Sect Treasure: The Hundred Thousand Year Sacred Dragon Bone Belongs to Yu Xiaoheng

What unsettled Yu Xiaoheng even more was the pressure Qian Xunji had released just now.

For the first time, he clearly realized that in this world, beyond talent and background, there was something else.

Absolute power—the kind that could rule everything.

The noise and congratulations in the Martial Arts Arena now sounded especially grating.

The soaring ambition stirred by awakening the Golden Sacred Dragon Young Body had been crushed to pieces by Qian Xunji's pressure.

Yu Xiaoheng clenched his fists.

Excitement? Pride?

What laughable emotions were those?

He suddenly raised his head and swept his gaze across the sky. Qian Xunji and Bibi Dong had long since vanished.

Golden Sacred Dragon Young Body?

Innate Level Ten Soul Power?

No matter how sacred his Martial Soul was, could it compare to the Six-winged Angel inherited by Spirit Hall?

That was a god-level Martial Soul said to possess Innate Soul Power of Level Twenty!

What did his mere Level Ten amount to?

And if he thought further ahead...

Yu Xiaoheng's eyes deepened.

In the future, a God King would descend upon this world.

Tang San.

The Young Master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?

Before absolute power, that identity meant nothing.

He had to grow stronger!

Only one thought roared wildly within his heart.

Not for the clan, not for anyone else, but for himself.

So that he would never again feel that helplessness of being at another's mercy!

Power, resources, evolution!

Yu Xiaoheng took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed his turbulent emotions as his mind raced.

Besides earning him wealth and gathering Rare Treasures and Herbs, his merchant caravans spread across the continent served another, even more important purpose—collecting intelligence.

Especially intelligence regarding Spirit Beasts.

A name emerged from the depths of his memories.

Dawnlight Qilin Colt.

It was not a true dragon, but a peculiar Spirit Beast carrying a thin trace of Light Attribute Dragon Bloodline.

Its primary attribute was light. Though the Dragon Might it carried was weak, it could stimulate and condense the light power of the Golden Sacred Dragon Young Body, bringing enormous benefits to its subsequent Dragon Attribute Awakening.

According to a secret report sent back by the caravans a month ago, they had discovered a small tribe of Dawnlight Qilin Colts in the Outer Area on the northeastern side of the Star Dou Great Forest.

They had Gentle Temperament, but were Extremely Vigilant.

Among them was one around Fourteen Hundred Years old, precisely his ideal target.

Of course, guarding that Thousand Year Qilin Colt were its parents.

Two powerful Spirit Beasts, both at the Thirty Thousand Year Level.

Yu Xiaoheng's thoughts did not pause in the slightest.

Hunting Spirit Beasts was not difficult for him.

He was the Young Master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. With a single command, the Spirit Emperors and Soul Sages within the clan would Go All Out. Let alone two Thirty Thousand Year Spirit Beasts, they would even Dare to Confront a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.

Capturing that Thousand Year Dawnlight Qilin Colt alive would be as easy as turning over his hand.

The only difficulty—and the most fatal one—lay with himself.

Could his body, which had only just broken through Level Ten, withstand the violent Energy Impact of a Thousand Year Spirit Ring?

For this Martial Soul Awakening, he had consumed large amounts of Whale Rubber, Dawnlight Grass, Dragon Blood Ganoderma... His Physical Body was far stronger than that of others his age.

But was that enough?

He knew very well that normal Soul Masters had to reach the realm of a Level Thirty Soul Grandmaster before they were qualified to attempt absorbing a Thousand Year Spirit Ring.

In the fanfiction novels he had read in his previous life, the protagonists' First Soul Rings were Ten Thousand Year ones, and rings of several tens of thousands of years were not uncommon...

Yu Xiaoheng sneered inwardly.

Those were other people's stories.

By his own estimation, with this body tempered by heavenly treasures, he might have some chance of absorbing a Six Hundred Year Spirit Ring if he gritted his teeth and endured it.

Seven Hundred Years or Eight Hundred Years would already be a gamble.

As for Fourteen Hundred Years...

That was Purely Seeking Death!

Forget it.

Yu Xiaoheng's gaze became firm once more.

The road had to be walked Step by Step.

With the clan supporting him, finding suitable Spirit Beasts would not be difficult in the end.

Right now, his Top Priority was to steady this first step!

At that moment, Yu Yuanzhen's voice rang through the Entire Venue once again, drawing everyone's attention back.

"Heng'er, come here."

