Blue Silver Grass Strategy (Douluo Dalu Fiction)

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Year 2594 of the Douluo Calendar, early autumn.

At the northern end of Mountain Sea Village, on the outskirts of the Old Forest.

"Whoosh—!"

A barely perceptible whistling sound suddenly appeared, hidden in the rustling of the leaves, both concealed and swift!

The next second.

"Ah Huang, go—!"

With a light command, a yellow figure darted out from a pile of withered yellow leaves, chasing after the direction of the earlier whistling sound.

A few moments later.

A dog, about seventy centimeters tall at the shoulder, with a goose-yellow head and back, and a white belly, its body muscular and robust, trotted back from the distant forest, a gray rabbit still struggling in its mouth.

"Ah Huang, well done!"

Zhang Lei took the rabbit from Ah Huang, rubbed the dog's head with his other hand, and lavished praise upon him.

It had been two and a half years since Zhang Lei, who had just turned six a few days ago, had grown a bit plump due to the improved living conditions and abundant nutrition. However, he was not at all chubby, and at such a young age, he surprisingly gave off a sturdy impression.

Weighing the rabbit in his hand and glancing at the brown rabbit behind him, which was covered in withered leaves and bound by its limbs, Zhang Lei nodded in satisfaction and said to Ah Huang, "Alright, let's go find Yi—"

"I wonder how his traps fared—"

With that, Zhang Lei followed Ah Huang and walked towards the western side of the Old Forest's outskirts.

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About five hundred meters away, under a large brown-black tree with a slight metallic sheen.

Ling Yi leaned against the tree trunk, sitting on the ground casually, his eyes half-closed, taking a leisurely nap with deep, long breaths.

As Ling Yi's breathing rose and fell, the leaves of the nearby Blue Silver Grass within a radius of a dozen meters or so swayed gently, as if in response.

Suddenly!

As if stimulated by something, all the Blue Silver Grass leaves suddenly stiffened and stood upright, exposing a long, mottled, withered yellow figure in the grass.

This was a Dirt Dog Snake. Although not a Soul Beast, it was highly venomous and posed a fatal threat to ordinary people and even Soul Scholars below level ten.

Seeing its cover blown, the Dirt Dog Snake no longer lurked but quickly slithered towards Ling Yi, who was under the tree.

At this moment, Ling Yi seemed completely unaware, still resting with his eyes closed.

When the Dirt Dog Snake was three meters away from Ling Yi, it needed only a few more moments to lunge forward, and its fangs, filled with venom, would pierce Ling Yi's skin and inject the poison into his body.

In this Old Forest to the north of Mountain Sea Village, several villagers had already been killed by the bites of Dirt Dog Snakes.

Ling Yi's unseen elder, Ling Changshan, who ventured deep into this Old Forest over a decade ago, might have met his end from various venomous creatures, in addition to potential encounters with Soul Beasts and other fierce beasts.

"Whoosh—!"

Like a withered yellow phantom, the Dirt Dog Snake lunged forward, its mouth wide open, the stench it carried seemingly ready to mix with the venom on its fangs...

However, a black-iron-like branch suddenly appeared in the path of the Dirt Dog Snake. One end of the branch was thrust straight into the snake's mouth, piercing through its tongue and creating a deep throat penetration.

The other end of the branch was firmly held by a small, delicate hand.

At some point, Ling Yi, who seemed to be sleeping, had opened his eyes and, in a split second, picked up the branch, raised it, and aimed.

Without giving the Dirt Dog Snake a chance to struggle or thrash, Ling Yi, with a calm expression, used the momentum of the snake's thrashing to casually toss the branch far away.

Before the Dirt Dog Snake, deeply impaled by the branch, could continue to thrash on the ground, a gray-and-white cat descended from the sky. With two swift paws, it easily tore through the tough snake skin, hooking out the snake's gallbladder, heart, and other internal organs.

Lowering its head, Miaomiao swallowed the organs in a few bites, licked its lips, and then wiped its sharp claws on the Blue Silver Grass leaves before gracefully and elegantly walking to Ling Yi's side. It then nestled its head on Ling Yi's leg and curled up to rest.

Ling Yi glanced up at the large tree branch from which Miaomiao had just jumped, his eyes sweeping over the three dead pheasants with broken necks hanging from it. He lowered his head, petting Miaomiao's head while deep in thought:

'Since last year, after I entered a deep sleep through self-hypnosis and my mental power initially awakened, I can now project my mental power to sense the outside world—'

'But...' Ling Yi's eyes were bright, as if they were gleaming: 'It's not enough—!'

Ling Yi continued to pet Miaomiao with his left hand, while his right hand, raised and slightly clenched, felt the power within, but he was not entirely satisfied.

In the Emperor of the Galaxy, the Path of Mental Cultivation begins with deep sleep.

The first stage requires a long time of calm, breathing, and guidance to enter deep sleep.

Ling Yi spent over a year, using the mental talent he gained from this life and the easy sleepiness of a child, to successfully tame his mischievous mind and enter deep sleep.

After that, he spent nearly another year to develop the Crystal Meditation Method 1.0, reaching the second stage where he could enter deep sleep at any time and for longer durations!

Since mastering deep sleep, Ling Yi only needed an hour of deep sleep to achieve the same rest as eight hours of normal sleep, and his physical development was better!

Now, at three and a half years old, Ling Yi was already as tall as the six- or seven-year-old children in the village, just a bit shorter than his cousin Zhang Lei, with his skin white and smooth, making him quite popular among the young women and housewives in the surrounding area.

Although he was still young, due to the Ling family's improved living conditions and their status as a well-off household in Mountain Sea Village, the number of people coming to arrange a marriage for him was no less than for his cousin Zhang Lei!

In the forest, under a large Iron Birch Tree that required two people to encircle it.

Ling Yi, exuding a peaceful and serene aura, transmitted this aura to Miaomiao, who was lying on his lap, through his gentle petting.

As Ling Yi's small, delicate hand stroked from head to tail, Miaomiao closed its eyes in comfort, feeling drowsy, with its nostrils slightly flaring and making a snoring-like sound.

Miaomiao's belly rose and fell rhythmically, making a "gurgling" sound, like a gentle engine humming, uniquely and rhythmically.

"Yi—!!"

A loud call sounded from nearby.

Miaomiao, half asleep and half awake, was suddenly startled awake. The little guy, frightened, instinctively sprang up, its fur bristling!

At this moment, it arched its back, its spine stretching like a great dragon, and its bones made a series of cracking sounds!

Ling Yi, whose palm was covering Miaomiao's spine, clearly sensed all of this, which then imprinted itself in his mind!

Ling Yi's lips curled into a slight smile: 'Tiger-Leopard Thunder Sound…'

Gently stroking Miaomiao's smooth fur on its back to calm it, Ling Yi looked in the direction of the voice, seeing two figures approaching, and asked with a smile:

"Brother Lei, Ah Huang, how did you do?"

(End of Chapter)