Blue Silver Grass Strategy (Douluo Dalu Fiction)

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Three days later, early morning.

At the western intersection of Beikouhe Town, a large crowd had gathered.

On a non-market day, this scene was quite rare.

In the center of the crowd, Zhang Xiaoyu was holding her six-month-old daughter, Ling Si, looking at Ling Yi, who was carrying a backpack, with red eyes, tears streaming down her face.

Beside her, Ling Xiaoshan was holding Ling Shan. Both father and son looked reluctant to part, with little Ling Shan sniffing occasionally, eyes wide open, trying hard not to cry.

The family of five stood at the center, with a bit further out, Grandpa Ling Changqing, Grandma Yan Hong, Uncle Zhang Dahé, Aunt Ling He, and Cousin Zhang Lei. Even further out were Great-Grandpa Ling Changshui, Cousin Ling Bai, and Great-Grandma Ling Changxiu's grandson, Ling Yi's cousin Ye Hong, and other distant relatives of the Ling family.

"Ling Yi!"

At that moment, a slightly stiff and distant voice came from a carriage about ten meters away: "It's time to go, we need to leave—!"

"Okay! I'm coming—!" Ling Yi shouted back, then looked around at his relatives, finally stopping his gaze on Ling Xiaoshan and Zhang Xiaoyu, and said gently, "Dad, Mom, I'm leaving. Don't worry, I can take care of myself~"

"..." Ling Xiaoshan opened his mouth, but in the end, he just patted Ling Yi's head, saying softly, "Take care of yourself out there~"

"Mm, Little Yi has always been the best..." Zhang Xiaoyu finished, then hugged little Ling Si and buried her head in Ling Xiaoshan's chest, her shoulders shaking from sobs.

"Little Shan~" Ling Yi's gaze moved from his parents to Ling Shan, and he instructed, "Remember to help Mom take care of your sister~"

"Mm!" Ling Shan, with red eyes and a heavy nose, nodded vigorously.

"Brother Lei~"

Zhang Lei, hearing this, stood up straight and took a step forward.

Ling Yi smiled and lightly patted his shoulder, saying, "Keep an eye on things at home. Look after Ah Huang and Miaomiao for me, and don't forget to practice your skills. When I come back, we'll go hunting in the old forest together..."

"You can count on me, Little Yi!" Zhang Lei replied, thumping his chest loudly, "I won't let you down—!"

Ling Yi patted Zhang Lei's shoulder again, then looked around, smiling at everyone, trying to convey his calm and peaceful state of mind through his smile.

Finally, he bent down and rubbed Ah Huang and Miaomiao's heads. These two... no, they should be called big fellows now.

Ah Huang and Miaomiao, now six years old, stood shoulder-high at one meter and ninety centimeters, respectively, with slender bodies over one and a half meters long, excluding their tails. They were considered giants among tabby cats and local dogs.

Over the past year, Ling Yi had modified the soul master's meditation techniques for breathing and absorbing spiritual energy, creating versions suitable for cats and dogs, and then taught them through hypnosis.

Thanks to the selfless contributions of over a hundred cats and dogs from the village and surrounding areas, Ah Huang and Miaomiao had now condensed a trace of Spiritual Power, roughly equivalent to a human's 0.1 level.

Though minimal, it was a qualitative leap.

Under Ling Yi's control, the cats and dogs involved in the experiments experienced various issues, but fortunately, none were life-threatening.

Unfortunately, while experiments with animals could be conducted using other cats and dogs from the village and neighboring areas, it was difficult to develop meditation techniques for his parents, grandparents, and other relatives who lacked Spiritual Power.

A cultivation technique like the *Xuantian Gong* that allowed ordinary people to cultivate was the biggest bug on the Douluo Continent.

This was a qualitative leap from nothing to something, while hidden weapons and such were merely minor techniques.

Ling Yi bid farewell to all his relatives, adjusted the strap of his backpack on his shoulder, and stepped towards the carriage about ten meters away.

Before he could get close, a tall figure came forward from beside the carriage, "Little Yi~"

"Master Jiang~" Ling Yi greeted with a smile.

"Don't forget the letter I gave you~" Master Jiang reminded, "Your talent in forging is truly remarkable, don't waste it—"

"Don't worry~" Ling Yi patted his chest, "I won't forget—"

"Oh, by the way, can you tell me now, what's your relationship with Old Man Jingang Jin?"

"My master!"

Hearing Ling Yi's answer, Master Jiang instinctively straightened his back, saying proudly, "Old Man is a Master Blacksmith, and he is one of the 'Three Great Craftsmen' of the Waterwood Principality, alongside Master Blacksmith Li Qiang, who is a court-appointed blacksmith, and Master Blacksmith Fu Shan, who serves in the military—!"

Hearing Master Jiang's words, a teenage boy who had been about to urge them to leave swallowed his words, looked at Master Jiang and Ling Yi with a complex expression, his mouth moving slightly. Finally, he nodded to Master Jiang and said to Ling Yi, "Get in the carriage, there's a mountain road that will take some time. If we leave now, we should be able to reach Wood Plant City before dark~"

"Okay~" Ling Yi nodded and smiled, "Thank you, Young Master Ethan—"

Ethan Parker waved his hand, saying, "Don't call me Young Master. Since you're about to start school, just call me Senior~"

After Ling Yi agreed, Ethan Parker chatted a bit more with Master Jiang, and they bid each other farewell.

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Soon, a modest carriage began its journey, swaying along the official road, heading west.

Wood Plant City was located slightly southwest of Beikouhe Town, about 140 miles away.

In the carriage, Ling Yi smiled and greeted Ethan Parker's younger cousins, showing no resentment over their taking the work-study spots in Beikouhe Town last year.

The two children, who were the same age as Ling Yi, felt somewhat uncomfortable in response to his smile, only managing to give an awkward yet polite grin.

Last year, despite their families being able to afford the tuition, they were sent to the *Green Leaf初级Soul Master Academy* in Wood Plant City under the guise of work-study students.

During their year at the academy, what they saw and experienced made them realize how insignificant their status as young masters and misses of a small family in Beikouhe Town truly was.

Now, seeing Ling Yi, who was of even lower status than them, the two seven-year-old children felt a sense of kinship, thinking about the environment at the academy.

However, the issue of the work-study spots still hung between them, making them, well, mainly the two of them, feel somewhat at a loss.

Ethan Parker, being a bit older and now in a higher grade with his Spiritual Power nearing level ten, was more focused on cultivation and the expectation of his first Soul Ring.

He understood more deeply than his younger cousins that in the academy, in Wood Plant City, and in the Waterwood Principality and Douluo Continent, one's own strength was the most important thing!

Seeing that the two younger cousins and the older one in the carriage had no interest in chatting, Ling Yi naturally wouldn't force the conversation or try to start one.

Children should act like children.

At the same time, Ling Yi was reflecting on what Master Jiang had said before he left.

A short sentence, but it contained a lot of significant information, making Ling Yi, who had just experienced a farewell and was stepping out of his comfort zone into the unknown, feel his mind wandering, as if riding a cloud into the sky.

(The chapter ends here.)