Left Arm Spirit Bone: Rock Fist Shatter; Self-Created Soul Skill: Heartbreak Palm

The Mystic Tortoise sailed steadily across the sea surface.

Two or three days had passed since the previous mutiny.

Over those three days, due to Xia Yang and his father Xia Shi's suppression and watchfulness, nothing else had happened aboard the two ships.

The many crew members aboard also remained safe and sound, peacefully going about their work.

Inside the cabin, Xia Yang sat cross-legged on his bed.

He carefully took the pale yellow spirit bone from his Storage Soul Tool.

The spirit bone was only the size of a palm, its surface flowing with a gentle luster.

Its light flickered, as though the spirit bone had come alive and was constantly breathing.

"Six lives have already been lost because of you..."

"No wonder you're called the Blood River Treasure."

Xia Yang murmured softly, his gaze fixed on the spirit bone in his hand with mixed emotions.

After thinking for a while, Xia Yang no longer hesitated and slowly brought the spirit bone toward his left arm.

Then, he circulated the soul power within his body.

A gentle stream of energy flowed from the spirit bone, slowly seeping through his arm and eventually settling within the bones of his left arm.

Before long, the pale yellow spirit bone gradually dissipated in Xia Yang's hand, completely transforming into energy that entered his body.

However, in the very next moment, an excruciating pain suddenly erupted from Xia Yang's left arm!

"Ah—!"

Caught off guard, Xia Yang cried out in pain.

It felt as if the bones in his entire arm were being crushed inch by inch, then forcibly reshaped by some power.

He gritted his teeth as fine beads of sweat seeped from his forehead, and his whole body began trembling uncontrollably.

"Damn it... Why does it hurt this much..."

Though he had been mentally prepared, the pain still exceeded Xia Yang's imagination.

At that moment, Xia Yang felt as though countless needles were piercing through the marrow of his left arm, while heavy hammers repeatedly battered it.

Xia Yang could only barely maintain his sitting posture, meditating on his Bone Martial Soul over and over in his mind, hoping it would help him overcome this ordeal.

Perhaps his Martial Soul truly took effect, because half an hour later, the excruciating pain finally began to subside.

"Whew—!"

Xia Yang let out a long breath.

Now, he looked as though he had just been fished out of the water, his whole body soaked in sweat.

After taking several deep breaths, Xia Yang carefully examined his left arm.

Outwardly, there was no obvious change to it.

But he could clearly sense that a spirit bone with five hundred years of cultivation had perfectly fused with his bones.

Xia Yang could not wait to test the power of this spirit bone.

He leaped off the bed, his left fist surging with soul power as he slammed it into the wooden cabinet beside it.

"Spirit Bone Skill: Rock Fist Shatter."

"Bang."

The instant his fist touched the cabinet, a flash of yellow light appeared, and the entire wooden cabinet turned to dust in an instant.

With a bang, the cabinet shattered into pieces.

Damp wood chips drifted down like snowflakes, covering the cabin floor.

Seeing this scene, Xia Yang could not help but reveal a satisfied smile.

"As expected of a spirit bone. Even with only five hundred years of cultivation, it can bring such a remarkable improvement."

After testing the Spirit Bone Skill, Xia Yang first went to wash up and changed out of his soaked clothes.

Following that, he went up onto the deck of the Mystic Tortoise and headed to the stern.

Then, Xia Yang lowered a small boat into the sea and tied it behind the Mystic Tortoise with a rope. He stood aboard the small boat and allowed the larger ship to tow him along.

Beneath the sea surface, a black shadow swiftly swam past.

Xia Yang's eyes narrowed, and he fiercely struck the sea surface with his left fist.

"Spirit Bone Skill: Rock Fist Shatter."

"Boom!"

At once, a huge burst of water exploded from the sea surface.

Amid the surging waves, a plump Large Yellow Croaker was blasted out of the water.

Xia Yang quickly caught the Large Yellow Croaker and tossed it into the small boat.

"Yang'er, what are you doing?"

His father Xia Shi's voice came from the ship behind the Mystic Tortoise.

Xia Yang looked up and saw his father leaning over the ship side.

Then, Xia Yang looked around and found no crew members nearby.

So, he answered truthfully, "Dad, I'm getting familiar with the skill attached to this spirit bone."

"Then be careful. Sea Soul Beasts sometimes appear in the waters."

After offering that reminder, Xia Shi left.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Over the following period, Xia Yang repeatedly used the Spirit Bone Skill, and the catch in the small boat steadily grew.

It was not until the setting sun sank low that he returned to the Mystic Tortoise with a boat full of harvest.

Throughout the voyage that followed, Xia Yang persisted in practicing the Spirit Bone Skill this way every day.

With each use, his understanding of the skill deepened further.

That day, Xia Yang stood in the small boat as usual, staring intently at the sea surface.

Suddenly, a black shadow swept past beneath the water.

Xia Yang swiftly crouched down. Purple light flashed from his right fist as he violently struck the sea surface.

"Bang."

This explosion was much smaller. Amid the splashing water, the large fish had already escaped with agility.

"What a pity..."

Xia Yang shook his head, but soon smiled and said, "Still, this was pretty good. After all, it's a newly created Soul Skill."

It turned out that his frequent use of the Spirit Bone Skill over the past several days had not merely been to become proficient with the Spirit Bone Skill of his left arm.

Rather, he wanted to use it to create a Soul Skill of his own.

Perhaps it was Xia Yang's talent, or perhaps his Bone Martial Soul made him especially perceptive when it came to body-based skills.

Thus, today, Xia Yang had finally succeeded in replicating the Spirit Bone Skill of his left arm with his right hand.

Although, judging from what had just happened, this move was still less powerful than the original.

Still, it was already a very good start.

"The Spirit Bone Skill of my left arm is called Rock Fist Shatter, so this move with my right hand... shall be called Heartbreak Palm."

Xia Yang imagined this palm strike hitting an enemy's heart and causing it to burst, and excitement surged through him.

"Young Captain, we've reached Xiling Harbor."

Suddenly, a crew member's shout came from the Mystic Tortoise.

Upon hearing this, Xia Yang immediately leaped back onto the larger ship and loudly ordered, "Everyone, attention! Full speed ahead!"

The crew members took their positions. The Mystic Tortoise and the other boat following close behind accelerated at the same time, speeding toward Xiling Harbor in the distance.

Xia Yang stood at the bow as the sea breeze brushed his face. The spirit bone in his left arm faintly heated up, as though responding to his excitement.

Half an hour later, the outline of Xiling Harbor gradually appeared before Xia Yang's eyes.

The sea breeze carried the scent of the shore toward him, while the flags atop the masts snapped loudly in the wind.

Just then, his father Xia Shi's voice came from the ship behind them, cutting through the sound of the Sea Waves and landing clearly in Xia Yang's ears.

"Yang'er, take the Mystic Tortoise back into port first. Go directly to the Martial Soul Branch Hall and meet up with your mother."

Xia Shi paused, lowering his voice slightly. "As for me, I need to take this boat away from the harbor for now. We absolutely cannot let the people of Zhao Manor discover it."