Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring

He keeps spending his deceased wife's legacy to build himself an image of deep devotion and exclusivity—what a sanctimonious Clear Sky Douluo, utterly ironic.

Setting Ah Yin aside for now, Lin Ye's gaze swept over the Stone Wall. The most important thing for him this time was still Ah Yin's Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone.

Soon, Lin Ye noticed a recessed spot on the upper part of the Stone Wall.

"Bing'er, there should be a box up there. Help me get it."

On a normal day, Bing Di might have snapped back a few words, but having just received Little Money, she was in high spirits and worked without any complaints.

She simply punched the Stone Wall again.

Stone chips flew everywhere, and the entire cave shook violently, as if a magnitude-ten earthquake had struck.

Up close, Lin Ye felt it keenly, his eyelids twitching—this woman seemed a bit violent.

A large black box tumbled down from the recess in the Stone Wall. Lin Ye's hands moved swiftly, catching it steadily.

He opened the box impatiently. The moment it cracked open, a surge of vast life energy rushed toward him. Feeling this life energy, Lin Ye found his body and mind refreshed, the fatigue from days of travel easing considerably.

Inside the box was naturally the Hundred Thousand Year Right Leg Soul Bone produced after the Blue Silver Emperor's death. This Right Leg Bone was entirely translucent and shimmering blue-gold, as if dotted with starlight, radiating abundant life energy.

Seeing this Soul Bone, everyone present had different expressions.

The strongest reaction came from Xiao Wu. She hadn't expected to find a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone in a place like this, nor did she understand how Lin Ye knew its exact location.

Xue Di and Bing Di remained silent.

Lin Qiu'er, carefree as ever, lay slumped on Xiao Wu's shoulder, half-closing her eyes, looking listless.

With excitement, Lin Ye carefully took the Soul Bone out of the box and pressed it against his right leg.

Hum!

The moment it touched, the Soul Bone silently vanished, turning into countless blue streams of energy that attached themselves to his right leg.

Then, a cool sensation quietly seeped into his leg from all directions.

Cool, comfortable, without any hindrance.

Lin Ye brazenly absorbed Ah Yin's Soul Bone right there on the spot—quite audacious, to say the least.

On the small mound, the Blue Silver Grass swayed incessantly, as if denouncing Lin Ye's immoral actions.

But no matter how hard it tried, it couldn't stop that Little Bandit from claiming its remains as his own.

Half an hour later, this Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone, the dream of countless soul masters, had become a part of Lin Ye.

Even though he had long known what this Soul Bone would bring him, Lin Ye still couldn't suppress his excitement at this moment.

After successfully absorbing the Soul Bone, his soul power had broken through to level 20.

It should have increased more, but limited by Lin Ye not yet having a Second Soul Ring, the boosted soul power was held back.

Once he obtained the Second Soul Ring later, the pent-up soul power would burst forth, allowing Lin Ye to rise by at least two or three more levels.

Aside from the soul power increase, there were also the soul skills.

The Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone brought Lin Ye two soul skills.

Wildfires burn endlessly, spring winds blow them back to life.

A healing skill with top-notch recovery ability—even broken arms and legs could be reattached. Incredibly useful.

And another skill: Flight.

A Hundred Thousand Year Soul Skill producing only Flight—it had to be said, this was somewhat underwhelming.

Soul masters could fly once they reached Titled Douluo, so this skill was hardly needed.

But there was no choice; he had to accept reality.

Fortunately, using the Soul Bone to fly consumed very little soul power.

It would still be practical until he reached Titled Douluo.

After taking the Soul Bone, Lin Ye turned and walked to the center of the Stone Room, where Ah Yin lay. He crouched down, dug the soil with both hands, and carefully unearthed the seemingly fragile Blue Silver Grass.

He then took out a flowerpot, placed Ah Yin inside, and filled it back with some soil.

Thus, Lin Ye successfully harvested a potted plant and a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone—congratulations all around.

"I laugh with pride... laugh with pride..." Lin Ye hummed a cheerful tune.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to leave a message for Tang Hao on the Stone Wall.

"Tang Hao, your wife is beautiful. I'll help her grow faster, and once she transforms, I'll dote on her day and night. No need to thank me—a brother's wife is no stranger. I'm a good man.

Also, consider the Soul Bone her dowry. Thanks for the gift, Clear Sky Crown!

One day, I hope Xiao San can call me Dad too."

Who knew what Tang Hao would think when he saw this? Just imagining it was delightful. With a full haul, Lin Ye left cheerfully.

"I laugh with pride... laugh with pride..."

His humming echoed through the empty cave.

Walking out of the cave, this time Lin Ye didn't have Xue Di carry her.

Blue Silver Emperor Soul Bone skill—Flight.

At this moment, Lin Ye felt as if his entire body had lost its weight. With a slight push from his right leg, he floated lightly into the air.

Then, his body continuously shifted and flipped in the sky, having a blast.

Lin Ye laughed nonstop. At this moment, he laughed happily and purely, without any complicated emotions mixed in.

At the same time, it stirred up memories deep in his mind.

He remembered when he was a child, after watching Sun Wukong's Cloud Somersault in Journey to the West, he told his parents he wanted to learn it, making them burst into laughter.

He still recalled how, at that time, he swore confidently that he could definitely master the Cloud Somersault within three years.

Back then, he thought three years was an incredibly long time—with that much time, what couldn't he accomplish?

Growing up and looking back on the past, he couldn't help but find it amusing.

Humans had always longed for flight, and now, Lin Ye had achieved it.

As he soared between heaven and earth, it felt as if the entire world was spreading out beneath his feet. The wind howled past his ears, and his body felt so light it seemed to merge with the wind itself.

The vastness of the sky made his soul feel boundless as well, all worries and constraints cast beyond the Ninth Heaven.

Soul Hunting Forest.

Yu Xiaogang had been unconscious for a full three days, during which he remained in a high fever. Tang San could only pour some clean water into his mouth.

"What happened to me?" Yu Xiaogang mumbled groggily, his voice hoarse.

His weak body couldn't muster a single ounce of strength. He only saw blurry lights before his eyes, a dizzying, spinning sensation leaving him disoriented—even lifting a hand was a struggle.

"Teacher, you're awake?" Tang San immediately came to his side.

Yu Xiaogang barely managed to turn his head and saw his right arm. "Xiao San, was it you who detoxified me?"

"Mm, my father taught me how to handle poison injuries when I was little." Tang San nodded slightly, his mood not very high.

"I never thought it would come to you saving me, your teacher." Yu Xiaogang sighed inwardly. Yu Xiaogang, Yu Xiaogang, how could you be so useless? Bringing your Disciple to obtain a soul ring, only to end up needing your Disciple to protect you instead.