Chapter 27: Silver Soul Ring

Outside, the figure of the Dream Butterfly gradually became illusory, its silver halo seemingly turning into substance, building a bridge between the Spirit Soul and the Dream Butterfly.

For a moment, Shi Quan's entire mental fluctuations began to grow intense, and streams of heat gathered within Shi Quan's mind.

Shi Quan also woke up with a start at this moment.

"Master, come back to your senses; my power is about to evolve into a Soul Ring."

The Dream Butterfly's gentle voice rang out at the right time; its voice was like a spring breeze, instantly causing Shi Quan's entire consciousness to wake up.

Recalling the events in the dream and the strange, marvelous feeling, Shi Quan was lost for a moment; having just woken up, he couldn't even tell if he was Shi Quan or the Dream Butterfly, and had it not been for the Dream Butterfly's reminder, he wouldn't have reacted at all.

"That feeling was truly marvelous."

While sighing in his heart, Shi Quan also felt his whole body lighten, as if countless threads were burrowing into the surface of his skin; every cell in his body seemed to be awakened in an instant, full of vitality, and his perception of everything around him became exceptionally clear.

The Internal Energy in his dantian, following the guidance of these threads, automatically circulated the Divine Art, completed one major cycle, and then poured entirely into the Mud Ball Palace in his Upper Dantian.

Shi Quan only felt as if something had suddenly exploded in his mind, and the scene before his eyes began to change; it was a pure white space, and in this space, there were many, many points of light, stretching as far as the eye could see. Yet, his vision seemed capable of extending to every corner of this space.

"Sea of Consciousness? Or is it my Mud Ball Palace?" As Shi Quan muttered in confusion, countless cyan-white light spots fell from the sky.

Wherever the light spots scattered, the space became a bit more solid, and the light spots within the space became even brighter.

The cyan-white light spots gradually condensed, once again taking the form of the Dream Butterfly.

"Master." The Dream Butterfly fluttered its wings, its figure slowly flying to Shi Quan's side and landing on his shoulder.

The Dream Butterfly in this white space was much smaller than it was in the real world.

"Dream Butterfly, is this my Sea of Consciousness?" Shi Quan asked.

"Yes, Master."

"It doesn't look very big." Shi Quan looked around.

The Dream Butterfly chuckled and explained: "It is not small, Master. Because you have a Spirit Soul Martial Soul, your Sea of Consciousness is already much larger than that of Spirit Masters of the same level, and with the addition of my power, your Sea of Consciousness is now even wider than that of some Soul Ancestors."

"Is that so?" Shi Quan rubbed his nose; he had thought he was quite weak.

"Yes, Master," the Dream Butterfly replied respectfully.

After looking around, Shi Quan turned his head to look at the Dream Butterfly beside him and asked: "By the way, Dream Butterfly, what was that dream about just now?"

"Master, that is the power of my Spirit Inheritance, somewhat similar to a Spirit Master's bloodline. My power can enhance your ability to perceive nature, help you immerse yourself in insights more easily, and significantly boost your sensing ability. You will be able to feel its wonders when you cultivate."

As it spoke, the Dream Butterfly held its head high, looking as if it were very impressive and wanted to be praised.

Shi Quan was amused by the Dream Butterfly's cute appearance. "You little thing are quite cute."

As he spoke, Shi Quan subconsciously raised his finger and gently poked the Dream Butterfly's little head.

Hearing Shi Quan's praise, the Dream Butterfly happily flew up from Shi Quan's shoulder and began flying back and forth in front of him.

"By the way, Dream Butterfly, is your name Dream Butterfly?"

"Name?" The Dream Butterfly's figure paused, its antennae twitched slightly, and it shook its head, saying: "Master, I don't have a name. You can pick one for me."

"You don't have a name?" Shi Quan fell into thought, recalling everything that had just happened, and suddenly remembered a classic allusion from his past life: Zhuang Zhou dreams of a butterfly.

Would the Dream Butterfly before him have any connection to Zhuang Zhou? If the Dream Butterfly were male, the name Zhuang Zhou would be quite good, but unfortunately, the Dream Butterfly was clearly female.

Shi Quan secretly grumbled to himself that he was looking for trouble; he had no literary talent, yet he wanted to name someone.

Looking at the Dream Butterfly's expectant expression, Shi Quan felt a headache coming on. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck his mind, and he remembered a poem from his past life, "Jin Se."

This poem had two very famous lines: "The ornate zither, for no reason, has fifty strings; each string, each bridge, recalls the flowering years." And another: "Such feelings might have become memories; but at the time, I was already bewildered."

Many people forgot that this seven-character regulated verse consisted of more than just these two lines.

The complete poem of "Jin Se" is.

The ornate zither, for no reason, has fifty strings; each string, each bridge, recalls the flowering years.

Zhuang Zhou in his morning dream was bewildered by the butterfly; the Emperor Wang's spring heart was entrusted to the cuckoo.

In the vast sea, the moon shines on pearls with tears; by the Blue Field, the sun warms the jade to produce smoke.

Such feelings might have become memories? But at the time, I was already bewildered.

Shi Quan happened to remember it.

"Dream Butterfly, how about you be called Jin Se or Xiaomeng?"

