Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone

Because the slacking system had made Yuan Luo wait a whole year before hunting for a Soul Ring.

A year later, when Yuan Luo was ten years old.

In Li Bapo's classroom, Yuan Luo was, as usual, wandering through his dreams.

Ding! Congratulations, Host, on breaking through. You have received a top-tier reward: one Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast Dark Moon Spirit Cat Left Arm Bone.

"Holy shit!"

Yuan Luo suddenly shot to his feet in his sleep.

A famous phrase from his past life slipped from his mouth, startling the drowsy students around him into shuddering.

Li Bapo, who had been writing, snapped the pen in her hand.

"Yuan Luo, what exactly are you trying to do?!"

Yuan Luo did not even glance at Li Bapo's furious expression. In his mind, he frantically asked whether that had really been the system speaking just now. Please, don't let it have been a dream!

But after asking for a long time, the system still gave no response at all. It seemed it was still slacking off.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Yuan Luo seemed to spot an object radiating silvery-white light in his system space. Looking closely, wasn't that a bone?

Yuan Luo grinned foolishly. So it was real!

This delighted Yuan Luo beyond measure. He had not expected the reward delayed by a year to be so generous.

Without a moment's hesitation, Yuan Luo pulled back his chair and walked toward the door with a beaming smile.

"Yuan Luo, stop right there!"

Li Bapo was trembling all over with rage.

"Pfft!"

Yuan Luo wore a disdainful expression. It was not that he lacked respect for his teacher; Li Bapo was simply too awful. She came to class in a foul mood every day, and whenever she was in a bad mood, she would beat and punish the students.

If it had not been for a graduation certificate, he would never have attended Li Bapo's classes.

Seeing Yuan Luo ignore her, the fury in Li Bapo's heart only grew stronger.

"Fine! Fine! Fine!"

Suddenly, Li Bapo's aura intensified, and three Soul Rings—white, yellow, and yellow—appeared around her.

No one had realized before that Li Bapo was actually a Soul Elder!

The surrounding students revealed shocked expressions. Some of those who had been sleeping in class were so frightened that they burst into tears. If they had known Li Bapo's strength, they would never have dared sleep again even if someone chopped them to death.

Judging from her aura, she was around Rank 33. Yuan Luo did not think much of her now.

Li Bapo's Martial Soul was a strip of silk. Red silk flew from her hand.

It shot toward Yuan Luo.

Yuan Luo merely shook his head, paying it no mind.

With his current strength, he could easily crush her even without using Soul Rings.

Especially since Li Bapo even had a white Soul Ring and not a single Thousand-Year Soul Ring.

Golden light flashed over Yuan Luo's right hand. Soul Power surged forth and condensed in his palm.

Several golden threads appeared, winding around Yuan Luo's five fingers.

Just as the silk was about to reach Yuan Luo, he flicked his right hand, and the golden threads stretched out endlessly.

They spun clockwise and directly wound themselves around the silk.

With another light flick, Li Bapo's Martial Soul was sent flying backward at high speed by that force.

This was the effect of consuming the Dao Soul Fruit. It allowed him to use Soul Power with complete flexibility, and his understanding of elements was exceptionally profound.

Like the threads just now, they had been condensed from the Metal Element.

The Metal Element governed slaughter and sharpness, but when used properly, it could offer both control and cutting power.

During this brief battle, everyone except Tang San and Xiao Wu was stunned.

Tang San and Xiao Wu often joined forces against Yuan Luo, but they suffered crushing defeats every time. At first, they could last a hundred moves, then fifty. Now, they could not touch Yuan Luo at all and could not even withstand a single move from him.

When the two worked together, even an ordinary Soul Elder would find them troublesome. Yet Yuan Luo toyed with them as if it were a game, showing just how strong he was.

The students clutched their chests, feeling as though ten thousand sharp blades had pierced their hearts.

They had never expected Yuan Luo, who had never displayed his strength, to be so unfathomable.

Especially since Yuan Luo's usual impression was that he slept in class. Because of his influence, some students had begun sleeping as well, resulting in little improvement in either their strength or knowledge.

They shed tears of regret. They had never expected that they themselves were the clowns.

"First Soul Skill, Wandering Snake!"

Li Bapo's white Soul Ring lit up. At once, the silk seemed to become thinner and longer, winding like a snake.

It slithered straight toward Yuan Luo.

Yuan Luo's mouth twitched. He was just a child—was it really necessary to use a Soul Skill on him?

This time, he increased the flow of Soul Power. The golden threads appeared even brighter and more lustrous.

Just like before, the silk was flung behind him without even touching Yuan Luo.

"Third Soul Skill, Earth Enclosure."

Li Bapo's third Soul Ring lit up.

The soft silk transformed into iron sheets, forming an enclosure on three sides.

It shrank from large to small, directly sealing off Yuan Luo from three directions.

The golden threads in Yuan Luo's hand vanished, replaced by the phantom of a large golden blade. The phantom quickly solidified until it looked like a real blade.

"Bang!"

The Golden Blade collided with the silk, producing a thunderous roar as ripples spread from the impact.

Li Bapo's expression seemed somewhat ugly. Her strongest attack had become so utterly powerless before her opponent.

Moreover, Yuan Luo had not even used his Soul Rings. She had not seen a single one of his Soul Rings.

While she was distracted, Yuan Luo suddenly exerted force with his hand and sliced the silk apart.

Yuan Luo then withdrew the Golden Blade and left the classroom without even looking back.

The classroom erupted into noisy chatter.

"Xiao San, why is Luo-ge so strong?"

Xiao Wu's eyes widened, and she even rubbed them with her hands, unable to believe what she had just seen.

Tang San merely shook his head without saying anything, but the fighting spirit in his eyes could not be concealed.

"Shut up, all of you! Class is in session!"

Li Bapo's furious face had turned somewhat pale. The shattering of her Martial Soul had caused her some backlash as well.

The classroom, which had been noisy just moments ago, instantly fell silent. Even the sound of a Silver Needle falling to the floor would have been clear.

After returning to the dormitory, Yuan Luo first looked around to check for any unknown dangers.

Then he took out the silvery-white Soul Bone.

This aura truly was extraordinary.

Yuan Luo swallowed. Now was not the time to absorb it; he had to ensure his safety completely.

The system had removed all the violent aura within this Soul Bone. Even someone with only Rank 1 Soul Power could absorb it without worrying that their body would be unable to endure it.

However, the Soul Power stored inside had also dissipated, so it could no longer raise his Soul Power. That was somewhat regrettable.

Still, that was normal. If Yuan Luo's Soul Power rose too quickly, wouldn't he reach the ending immediately?

Then there would be no plot left to write, and his story would end right away.

That would directly reduce his popularity and drastically decrease the number of silver notes he received. That would be a real loss.

Back in the Far North.

Grandmaster Sui had already finished appraising it.

"Young friend, this should be a Soul Bone around fifteen hundred years old. Our Auction House will put it up as the finale item, but we will need to take five percent of the proceeds. What do you think?"

"Arrange it as you see fit."

Yuan Luo waved his hand, utterly unconcerned.

"Very well. The auction will begin in half an hour."

Grandmaster Sui took a plaque from a drawer and handed it to Yuan Luo. The number 1 was written on it.

It seemed this was the best private room, which was only fitting.

Yuan Luo nodded, then left. Led by a woman, he arrived at a private room in the very center.

The room was made of a kind of redwood and was extremely expensive. It contained two seats that could be used for either sitting or reclining.

At the very front hung a curtain, likely made from the fur of some Soul Beast. Those inside could see outside, but those outside could not see in.

Everything was ready. All that remained was for the auction to begin.