External Soul Bone

[Black World · Future Footage]

To compare this breathtaking moment, the Sky Curtain once again retrieved footage from Black World's future.

It was Hei Tang San's Third Soul Ring moment.

The same excruciating pain.

The same spinal mutation.

But Hei Tang San's reaction was terror.

"Teacher! What's happening to me?"

"My back... something's trying to come out!"

"Am I going to turn into a monster?!"

In the footage, Hei Tang San rolled about on the ground in agony, clawing helplessly at the earth with both hands until his fingernails flipped back.

He was terrified.

He feared that he would no longer be human, that he would become some half-human, half-beast creature like the Man Faced Demon Spider.

That fear of the unknown nearly drove him into a mental breakdown.

And Yu Xiaogang, standing nearby, was equally at a loss. All he could do was shout weakly, "Hold on! Xiao San! This is a side effect of Martial Soul mutation!"

A side effect.

In their understanding, it was an illness, a disaster.

[White World]

The scene switched back.

Bai Tang San did not roll around.

He clenched his teeth, dropped to one knee, and braced both hands against the ground, his fingers digging deep into the rock.

"This feeling..."

"Isn't a mutation."

"It's an extension of my bones."

Bai Tang San's mind raced through the pain.

"The chance of a Soul Beast dropping a Soul Bone is extremely low."

"But this Man Faced Demon Spider was killed by my trap, its resentment soaring to the heavens."

"Coupled with my Overlevel Absorption and the overflowing energy..."

"Could it be..."

Two sharp glints suddenly burst from Bai Tang San's eyes.

"An External Soul Bone?!"

In this era, when even Titled Douluo might not possess a single Soul Bone.

An External Soul Bone was a legend among legends.

A supreme treasure second only to a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring!

"Good stuff..."

"Good stuff delivered right to my door!"

Bai Tang San grinned, revealing a savage smile smeared with blood.

"Since you're here, don't even think about leaving!"

"Mysterious Heaven Skill! Guide it for me!"

He did not resist the pain.

Instead, he controlled the Soul Power within his body and actively met the energy trying to burst out of him.

Guiding.

Fusing.

Reshaping!

He directed that violent energy bit by bit along his spine, guiding it toward eight acupoints on his back.

"Break—!!!"

Bai Tang San let out a low roar.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

Eight dull bursts rang out almost simultaneously.

The clothes on his back instantly exploded into shreds.

Eight swollen lumps ruptured.

Eight thick, sharp spears gleaming with a sinister purple-black light, dripping with blood, emerged from his back...

And burst forth!

They were no ordinary bones.

They were eight miniature Man Faced Demon Spider legs!

Each was three meters long, with spear-sharp tips and hard carapaces covering their entire length. Nauseating venom still flowed over them.

Savage.

Terrifying.

Like an Asura returned from hell.

The surrounding mercenaries were dumbstruck.

"M-Monster!"

Someone could not help crying out in alarm. His legs trembled so badly that he could barely hold his weapon.

In the eyes of ordinary people, anyone who grew spider legs was unquestionably an aberration, a mark of an Evil Soul Master!

But Bai Tang San ignored them.

He slowly rose to his feet.

The Eight Spider Lances behind him unfolded, tracing streaks of purple afterimages through the air.

"Whew..."

Bai Tang San rolled his shoulders.

There was not the slightest discomfort.

Those eight spears felt like limbs he had been born with, moving as naturally as his own arms.

With a thought.

Thunk! Thunk! Thunk!

The four lower spider lances suddenly pierced the hard stone ground, sinking deep into it as easily as cutting tofu.

Then.

The spider lances exerted force.

Bai Tang San's entire body was steadily lifted into the air, rising a full two meters off the ground.

He looked down upon the crowd from above.

Those dark golden pupils held none of the panic of someone who had turned into a "monster."

There was only the... satisfaction of inspecting a new weapon.

"Hardness comparable to refined iron forged a hundred times."

"Venom mixed from the Man Faced Demon Spider and my Blue Silver toxin. It kills at the sight of blood."

"Most importantly..."

Bai Tang San controlled the spider lances and moved swiftly across the cliff face.

As if walking on level ground.

"This thing can climb mountains, jump, and even serve as the frame for a glider."

"It saves me a fortune on buying a Flying Soul Tool."

"This is... cost-effectiveness."

[Real World]

Shrek Academy, Sports Field.

Dead silence filled the area.

