Your external soul bone? No, that's my toothpick.

"Found him."

The golden light in Qian Mo's eyes slowly receded, and the corners of his mouth curved into a playful arc.

Through the God's Perspective of [Omniscience Omnipotence], he clearly saw the pathetic scene outside the Soul Hunting Forest.

That Tang San, who was known as "Pure and Chaste," was currently like a cornered mouse, repeatedly jumping at the edge of a giant spider web.

"Where?" Qian Renxue leaned closer, her golden hair brushing against Qian Mo's neck, tickling him.

"Soul Hunting Forest, northeast corner," Qian Mo pointed into the void, "about three hundred miles from here."

"So far?" Qian Renxue frowned, "If we take a horse carriage, the day will be long gone."

"Who said we're taking a horse carriage?"

Qian Mo chuckled lightly, the Auspicious Beast Qilin Skull at his brow heating up slightly.

An extremely mysterious fluctuation instantly enveloped the three of them.

That was Auspicious Qi.

Under the Law of Auspiciousness, as long as I wish to go, the ends of the earth are within reach.

"Hold on tight."

Qian Mo snapped his fingers.

"Auspicious Beast Skill--Auspicious Descent!"

The surrounding space did not tear apart, but instead folded together bizarrely, like origami.

The next second.

The scene of the lush Core Area of the Star Dou Great Forest instantly disappeared.

In its place were the sparse vegetation of the Soul Hunting Forest and the faint fetid smell lingering in the air.

The three of them were suspended at a hundred-meter altitude, standing on a Golden Auspicious Cloud condensed from Auspicious Qi.

Invisible and isolating their aura.

"We're... here?" Zhu Zhuqing looked down, her cat pupils contracting slightly.

Was this kind of method something a Soul Master could achieve?

Even Titled Douluo had to fly to travel, how could they just "teleport" like this?

"Shh, let's watch the show," Qian Mo put a finger to his lips and pointed below.

Ground Battlefield.

Brutal.

Only these two words could describe it.

Tang San was covered in blood, his blue school uniform torn into cloth strips, revealing wounds that went deep to the bone.

His proud Hidden Weapon Pouch was empty.

The ground was littered with Willow Leaf Knives, Bone Piercing Nails, and even a few expensive Dragon Whisker Needles.

And opposite him.

A Man Faced Demon Spider, over three meters in body size, was brandishing eight spear-like long legs, emitting a grating screech.

This demon spider was clearly injured as well, two of its compound eyes were blinded, and purple poison blood flowed all over the ground.

But this only seemed to ignite its ferocity.

"Xiao San! Don't panic!"

In the Safe Zone at the edge of the battlefield, Yu Xiaogang stood with his hands behind his back (though they were trembling), still offering Outside Guidance.

"This is a two-thousand-year Man Faced Demon Spider! The white markings on its abdomen indicate that its defense is weakest three inches below its abdomen!"

"Use the Godly Zhuge Crossbow! That's your last chance!"

Tang San gritted his teeth, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.

"Purple Demon Eye!"

He forcibly overdrawn his Mental Power, locking onto the almost imperceptible white spot on the demon spider's abdomen.

His wrist flipped.

The Black Box-like Godly Zhuge Crossbow emitted the crisp sound of its mechanism tightening.

"Die!!"

Tang San roared, his finger about to pull the trigger.

This was Tang San's Highlight Moment from the Original Work.

A Desperate Counter Kill, Level-Up Absorption, obtaining the External Soul Bone Eight Spider Lances, and thus embarking on a Hacked Life.

However.

Today, the script had changed.

Above the Clouds.

Qian Mo looked at the demon spider below, which was preparing to fight to the death, with indifferent eyes.

"Little Spider."

He called out softly in his heart.

He didn't use his soul power, just released a trace of the pressure belonging to the "Auspicious Angel."

And he precisely projected this pressure only onto the Man Faced Demon Spider's head.

On the ground.

The Man Faced Demon Spider, which was about to turn Tang San into a sieve with its spear, suddenly froze.

Its remaining compound eyes instantly widened.

It felt it.

High above its head.

There was a... god.

The tremor that originated from the depths of its bloodline made it instantly lose all killing intent.

It could even feel that the "god" was staring at something precious within its body.

If it didn't hand it over, not only would it die, but its soul would also be annihilated.

The intuition of soul beasts was often sharper than that of humans.

So.

At the critical moment when Tang San was about to pull the trigger.

The Man Faced Demon Spider made a move that no one could understand.

