Homecoming Dragon Hunt, Two Spirit Bones

After months of stealthy travel, repeatedly avoiding possible inspections and watchful eyes, Yu Yuanchen finally crossed the Heaven Dou Empire's border without incident and quietly returned to Dragon City.

When he shed his disguise and stepped through the gates of the familiar yet imposing clan estate, every clansman he encountered along the way looked at him with a mixture of surprise and reverence. More than two years of trials and arduous cultivation had left deep marks upon him.

He still had those sharp brows and starry eyes, but every trace of his former youthfulness had completely faded, replaced by an aura as steady as a mountain and as sharp as lightning. Years of unrelenting cultivation and the lightning tempering of Thunderclap Ravine had made him far taller and sturdier than most people his age. Beneath his dark-blue fitted attire, his muscles were smooth and defined—not bulging masses, yet every inch seemed to contain explosive power. Like a slumbering colossal dragon, he exuded a heart-palpitating might even in silence. His neat short hair bore the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's signature deep-blue color, yet faint Blue Arcs of Lightning occasionally flickered through it as the light shifted, adding an air of mystery. Most eye-catching of all was a lock of hair hanging over his brow. It was not blue, but a noble Purple-Gold, echoing the violet lightning and golden gleam that occasionally flashed in the depths of his eyes, making him seem all the more extraordinary.

"Grandfather, Father, I'm back." Yu Yuanchen stood within the Patriarch's study and respectfully bowed to Yu Boxuan, seated at the head of the room, and his father, Yu Mingfeng, standing nearby. His voice was calm, yet it could not conceal the emotion of returning home.

"Chen'er!" Yu Mingfeng strode forward and firmly patted his son's shoulder. Feeling the incomparably solid strength beneath his hand, his eyes brimmed with excitement and relief. "Good! Good! It's good that you're back! Your aura is deep and steady, your Soul Power restrained. It seems you've gained tremendously over these past two years!"

Seated at the head of the room, Yu Boxuan swept his imposing gaze over Yu Yuanchen. When he sensed the Soul Power Fluctuation that had already reached Level Sixty-One Peak, with foundations so profound they were almost unbelievable, as well as the Bloodline Power faintly emanating from his body—strong enough to make even him take notice—an uncontrollable gleam of delight erupted in his eyes.

"Good! As expected of Yu Boxuan's grandson!" Yu Boxuan suddenly rose to his feet and laughed heartily, his voice shaking the rafters. "A Soul Ancestor at thirteen, a Soul Emperor at eighteen! Looking across the history of the continent, who could compare?! Hahaha!"

After a round of family greetings and concerned questions, the conversation swiftly turned to business.

Yu Boxuan's expression turned solemn as he said in a deep voice, "Chen'er, you mentioned Martial Soul Evolution in your letter. Is it true?" This matter was of great importance and allowed no carelessness.

Yu Yuanchen nodded gravely. "Your grandson would not dare speak rashly. After absorbing the Purple Lightning Dragon Soul Ring, especially since the awakening of Thunder God Power, I have indeed felt my Martial Soul Origin become more active. My affinity with lightning has also far surpassed what it once was, and it feels as though some shackle deep within my bloodline is loosening. I am eighty percent certain that if I can absorb another top-tier Dragon Species Soul Ring, I will definitely undergo a transformation upon reaching Level Seventy!"

He did not reveal everything about the Thunder God Position Fragment. It was simply too shocking. Explaining it through Martial Soul Evolution and Thunder God Power was already more than astonishing enough.

Yu Boxuan and Yu Mingfeng exchanged a look, each seeing resolve in the other's eyes.

"Then we must not delay!" Yu Boxuan decided immediately. "That sixty-three-thousand-year-old Pure-blood Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon has long been prepared for you! To avoid complications, we will depart at once for the depths of Thunder Gorge! Mingfeng, remain behind to guard the clan and strictly watch for any movements from the Long Family. Elder Qingtian is already waiting outside. Qingtian and I will personally protect Chen'er while he hunts the Soul Ring!"

