Refining the Life Bead, Activating the Main Account!

"Good boy, that ruthlessness of yours is even fiercer than Old Swordhead's was in his youth!"

Seeing this, Bone Douluo's eyes flashed with amazement. He had never expected Chen Lang to ignite his own soul!

At the same time, his expression grew extremely complicated as he recalled all those resentful remarks he had made during the three years Chen Lang had spent Slacking Off.

He felt like a clown. How could someone willing to be this ruthless toward himself possibly be a useless slacker?

Ning Fengzhi had still been too impatient.

"This kid actually wants to temper his Sword Heart at a time like this? He really is ruthless." Poison Douluo narrowed his eyes as well.

They could all see that Chen Lang was tempering his Sword Heart in an almost crazed manner. This was his own path; if others interfered, they might only make things worse.

"Slash for me!"

Chen Lang roared. His body trembled violently amid the intertwining purple flames and black aura, his expression twisted yet resolute.

At that very moment, the outline of Chen Lang's Sword Heart first emerged, its edge fully revealed. Even the power of his soul transformed into a longsword and viciously slashed at the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger's remnant soul!

"No!"

The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger's remnant soul let out an unwilling roar, but under the resonance of Chen Lang's Sword Heart and soul power, that wisp of remnant soul vanished into smoke.

The instant the remnant soul dissipated, the purple flames and black aura around Chen Lang suddenly exploded, then contracted in an instant and surged into the black wings behind his back.

The pair of newly formed External Soul Bone wings on his back abruptly spread to their limit. The dark-golden patterns on the wing membranes flowed madly as though they had come alive, devouring every last trace of evil energy scattered by the remnant soul's destruction.

At the same time, the pure Spirit Power within the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger's remnant soul was swallowed by Chen Lang's own Spirit Power, raising it to another level!

"I finally condensed my Sword Heart!"

His tightly clenched fists slowly loosened. The savage expression faded from Chen Lang's face, replaced by unprecedented clarity.

His gaze, once scattered by pain, refocused. Deep within his pupils, an invisible longsword seemed to slowly turn, its sharpness restrained but concealing an indomitable will.

At the very moment his Sword Heart took shape, the Soul Power within his body surged like a tide. The bottleneck that had once felt stagnant shattered with a bang, forcefully raising his Soul Power Level by one rank to Level 63!

"Phew—"

Chen Lang slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. With a thought, the massive wings behind him folded protectively before him. He raised a hand to stroke the wings on his back, and they gently trembled in response, every black scale gleaming with a lustrous sheen.

Much of the sinister sensation from the earlier absorption had faded. Instead, they formed a subtle balance with his newborn Sword Heart—retaining the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger's domineering power while gaining the sharpness and purity unique to a sword cultivator.

Most remarkably, the power of his soul—or rather, his Spirit Power—had truly transformed into a translucent little sword that floated within his sea of consciousness.

"I never expected this External Soul Bone to absorb sword intent too. That really is an unexpected gain."

The wings behind Chen Lang flapped. The wind blades condensed at their tips carried precise sword-path trajectories, even leaving fine Sword Scars in the air.

This left Chen Lang extremely satisfied.

"Godson, could you stop doing things that make your god-grandfather worry himself sick? Your god-grandfather is getting old. One twist after another every day—my heart really can't take this much shock."

Bone Douluo looked at the changes in the boy hovering in midair. Surprise and approval flashed through his eyes, but even more than that, there was a pang of emotion.

He could sense that the Soul Power fluctuations around Chen Lang were both sinister and razor-sharp. Two utterly different powers had actually fused perfectly under the harmony of the Sword Heart. Whenever the black wings behind him flapped, even the surrounding air rippled as if sliced by blades.

"Exactly. Using this to temper your Sword Heart was far too dangerous."

Poison Douluo sighed as well. "But this ruthlessness and resolve of yours truly earn even my respect."

Seeing Chen Lang turn disaster into fortune this time, gaining both the power of an External Soul Bone and the beginnings of a Sword Heart, even he could not help secretly nodding in approval at such an opportunity and temperament.

"As they say, wealth is sought amid danger. Great risks often come with great opportunities. If I hadn't seized this chance, I probably would have had to wait until I became a Titled Douluo to condense my Sword Heart."

Chen Lang smiled, then added with great satisfaction, "But the gains this time were enormous. Now, even if a Soul Sage came, he'd have to lower his head before me."

"You brat!"

Hearing Chen Lang's extremely boastful words, Bone Douluo could not help laughing as he scolded him.

Yet neither Poison Douluo nor Bone Douluo refuted him. With six ten-thousand-year Soul Rings, plus an External Soul Bone comparable to a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast's Soul Ring, the density of Chen Lang's Soul Power truly rivaled that of a Soul Sage.

More importantly, the power of this boy's soul skills was absurdly overwhelming. With all kinds of enhancements, defeating a Soul Sage was indeed no problem.

Even if that Soul Sage possessed a Martial Soul Avatar.

"Little Chen, what about that bead?"

Poison Douluo asked curiously, "It won't cause any more trouble, will it?"

"It won't. The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger's remnant soul has completely disappeared. And with this bead, I now have the power to fight even a Titled Douluo!"

After sensing the power contained within the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, Chen Lang could not help clenching his fists, excitement flashing in his eyes.

"You have the power to fight a Titled Douluo? How is that possible?!" Poison Douluo and Bone Douluo were both stunned.

"That black bead is the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger's Life Bead. It also contains the power of an Evil God. As long as I activate it, I can temporarily reach the level of a Titled Douluo."

Chen Lang explained, "That is why the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, despite being only a sixty-thousand-year Soul Beast, could fight Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts. It contained divine power!"

"But this bead is also a consumable. Every use depletes it, so I'll only know what rank of Titled Douluo I can reach after using it."

"Then you won't need us secretly protecting you anymore. Perfect timing—we were just planning to follow your grandfather's example and challenge Titled Douluos from all sides." Poison Douluo said.

"You can challenge them."

Chen Lang nodded. "But please, don't accept any more challenge letters on my behalf."

"Hahaha, don't worry. Your grandfather has already accepted challenge letters from every genius out there. Even if we wanted to accept some for you, there's no one left to send them." Poison Douluo could not help laughing.

After Poison Douluo and Bone Douluo gave Chen Lang a few more reminders, they left.

Flowers raised in a greenhouse could never grow into towering trees. Chen Lang's temperament and strength were already enough to protect himself, so there was no need for them to keep watch over him.

"Since I'm here, I might as well look for Man Faced Demon Spiders. Any around two thousand years old—I'll kill every one I see!" A cold glint flashed through Chen Lang's eyes.