External Soul Bone, Crane Cloud Wings

"What?" Azure Luan Douluo was slightly surprised.

What tricks could a four-hundred-year soul skill possibly produce?

Therefore, he had not given it enough attention.

Wu Qi spread his arms. The Azure Luan Spirit flapped its wings faster and faster, stirring up increasingly fierce gusts.

The Feather Blades that had originally shot outward were drawn back by the wind and gathered together, forming a large azure blade.

Under Wu Qi's control, the blade slashed toward the trees nearby.

In an instant, it severed more than a dozen massive trees, each thick enough for two people to wrap their arms around.

Azure Luan Douluo raised an eyebrow, intrigued.

For a four-hundred-year soul skill to possess such variations, it would surely catch enemies off guard in battle.

However, it seemed to consume an enormous amount of soul power. With only the cultivation of a Soul Master, Wu Qi was already exhausted after using the soul skill twice in succession.

He leaned against a tree stump, gasping heavily.

It's still too much of a strain. Unless I have to kill my opponent in future battles, I can only use one of the forms, he thought.

Perhaps seeing through his thoughts, Azure Luan Douluo walked over and lightly patted his shoulder. "Your Soul Power Level is still too low. Once you break through to Soul Grandmaster or an even higher realm, using low-level soul skills will consume far less soul power."

Originally, he had planned to leave the forest immediately.

But now, Wu Qi's soul power was nearly depleted. How could he have the strength to walk?

Left with no choice, the two remained in the forest a while longer.

Following the meditation method Azure Luan Douluo had taught him, Wu Qi sat cross-legged on the tree stump, greedily absorbing soul power.

As his soul power steadily replenished, he sensed a slight abnormality in his back.

The feeling was extremely subtle. His back felt somewhat itchy, yet no matter how he reached back to scratch it, he could never find the spot.

Before long, as the itch faded, something behind his back seemed ready to break through his skin.

Noticing the anomaly, Azure Luan Douluo made no move. He merely watched quietly.

Suddenly, a pair of azure wings tore through Wu Qi's skin and emerged from his back.

The intense pain of his flesh being split nearly caused him to lose consciousness.

"I guessed correctly. It truly is a sign of an External Soul Bone emerging," Azure Luan Douluo murmured.

He could not help but marvel at Wu Qi's good fortune.

At the Soul Master level, he possessed a First Soul Skill with variations, as well as an External Soul Bone second only to a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone.

It could be said that Wu Qi's starting point had already surpassed all soul masters. Even most soul masters could only look up in despair at the foundation he possessed now.

As the External Soul Bone appeared, information about it flooded into Wu Qi's mind.

His gaze suddenly became resolute.

Though he did not possess Twin Martial Souls, his starting point was already high enough.

As a transmigrator, Tang San was undoubtedly the benchmark by which strength was measured.

Now that he had joined the Worship Hall, friction with Tang San would be unavoidable in the future. Previously, he might not have dared to claim he could contend with Tang San, but now, he was confident that he could trample the future Tang San beneath his feet!

"Master, my External Soul Bone can enhance my control over the wind attribute. At the same time, it can also—"

Azure Luan Douluo nodded.

Truly monstrous!

Night had fallen, and the two did not linger.

Azure Luan Douluo rode the wind through the sky, carrying Wu Qi toward Spirit City.

Papal Hall.

Upon learning that Ghost Douluo's mission had failed, Bibi Dong had expected it, yet she was still exceedingly irritated.

Such an outstanding seedling, if brought under the Papal Hall, would surely become a core member of the Golden Generation. Now that he had fallen into the Worship Hall's hands, she would have to take his growth rate into account in the future.

Innate Full Soul Power—that was a level even Hu Liena had never attained.

Unfortunately, she had only just begun to gain control over Spirit Hall's authority and could not rashly leave the Papal Hall.

Otherwise, how could she have so easily handed him over to someone else?

After scolding Ghost Douluo a few times over the matter, her mood improved somewhat.

Still, she wanted to see just how far Wu Qi would grow under the tutelage of those old fellows from the Worship Hall.

Taking Wu Qi's feelings into consideration, Azure Luan Douluo spent ten days bringing him back to Spirit City.

Having witnessed the prosperity of Heaven Dou City, Wu Qi did not act like a country bumpkin upon arriving in Spirit City, one of the three great cities of Douluo Continent.

"In terms of commerce, Spirit City may not compare to Star Luo City or Heaven Dou City. But this is the holy land in the hearts of soul masters. Many soul masters save up their entire lives just to come here and experience the atmosphere of this sacred land for soul masters."

Azure Luan Douluo explained patiently.

For quite some time to come, Wu Qi would be living here. Letting him get familiar with the atmosphere of the city would help ease his unease.

As they passed several residences within the city, they occasionally saw Soul Masters training.

Compared to other cities, the cultivation atmosphere here was excellent. At the tea stalls and taverns by the roadside, there was less commercial boasting; many people were discussing their cultivation experiences as Soul Masters.

It was worth mentioning that Spirit City did not forbid ordinary people from entering, nor did it charge any entrance fees.

The current Spirit Hall was sacred and inviolable in the eyes of all Soul Masters.

In the original timeline, Tang Hao had smashed the Papal Hall and faced no consequences afterward, undoubtedly dragging Spirit Hall down from its pedestal.

What happened in the future was merely the gradual decay of Spirit Hall's enormous corpse.

After stopping and walking along the way, they eventually arrived at the sacred Papal Hall.

After taking a distant glance at it, Azure Luan Douluo led Wu Qi elsewhere.

Douluo Hall stood beside Worship Hall. According to the rules, no one but newly promoted Titled Douluo or ritual personnel was permitted to enter Douluo Hall.

Wu Qi was no exception.

However, an exception was made for him. He bypassed Douluo Hall by taking a small path behind it and entered Worship Hall.

At the center of Worship Hall stood a golden statue of the Six-Winged Angel, imbued with divinity.

On the elevated seat, Qian Daoliu rested his right hand against his cheek, his eyes closed as he composed himself.

With just one glance, Wu Qi could sense the sacred and imposing aura emanating from him.

The continent's only Limit Douluo truly lived up to his reputation!

"Great Enshriner, Little Qi has arrived." Azure Luan Douluo gave a slight bow toward the elevated seat.

Then, he brought Wu Qi to sit in the seat on the right beneath the elevated platform.

On Douluo Continent, the left side was considered superior. The seat on the left belonged to Golden Crocodile Douluo.

As Qian Daoliu spoke, the solemn atmosphere in the hall eased.

"It seems we have gained another new member. Little Qi, you may call this old man Grandpa Qian or Great-Grandpa."

Golden Crocodile Douluo patted his chest. "Grandpa Golden Crocodile."

With the atmosphere relaxed, Guang Ling Douluo rose from his seat and approached Wu Qi, lightly poking the latter's cheek with a finger.

"Call this old man Grandpa, and I'll look after you from now on."

Wu Qi had already known Guang Ling Douluo's personality from watching the animation in his previous life.

Yet seeing it in person now, he could not help feeling a little awkward.

The guy before him seemed even more childish than he was.

"Guang Ling, you should rein in that temperament of yours." Azure Luan Douluo smiled helplessly.

At Guang Ling Douluo's age, he was more than qualified to be Wu Qi's grandfather. It was just that his appearance and behavior truly did not match the word "grandpa."

The several enshriners of Worship Hall all showed goodwill and concern toward Wu Qi, the newcomer.

After all, these old fellows gathered together every day and were terribly bored. Having a little fellow around could at least relieve the boredom.