Douluo: I Can Choose My Own Soul Skills

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"The reason for the transformation of your Blue Silver Grass must be this thousand-year soul ring. After all, it's the first thousand-year soul ring ever placed in the second ring position on the entire continent," Ma Xiu Nuo surmised, filling in the blanks himself to explain the martial soul's drastic evolution.

But a thought struck him—three and a half years ago, Ye Lan was only at level 11. How had he become a Soul Master so quickly?

"Xiao Lan, your cultivation speed is even more unbelievable now. Back then, gaining seven levels in five years was already impressive, but this time you've gained ten levels in less than four years?"

Ye Lan found Ma Xiu Nuo's shocked expression amusing.

"Hehe, maybe I'm just a cultivation genius."

Ma Xiu Nuo nodded seriously. "Xiao Lan, you really are a cultivation genius. As far as I know, even the most gifted talents in the Spirit Hall during the Soul Master stage haven't cultivated much faster than you."

"Actually, that might not even be accurate. I'm currently at level 23! Excluding the increase from soul rings, I've gained eleven full levels."

Since his soul power would be tested soon, Ye Lan decided to tell him in advance.

Ma Xiu Nuo looked utterly defeated, his face going slack. Without another word, he dragged Ye Lan off to test his soul power.

Soul Power Test Result: Level 23.

At this point, Ma Xiu Nuo had lost count of how many times Ye Lan had shocked him today. He was nearly numb from all the surprises.

Staring at the test result, Ma Xiu Nuo was lost in thought.

"Xiao Lan, are you planning to visit the Martial Soul Temple this time? With a thousand-year second soul ring, an 11-level gain in under four years, and such a massive change to your Blue Silver Grass, even a Platinum Bishop would recognize your talent!"

"I'll think about it, Grandpa Ma Xiu Nuo," Ye Lan replied, deciding to wait until he had spoken with Uncle Tao about the truth of his parents before making any decisions.

"Very well. The Spirit Hall will always be your home," Ma Xiu Nuo said warmly.

Ma Xiu Nuo had watched Ye Lan grow up. He had even attended Ye Lan's full-month celebration. At the time, Ye Lan's parents were deacons at the Nuoding City Martial Soul Sub-Hall, and as its hall master, Ma Xiu Nuo had been invited to attend.

He had always considered Ye Lan a child of the Spirit Hall. It was a pity that Ye Lan's parents passed away young.

Even without his parents' guidance, Ye Lan had grown up with an upright character. This only made Ma Xiu Nuo treasure him even more.

He immediately activated the Spirit Hall's intelligence network to report Ye Lan's martial soul evolution and soul power level.

He didn't want the Spirit Hall to overlook this rare gem, and he hoped Ye Lan would be granted better cultivation resources.

What Ma Xiu Nuo didn't know was that Ye Lan could level up once every three and a half months purely based on talent. Nor did he know Ye Lan could choose his own soul skills. His desire to help Ye Lan was genuine and well-intentioned.

As Ye Lan stepped out of the main hall, he saw a couple walking nearby.

The woman clung to the man's arm, smiling brightly as she chatted about something amusing.

"Uncle Tao! Sister Sisi!" Ye Lan raised his right hand and waved.

"Huh!? Xiao Lan!" Sisi exclaimed in delight, gesturing to compare their height.

"You've grown so much! You used to be the same height as me!"

Su Yuntao also smiled in surprise. "Back so soon?! How's the cultivation going? Was everything smooth?"

Sisi pinched Su Yuntao's side, making him wince.

"Why are you talking about serious stuff the moment you see him? Let me dote on my little brother for a bit!"

Su Yuntao put on a sulky face and muttered, "Asking about cultivation is caring too..."

"Xiao Lan, you're so handsome now—have you found a girlfriend yet?"

"No? Don't tell me you're shy?"

"Want me to introduce you to someone? There are plenty of soul sisters in our sub-hall, all sorts of types!"

