Chapter 79: The Soul Saint’s Legacy

Opening the door to the Soul Saint's hut, the mutated Evil Eye Demon Tree's sound waves grew even more piercing, as if it were raging in impotent fury.

However, Xiao Lin ignored the Evil Eye Demon Tree. Once inside the hut, he saw countless dust particles drifting toward him.

Xiao Lin didn't want to breathe in the dusty air, so he squinted his eyes and stepped back. After waiting for the dust to settle back to the ground, he finally continued inside.

Once inside the hut, Xiao Lin realized it was very simple. Apart from a green single bed and a bedside cabinet, there was nothing else.

Xiao Lin even jokingly thought that if there was no dust in this hut, it would seem even more bland.

After confirming repeatedly that there was nothing else around, Xiao Lin approached the single bed.

Looking at the bedside cabinet, which wasn't even painted and had some rot, Xiao Lin's expectations had already dropped significantly.

This Soul Saint appeared to be a bitter cultivator, someone who did not care about material conditions.

But even a bitter cultivator Soul Saint should be richer than Xiao Lin and the others, right!?

With this thought in mind, Xiao Lin pulled open the drawer of the bedside cabinet.

Immediately, the rotten smell poured into his nose.

The mix of rot and dust almost made Xiao Lin sneeze and vomit.

Suppressing his nausea, Xiao Lin focused and saw that inside the drawer there was only a single book and a pen.

Separating the drawer completely from the cabinet, Xiao Lin carefully looked inside but found no secret compartments, which disappointed him further.

Could it be that a dignified Soul Saint only left behind this one book?

After pulling out the drawer, Xiao Lin then set his sights on the bed, which was already covered in moss.

He violently lifted the wooden bed, and finding nothing else, the last shred of hope he had died out.

Only this one book was useful?

And this was supposed to be a Soul Saint?

Come to think of it, where was the Soul Saint's tomb?

There should be treasures there.

A strangely evil thought of tomb raiding arose in Xiao Lin's mind, but he shook his head to suppress it and then stepped out of the hut.

Seeing the Evil Eye Demon Tree still rampaging, Xiao Lin showed disdain on his face and then walked out of the cave.

At this time, Tang San was still sitting cross-legged on the blue silver grass, frowning with eyes tightly shut, seemingly still struggling against the Evil Eye Demon Tree's sound wave control.

Xiao Lin naturally wouldn't disturb Tang San's breakthrough opportunity, so he went to a distant patch of grass and sat down.

Pulling a few strands of blue silver grass to wipe his book, Xiao Lin flipped to the first page.

"Boy, hello. Seeing this letter is like seeing me. I am from Soul Respect Village… now it should be called Holy Soul Village. I am the Soul Saint Trand of Holy Soul Village. Since you have found my book, you should also be from Holy Soul Village. If you want treasures, you must become my disciple."

Xiao Lin's eyes lit up upon reading this—there were still treasures somewhere else?

Become a disciple of a corpse? Xiao Lin definitely wouldn't do that.

Unless this corpse could actually teach him something.

Xiao Lin kept reading, and as he read, his heart brightened.

It turned out this Soul Saint was originally from Holy Soul Village but awakened the Evil Eye Demon Tree as his Martial Soul and joined the Martial Soul Hall in the Fasnuo Province.

However, this Soul Saint's innate soul power level was only six. At that time, only geniuses with innate full soul power could attempt Super Douluo; level nine was the rank of Title Douluo...

By comparison, this Soul Saint had difficulty even breaking through to Soul Emperor level, despite the decent quality of the Evil Eye Demon Tree Martial Soul.

But this Soul Saint worked very hard and was fairly lucky. When he obtained the sixth soul ring, he also acquired a ten-thousand-year-old head soul bone—the Spiritual Simulation Soul Bone.

The soul skill of this soul bone was simulation, greatly enhancing the control abilities of the Evil Eye Demon Tree Martial Soul and allowing it to mimic its own aura.

Reading this part, Xiao Lin understood why the mutated Evil Eye Demon Tree in the cave could freely release mental paralysis skills.

It used its vines to simulate its own tree hollow, thereby releasing the mental paralysis skill.

A ten-thousand-year-old head spirit-type soul bone was no weaker than a fifty-thousand-year-old soul bone (excluding trunk bones).

The high quality and skill of this soul bone excited Xiao Lin.

If only he could fuse the poor-quality external soul bone in his hand with it to give this soul bone growth attributes, Xiao Lin dared not even imagine how strong it would become.

Unfortunately, the power of the poor-quality external soul bone was somewhat evil and had too many side effects.

Xiao Lin continued reading the story in the book.

The Soul Saint in the book had risen to level 62 after absorbing the soul bone, then worked hard to reach level 63 but couldn't progress further, so he began researching soul bone skills—Spiritual Simulation.

Relying on this soul bone skill to simulate the aura of his Martial Soul, he entered the mixed zone of the Star Dou Great Forest without any soul beast sensing anything unusual.

No powerful soul beast attacked him until he reached the edge of the core zone of the Star Dou Great Forest, where he encountered a genuine ten-thousand-year-old Evil Eye Demon Tree.

That ten-thousand-year-old Evil Eye Demon Tree was surrounded by corrosive gases, yet a yellow spirit herb survived within the corrosive gases—the Evil Eye Demon Tree was protecting the yellow spirit herb.

He then successfully fled using his ability to escape, snatched the spirit herb from the Evil Eye Demon Tree, ate it, and obtained its seeds.

By the time he escaped the Star Dou Great Forest, he had completely absorbed that spirit herb, causing his Martial Soul to mutate and gain sound wave control abilities.

In the book, the Soul Saint's ability to simulate his aura fooled all the ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts so none of them sensed a problem, allowing him to infiltrate the core zone.

Truly a fine soul skill. Unfortunately for Xiao Lin, it provided no combat strength boost unless the soul bone had growth potential.

Now Xiao Lin was more interested in the spirit herb.

Although he might be able to get some immortal herbs in the future, it seemed that a person could only consume one each.

Xiao Lin didn't think he could eat more than one anyway; it was just talk.

But the spirit herb seeds from this Soul Saint, Xiao Lin thought, could be shown to Tang San to see if they could cultivate more and then absorb them to evolve the Martial Soul.

By now, Xiao Lin regretted not having read more books, since those in Noding City were simply not enough.

If he went to the Royal Academy of Tiandou later, he vowed to read all the books that interested him.

Xiao Lin silently swore this and continued reading.

He discovered that the Soul Saint later struggled to upgrade after breaking through to Soul Saint level and wanted to enter the Star Dou Great Forest again.

This time, however, the Soul Saint was beaten half to death and had to slink away from the Star Dou Great Forest.

According to the book, every soul beast in the mixed zone that saw his simulated Evil Eye Demon Tree would madly rush to attack him.

Finally, feeling hopeless about further breakthroughs, the Soul Saint returned to Holy Soul Village to live out his days.

He tried to cultivate the yellow spirit herb, but unfortunately, he never grew any special herbs.

So in the end, the Soul Saint of Holy Soul Village only left behind a ten-thousand-year-old head soul bone and spirit herb seeds.

Where the Soul Saint took the seeds remains unknown.

At this moment, Tang San also broke through to the Four Orifices Constant Heart stage.

As the blue silver grass gently swayed and cheered, Tang San slowly opened his eyes.

Seeing Xiao Lin holding a tattered book and deep in thought, he quickly asked:

"Brother Lin, what are you reading?"

"Nothing much, just a diary written by a Soul Saint."

Xiao Lin tossed the book to Tang San and told him everything he had read.

(End of Chapter)