"Di Tian, are there still any Sacred Soul Grass in the Star Dou Great Forest?"
Sacred Soul Grass was a type of immortal herb with a soul attribute, extremely rare and precious. Even within the Star Dou Great Forest, there were not many of them.
Among the three treasures in the original story that stabilized Xiao Wu after her sacrifice, Sacred Soul Grass was the most important.
If Yearning Heartbroken Red had stabilized Xiao Wu's final breath and given her a turning point afterward, then Sacred Soul Grass had healed Xiao Wu's soul anew. Only after that came the Ninth-grade Ginseng King that restored her physical body, and the exotic beast's inner core that allowed her body and soul to merge again.
Even within the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, there was no trace of such an exceptional immortal herb.
"There is. The Star Dou Great Forest still has one last ten-thousand-year Sacred Soul Grass."
Di Tian thought for a moment and realized that near the Little Lake of Life, which was also near the residence of the Sky Azure Bull Python and the Titan Giant Ape, there was indeed such an immortal herb.
Although there were still quite a few thousand-year-level Sacred Soul Grass, this medicine underwent a qualitative change once it reached ten thousand years. Even for hundred-thousand-year Spirit Beasts and ferocious beasts, it had no small benefit. If not for that group of Spirit Beasts guarding it, Sacred Soul Grass above ten thousand years would long since have been eaten clean.
"Good. Go and retrieve the Sacred Soul Grass."
The Silver Dragon King gave Di Tian the order. Di Tian silently tore open space and arrived outside the Little Lake of Life, raising his hand to pluck the Sacred Soul Grass.
"Human, good gall!" The Sky Azure Bull Python, Da Ming, had been lazily basking by the shore, thinking about how his Sister Xiao Wu was faring in the human world—when he suddenly spotted a black-clad human attempting to steal his treasure.
Having acted like a tyrant in the Star Dou Great Forest for far too long, the Sky Azure Bull Python instinctively let out a breath. But before he could launch an attack, he saw Di Tian turn his head and glare at him.
The dual ultimate pressure from both strength and bloodline instantly made the Sky Azure Bull Python lower his head. His enormous body froze in place like a statue, and he could only watch helplessly as Di Tian took away the Sacred Soul Grass they had guarded for ten thousand years.
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Meanwhile, within the Silver Dragon King's hand…
After fusing Life Gold, her own scales, a small portion of her soul, half a Ninth-grade Ginseng King, and one Sacred Soul Grass, the human shape figure finally took shape. On the surface, it now appeared no different from a human.
After thinking of the fact that humans needed something like a Martial Soul, the Silver Dragon King gave her Silver Dragon Spear to this clone, disguising it as the appearance of a human Martial Soul.
Although the current Silver Dragon King did not value humans, she had a special instinct, as though something that could resonate with her had already been touched somewhere in the world. This power was closely related to her predecessor, yet could not be sensed by the current her.
Even though the cost of producing such a clone was extremely high, and in the Silver Dragon King's view, its future growth potential was also almost equivalent to nothing,
the Silver Dragon King still needed such a pair of eyes and ears belonging to herself to observe exactly what changes had occurred in the human world, and to check whether the Dragon God's inheritance or the dragon clan's remnants had appeared in the world.
If there really were any, perhaps she could end her recuperation ahead of time and remove that damn Asura Sword Qi from within her body, thereby completely restoring herself.
When the Silver Dragon King had just been born, she had taken a strike of Asura Sword Qi. During these several hundred thousand years of recuperation on the Douluo Continent, her injuries had actually already recovered by ninety percent. Only that trace of Asura Sword Qi within her body was like a stubborn plaster that could not be removed even after all this time.
If it were quick, it might require several thousand years. If it were slow, wiping away this stubborn trace of power would require tens of thousands of years, or even longer. After all, this injury had sunk deep into her body from the very moment she was born, and its stubbornness was completely incomparable to an ordinary wound.
Only after erasing this final flaw would the Silver Dragon King have the confidence to face the Five Great God Kings of the Divine Realm.
"Since this is a clone I intend to send into the human world, it always needs a name…"
The Silver Dragon King narrowed her eyes. "Since I am of the Dragon Clan, and I intend to counterattack the Divine Realm and revive the Dragon God's glory, then this clone shall be called… Long Aotian, Long Zhantian, or Long Mietian?"
