Departure, Sunset Forest

Yu Xiaowei sat upright in his room, stroking the golden left leg bone.

To be honest, when Ning Fengzhi had matter-of-factly declared that this was Ning Rongrong's dowry, he had been a little dumbfounded.

Even now, his head still felt a little dizzy.

Although his relationship with Ning Rongrong had already been tacitly acknowledged by both families, they were still young after all. He had no idea why Ning Fengzhi was in such a hurry to make things official.

He shook his head, clearing away the distracting thoughts.

Yu Xiaowei took a deep breath and pressed the Soul Bone against his left leg.

Buzz—

A golden ripple spread outward from the Soul Bone.

A frenzied, violent consciousness suddenly appeared in his mind, wildly battering his senses. Vaguely, he seemed to hear the Golden Robe Elder's maniacal laughter again.

"Die, die, genius of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

"Your Majesty, my mission is complete—"

A massive amount of incomparably sharp energy surged madly into his body, wreaking destruction everywhere.

A trickle of blood ran from the corner of Yu Xiaowei's mouth, and his body trembled violently. He had suffered serious internal injuries just as he began absorbing the Soul Bone.

Ning Fengzhi never could have imagined that the Soul Bone left behind by that slain Titled Douluo still contained a trace of his consciousness.

Moreover, he could command the energy within the Soul Bone to launch a dual assault on Yu Xiaowei's mind and body.

It felt as though someone were repeatedly carving him up from within with a knife.

The intense pain left Yu Xiaowei drenched in sweat.

Yet that was not the most terrifying part.

The most terrifying thing was that lingering consciousness.

After all, it had been left behind by a Titled Douluo.

Even though Yu Xiaowei's talent was unparalleled, as an Assault System Soul Master, his Spiritual Power was not particularly strong.

Faced with a tidal wave of mental attacks, his mind nearly collapsed several times.

At that critical moment, the Godzilla Martial Soul silently emerged. A strange beast's roar traveled from afar into his mind.

Along with that roar, vast, overwhelming power swept through Yu Xiaowei's mind, cleansing away every unclean thing within it.

"What kind of Soul Beast is that?!"

"Ah—!"

After a brief moment of shock, the Golden Robe Elder's consciousness was completely obliterated beneath the King of Monsters' pressure.

As the Soul Bone's resisting consciousness vanished, its sharp energy became gentle and began actively mending Yu Xiaowei's internal injuries.

A comfortable sensation spread throughout his entire body.

It was as though he had stepped into a vast, boundless forest. Yu Xiaowei lifted his left leg and ran endlessly through it, the sensation of tearing through the wind making him let out a satisfied moan.

When Yu Xiaowei opened his eyes again, the Soul Bone had completely merged into his body.

He carefully sensed the changes in his body.

After absorbing this Soul Bone, his Soul Power remained at level 38 without any movement, but an additional sharp aura now lingered within it.

He tried throwing a punch. There was no change in its force, yet the table, which had clearly not been struck head-on, shattered into pieces from that blow.

Yu Xiaowei's interest immediately rose. He threw punch after punch, smashing objects apart before his fists even reached them.

Only when the room had been reduced to a complete mess did he stop.

The experiment had yielded its result. The greatest change after absorbing this Soul Bone was that every punch now carried an incomparably sharp gust of force.

Yu Xiaowei stepped lightly on the ground, his body seeming as weightless as a feather. With a burst of strength from his left leg, he felt as though he might fly out at any moment.

Left Leg Soul Bone skill: Light Blade Slash. It gathered all power into the left leg, instantly erupting with countless light blades that concentrated their attack on a single point of the target.

Very strong. Very nice.

Yu Xiaowei nodded in satisfaction.

This should have been a Soul Bone dropped by an agility-type Soul Beast. Although he had not gained a speed-type soul skill, his normal speed had clearly increased severalfold.

Its only flaw was that this burst-type soul skill consumed an enormous amount of Soul Power.

A single attack used up twenty percent of his Soul Power.

"Yu! Xiao! Wei!"

Yu Luomian's furious voice suddenly came from the doorway.

A flash of blue light streaked past. Before Yu Xiaowei could react, a tremendous force seized him by the collar and lifted him into the air.

"Are you tearing the house down?"

Seeing Yu Luomian's furious expression, Yu Xiaowei shrank his neck and looked back.

Sure enough, while testing the Soul Bone just now, he had unknowingly demolished most of his own room.

"Dad, Dad, listen to my explanation. I thought the decorations in my room were too old, and I wanted to replace them with a whole new set, so I—"

"So what? Just because you found yourself a rich father-in-law, you think you can squander money however you please?"

Yu Luomian looked heartbrokenly at the room that had been smashed to bits and muttered, "Spendthrift."

Then he tossed Yu Xiaowei down and casually threw him a pitch-black box.

"Dad, what is this?"

The box had a slight weight to it. Yu Xiaowei hefted it and estimated that it weighed around one hundred and thirty to one hundred and forty jin.

"It's not for you. This is the betrothal gift for my future daughter-in-law. Take it to Ning Fengzhi and show him some filial respect."

"Huh? Don't tell me it's another Soul Bone?"

"Of course it is. They gave you something so valuable—shouldn't our family return the gesture? Otherwise, people will think everyone in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan is dirt poor."

Yu Luomian irritably kicked Yu Xiaowei in the backside and drove him out of the house.

With the Soul Bone box tucked under his arm, Yu Xiaowei hummed a little tune all the way to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

He knew the road well by now. It felt just like returning to his own home.

The moment he reached the gates of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Rongrong came skipping out.

The instant she saw Yu Xiaowei, her eyes lit up. She hurried over, grabbed his arm, and pulled him toward the gates.

"Rongrong, quit fooling around. I don't have time to play with you today. I need to see Uncle Ning."

"My dad isn't home today. He went to the auction house to buy a Cat Girl~"

"???"

Yu Xiaowei stared in shock. Well, well—who would have thought Ning Fengzhi was that kind of man?

"Brother Xiaowei, hurry up! I want to tell you a secret, one that even my dad and the others don't know."

Ning Rongrong tugged hard on his hand, constantly dragging him outward.

Yu Xiaowei had no choice but to first store the Soul Bone box in his Soul Tool. Since he had not seen Ning Fengzhi, he did not dare leave something like this lying around outside.

The two walked to a secluded corner. Ning Rongrong warily turned her head from side to side, and after seeing no one around, she tugged Yu Xiaowei's ear and whispered.

"Brother Xiaowei, I'm level 30 now~"

"Ah, that's it? Couldn't you just tell your dad and the others?"

Yu Xiaowei laughed helplessly and pinched Ning Rongrong's chubby little cheek.

Oh? It felt nice. One more pinch.

Ning Rongrong pouted and slapped away his wandering hand, whining coquettishly.

"You promised me before that once I reached level 30, you'd take me hunting for a Soul Ring~"

"If I tell my dad and the others, it'll be no fun at all! I want to hunt for a Soul Ring with you~"

Looking at the eager Ning Rongrong, Yu Xiaowei slapped his forehead. That'll teach you to run your mouth.

But on second thought, her Third Soul Ring would at most come from a Soul Beast a little over a thousand years old. They would not encounter any real danger in the outskirts of Sunset Forest.

"Fine, but once we get to Sunset Forest, you have to listen to me. No running around recklessly, okay?"

"Yay~"