zhu Zhuqing at the beginning.

Never mind. It's definitely not human speech; even the gods couldn't utter such Versailles-like words.

To put it bluntly, if Qian Daoliu had offered a jar of soil as a sacrifice back then, the God of Angels would surely have bestowed upon him a divine artifact.

You should know that if you can absorb and extract the laws contained in the divine soil, even the power of a god can be enhanced.

Now, he's going to use this to cultivate a Blue Silver Grass.

The "True God is no match for Grass" series.

Lin Yan smiled when he saw this, thinking that Qian Daoliu thought he was making a mountain out of a molehill.

But he didn't think that way.

For a thousand years, Big Black, Little Black, Little Loach, and others have been more than just pets; they've been friends.

Although Blue Silver Grass can survive simply by being left on the ground, this is the first gift Little Black has given me, so it has to be precious, right?

Life needs a sense of ritual.

Lin Yan first loosened the soil with his hands before planting the blue silver grass.

Qian Daoliu's lips twitched almost imperceptibly.

Blue Silvergrass, you've done it! This is definitely the most glorious moment of your life.

However, he felt he had spoken too soon.

Lin Yan's next actions showed Qian Daoliu what heartbreak truly meant.

Lin Yan turned around and went to the water vat, scooped up a little water, and gently poured it into the earthenware pot.

In no time, the cracked soil became damp.

Qian Daoliu's lips twitched.

This water has been purified by a magical water purifier. An ordinary person could easily live ten or twenty years longer just by drinking a sip of this water.

Even if a Soul Master drinks it, their Soul Power will increase significantly, achieving the effect of cleansing the marrow and rejuvenating the essence.

I usually drink water when the boss isn't around.

Do you know why?

It's not because I'm planning to do anything behind the scenes.

It's because they don't want the big boss to see them, so as not to waste the act of licking the glass.

That's too shameful.

But what about now?

The water that I painstakingly saved up and was reluctant to drink was used by the big boss to irrigate weeds.

Wasteful, that's a crime.

A thousand streams flow, a single gust of wind brings a heart-wrenching pain.

Even after saving so many days, I'm afraid I still can't save as much as the big shots waste in one go.

He glanced at the Titan Ape with a hint of reproach.

What a waste... It's all your fault, you spendthrift! You had to bring me a common blue silver grass. I would have felt better if you had given me some expensive flowers.

At this moment, he was like an old butler who was worrying himself sick over the spendthrift young master.

But what he got in return was a big eye roll from Erming.

The meaning is quite clear.

"You don't know anything."

"You! If I weren't weaker than you right now, I would definitely show you why monkey butts are so red! Really!"

The thousand streams of energy trembled.

"Ah, this feels so good. Master... a little more..." Agin groaned comfortably.

The sound made Erming's face turn completely black. Here we go again…

"Huh? Why does this plant seem to be trembling? Is the wind picking up?"

Suddenly, Lin muttered to himself, but didn't pay much attention. He casually placed the pottery jar on the table in the courtyard.

"It's just that the soil has been sitting for too long and is too dry. It needs to be watered more to loosen the soil and make it perfect for the Blue Silver Grass to grow."

Everyone says that the Blue Silver Grass is incredibly resilient; it can even survive if left on the ground. But Lin Yan still intends to pamper it and provide it with a good living environment.

After all, it has commemorative value.

It also needs to be watered, and irrigated?

These words nearly made Qian Daoliu's heart stop beating, and he almost died on the spot.

Are you the devil? Do you know how much holy water this will waste?

Sin ah.

"Great Master, I'm going to take Little Black to the backyard to tend the orchard now. Don't just focus on sweeping. If it's convenient, water this grass every now and then."

Ah... why did you put the burden of this terrible mess on my fragile shoulders?!

But you can't refuse.

Qian Daoliu nodded with tears in his eyes. "No problem. Don't worry."

"it is good."

Lin Yan smiled and left with Er Ming.

Qian Daoliu was stunned for a moment, but he had to do it no matter how heartbroken he was.

Thinking about it, he went to scoop water from the water tank again.

However, when he turned around, he noticed something was wrong.

This grass is not simple.

Qian Daoliu's eyes widened as the soul power filling the courtyard frantically converged towards the Blue Silver Grass.

One hundred years...

A thousand years...

Ten thousand years...

.........

This left Qian Daoliu stunned.

In a short time, the Blue Silver Grass had accumulated ten thousand years of cultivation. Moreover, he discovered that there were golden patterns on its meridians.

He knew all too well what that meant.

This is the emperor of the Blue Silver Clan!

Unexpectedly, after so many years, a new emperor has emerged.

As for the Blue Silver Emperor, Qian Daoliu smiled and remained silent. The evidence that his Spirit Hall had collected showed that Tang Hao had deliberately leaked the traces.

Since the Blue Silver Emperor has sacrificed itself, even if it still has a glimmer of hope, it is destined not to live long.

At the same time, he understood.

No wonder Erming gave the Blue Silver Grass as a gift; it won't be long before another terrifying Soul Beast Overlord appears.

However, a future hegemon is still worth cultivating.

Presumably, Mr. Lin had already noticed the abnormality of this plant, which is why he spared no expense in planting and irrigating it with sacred soil and water.

Now, Qian Daoliu felt that Lin Yan's actions were not excessive at all.

The vision of a master is something that someone of my lowly level can never compare to.

Chapter 142 Reunion, Shrek

Meanwhile, outside the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy, a team of people arrived.

However, apart from one tall girl in a pink dress, everyone else was male. They varied in age.

"This time, the dean has secured this opportunity for us to come here to study, and I hope you will cherish it."

Zhao Wuji said in a gruff voice.

He has mentored many students, but this year's class is the worst.

Currently, the only trainees are Tang San, Xiao Wu, Ma Hongjun, Oscar…

To put it bluntly, there are more teachers than students.

Normally, this would be bad enough, but this year is different. The All-Continent Soul Master Tournament is about to be held, and Shrek Academy wants to participate, but it can't even gather enough team members.

The only saving grace is that there is still a way out.

Through Qin Ming, a student who had previously graduated from Shrek Academy, Flander secured the opportunity for them to integrate into the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy.

Today is Shrek's reporting day.

Before long, a tall, handsome young man appeared, followed by several teachers who were also wearing the uniforms of the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy.

"Teacher Zhao, you've arrived."

The speaker was Qin Ming, Shrek's most outstanding genius student.

Now, he is a Soul Emperor level 60+ powerhouse.

To put it bluntly, without any special advantages, few members of the main cast could achieve as much as him.

"Qin Ming, you've really made something of yourself. I bet you'll become a Title Douluo before you're even sixty."

Zhao Wuji laughed.

These words drew silent criticism from several teachers behind Qin Ming.

Isn't this already a well-established fact?

"Haha, I found Teacher Liao Zan. I heard from the dean that you're already level 80! That's amazing!"