Amid a burst of icy blue light, the Frost Illusion Butterfly vanished.
Butterfly wings spanning a full two meters unfolded behind Chen Yumo, their three pairs of blue-violet eye patterns exceptionally dazzling, carrying a uniquely dreamlike and eerie beauty.
The wings fluttered lightly, lifting him straight off the ground.
Flight!
After gaining the ability of Martial Soul Possession, Chen Yumo could now fly by possessing the Frost Illusion Butterfly!
Chen Yumo briefly tried it out in the room before descending from the air, his heart brimming with excitement.
Flight was undoubtedly a dream most people had once had. Who had not imagined in their dreams the freedom of soaring through 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 having the ability to fly already put him 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 his possessed state.
Compared with switching while separated, switching while possessed took even longer—five seconds.
Chen Yumo thought it over and guessed that the Martial Soul was an independent entity. Switching it separately only required changing its own form, but when it possessed Chen Yumo, it also needed to switch some of his abilities along with it. That was why it took two extra seconds.
A minor issue. It was not important.
Before true experts, even the three seconds needed for a separated switch were enough to die many times over. Another two seconds made no difference.
Before a weakling like Gangzi, let alone five seconds, even if Chen Yumo had ten times that long, Gangzi could only stare helplessly as he changed forms.
It was useless against the strong and irrelevant against the weak.
Feeling the powerful strength White Tiger Transformation brought him, Chen Yumo grew a little 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 emitting a faint platinum glow.
It was only barely visible because dawn had not yet fully broken.
The glow was not the important part. What mattered was that this palm actually contained a powerful force!
He had just been craving more power, and now power had truly arrived!
External Soul Bone: White Tiger Right Palm Bone!
Earlier, perhaps because the pain of bloodline refinement had been too intense, Chen Yumo had not noticed the changes in his palm. Only after possessing White Tiger Transformation and feeling the Martial Soul's strength did he sense a resonance from his right hand.
An External Soul Bone that hasn't been fully absorbed yet... Chen Yumo clenched his right hand and hid it beneath his sleeve.
He did not even dare speak now. He could not allow 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 ambushed by Wind Tiger, causing Xiao Lingdang to be cut off, then it had been sneak-attacked by Chen Yumo, that sneaky bastard. It had died without understanding why, so its resentment was easy to imagine.
It met the conditions for producing an External Soul Bone. It was simply that the drop rate for Spirit Bones was far too low. How could Chen Yumo have expected his luck to be this good?
Now that such top-tier equipment had truly dropped, Chen Yumo was instead somewhat at a loss.
This really did explain everything.
First, he had absorbed a Spirit Ring beyond his level. Then the system had assisted with bloodline refinement. After that, an External Soul Bone had dropped. The buffs had practically stacked to the limit. How could the absorption process not have been painful?
Once again, he marveled at the rich rewards his caution had brought him.
After carefully sensing the palm bone, Chen Yumo felt two types of power within it.
One was a passive ability. Upon releasing the Spirit Bone, it consumed 5% of his total Soul Power per minute, transforming his right hand into a tiger paw, increasing all attributes by 30%, and increasing his right arm's strength by an additional 50%.
If he was in White Tiger Transformation, the enhancement would increase further, becoming a 50% boost to all attributes and a 100% boost 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 had not run out, it could continuously provide enhancement until his Soul Power was completely drained.
Oscar's Fourth Soul Skill, Excitement Pink Sausage, only increased all attributes by 10% and 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 methods of use.
The first was a slap, while the second was a tear. The former was a frontal powerful strike, while the latter was ultimate armor-piercing.
"As expected of an External Soul Bone. No wonder it's called standard protagonist equipment. It's simply too powerful—one palm to suppress mountains, one claw to shatter souls!" Chen Yumo clenched his right fist even tighter.
With such powerful strength, how could he still look as pathetic as before with that Ice Silkworm Martial Soul?
Once White Tiger Transformation came out, one punch would shatter a Spirit Master's dream!
"My second Spirit Ring has brought such massive improvement. Even without counting the system's evolution reward, I've already made a huge profit."
That was what he said, but he still had to accept what the system had given him.
He glanced at the few 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 seriously wrong, his future evolutions would not go astray.
Good stuff. No need to say more.
The second and third items were both Soul Tools.
First was the Invincible Barrier. It was said to have been created by imitating the soul skill of the Golden Hawksbill Turtle, a specialty of the Peerless Tang Sect era. Once activated, as long as a Spirit Master continuously supplied 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 one hammer strike from Haozi.
Still, it could prevent one from being instantly killed by someone three to five Spirit Rings higher.
Good stuff. A fine treasure for saving one's life.
The second was a standard powerful offensive Soul Tool: the level-nine Sun God Needle!
Looking at the golden ring in his Portable Space, Chen Yumo's gaze went blank.
No, bro, how did you get me this thing?
Sun God Needle?
The power of this thing... as long as one shot landed, even a Titled Douluo could be knocked flat, right?
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