"Jin Se? Xiaomeng?" After the Dream Butterfly whispered the names, one could see it was also conflicted. After a moment, it said: "Master, I like the name Xiaomeng better."

"Good." Shi Quan wiped the non-existent cold sweat from his forehead; it was fortunate that the naming matter was settled. "By the way, Dream... no, it should be Xiaomeng, you shouldn't call me Master anymore; it sounds weird. You should call me by my name, or call me A-Quan."

"How can I address the Master by his name!" The Dream Butterfly shook its head hurriedly.

Shi Quan waved his hand and said: "Then call me A-Quan from now on, and I will call you Ameng from now on; that sounds smoother."

"Okay, Mas..."

"Hmm?"

The Dream Butterfly hurriedly covered its mouth and corrected itself: "No, no, no, okay, A-Quan."

"Ameng, you don't need to be so polite with me. From now on, we are partners who will grow together. Let's work hard together." Shi Quan raised his hand and gently stroked the Dream Butterfly's head.

"Partners?" The Dream Butterfly whispered, and the light in its eyes became noticeably brighter.

"By the way, Ameng, how many Soul Rings have you provided me?" Shi Quan asked curiously.

After thinking for a while, the Dream Butterfly said: "A-Quan, your current soul power level can only absorb two Soul Rings. I have only provided you with two for now. After your soul power level increases, I feel I can provide at least two more."

"Besides the Soul Rings, I also have two innate abilities that you can use, A-Quan. The first is Enter Dream; I can take your consciousness into other people's dreams. The second is Spirit Sense; it can turn Mental Power into substantial consciousness, which can be used for reconnaissance and scouting, or for communicating and sharing with others..."

"So amazing!"

Hearing the Dream Butterfly finish, Shi Quan's eyes were shining.

This Spirit Sense could be said to integrate scouting and sharing, and the ability Enter Dream was also well worth researching.

Hearing Shi Quan's praise again, Xiaomeng lowered its head shyly and continued: "My innate abilities and the skills brought by the Soul Rings will continue to evolve as your strength increases, A-Quan."

"Awesome!" Shi Quan gave a thumbs up.

"What does that mean, A-Quan?" Xiaomeng looked at Shi Quan with some confusion.

"It means you are very impressive." Shi Quan asked excitedly, "Ameng, then what soul skill did you bring me?"

Xiaomeng shyly touched the antennae on top of its head and said, "One of these two soul skills is about dreams and the other is about illusions. You need to comprehend the specifics yourself; no matter how much I explain, it won't be as clear as you experiencing it yourself."

"Then do I need to leave the Consciousness Sea to experience them?"

Xiaomeng understood what Shi Quan meant and said, "That's right, as long as you think about leaving, you can leave."

"Is that so?" Shi Quan's thoughts stirred, and the next second, the snow-white world dissipated.

He slowly opened his hazy eyes, looked at the familiar surroundings, and thought to himself, "It was actually that easy."

Looking at the sunlight filtering in from outside the curtains, it was already daytime.

"I don't even know how long I spent absorbing it," Shi Quan whispered softly.

"A-Quan, you spent about two days absorbing it." Perhaps hearing Shi Quan's voice, Xiaomeng's voice rang out in Shi Quan's mind.

"Ameng, can you hear me speaking?" Shi Quan said in surprise and doubt.

"A-Quan, if you don't want me to hear, you just need to think about it in your mind..." Xiaomeng's voice gradually grew smaller, appearing quite aggrieved.

Listening to Xiaomeng's aggrieved voice in his mind, Shi Quan seemed to see its cautious appearance and couldn't help but smile, "It's quite good, it's nice to have a companion; I was worried that I wouldn't be able to communicate with you once I left the Consciousness Sea."

"Really?" Xiaomeng's excited voice rang out from Shi Quan's mind.

"Of course it's true."

As he finished speaking, Shi Quan immediately circulated the Internal Energy within his body and summoned his Spirit Soul Martial Soul.

Upon seeing the two Soul Rings at his feet, Shi Quan was completely stunned on the spot.

Because these two Soul Rings were neither yellow, nor purple, nor black or red, but silver!

The color of both Soul Rings was the exact same silver.

After being stunned for a moment, Shi Quan asked in astonishment, "Ameng, why is the color of the Soul Rings silver?"

"The color of the Soul Rings is a change that occurred after my power combined with the Spirit Soul Martial Soul." Xiaomeng asked in confusion, "A-Quan, do you not like this color?"

"It's not that I don't like it." Shi Quan felt a headache coming on and said helplessly, "It's just that if these colored Soul Rings are seen by others, I will be in a lot of trouble."

"Is that so?" The next moment, Xiaomeng suddenly said something shocking, "A-Quan, what color do you want?"

Shi Quan was taken aback and asked pleasantly surprised, "Ameng, can you change the color of the Soul Rings?"

"I cannot change the color of the Soul Rings, but I can mask the color of the Soul Rings, letting them appear as other colors," Xiaomeng said confidently.

"Then after you change them, will others be able to discover it?" Shi Quan asked curiously.

Xiaomeng's proud and confident voice rang out, "They won't, because these Soul Rings are also part of my power. Whatever I want others to see, they can only see that. Unless someone can directly see through my origin, it is impossible for them to discover it, and I don't think there is anyone in this world who can see through my origin."

(End of chapter)