Blue Silver Grass Strategy (Douluo Dalu Fiction)

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Three months later.

Spring plowing had long ended, and the scorching summer was about to give way to autumn, which was not far off.

During these three months, Ling Xiaoshan, Ling Yi's father, would take Zhang Xiaoyu and use the stems and leaves of 'Gray Rock Grass' to make long, thin ropes. They would set up hunting snares in the Periphery of the Forest to the north of the village.

In the span of three full months, they managed to catch one strangled Wild Rabbit and two live Wild Chickens.

Most of the harvest came in the first month. For the following two months, it seemed their luck ran out, or the animals in the Periphery of the Forest became more cunning, as they had no further substantial catches.

Fortunately, the two Wild Chickens were one rooster and one hen!

The strangled Wild Rabbit ended up in the bellies of the six members of the Ling and Zhang families. However, the two Wild Chickens, from spring to summer, laid two clutches of eggs. Apart from the dozen or so Wild Chicken eggs that were taken to supplement the nutrition of Ling Yi and Zhang Lei, the two little ones, there were now twenty Wild Chickens in total in the chicken coop built in a corner of the Ling family's courtyard—two adults and eighteen chicks!

In a few more days, once these chicks mature, the Ling family could proudly declare: egg freedom!

...

The sky was ablaze with golden sunlight, which fell upon an unremarkable little courtyard in the southwest corner of Mountain Sea Village.

What distinguished this ordinary courtyard from the others in the village was the expanse of blue within it.

At that moment, Ling Yi, wearing only a pair of scanty shorts, lay on his back on the grass in the center of the courtyard. Ignoring the 'Blue Silver Grass' leaves that rubbed against his tender skin, he inhaled the fresh scent of the garden and the earth beneath him. He felt the endless power of the sun cleansing him, his small body becoming increasingly pale in the sunlight, and his body temperature gradually rising.

His breathing was steady, his mind at peace, trying to blend with his surroundings, transcending the limits of his physical body, in the hope of achieving the legendary state of 'Harmony of Heaven and Man'.

As for the results...

They were virtually non-existent!

It couldn't be helped. Concepts like mind and spirit were profound, and in this world where cultivation was still in its primitive stages, even in the information explosion era of his previous life, Ling Yi only knew some terms and theories that seemed plausible but were not necessarily true.

As for the practical effects of these 'theories' in cultivation, they were clearly not as easy to achieve as Ling Yi had hoped.

Fortunately, this world truly had a path of cultivation, and what Ling Yi lacked was just a stepping stone, an opportunity to enter the door.

To be honest, although lying in the sun surrounded by 'Blue Silver Grass' brought no spiritual or mental gains, at least it was beneficial for the development and growth of his young body.

As for the initial expectations—insight into the mind, touching the soul, awakening spiritual power, and so on...

It was all up to fate!

In his youth, Ling Yi had watched a TV series where there was an ultimate skill called 'Muscle Transformation Classic'. The prerequisite for cultivating this skill was to break through the 'Self-Image, Other-Image' and have no desire to practice martial arts.

At the time, a big question mark appeared in Ling Yi's small mind.

If I don't even want to practice martial arts, why would I cultivate the 'Muscle Transformation Classic'?!

Later, as Ling Yi watched more TV series, anime, and novels, he realized he had been shallow.

Whether it was the 'Lawless and Thoughtless' realm in 'Yang God Technique' or the hypnotic meditation in 'Galactic Emperor Technique', both could easily solve the above problem.

Ling Yi: 'Thank you, internet literature. With countless novels, especially in terms of cultivation theory, I, Ling Yi, will call you the backbone of the fantasy world!'

As for Hongmao Dong, if he could keep updating, the other half of the backbone would naturally be...

Stop!

Ling Yi reined in his wandering thoughts. If he continued, he might see a big 'Danger' sign!

To get back to the point, in his previous life, Ling Yi had seen countless TV series, anime, and novels, and he knew too many 'theories'.

These 'theories' were an extremely rich and valuable treasure in this world where cultivation was possible.

It was up to Ling Yi to dig them out.

...

Time slowly passed, and as the sunlight on his body became scorching, Ling Yi prepared to end this 'cultivation' session. His 'peaceful' expression, with his eyes closed, stirred slightly.

He heard the rustling of 'Blue Silver Grass' leaves, the sound approaching from a distance and stopping beside him. The next second, a warm and slightly rough sensation appeared on Ling Yi's cheek.

Ling Yi opened his eyes to see a long, red tongue inches from his face, about to lick him again. He quickly raised his arm, grabbed the yellow dog's head, and pulled it away.

Sitting up, he first looked to his right, stroked the fluffy, multicolored head of the little kitten, and then turned to look at the yellow dog's head he was holding. Their eyes met, and he said irritably:

"Ah Huang, how many times have I told you not to disturb me when I'm sleeping? Look how well-behaved Miaomiao is..."

As he spoke, he ignored Ah Huang, who thought it was a game and kept bouncing around. He reached out and picked up the elegantly seated Miaomiao, petting her from head to tail.

Ah Huang was an ordinary little village dog.

Miaomiao was a common little calico cat.

Neither had ancient divine beast bloodlines nor soul beast heritage. They were simply two young animals that Ling Yi's maternal uncle, Zhang Dahé, had traded for with a river fish from two families in Mountain Sea Village.

These two little ones were the birthday gifts Ling Yi had asked for last month and were now his little companions.

They would also be a potential aid, though of unknown effectiveness, when Ling Yi's body developed to a certain stage and he embarked on the path of physical cultivation.

In the myriad worlds, there were countless paths of cultivation.

But if you were to categorize them, they mostly revolved around the three aspects of 'Essence', 'Qi', and 'Spirit'.

In simpler terms, these were the physical body, energy, and soul.

Clearly, at the age of one year and one month on Douluo Continent, Ling Yi was not yet eligible for physical cultivation or cultivating spiritual power.

Only the soul, and only the soul!

Looking at the contentedly closed eyes of Miaomiao and the yellow dog Ah Huang, who had his front paws on Ling Yi's legs, tongue out, and smiling, Ling Yi felt a lightness in his heart and a sense of relief about his previous lack of progress.

Although he constantly reminded himself that he was still young, and that the journey of feeling one's way forward had only just begun, and that he had only just stepped onto the shore and encountered the water, he should take it one step at a time, maintaining a calm mind.

But!

The sense of urgency was still inevitable.

After all, this was a world of extraordinary power where greatness lay within oneself!

Not to mention the most instinctual desire of all life—immortality.

At the very least, Ling Yi did not want to wake up one day and find himself in a dangerous situation with no means of defense.

Douluo Continent, stripped of the protagonist halo and the romanticized love and hate of the protagonists and antagonists, revealed a raw, bloody, and primitive world under the various splendid soul powers, soul beasts, soul rings, and soul skills.

Here, there were soul master families that controlled regions and cities, powerless civilians whose lives were as cheap as grass, and marauding wolf bandits and Evil Soul Masters...

Although Ling Yi couldn't remember whether Evil Soul Masters appeared in the first or second part of the original story, But, couldn't those soul masters who, like wolf bandits, burned, killed, and plundered, be called 'Evil Soul Masters'?

Think about how the fallen ones in the 'City of Slaughter' in the first part of the original story got there.

They couldn't have gone in happily and voluntarily, just to taste the 'Bloody Mary' inside, could they?

All of this made Ling Yi, who was only one year and one month old, tense, and the complicated thoughts from his adult soul from his previous life added to the difficulty of the only path of cultivation available to him at the moment.

(End of Chapter)