Without another word, three figures silently swept out from the depths of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan estate moments later. Like three bolts of lightning, they shot toward Thunder Gorge beyond the city. Besides Yu Boxuan and Yu Yuanchen, the third was another pillar of the clan: Yu Qingtian, a level ninety-four Titled Douluo known as Thunder Dragon Douluo! He was an elderly man with an ancient-looking face, Sharp Eyes like an eagle's, and flickering lightning surrounding his body.

The depths of Thunder Gorge were layered with restrictions. This was the true foundation and core territory of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. Within a hidden valley sealed by a powerful barrier, Yu Yuanchen finally saw his target.

It was a true colossal dragon! More than thirty meters long, its entire body was covered in deep-blue diamond-shaped scales. Every scale shone like a sapphire, reflecting the omnipresent lightning within the gorge. Its massive dragon wings were folded behind its back, and atop its savage dragon head, a single horn pointed straight into the sky, wrapped in terrifying Electric Snakes that crackled incessantly. Several thick lightning chains carved with runes bound it to a stone platform in the center of the valley. Even so, the Dragon Might it emitted remained as vast as the sea—violent and majestic. Its golden dragon eyes were filled with defiance and fury. With a Cultivation Level of sixty-three thousand years, it possessed strength comparable to an ordinary Seventy-Thousand-Year Soul Beast within this lightning-filled environment!

Sensing the intruders, especially the undisguised pressure of Yu Boxuan and Yu Qingtian, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon released an earth-shaking roar and struggled with all its might. The chains clattered as lightning burst forth!

"Attack!" Yu Boxuan barked, releasing his Martial Soul at the same time as Yu Qingtian.

Tyrant Dragon Douluo Yu Boxuan, a level ninety-six Power Attack System Titled Douluo, revealed his Martial Soul Avatar. The phantom of a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon even larger and more terrifying than the Prison Dragon in the valley surged into the sky, its mighty Dragon Might so overwhelming that even the Prison Dragon's roar abruptly faltered!

Thunder Dragon Douluo Yu Qingtian, a level ninety-four Power Attack System Titled Douluo, likewise transformed into a half-dragon form. Lightning coiled around his body. Though he was not as domineering as Yu Boxuan, he was no less incomparably fierce.

With two great Titled Douluo joining forces against a Sixty-Thousand-Year Soul Beast whose mobility had been partially restrained, even if it was a top-tier Dragon Species, the outcome had long been decided.

The battle was fierce but brief. The Prison Dragon fought desperately, spewing Dragon Breath Thunderstorms powerful enough to melt metal and stone, while its Dragon Claws tore through the air. Yet Yu Boxuan's Tyrant Dragon Claw was even more terrifying. Every collision caused the Prison Dragon's scales to Rupture, while Yu Qingtian supported him from the side, the control and attacks of the Thunder Dragon Domain constantly weakening the Prison Dragon's strength.

Yu Yuanchen watched the battle intently from the side without intervening. What he needed was a Soul Beast weakened to its limits, yet with its ferocity and stored origin intact, so that he could deliver the final blow.

After roughly the time it took to burn an incense stick, the Prison Dragon was covered in wounds, its aura weak and its struggling strength greatly diminished. Only the arrogance and madness in its dragon eyes remained undimmed.

"Chen'er, now!" Yu Boxuan shouted. He and Yu Qingtian intensified their suppression at once, pinning the Prison Dragon firmly against the stone platform.

A brilliant light burst from Yu Yuanchen's eyes as he unleashed his strongest attack without hesitation! Thunder God Mode activated instantly, Dragon Scale Armor covering his entire body as lightning condensed to its utmost limit around both claws. Yet the move he ultimately chose was still his most penetrating single-target killing technique—Thunder Dragon Shatters Void!