Everyone gaped at the youth on the Sky Curtain, clinging to the cliff face like Spider-Man.

Hei Tang San unconsciously touched his back.

There was nothing there.

According to his original fate, he would have needed to face countless brushes with death much later before gaining this opportunity.

And when he got it, he had been terrified, even wanting to saw it off at one point.

But now.

Bai Tang San had obtained it with merely his Second Soul Ring.

And...

"Saving money?"

Hei Tang San's mouth twitched violently.

"He got god-tier equipment like that, and his first reaction was... that it saved him money on flying equipment?"

"That way of thinking..."

"Why does it suddenly make the Godly Zhuge Crossbow in my hand feel so unimpressive?"

He looked at the Hidden Weapon he had always been so proud of.

Then he looked at the eight "super Hidden Weapons" on the other's back, which came with deadly poison and could even be used as legs.

A sense of utter defeat welled up within him.

Meanwhile, at Spirit Hall.

Bibi Dong looked at the eight spider lances, and her gaze turned even more dangerous.

She possessed Twin Martial Souls, one of which was the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor.

She understood better than anyone what an External Soul Bone meant.

"A Soul Bone capable of evolution..."

"Combined with that predatory Blue Silver Grass of his..."

"This child has already become a force to be reckoned with."

[White World]

Inside the canyon.

Bai Tang San leaped down from the cliff face.

With a thought.

The Eight Spider Lances instantly folded together, pressing tightly against his back before finally turning into eight purple-black markings that merged into his skin.

They could be extended and retracted freely.

There were no side effects whatsoever.

That was the benefit Flesh Body Attains Sainthood brought—perfect control.

"It isn't over yet."

Bai Tang San raised his right hand.

With the absorption of his Second Soul Ring, his Martial Soul also underwent its first qualitative leap.

"Blue Silver Grass."

Buzz!

A brand-new Blue Silver Grass appeared in his palm.

It was no longer pale blue and fragile.

Its leaves had become broad and thick, its entire body taking on a bewitching dark purplish-gold color.

It was a brand-new variant born from the vitality of Blue Silver Grass fusing with the blazing yang energy of Ten Thousand Year Whale Rubber and the deadly venom of the Man Faced Demon Spider.

The edges of its leaves were covered in fine, serrated barbs.

Every barb gleamed with a cold, ghostly blue light.

If one did not look closely.

How could this be grass?

It was clearly a series of poisonous thorn whips!

"Calling you Blue Silver Grass before really did not suit you."

Bai Tang San stroked the icy leaves.

As though sentient, the leaves affectionately curled around his fingers. Their barbs automatically retracted, not harming him in the slightest.

"From now on."

"You will be called—Dark Gold Blue Silver Emperor."

Though it had not yet awakened its true imperial bloodline.

That domineering aura already possessed the beginnings of an "Emperor."

Bai Tang San casually waved his hand.

Whoosh!

A strand of Dark Gold Blue Silver Grass shot out, instantly piercing through a tree ten meters away.

Not Entanglement.

It was a complete penetration!

Like a javelin!

Immediately after.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle—

Black smoke began rising from the tree's wound. The potent poison spread rapidly, and the entire tree withered and blackened in the blink of an eye.

"Penetrating power increased fivefold."

"Toxicity increased tenfold."

"Toughness... immeasurable."

Bai Tang San withdrew his Martial Soul with satisfaction.

He turned and looked at the mercenary captain, who had been completely dumbfounded.

"Mission complete."

"Clean up the battlefield."

"The demon spider's shell, venom sac, and any legs that haven't rotted—pack them all up and take them with us."

"They're all money."

The captain swallowed hard.

"Y-yes! Young Master Tang!"

How could the captain possibly dare show the slightest contempt now? He wanted nothing more than to worship Bai Tang San like an ancestor.

He had to hold tight to this powerful backer!

On the way back.

Bai Tang San sat in the carriage with his eyes closed, resting.

Inside his body, the remaining medicinal power of the Ten Thousand Year Whale Rubber was being greedily divided between the External Soul Bone and his newly evolved Martial Soul.

His strength was growing stronger every moment.

And once he returned to the academy.

This way of growing stronger would once again overturn everyone's understanding.

No more bitter meditation.

No more staying up all night cultivating like an immortal.

A brand-new cultivation concept called Biological Hang-up.

It was about to make Tang San of the Black World, who was still staying up late and cultivating bitterly, completely lose it!