What Would His Martial Soul Become?

"All right."

Ling Yuan Douluo sighed.

Comparisons really are the death of happiness.

If a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone were placed before her, she would probably pounce on it and absorb it without hesitation.

But Ye Tian?

Faced with a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone, a treasure rarely seen in this world,

he had actually started being picky.

It was infuriating!

She had been around for years and still did not have a single Soul Bone.

Still,

Ling Yuan Douluo felt no greed.

In her eyes, Ye Tian had become a towering figure beyond reproach...

"Sister Ling Yuan, lie down and rest for a while."

Ye Tian spoke softly.

"Mm."

Ling Yuan Douluo nodded. Without another word, she slowly lay down on the grass and let out a long breath.

Her slender waist, which had spent so long supporting her ample curves, finally got a moment to relax.

Her shapely body rose and fell in the breeze...

Her legs parted slightly against the soft grass, drawing the eye.

She folded her arms over her beautiful face,

shielding it from the ever-brightening sunlight.

Though Ling Yuan Douluo had shut out the light, she remained alert...

Not a rustle of wind or grass around her

escaped her notice.

"..."

A gentle breeze passed, and the Blue Silver Emperor swayed softly in the wind.

Ye Tian stared at the Blue Silver Emperor without blinking,

lost in thought.

Ah Yin's Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone had reminded him of something...

Would absorbing a Soul Bone into his body

introduce unwanted impurities?

Wouldn't that taint his pure Innate Body all over again?

And another thing...

Could adding the Blue Silver Emperor Bloodline to his Innate Body make it stronger?

Something like an Innate Sword Body or Innate Thunder Body—

an innate physique