Ye Yulin: Where's My Needle?!

Amid a burst of icy-blue light, the Frost Illusion Butterfly vanished.

Butterfly Wings spanning a full two meters unfurled behind Chen Yumo. The three pairs of blue-violet eye patterns were exceptionally dazzling, carrying a uniquely dreamy and eerie beauty.

The Butterfly Wings fluttered slightly, lifting him directly off the ground.

Flight!

After gaining Martial Soul Possession, Chen Yumo could now fly through the Frost Illusion Butterfly's possession!

Chen Yumo tried it out briefly in the room, then descended from the air with an excited heart.

Flight was undoubtedly a dream most people had once had. Who had not imagined in their dreams the freedom of soaring between heaven and earth?

Now, he could fly too!

"Still, a butterfly's flight speed is ultimately too slow. It works as an emergency measure, but if I want to use it in battle, I'll need to find a stronger transformation!"

True Phoenix Transformation or Kunpeng Transformation!

But that was a plan for the future.

For now, Chen Yumo's ability to fly already put him far ahead of the vast majority of Spirit Masters of this era.

Phantom Butterfly Transformation was enough for the time being.

After all, there were no flying Soul Tools in this era. If one wanted to fly, aside from Spirit Masters with flying Martial Souls or corresponding soul skills, one could only wait until becoming a Titled Douluo.

After landing, Chen Yumo switched from Phantom Butterfly Transformation to White Tiger Transformation while still in the possession state.

Compared to switching while separated, switching during possession took even longer—five seconds.

After thinking it over, Chen Yumo guessed that the Martial Soul was an independent entity. When switching it separately, it only needed to change its own form. But when it possessed Chen Yumo, some of his abilities had to be switched along with it, which was why it took an additional two seconds.

A minor issue. It was not important.

Before true powerhouses, even the three seconds needed for a separated switch were enough to die many times over. Another two seconds made little difference.

Before weaklings like Gangzi, let alone five seconds, even if Chen Yumo were given ten times as long, Gangzi could only stare helplessly as Chen Yumo changed forms.

It was useless against the strong and irrelevant against the weak.

Feeling the immense power White Tiger Transformation brought him, Chen Yumo became somewhat intoxicated. The sensation of being filled with such power made him want to throw back his head and howl at the sky.

I need more power!

Suddenly, Chen Yumo snapped out of his daze. He immediately exited Martial Soul Possession and stared solemnly at his right palm.

Through his skin and flesh, the bones in his palm were actually giving off a faint platinum glow.

It was only because dawn had not yet fully broken that it was barely visible.

The glow was not the important part. The important part was that this palm contained an immense force!

He had just been craving more power, and now power had actually come to him!

External Soul Bone—the White Tiger Right Palm Bone!

Perhaps the pain of his earlier bloodline refinement had been too intense, causing Chen Yumo to miss the changes in his palm. It was not until he used White Tiger Transformation to feel his Martial Soul's strength that he sensed resonance from his right palm.

An External Soul Bone that hasn't been fully absorbed yet... Chen Yumo clenched his right hand, concealing it beneath his sleeve.

He did not even dare speak now, nor did he dare reveal even the slightest possibility of exposure.

The Bright White Tiger's bloodline was strong enough, and its chances of producing a Spirit Bone were also high.

Before dying, it had first been tricked by the Wind Tiger, resulting in Xiao Lingdang being cut off, then it had been ambushed by Chen Yumo, that sneaky bastard. It had died without ever understanding why, and the depth of its resentment was easy to imagine.

It met the conditions for producing an External Soul Bone. It was just that the drop rate for Spirit Bones was absurdly low, so how could Chen Yumo have expected his luck to be this good?

Now that such top-tier equipment had actually dropped, Chen Yumo was instead a little at a loss.

This truly made sense now.

First, he absorbed a Spirit Ring beyond his level. Then the system assisted with bloodline refinement. And afterward, an External Soul Bone had actually dropped. The buffs were practically stacked to the limit—how could the absorption process not have been painful?

Once again, he sighed at the generous rewards his caution had brought him.

After carefully sensing the palm bone, Chen Yumo felt two kinds of power within it.

One was a passive ability. Upon activating the Spirit Bone, it consumed 5% of his total Soul Power each minute and transformed his right palm into a tiger paw, increasing all attributes by 30% and additionally increasing his right arm's strength by 50%.

If he was in White Tiger Transformation, the boost would increase further, becoming a 50% increase to all attributes and a 100% increase to his right arm's strength.

Most importantly, there was no time limit! Nor was there any backlash!

As long as Chen Yumo's Soul Power was not depleted, it could continuously provide its enhancement until his Soul Power ran dry.

Oscar's Fourth Soul Skill, Excitement Pink Sausage, only increased all attributes by 10%, and it lasted merely five minutes. Although it also removed negative effects, its enhancement strength was far inferior to this White Tiger Palm Bone.

The other was an active ability. He could freely control the amount of Soul Power expended to unleash an offensive soul skill.

This offensive soul skill also had two ways of activation.

The first was a slap; the second was a tear. The former was a frontal power attack, while the latter provided extreme armor penetration.

"As expected of an External Soul Bone. No wonder it's called the standard protagonist equipment. It's simply too powerful—one palm to suppress mountains, one claw to shatter souls!" Chen Yumo clenched his right hand even tighter.

With such tremendous power, how could he still resemble the frail Ice Silkworm Martial Soul user he had been before?

Once White Tiger Transformation came out, one punch would shatter a Spirit Master's dreams!

"Getting such enormous progress from my second Spirit Ring alone, even without counting the system's evolution reward, I've already made a huge profit."

Although he said that, he still had to accept what the system gave him.

He glanced at the several additional items in his Portable Space.

There was no need to mention the bloodline reward. It had already fused with him, and its effect was simple: it stabilized Chen Yumo's path toward evolving into a Divine Silkworm. As long as nothing went terribly wrong, his later evolution would not go astray.

Good stuff. Nothing more needed to be said.

The second and third items were both Soul Tools.

First was the Invincible Barrier. It was said to have been made by imitating the Golden Hawksbill Turtle's soul skill, a specialty from the era of the Peerless Tang Sect. After activation, as long as a Spirit Master continuously supplied it with Soul Power, it could maintain an invincible barrier for three seconds.

It was called invincible, but it actually had a limit. For example, even if Gangzi used the Invincible Barrier, he definitely could not withstand a single hammer strike from that rat.

But it could still prevent one from being instantly killed by an opponent three to five Spirit Rings above them.

Good stuff. A precious treasure for saving one's life.

The second was a standard offensive Soul Tool: the ninth-grade Sun God Needle!

Looking at the golden ring in his Portable Space, Chen Yumo's gaze went blank.

Come on, why did you get me this thing?

The Sun God Needle?

If this thing hit its target, wouldn't a single shot be enough to knock even a Titled Douluo flat?