His body became lightning itself. His Purple-Gold dragon claw seemed to pierce through space, and amid the Prison Dragon's unwilling, despairing roar, it struck with unerring precision beneath its Inverse Scale, at the location of its heart!

The condensed thunderforce erupted in an instant, destroying its last vestige of Life Force.

The Prison Dragon's enormous body convulsed violently several times before finally collapsing limply. Its golden dragon eyes gradually dimmed. A Soul Ring, incomparably deep and black with blue gleaming through it, slowly condensed above its corpse. Blue lightning flickered around its edges, enough to send chills through one's heart. Within the Soul Ring, the phantom of a giant dragon seemed to be roaring, and the energy it gave off was vast and pure, far surpassing any Soul Ring Yu Yuanchen had absorbed before!

"Good! As expected of a sixty-three-thousand-year-old pure-blood Dragon Species!" Yu Qingtian looked at the Soul Ring, and a trace of admiration flashed through his eyes.

Yu Yuanchen calmed his surging Qi and Blood, then sat Cross-legged before the Soul Ring. He began adjusting his condition, preparing himself for this unprecedented challenge.

Meanwhile, Yu Boxuan and Yu Qingtian began handling the precious dragon corpse. Every part of a Pure-blood Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon's body was a treasure. However, just as Yu Qingtian carefully used Soul Power to separate the dragon's right arm bones, preparing to collect any dragon marrow that might be contained within, he suddenly let out a startled cry.

"Patriarch, look!"

Yu Boxuan turned toward the sound and saw that at the center of the thick dragon's right arm bone lay a piece of bone roughly a foot long. It looked as though it had been carved from blue crystal, with liquid lightning seemingly flowing within it, and it radiated a gentle yet incomparably pure glow! A powerful Soul Power Fluctuation and dragon pressure spread out from it.

"This is... a Spirit Bone? And an exceptionally intact Right Arm Soul Bone!" Delight burst into Yu Boxuan's eyes. "Judging by its quality and energy fluctuations, it is absolutely a top-tier Spirit Bone! This Prison Dragon actually nurtured such a treasure within its body!"

Spirit Bones, especially those originating from a top-tier Dragon Species of the same bloodline, were invaluable! Not only could they greatly enhance a Soul Master's strength, they could also grant powerful Spirit Bone skills and perhaps even nourish the Martial Soul itself.

Yu Boxuan immediately decided, "This item is a perfect match for Chen'er's attributes. It should belong to him! As it happens, the clan previously prepared a left arm bone from a Seventy-Thousand-Year Thunder Armored Python that we obtained years ago. Its quality is also exceptional. Though its dragon blood is thin, the Thunder Power and defensive properties it contains should likewise benefit Chen'er greatly. Give him both Spirit Bones to absorb together!"

Just as Yu Boxuan and Yu Qingtian reached their decision and placed the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Right Arm Bone beside the silver-gray Thunder Armored Python Left Arm Bone—which was covered in fine scale-like patterns and had long been taken from the clan treasury and stored in Yu Boxuan's Storage Soul Tool—waiting for Yu Yuanchen to finish absorbing the Soul Ring—

The Soul Power Fluctuation around Yu Yuanchen's Cross-legged body suddenly became violent. His black sixth Soul Ring abruptly blazed with light and completely fused with him. It was as though a Dragon Roar sounded within his body. His aura broke through with a thunderous surge in that instant, stabilizing at Level Sixty-One Peak!

He slowly opened his eyes. Purple-Gold lightning flowed through them, almost tangible. Then his gaze naturally fell upon the two Spirit Bones beside him, both giving off astonishing energy fluctuations. In particular, the dragon's Right Arm Soul Bone that resembled blue crystal resonated intensely with his bloodline.

Yu Boxuan looked at his awakened grandson, pointed at the two Spirit Bones, and smiled with relief and anticipation. "Chen'er, it seems your luck is even better than we imagined. These two Spirit Bones are your next lesson."