"Look to your left—see that one? She doesn't even dare look at you! Want me to introduce you two? She's super cute!"

…

Sisi dragged Ye Lan into a long conversation before finally letting him go so he could talk with Su Yuntao.

Ye Lan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead—Sister Sisi's "concern" was really something else.

Su Yuntao looked at Ye Lan with an amused smile, and Ye Lan rolled his eyes at him.

"Uncle Tao, I think Sister Sisi is going to make you into a househusband one day."

Su Yuntao gave Ye Lan a playful knock on the head, confidently declaring that he was the one in charge at home.

The two chatted about what had happened during Ye Lan's time in Hanhai City and also caught up on the latest developments between Su Yuntao and Sisi.

As they talked, they arrived at the single dormitory provided to Su Yuntao by the Spirit Hall.

The interior was fully furnished, with clearly defined areas for different functions.

Su Yuntao had good living habits—it was tidy and clean.

After closing the door securely, Su Yuntao poured two cups of tea.

Ye Lan accepted his cup and took a sip. It was smooth and fragrant, with no bitterness.

"Xiao Lan, does your return to Nuoding City mean you've become a Soul Master?" Su Yuntao asked knowingly. He understood Ye Lan well enough to know he wouldn't return unless he had reached that level.

"Yes, the real deal," Ye Lan replied, summoning his Blue Silver Grass martial soul along with one yellow and one purple ring.

Su Yuntao's pupils dilated in shock as he grabbed Ye Lan's shoulders tightly.

"You really did it! Your Blue Silver Grass changed so much in one leap?!"

Ye Lan winced from the grip, nearly spilling his tea.

But from Su Yuntao's trembling hands, he could feel just how emotional he was.

"A thousand-year soul ring?! Are you insane?!"

Su Yuntao was thrilled at Ye Lan's progress, but also worried about the danger he had faced.

"Uncle Tao, you know my first soul ring was 600 years old. Isn't a thousand-year second ring just the natural next step? I absorbed it like it was nothing," Ye Lan said casually and with a hint of boastfulness—disguising how perilous it had really been.

"As long as you're okay. What kind of soul beast was it? A thousand-year beast isn't easy to defeat—even Soul Masters struggle with them."

"Uncle Tao, don't you know my combat ability? Remember that battle with the Radiant Tiger? I was the one leading the attack!" Ye Lan joked.

"You little brat. Growing up gave you wings, huh? You're even teasing me now!" Su Yuntao said, pretending to be angry.

"It was the Ancient Beast's Touch. The soul skill lets three strands of Blue Silver Grass merge into one—it's pretty powerful."

Ye Lan didn't demonstrate Blue God's Insight in the room—he was worried it might pierce the roof—so he just gave a general explanation.

Su Yuntao was very curious about how Ye Lan hunted the Ancient Beast's Touch, so Ye Lan told him the story. However, he downplayed the danger and made the soul beast sound much weaker than it was.

Su Yuntao listened intently, constantly praising Ye Lan.

"You really are Tianyang's son. Your father also had exceptional combat talent."

"Xiao Lan, you're at level 21 now?" Su Yuntao asked.

"Level 23."

"Uncle Tao, I'm 15 years old and already at level 23. Can you finally tell me the truth about my parents' disappearance?" Ye Lan asked seriously.

"You've gained that many levels in just three and a half years? Do you remember what you said during your martial soul awakening?" Su Yuntao suddenly brought up the past.

"What did I say?" Ye Lan asked, confused.

"You said, 'Even with Blue Silver Grass, I'll become a Titled Douluo!' At the time, I thought you were just a kid dreaming big, not understanding what a Titled Douluo meant. But now… I believe you can actually achieve it."

"And since you, Xiao Lan, have the potential to become a Titled Douluo in the future, I believe you can bear the truth about your parents' disappearance."

Su Yuntao then began to recount the events of that year.

(End of Chapter)