Boosting the Drop Rate, Eight Spider Lances Appear!

"Hiss—ah!"

The Man Faced Demon Spider's miserable shrieks echoed for miles around.

"Why are you doing this...?"

This cruel scene made even Zhu Zhuqing feel a little unable to bear it, somewhat uncomfortable.

At her core, she was a young girl who seemed cold on the outside but warm within.

Though she could be considered decisive in battle, and would occasionally toy with her opponents like a mischievous little kitten, she would never torture prey that had already lost the strength to resist.

"There is a special saying regarding Soul Bones."

As Bai Lu continued with his "work," he calmly explained,

"The greater a Soul Beast's hatred and anger before death, the higher the drop rate of its Soul Bone after it dies."

"And what I am doing now is raising that drop rate as much as possible."

The voice fell, and Bai Lu began activating the Slaughter Skull.

Thick, blood-colored ripples spread outward, forming a miniature White Tiger Slaughter Array with a radius of only three meters.

Within the Slaughter Array, dense Killing Intent seeped into the Man Faced Demon Spider's soul as though it were tangible.

It not only amplified the agony of its body, but also gradually drove its negative emotions—hatred, fury, despair, and the like—to their peak!

The string of eyes atop the Man Faced Demon Spider's head gradually began to shine with an eerie scarlet light.

"Now!"

The instant that light reached its peak, Bai Lu moved with lightning speed.

Hell Stab!

The sharp claws pierced precisely into the Man Faced Demon Spider's head, then twisted violently!

"Puchi—!"

The Man Faced Demon Spider's life force was extinguished, its struggling ceased, and even its eight spider legs drooped limply.

Then, a deep-purple Soul Ring slowly rose from its corpse, gradually solidifying as it floated in the air.

Buzz~

At the same time, drawn by the Slaughter Skull, a purple soul phantom flickering with faint red light slowly drifted out of the Man Faced Demon Spider's corpse.

"This soul is of excellent quality. It is actually far, far better than that Three Thousand Year Vajra Tiger from last time!"

Although Bai Lu praised it aloud, he had no intention of storing it in the Slaughter Space as a Dead Soul general.

Relying on his exquisite control over souls and powerful Spiritual Power, he forcibly guided the resentful Dead Soul and gradually "stuffed" it into the purple Soul Ring that was still solidifying.

"Buzz!"

The moment the soul and Soul Ring fused perfectly, the purple Soul Ring suddenly trembled.

A faint blood-red mist rose around the Soul Ring.

"Whew."

Only after finishing all this did Bai Lu let out a breath.

He briefly examined the Man Faced Demon Spider's corpse, but found no trace of an External Soul Bone.

"Just as expected of the most special External Soul Bone."

He had long understood this situation.

In his memories, it seemed that only the Eight Spider Lances could be obtained through absorbing a Soul Ring.

"I have raised the drop rate to its limit. Go absorb it."

As he spoke, Bai Lu returned control of the body to Zhu Zhuqing.

"Are you... all right?"

Zhu Zhuqing sharply noticed that Bai Lu's spiritual body was much dimmer than before, and could not help feeling worried.

"It is nothing. The operation was more taxing than I expected and consumed quite a bit of power. A few days of recovery will be enough."

Bai Lu appeared in the Outside World through his White Tiger Avatar, fatigue visible between his brows.

He could only feel helpless about this.

Before the sacrifice, even if he had not broken through to Hundred Thousand Years, he could have performed this operation with ease.

But now, the young girl's body was too weak, and the Slaughter Skull had yet to grow, making the process exceedingly difficult for him.

It was like freely gaming at 120 frames before, only to struggle through a slideshow at 20 frames now.

He could not play at all.

"I will guard you while you adjust your condition and absorb the Soul Ring."

Bai Lu sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes to regulate his breathing, and reminded her,

"Though I have sealed its soul, some Spiritual Shock will still leak out. But with your willpower, it should not be a problem..."

"Do not worry. I am here."

"Okay!"

The perceptive Little Kitten understood the deeper meaning in Bai Lu's words.

She said nothing more, only silently resolved to become stronger and not make Bai Lu work so hard again.

After making some slight adjustments, she circulated her Soul Power and began drawing over the purple Soul Ring wrapped in a blood-red halo.

In an instant, violent energy surged into her body like floodwaters bursting through a collapsed dam!

The Soul Ring energy of the Two Thousand Year Man Faced Demon Spider was already savage to begin with, let alone with a soul carrying boundless resentment within it.

That energy rampaged through her meridians, bringing tearing pain.

An ordinary level-thirty Soul Grandmaster would likely be unable to endure even a single encounter with it.

Yet in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes, this pain only reached the level of [Quantum Micro-Pain].

With the powerful physique reforged by five Soul Bones, aside from the pain, this energy could scarcely cause her any real harm.

Even if it did, the Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone would serve as her safeguard, perfectly repairing all injuries!

More troublesome was the Spiritual Shock seeping through Bai Lu's seal.

But for Zhu Zhuqing, who had experienced the baptism of the Slaughter Skull, an attack that could not even count as soul Tremor could not possibly have any substantial effect on her.

Time passed bit by bit. Then, suddenly...

"Argh!"

The young girl furrowed her brows, abruptly arched her upper body, and began instinctively twisting and convulsing.

"It is here!"

Bai Lu opened his eyes and stared fixedly at Zhu Zhuqing's back.

"Crack—crack—"

Amid the sound of bones shifting, Eight Peculiar Protrusions suddenly appeared on both sides of her spine, stretching her black clothes into high bulges.

"Riiip—!"

The sound of her upper garment tearing rang out, revealing a swath of pale skin.

"Damn, why does this come with a clothes-exploding effect?"

Bai Lu instinctively sucked in a breath.

But the young girl's transformation continued. Eight dark-purple objects burst from the protrusions, extending and changing continuously. Once they reached 1.5 meters in length, joint-like structures formed on them, and they continued extending in another direction.

In the end, they became Eight Spider Lances—purple and gleaming all over, their surfaces exquisitely lustrous and their tips sharp as awls!

The Eight Spider Lances curled and overlapped, concealing most of Zhu Zhuqing's body.

Then Netherworld-like Pitch-Black Power wrapped around the young girl like a cocoon, seemingly carrying out a deeper fusion and transformation.

Only after more than half an hour did the Dark Cocoon finally burst apart with a heavy crack.

"Whoosh!"

Zhu Zhuqing abruptly opened her eyes and slowly rose to her feet.

The clothes on her body had been completely ruined during the fusion, exposing the pale, delicate skin beneath.

Other than her chest, her formerly slender figure had become more well-proportioned and powerful.

Her muscles were more pronounced than before, yet still retained perfect lines.

Set against the Eight Spider Lances behind her, she gave off an eerily contrasting sense of beauty.

"I feel... my physical strength has increased by at least another fifty percent!"

Zhu Zhuqing clenched her fist, her voice brimming with excitement at her increased strength.

"Mm, I can see that."

Bai Lu stroked his chin, his face filled with agreement as he stared without blinking.

"You can see that? How can you see—"

Halfway through her question, Zhu Zhuqing suddenly felt a chill over her body.

Lowering her head, the excitement on her face instantly froze. Her eyes widened as she stood there blankly.

It was as if time had stopped.

"One of Us. Do not be afraid."

Bai Lu silently took out a black cloak and draped it over Zhu Zhuqing.

After thinking for a moment, he took out a pair of pants and handed them to her.