Unexpected Event and Farewell

Having absorbed the Spirit Ring, Wu Tong no longer had any lingering worries. He turned his full attention to dealing with that violent energy.

Suppressed by his spiritual power, the violent energy could not resist and could only surrender, gradually being absorbed and refined by Wu Tong.

Once the energy had been completely refined and brought under control, it no longer appeared violent. Instead, it became incomparably docile toward Wu Tong, like a tamed wild beast, no longer showing the slightest resistance.

After circulating around Wu Tong's body once, the energy seemed particularly satisfied with his brain and all poured into the center of his brow.

As the energy surged in, a pattern identical to that of the Mind's Eye Golden Fox emerged on Wu Tong's brow as well.

Once the pattern had fully formed, Wu Tong opened his eyes. Seeing the concern on everyone's faces, warmth filled his heart. Gathering his last bit of strength, he said, "Everyone, I succeeded."

Then Wu Tong fainted.

When he opened his eyes again, it was already a new day.

Wu Tong looked at the somewhat familiar ceiling and immediately understood that the members of the spirit-hunting team had brought him back.

Wu Tong struggled to sit up. The bloodstains and grime on his body had long since been cleaned away, and all his belongings had been placed on the table beside him.

He got out of bed, walked to the table, took out a fresh set of clothes, and began putting them on.

But to his surprise, they would not fit. Only then did Wu Tong realize that his body had undergone enormous changes.

His height had shot up from a little over 1.4 meters to around 1.6 meters. His previously subtle muscle definition had become clearly pronounced, and eight abdominal muscles stood out. His broad shoulders and thick back supported his body, while his chest and abdomen were as hard as steel, giving him a strong, steady presence.

The muscles all over his body had become firmer and more powerful, coiling and intertwining as every muscle fiber brimmed with strength and explosive force, as though capable of unleashing violent energy at any moment. His arms were long and robust, and when he clenched his fists, the muscles on them bulged vividly, radiating masculine vigor.

Standing naked before the mirror, Wu Tong looked at the handsome young gentleman reflected there, as if he had stepped out of a painting. The pattern on his brow added a touch of divinity, accentuating the noble aura around him, like that of an immortal cast down from the heavens. (Just as handsome as all you dear readers.)

Wu Tong nodded in satisfaction. As expected of me.

Looking at the silvery-white pattern on his brow, Wu Tong raised a hand and touched it. A wave of lingering fear rose in his heart, quickly followed by overwhelming joy.

An External Soul Bone.

Soul Bones were divided into six major types: left arm bones, right arm bones, left leg bones, right leg bones, skull bones, and torso bones.

They could grant Spirit Masters immense physical enhancement and could even give them an additional Soul Skill. Thus, Spirit Masters throughout Douluo Continent pursued them madly. The appearance of a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone could stir up a bloody storm, which was why Soul Bones were also known as the "Treasure of the Blood River."

However, on Douluo Continent, where strength was revered above all else, few Spirit Masters enjoyed reading. As a result, very few people knew that aside from the six types of Soul Bones, there was another kind known as an External Soul Bone.

Not only did this type of Soul Bone not occupy one of the Soul Bone slots, it could provide Spirit Masters with enhancements and Soul Skills while also possessing the ability to evolve infinitely as its owner grew stronger.

But since Spirit Masters could generally only reach the rank of Titled Douluo at most, the potential of External Soul Bones was limited as well. Therefore, the earlier one obtained an External Soul Bone, the stronger it could become.

The pattern on Wu Tong's brow was an External Soul Bone—the brow pattern of the Mind's Eye Golden Fox, its Mind's Eye.

After happily celebrating for a while, Wu Tong was about to get dressed when he heard Liu Feiyan's voice.

"Little Wu Tong, are you still not up? The sun's already shining on your butt."

Her voice arrived before she did.

With a bang, Liu Feiyan burst through the door.

Then came a moment of silence...

"Ahhhhh!!!" =()

Wu Tong: "Σ(д|||)"

After a while, the now-dressed Wu Tong came downstairs. Wu Tu and the others were gathered around the table, waiting for him.

With a single glance, Wu Tong noticed that a faint blush still lingered on Liu Feiyan's face.

To avoid the awkwardness, Wu Tong spoke first. "Uncle Wu Tu, I really have to thank you all for helping me this time. I've become a Spirit Master now."

"You don't need to thank me. This was your own effort. But more importantly, is your body all right?"

Wu Tu waved away Wu Tong's thanks and instead began worrying about his condition. After all, Wu Tong's earlier state had truly been terrifying.

"Don't worry, Uncle Wu Tu. My body is special. I can recover quickly after being injured. After resting for a night, I'm completely fine now."

Wu Tong answered frankly, though he concealed the fact that his body had been restored by absorbing the External Soul Bone. A person's face might be known, but their heart could not. It was best to be careful when it came to Soul Bones.

Hearing this, Wu Tu was happy for Wu Tong as well. "It's good that you're fine. But speaking of which, we witnessed a miracle this time. A first Spirit Ring of five hundred years—this is simply unprecedented. Little Brother Wu Tong, the theory you proposed is undoubtedly correct."

The others wore varying expressions, but all of them showed envy and congratulations toward Wu Tong. A strange glimmer even flashed through the eyes of the two female team members.

In response to Wu Tu's praise, Wu Tong humbly shook his head, indicating that he still needed to keep working hard.

Afterward, Wu Tong treated everyone to a meal. Once he had paid them the remaining fee for the spirit hunt, he bid them farewell.

"Little Brother Wu Tong, take care! If you ever need anything in the future, just say the word. We'll help you," Wu Tu called after Wu Tong's retreating figure.

"Got it, Uncle Wu Tu. If I need something, I won't stand on ceremony."

Wu Tong looked back at Wu Tu and replied with a smile.

After several more days of travel,

Wu Tong returned to Notting City while cultivating and journeying at the same time.

After returning to his dormitory, Wu Tong could no longer suppress the exhaustion from the journey and fell into a deep sleep.