Chapter 92: The Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring of Chrysanthemum Douluo
Gui Mei understood well that the Blue Silver King's cultivation was only eighty-five thousand years.
However, as the ruler of this entire forest, it could gather the power of all Blue Silver Grass within its domain, fulfilling the requirements for a sacrifice.
The arrival of two human Soul Masters shocked the Blue Silver King to its core.
The Blue Silver King could clearly sense that both of them carried the power of the Blue Silver Emperor within their bodies.
It also knew that these two Soul Masters possessed not only tremendous strength but also immensely powerful spiritual power.
What it could not understand… was why the Blue Silver Emperor's power had been divided between them.
"You're saying… the Blue Silver Emperor is already dead?"
The Blue Silver King was half-convinced, half-doubtful of Gui Mei's words.
The last time it sensed the aura of the Blue Silver Emperor was twenty years ago.
Gui Mei's expression remained calm as he spoke:
"More than ten years ago, the Blue Silver Emperor had already perished."
"How did you find this place?"
Yue Guan grinned and picked up the conversation:
"This ancient forest is extremely well-hidden. Without the guidance of the Blue Silver Emperor, how could we possibly find it?"
"Your Majesty… could this truly be your will…?"
The Blue Silver King fell into silence.
The Blue Silver Emperor was the sovereign among all Blue Silver Grass—an existence worshipped by its entire race.
For these two human Soul Masters, both carrying the Emperor's aura, to find this place… it could not be a mere coincidence.
"Old Yue, come with me."
With his powerful spiritual perception, Gui Mei had already locked onto the Blue Silver King's exact location.
The two of them rose into the air and sped toward the depths of the forest.
All the plants within the forest appeared ancient, as though they had witnessed countless ages.
Towering trees blocked the sunlight, leaving the woods dim and shadowed.
Half an hour later, Gui Mei and Yue Guan arrived before a strange and magnificent plant.
At first glance, it looked as though countless vines were woven together.
Each vine was as thick as a grown man's waist, with a diameter exceeding one foot.
The long vines climbed upward, coiling along a massive tree, rising nearly ten meters into the air.
Its entire body glowed with a gentle blue radiance, shimmering with a crystalline luster.
At the center of the intertwined vines was an imprint resembling a human face.
That overwhelming spiritual fluctuation emanated precisely from that face-shaped imprint.
Gui Mei instantly recognized the creature—this strange plant was none other than the Blue Silver King.
At this moment, the Blue Silver King swayed gently.
Its powerful aura surged outward unrestrained.
All of the Blue Silver Grass growing around it pulsed with vitality, thriving in its presence.
Gui Mei and Yue Guan exchanged a glance.
This was the strongest plant-type soul beast either of them had ever encountered.
The cultivation path of a plant-type soul beast was far more arduous than that of beast-type soul beasts.
For the Blue Silver King to reach such a realm was truly no small feat.
Gui Mei asked:
"You are the Blue Silver King?"
"Yes. I am curious—why does the aura of the Blue Silver Emperor appear on both of you?"
The face in the center of the vines shifted and spoke in human language.
Even though both humans before it carried the Blue Silver Emperor's aura, it remained highly vigilant.
"It's… a soul bone! You fused with the Blue Silver Emperor's soul bone!"
After carefully sensing their aura, the Blue Silver King suddenly looked at Yue Guan, shock flickering across its face.
Yue Guan smiled.
"Indeed, I fused with the Blue Silver Emperor's soul bone. There is no Blue Silver Emperor left in this world—only the remnants of her power."
"No! The Blue Silver Emperor possesses a far nobler bloodline than mine. Only when the previous Emperor dies will the next Emperor appear. A new Blue Silver Emperor may have already been born."
Gui Mei continued:
"Your Blue Silver Emperor did have a descendant, but his Blue Silver Grass will never awaken the Emperor's bloodline. The Blue Silver Grass that once symbolized life and beauty has been corrupted—tainted by the blood and soul power of a fallen human, turning into poisonous, evil Dark Blue Silver Grass. Does someone like that deserve to be your emperor?"