It abruptly retracted its long legs that were stabbing towards Tang San.

Then, it turned around.

Its rear faced Tang San, and its head faced the void.

"Pfft—!"

It opened its ferocious mouthparts, not spitting out venom or spider webs.

Instead, with extreme pain, as if vomiting blood and essence, it spat out a ball of dark purple light.

That is its Origin Essence.

It is also the Prototype of the yet-to-be-formed External Soul Bone—the Eight Spider Lances.

As the light cluster left its body, the Man Faced Demon Spider's Aura instantly weakened to its extreme, as if its marrow had been drained.

It lay on the ground and let out a mournful cry towards the sky.

As if saying, "Big Boss, I paid the Protection Fee, can you at least leave me a Complete Corpse?"

Tang San was stunned.

Yu Xiaogang was dumbfounded.

Even he forgot to release the trigger he had already pulled halfway.

"What...what kind of tactic is this?" Tang San was full of confusion. "Is it...spitting out its Inner Core?"

Above the Clouds.

Qian Mo looked at the purple light floating up and curled his lips in disdain.

He raised his hand.

The light cluster passed through the clouds and landed in his palm.

The System Prompt sounded at the opportune moment:

[Detected Inferior External Soul Bone "Eight Spider Lances".]

[Evaluation: A Low-end Product full of Impurities, Evil Qi, and Spider Saliva.]

[Purify?]

"Purify," Qian Mo said without hesitation.

What a joke.

This thing, just spat out from a spider's mouth, he wouldn't dare to take it without washing it ten or eight times.

At the same time.

Tang San on the ground finally reacted.

Although he didn't know why the demon spider suddenly inflicted Self-mutilation, this was a once-in-a-lifetime Chance!

"Forget it! Kill!"

Bang bang bang bang!

The Godly Zhuge Crossbow roared.

Sixteen Iron Arrows pierced the Man Faced Demon Spider's defenseless abdomen with a whistling sound.

Pfft, pfft, pfft!

Green Blood Flowers burst open.

Already weakened by sacrificing its essence, the Man Faced Demon Spider, unable to even scream, was shot into a sieve.

Boom.

Its massive body fell to the ground, kicking up dust.

A Purple Soul Ring slowly rose.

"Success!"

Tang San was overjoyed. Ignoring his injuries, he scrambled towards the corpse.

Yu Xiaogang also ran over excitedly, his stiff face flushed.

"Quick! Xiao San! Don't rush to absorb the soul ring yet!"

Yu Xiaogang's voice trembled, "According to my theory, this mutated Man Faced Demon Spider, in a state of extreme rage and near death, has a very high probability of producing an External Soul Bone!"

"External Soul Bone?!" Tang San's breathing instantly became heavy.

That was a treasure second only to a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring!

"Look quickly! It should be near the spine on its back!" Yu Xiaogang directed.

Tang San took out a sharp dagger.

At this moment, he was like a mad butcher.

He cut open the carapace.

Nothing.

He severed the spine.

Nothing.

He dug out all the internal organs and searched through them.

Still nothing.

Other than foul bodily fluids and shredded meat, the spider was as clean as if it had been ransacked.

Ten minutes later.

Tang San sat blankly in a pool of blood, clutching a handful of spider intestines, his eyes vacant.

"Teacher..."

Tang San looked up at Yu Xiaogang, who also had a stunned expression, his voice choked with tears.

"Where are the bones?"

"It doesn't make sense..."

Yu Xiaogang ran his hands through his hair, rummaging through the pile of minced meat, even reaching into the demon spider's stomach.

"My theory can't be wrong... mutated demon spider, killing above its level, dying burst... all three conditions were met!"

"Why not?"

Yu Xiaogang fell into deep self-doubt.

Could it be... this spider was disabled? Born calcium deficient?

Or... is my theory really just a theory?

Seeing the miserable state of the master and disciple, who were questioning life.

Qian Mo, high above the clouds, felt extremely pleased.

The ball of light in his hand had been completely purified.

The originally ferocious eight spider legs, covered in bristles and barbs, had transformed.

Impurities were removed, and the evil qi was neutralized by holy attributes.

They had become eight crystal-clear long needles, as if crafted from amethyst.

Each was about half a foot long, with incomparably sharp tips, flowing with a faint light.

"This thing..."

Qian Renxue leaned over, looking at what Qian Mo held with a look of disgust.

"It was just those disgusting spider legs a moment ago, how did it suddenly become so beautiful?"

"This is called turning decay into magic."