Yu Xiaoheng stepped forward As Instructed.

Yu Yuanzhen placed a large hand on his shoulder, his Tiger Eyes filled with Unsuppressable pride and gratification.

"My Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has never mistreated geniuses!"

His Voice Like a Bell, every word clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

"In the name of the Sect Master, I declare that Yu Xiaoheng shall be granted the inherited treasure of our clan, left behind by our Ancestor—the Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Bone—"

"The Sacred Dragon Bone!"

Boom—!

The moment those words fell, the entire Martial Arts Arena erupted!

"What? A Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Bone?!"

"Heavens! Did I hear that right? A Hundred Thousand Year Level Spirit Bone!"

"The Sect Master actually brought out the Sacred Dragon Bone!"

Gasps, cries of shock, and heated discussions merged into a Thunderous Sound Wave that nearly tore the roof off the Martial Arts Arena.

Yu Xiaoheng himself was completely Stunned.

A Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Bone?

The Sacred Dragon Bone?

He abruptly looked up at his father, his eyes full of questions.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan actually had such a foundation?

Yu Yuanzhen nodded heavily at him and explained kindly.

"The Sacred Dragon Bone is a right arm bone left behind by a senior who awakened the Golden Sacred Dragon Martial Soul."

"Not only does it have a Hundred Thousand Year limit, it also Contains a trace of the Spiritual Will left behind when our Ancestor passed away, as well as a wisp of Pure Soul Power. It is no longer simply a Spirit Bone produced by some Spirit Beast."

"Because of this, absorbing this Spirit Bone requires the Ancestor's will to approve."

"But... if even you cannot absorb it, then among our Blue Lightning Sect, who else could refine it?"

It really was Hundred Thousand Year?

It was even...

Stronger than Hundred Thousand Year?

The gloom Qian Xunji had cast over Yu Xiaoheng's heart was mostly swept away by this sudden surprise, and the Corner of the Mouth lifted involuntarily.

His mood improved greatly!

Before long, an Elder brought out a Jade Box.

A brilliant light shone from within.

"Young Master Xiaoheng, a Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Bone is no ordinary thing. Do not rush to absorb it."

"However, simply wearing this Sacred Dragon Bone on your body should also help your cultivation."

Yu Xiaoheng paused, then took out the Crystal Clear Spirit Bone from the box. Sensing the immense energy Aura within it, he was briefly lost in thought.

Not long ago, he had needed to Exert Effort even to obtain a single medicinal herb.

Now, a supreme treasure rarely seen across the Entire Continent had already Fallen into Hand!

Yu Xiaoheng took the opportunity to place the Spirit Bone inside the clothes over his chest. Sure enough, waves of warm Aura flowed into his body.

As for absorbing it, that naturally required a Long-term Plan. A Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Bone could only be safely absorbed by at least a Level Fifty Soul King. Even if his physique was exceptional, he would still need to be around Level Forty, right?

At the same time, waves of voices rang out.

"The Sect Master is wise!"

"The Young Master is a Heavenly Gifted Genius and deserves this reward!"

"That is right! Only by granting the Sacred Dragon Bone to the Young Master can our clan's prestige grow even greater!"

Not a single Elder in the clan raised an objection. Instead, each wore an expression as though it were only natural, stroking their beards and nodding in full approval.

A Great Elder with White Hair and Beard even Sighed with Regret.

"What a pity. Most of the inherited Spirit Bones within the clan have already been absorbed by its strong members over the years."

"Besides this Hundred Thousand Year Sacred Dragon Bone, only four Ten Thousand Year Spirit Bones remain."

"Otherwise, we would surely gather a complete set for the Young Master. Only then would it be perfect!"

The surrounding Disciples became even more excited upon hearing this.

In their eyes, everything in the clan would belong to this Young Master in the future.

"Congratulations, Young Master!"

"Young Master is mighty!"

Mountain Calls and Sea Roars of flattery rose once more, each cry louder than the last.

At the seats of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Zhenyuan nodded with a smile.

Tang Wei of the Clear Sky Sect also wore a smile, but inwardly, he could not help feeling bitter.

He believed he had spared no effort in raising his son Tang Hao, yet compared to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's extravagance...

In the end, it still fell somewhat short.

Of course... Tang Hao might not necessarily be as worthy of investment as Yu Xiaoheng.

Just as the atmosphere throughout the Entire Venue reached its peak, a suppressed cry of alarm suddenly rose from within the crowd.

"Miss Erlong!"

"Miss Erlong, What's Wrong?"