The Silver Dragon King felt that her naming style was rather good. But when she saw Di Tian's expression, as if he were desperately holding himself back from laughing like a baby dragon, the Silver Dragon King still silently threw these three names out of consideration.
"Then… Yin… no, she'll be called Long Na'er."
The clone called Long Na'er appeared to be around eleven or twelve years old. Her entire appearance was extremely beautiful. Her silver hair, emitting faint specks of light, hung down to her shoulders. Her eyes were as bright as rubies, and her skin was like the finest brocade.
Between her brows, she radiated a kind of coldness and nobility. If one looked carefully, one could even discover a trace of arrogance and dullness hidden extremely deeply. The silver dress she wore seemed as though it had been drawn out strand by strand from metal threads by the finest artisan, appearing entirely natural. At the corners of the dress were structures resembling dragon scales.
"Di Tian, you said that humanity's cultivation speed has increased. Then in this era, what cultivation do human geniuses around ten to eleven or twelve years old usually reach, and what kind of Spirit Rings do they possess?"
"This…"
Di Tian did not know much about humans. After thinking about it, he realized that the last human genius who had caught his attention seemed to have been from several hundred years ago.
In the end, after pondering for half a day, he thought of that little brat who had caused the Star Dou Great Forest to lose two rather talented dragons not long ago.
Someone who could be brought into the Star Dou Great Forest by the experts of Spirit Hall should be one of humanity's top geniuses in this era, right? Using him as a reference should not be wrong.
"I think that human geniuses, at eleven or twelve years old, should have cultivation between Level 30 and rank 40 no matter what. As for Spirit Rings, they should at least start with one yellow and two purple, right?"
"That makes sense. Humans, such short-lived creatures, inherently grow quickly. If a powerful human who does not become a god can live to the limit of nearly a thousand years, then calculating one year as equivalent to a Spirit Beast's hundred years of cultivation, it is also very normal for a genius at eleven or twelve years old to possess strength equivalent to a thousand-year Spirit Beast."
The Silver Dragon King and Di Tian overlooked one problem. Although human geniuses could achieve one year's worth of accumulation equivalent to a Spirit Beast's hundred years, or even more, humans awakened their Martial Souls at six years old, not at birth.
A normal genius at twelve years old would only have Spirit Grand Master cultivation corresponding to a hundred-year Spirit Beast. Even the most exaggerated ones would merely be Spirit Elders corresponding to thousand-year Spirit Beasts.
Because she was worried that the clone she created would be too strong, the Silver Dragon King even deliberately weakened it a little. She set this "Long Na'er's" initial strength at cultivation equivalent to a Level 35 Spirit Elder, then created three fake Spirit rings, one yellow and two purple, and placed them around the Silver Dragon Spear as a disguise.
"Di Tian, take this clone of mine into the human world and place her within a powerful human faction… Remember, it would be best if she were a little farther from the Angel God's Spirit Hall, but not too far. She must not directly participate in the transformation of the entire human world, but must be able to watch from the side, and intervene when necessary."
"The faction cannot be too weak. If it is too weak, it will not be worthy of my clone. Its desire for control also cannot be too strong… My clone cannot suffer too much hardship… Also, my clone must display a sufficiently strong background. You need to perfect this for me… And also… also…"
After speaking for more than ten minutes, the Silver Dragon King finally nodded, still not fully satisfied.
"Di Tian, I'll leave it to you. I believe in your ability."
"Yes…"
If not for his profound cultivation, coupled with the fact that his human state was not Di Tian's true body, Di Tian estimated that his entire dragon self would already be drenched in sweat.
The Silver Dragon King had raised dozens of requirements in one breath. To her, they were basic, but to Di Tian, they were all necessary to accomplish.
Although Di Tian was absolutely loyal to the Dragon God and dreamed every day of reviving the dragon clan, he also felt that the Silver Dragon King's requirements were truly a bit too high, and not that easy to achieve.
Even if he dragged the Demon Spirit along and directly used spiritual suggestion and hypnosis on humans, completing all these tasks would probably require no small amount of energy and time.
But since there had been so much preparation and so many requirements, then his Lord's clone entering the human world would definitely be able to revive the dragon race, right?
His Lord must have her own grand plan, wholeheartedly intending to revitalize the Spirit Beast race and counterattack the Divine Realm once more, right?