One day later, at noon, Yang Yunhai returned to Lone Grass Village.
The first thing he did was return the little yellow horse. Afterward, he went back to the orphanage to see the village chief. Seeing Yang Yunhai safely return, the old man was overjoyed, and instructed his wife to prepare a proper table of food to celebrate. After the meal, he asked Yang Yunhai to stay at the orphanage for the night.
The next morning, Yang Yunhai bid farewell and set out.
When he arrived in Nuoding City, he first went to the Spirit Hall to re-test his soul power and collect the monthly stipend.
The test result showed he was rank 11, which was within normal range. Because of that, Ma Xiunuo didn't pay much attention, and the whole process went smoothly.
After finishing, Yang Yunhai returned to the academy.
His first stop was the Academic Office to report back.
Perhaps because he had left a good impression before, the moment they met, Director Su stood to greet him, warmly congratulating him on becoming a Soul Master. He then asked what type of soul beast he had hunted and what his current soul power rank was.
As for his soul skill, he didn't ask. In the world of soul masters, inquiring about someone's soul skill was an extremely rude act, even between teacher and student.
Yang Yunhai answered without hesitation, saying he was rank 11 and had hunted a common 100-year green vine.
'It seems the Lone Grass Village chief doesn't value this boy much' Director Su sighed inwardly. After all, Yang Yunhai's martial soul was Blue Silver Grass, and his innate soul power was only 0.5.
In his view, being able to have someone help hunt a 100-year plant-type beast was already giving him face.
After a brief word of comfort, he let Yang Yunhai go.
Yang Yunhai, seeing that Director Su didn't press further, was glad to leave it at that and returned to the dormitory.
It was afternoon, and when he pushed open the door, no one was inside. Likely Xiao Wu had once again taken the others out to act as their "big sister." Without much thought, Yang Yunhai set down his things and headed straight for the back mountain clearing to begin a new round of training.
'Distraction control is absolutely necessary to practice. It can improve martial soul control. Besides, my first soul skill is Extension, and it's unlimited extension with little soul power consumption. This can be developed further.'
He sat down while thinking.
'For example, using it as a whip to strike. Or weaving vines into armor for defense, or forming a cage on the ground to trap enemies. If I add lightning…'
After a pause, he shook his head. 'To do these things, I must enhance my control over the vines.'
'Start with distraction control first.'
With that thought, he summoned his martial soul and used soul power to create two vines.
From what the original novel described, distraction control was essentially the ability to divide attention and control multiple things at once.
He already had a training plan in mind. Instead of jumping straight to controlling two vines to touch different objects, he imagined the vines as his own arms. First he would make them move, then gradually train them to perform more complex actions, and finally increase the number of vines.
The goal was simple, to control the vines conjured by his martial soul as easily as using his own hands.
In his view, the vines created by the martial soul were essentially shaped by his own soul power. With the soul power connection, he believed that through diligent practice, he could fully master absolute control of them in the near future.
Like that villain in a movie from his previous life, Doctor Octopus. The four mechanical tentacles on his back were incredibly smooth, climbing walls, lifting heavy objects, even fighting with ease.
'If I can reach that level…' Yang Yunhai's eyes lit up with heat.
The Blue Silver Emperor, and especially the right leg bone of the Blue Silver Emperor, had been in his thoughts for a long time.
The original story mentioned that Tang Hao had hidden the Blue Silver Emperor's body inside a mountain range not far from Holy Spirit Village. The outer terrain was treacherous, with towering peaks and cliffs nearly vertical. At full speed, it took half a day to reach the inner area. And at the center was a pool with a waterfall twenty meters wide and two hundred meters tall.
Because of constant water erosion, the cliffs around it were extremely slippery.
The cave where the Blue Silver Emperor was hidden was located in the middle section of the waterfall, about one hundred meters up.
'One hundred meters? That's insane!'
Even Tang San, at rank 59 after leaving Moon Pavilion, had to rely on his Flying God Claw to climb. How could he, at his current level, hope to scale it?
Even if he managed to climb up, the torrent of water crashing down with such force was terrifying. How could he pass through it?
Tang Hao in the original story had relied on his immense soul power to force the waterfall back. Yang Yunhai had no such ability.
No wonder the Blue Silver Emperor hadn't been discovered for so many years, and Tang Hao hadn't even bothered to protect it further. Even if someone reached the pool by chance, who would think there was a hidden entrance behind a waterfall that tall? And without knowing about the door, there was no way to find the mechanism and open it.
Mountains encircling the area, the treacherous outer terrain, half a day to reach the inner section. That meant the range wasn't overly vast but was close to Holy Spirit Village. A waterfall twenty meters wide also implied a river of at least that width above.
These descriptions were enough for him to pinpoint the general location on a regional map.
A detailed continent-wide map might not exist, but Nuoding City's Spirit Hall definitely had maps of the surrounding mountains. If needed, he could ask Changgong Di or Changgong Ao to get one.
He already had an excuse in mind, saying he wanted to travel to Heaven Dou City or even Spirit City in the future and didn't want to get lost.
If that failed, local merchants would surely know the geography.
As long as he had the approximate location, the only question left was timing and how to climb the waterfall.
For timing, the best opportunity would undoubtedly be when Tang San graduated to Shrek Academy. Tang Hao would definitely follow along. If he hadn't, Zhao Wuji wouldn't have been ambushed by Tang Hao that same night.
He even suspected Tang Hao would visit the Blue Silver Emperor right after Tang San graduated, then return to the village, preventing Tang San from leaving early for Soto City.
After all, Tang San was traveling with a 100,000-year rabbit.
That meant Yang Yunhai could time things perfectly, leaving in advance without delaying his own enrollment at Heaven Dou Imperial Academy.
As for how to climb, hadn't he just acquired his first soul ring?
Choosing the Sky Azure Vine as his first ring was exactly for this purpose. Known for its extension ability, it gave his vines potentially unlimited length. Since his martial soul awakening, he had already decided on this. He had studied the forest soul beast manuals long ago.
Now, with his first soul skill confirmed, he was even more satisfied.
Unlimited extension. If he mastered control, climbing a hundred-meter waterfall was possible.
Why hadn't he gone earlier? Because without sufficient strength, entering the mountain range was courting death. Even more, with Tang Hao's strength, he could come and go quickly. Yang Yunhai had no idea of Tang Hao's whereabouts, and if he were discovered near the waterfall by accident, Tang Hao might swat him to death.
Why gamble when he could wait safely?
The priority was to master his vine control. Without that, climbing the waterfall was out of the question.
With his thoughts clear, he closed his eyes, focusing on the link between his soul power and the vines, practicing their movements.
Time passed, and soon the sun set.
At the Academic Office, Director Su mentioned Yang Yunhai's return to Yu Xiaogang.
"Rank 11, 100-year green vine."
Hearing that, Yu Xiaogang's eyes filled with disdain.
'Just as I thought. How could the Lone Grass Village chief help him hunt a best-possible-year soul ring? A mid-grade vine like that, barely 100 years old, could never give Blue Silver Grass much of an upgrade. Commoners will always be commoners. With poor talent, refusing to accept fate is meaningless. A fleeting dream is still nothing but an illusion.'
Shaking his head, he picked up the records, slung them behind his back, and strode out.
(End of Chapter)
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