Hearing this, the Blue Silver King froze in disbelief.
"What… What happened? Was he truly the offspring of the Blue Silver Emperor and a human Soul Master?"
"That's right. The Blue Silver Emperor took human form, was deceived, and ultimately sacrificed herself."
"No… that's impossible!"
The Blue Silver King could not accept that its ruler had died in such a way.
Gui Mei continued calmly:
"Everything we've said is the truth—believe it or not. The Blue Silver Emperor's aura within my body is not pure. Only my brother here carries the pure Blue Silver Emperor essence. His martial soul is capable of holding the Emperor's full power."
Gui Mei looked at Yue Guan and nodded slightly.
Yue Guan understood, releasing his Chrysanthemum martial soul along with his nine soul rings.
The colossal chrysanthemum bloomed brilliantly, spreading dazzling golden light, bathing the entire blue-tinted space in gold.
Seeing this, the Blue Silver King's eyes widened.
It was never imagined that, aside from the Blue Silver Emperor, a plant-type martial soul could reach such overwhelming power.
Gui Mei spoke again:
"The old emperor has fallen. A new emperor must rise. Your cultivation has reached eighty-five thousand years. If you train for another fifteen thousand years, you may gain a higher bloodline. But… Can you survive until then? Can you endure the hundred-thousand-year heavenly tribulation? Everything remains uncertain. Of course, you have another path available."
"What do you mean?"
"I simply wish to make a deal with you."
"What kind of deal?"
Gui Mei did not mince words:
"My brother here is deeply obsessed with flowers and plants—he cherishes them like his own life. I want you to gather the power of all Blue Silver Grass and sacrifice yourselves to him, helping him increase his strength.
If we can break through rank 100 and become gods, we can revive you with divine power—and we may even take you to the God Realm.
That way, you no longer need to fear being hunted by humans or facing a heavenly tribulation every hundred thousand years.
I also need a soul ring. With my strength, killing you would be effortless, but I have no reason to do so.
As the Blue Silver King, you should possess exceptional intelligence—so consider my proposal carefully."
Gui Mei finished speaking, releasing his four hundred-thousand-year soul rings. Then he switched to his Ghost Demon martial soul and released his rings again.
"Twin martial souls… four hundred-thousand-year soul rings… and a two-hundred-thousand-year soul ring…"
Witnessing Gui Mei's power left the Blue Silver King utterly stunned.
It had never seen a human Soul Master of such terrifying strength.
Though Gui Mei's words carried a hint of threat, every part of his offer was immensely tempting.
As the king of this forest, even after enduring countless years, becoming a god was still an unreachable dream.
Humans had a slim chance of becoming gods.
But soul beasts… unless they overcame the heavenly tribulation, ascending was nearly impossible.
Humans, however, did not face such a calamity.
Thus, allying with powerful humans truly offered a possible path to transcendence.
After a long silence, the Blue Silver King finally spoke:
"Even if what you said is true, a sacrifice is no trivial matter. If I sacrifice myself, the Blue Silver Grass in this forest will lose its protection."
Yue Guan smiled warmly.
"Blue Silver King, my love for plants and flowers is genuine. If you sacrifice yourself to me, I will protect the Blue Silver clan dearly—just like the Blue Silver Emperor once did."
The Blue Silver King stared into Yue Guan's eyes, as if trying to pierce through his soul to judge the sincerity behind his words.
A moment later, it slowly closed its eyes and took a deep breath, as though making the greatest decision of its life.
"It seems… I have no other choice. Very well, I will gamble this one time. Although you already possess nine soul rings, your martial soul is a powerful plant-type, and several of your soul rings came from plant-type beasts. Our sacrificial power can merge with your rings—and may even help them evolve into hundred-thousand-year soul rings."
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