Qian Mo played with the eight "Amethyst Needles" in his hand and casually took out an exquisite food box from his Storage Ring.

It was the "Love Pastries" that Qian Renxue had insisted on giving him before they left.

It was said to be a "Holy Cookie" baked by her using Angel Holy Fire.

Qian Mo took out a piece.

Its hardness was comparable to granite.

If he didn't use his soul power, he estimated he could break his teeth.

"Perfect timing to test its hardness."

Qian Mo picked up an Amethyst Needle and gently poked the stone... no, cookie.

There was no obstruction.

Not even a single crumb fell off.

The Eight Spider Lances' penetration characteristic, which ignored defense, was perfectly preserved.

"Not bad."

Qian Mo nodded with satisfaction, then speared a piece of cookie and put it into his mouth (of course, he secretly shattered it with soul power before swallowing).

"The hardness is moderate, the texture is smooth, and it even has an automatic sterilization function."

"From now on, I'll use it as a fruit fork or a toothpick."

Zhu Zhuqing, standing by, watched this scene, her mouth twitching slightly.

She glanced at Tang San, who was still desperately searching in the blood pool below, and then at the heaven-defying opportunity in Qian Mo's hand, which originally belonged to Tang San.

An External Soul Bone!

That was something the soul master world would fight tooth and nail for!

Yet, in this man's hands... it had been reduced to cutlery?

"What? You want one too?"

Qian Mo noticed Zhu Zhuqing's gaze and casually handed her a needle and a pastry.

"Here, try your sister Xue'er's craftsmanship. Remember to use this skewer, otherwise, you won't be able to bite it."

Zhu Zhuqing: "..."

Qian Renxue: "..."

"Xiao Mo! Who are you saying made something that can't be bitten?!" Qian Renxue exploded, reaching out to pinch Qian Mo's ear.

"Let's go, let's go! Home!"

Qian Mo laughed heartily, controlling the auspicious clouds and leaving with the two stunning maidens, soaring gracefully above Tang San and his master.

Only the ground remained.

A cold wind blew past.

Tang San shivered, looking at the ground covered in minced meat, and finally couldn't hold back his tears.

"Teacher... I feel like I've lost something very important..."

"My heart feels so empty."

Yu Xiaogang sighed and patted his disciple's blood-stained shoulder.

"Don't think about it, Xiao San."

"This is fate."

"Perhaps... this spider really had no bones."

Several days later.

Martial Soul City, Papal Palace.

When Qian Mo and the two others returned laden with spoils, the terrifying Aura they hadn't fully contained nearly made the guarding knights kneel.

Bibi Dong stood at the head of the great hall.

She looked at Qian Mo's level 45 soul power fluctuation, at Zhu Zhuqing's transformed, captivating aura, and even Qian Renxue had advanced one level from "piggybacking experience" these past few days.

His Holiness the Pope remained silent for a long time.

Too fast.

This growth rate could no longer be described as genius.

It was monstrous.

If they were allowed to grow so wildly, unstable foundations would be a minor issue; it might even attract the attention of the God Realm prematurely.

"Mo'er, Zhuqing."

Bibi Dong's voice echoed through the hall, filled with undeniable majesty.

"Your gains this time have far exceeded my expectations."

"However, with such rapid growth in power, your state of mind is bound to become restless."

She paused, then struck the ground heavily with her Scepter.

"I've decided."

"Starting tomorrow, we will begin the 'Hell Special Training' plan."

"For the next three years, you two will enter the Martial Soul Hall's Secret Realm—Death Canyon—for closed-door cultivation."

"Unless your spirit power reaches level 60, or..."

Bibi Dong glanced at Qian Mo, a hint of deep meaning flashing in her Eyes.

"Or if you can team up and last an incense stick's worth of time under my control."

"Otherwise, you are not allowed to leave seclusion."

Qian Mo froze for a moment.

Three years?

Closed-door?

Doesn't that mean... for these three years, it will just be him and Zhu Zhuqing?

A man and a woman alone.

Deep mountains and old forests.

And facing all sorts of dangers...

Qian Mo subconsciously turned to look at Zhu Zhuqing.

Coincidentally, Zhu Zhuqing was also looking at him.

Their Eyes met.

The Kitten's face instantly turned bright red, and she quickly lowered her head, staring at her toes.

But those cat ears were trembling slightly, as if... she wasn't resisting?

"Yes, His Holiness the Pope."

Qian Mo's lips curved upwards as he bowed and accepted the order.

It seemed these three years wouldn't be boring.