Gifts from the Seven Worship Elders

Seeing this, Guangling Douluo stopped teasing Jin Yan. He spread open his palm, and amid the surge of Soul Power, an ice-blue shield appeared.

A chill immediately spread out, and Jin Yan instinctively took two steps back.

"This shield is called the Ice Shield. It is a Soul Tool that combines attack and defense. Do you see the two beads beneath the shield? One stores Soul Power, while the other can store a Soul Skill.

Its defensive power is entirely tied to the Soul Power infused into it. The Soul Power inside is currently full, enough to withstand two eighth Soul Skills from a peak Spirit Douluo!"

After a pause, a childishly mischievous smile appeared on his face. "The Soul Skill I stored for you is Fourth Brother's ninth Soul Skill, the Soul-Shattering Heaven-Killing Roar. It is a large-scale offensive control Soul Skill. Even if you truly encounter several opponents you cannot defeat, with this Soul Skill, you will have more than enough time to escape."

Only then did Guangling Douluo hand the Soul Tool to Jin Yan.

"Cough, cough."

At that moment, Golden Crocodile Douluo, who was standing nearby, suddenly coughed and subtly gestured in another direction.

Jin Yan looked over and saw that the several Worship Elders were all smiling warmly at him.

He immediately understood. With a beaming smile, he ran over and bowed to the elders, his voice clear yet respectful. "Thank you for your kindness, Grandpas."

That cry of "Grandpas" was utterly sincere, his big eyes blinking innocently.

The elders were all amused by his mature little act.

The brothers Qian Jun and Jiang Mo smiled as they took out two Soul Tools and placed them in Jin Yan's hands. One was for storage, while the other was a Gravity Bracelet, meant to temper the body.

Jin Yan steadily caught the two Soul Tools and placed them together with Guangling's Ice Shield. His gaze then fell on Mighty Lion Douluo beside him, his large eyes blinking as a sly glint flashed through them.

How could Mighty Lion Douluo fail to see through his thoughts? He gave a cold snort and flicked out a black card and a booklet.

"One million Gold Soul Coins. Don't complain—it's all I have. Take it or leave it.

That booklet contains nearly a hundred years of my cultivation insights, along with several practical Self-Created Soul Skills. Learn whichever ones you can use. If there's anything you don't understand, come ask me!"

"Fourth Brother has handed over his entire life savings." Guangling Douluo clicked his tongue from the side.

The other Worship Elders, even Qian Daoliu, looked at Mighty Lion Douluo in surprise.

Mighty Lion Douluo snorted, folding his arms as though disdainful. "We're all old men with one foot in the grave, and none of us have descendants. Are we supposed to take these cultivation insights into the ground with us?

I like the look of this kid. So what if I give them to him?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the hall suddenly fell silent. The atmosphere turned stifling, and even Guangling Douluo opened his mouth without knowing what to say.

Mighty Lion Douluo was right. They were all old monsters nearly one hundred and twenty or one hundred and thirty years old, truly with one foot in the grave. Golden Crocodile, the oldest among them, was even approaching one hundred and fifty!

"Alright, alright. Why so serious?

Come, Little Yan. Grandpa Azure Luan has prepared a gift too."

In the end, Azure Luan, dressed in green and possessing a lean, refined face, stepped forward to smooth things over. An object appeared in his hand.

"I found this jade in a secret realm. Keeping it close can increase the speed of Soul Power cultivation. It is yours now."

Jin Yan accepted the ancient jade, its texture warm and smooth. The instant it touched his hand, he felt a cool current flow into his palm, leaving him refreshed and clear-headed!

While Jin Yan was still savoring the sensation, Azure Luan Douluo continued, "Hearing Fourth Brother's words just now stirred something in me. These are my cultivation insights. Take them."

As he spoke, he handed the green-covered booklet in his hand to Jin Yan.

"Thank you, Grandpa Azure Luan."

Guangling Douluo suddenly spoke from the side. "Since Third Brother has given something, I cannot be stingy either. It's just that your Grandpa Guangling is usually too lazy to record any cultivation insights. I do have a few archery techniques, but they do not suit you. Aside from that, I am fairly skilled at Soul Power control. How about this? Starting today, cultivate with me at the Worship Hall. That way, you will not have to run back and forth whenever you have questions.

Is that alright, Big Brother?"

That last question was directed at Qian Daoliu.

"It is." Qian Daoliu smiled and nodded slightly.

"Since it is so, we brothers cannot keep anything to ourselves either. Little Yan, feel free to ask us anything you do not understand."

Jiang Mo and Qian Jun said the same.

"Thank you, Grandpa Guangling. Thank you, Grandpas Qian Jun and Jiang Mo."

Finally, everyone turned their gazes toward the Grand Pontiff, Qian Daoliu, expecting to see what gift Spirit Hall's strongest expert would offer.

Even Jin Yan was somewhat expectant. This Angel Douluo, who stood at the pinnacle of Soul Masters and looked down upon all living beings—surely what he brought out would not be inferior.

Before Jin Yan could step forward to ask for his gift, a pair of fleshy wings entirely covered in hard golden scales appeared in Qian Daoliu's hand. They looked quite magnificent.

"I have several Soul Bones, but none are worthy of your talent. After giving it some thought, only this Golden Armored Winged Dragon External Soul Bone is worthy of you. Its quality has already reached the Ten Thousand Year level. Once you break through to the Title Douluo realm, it should benefit as well, and it will not be wasted on you.

But if you truly want a high-quality Soul Bone, go find your grandfather. Hahaha."

As he spoke, he was about to hand it to Jin Yan.

"This... Big Brother."

At that moment, Golden Crocodile Douluo suddenly spoke.

"It is fine." Qian Daoliu waved his hand. "I tried several times, but this Soul Bone was ultimately incompatible with the divine armor. Every attempt ended in failure. There is no harm in giving it away."

Only then did Jin Yan accept the Soul Bone.

Qian Daoliu looked at Jin Yan with a genial smile.

Naturally, he had not generously given away a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone merely because he liked Jin Yan or because of his brotherly bond with Golden Crocodile. At least, not entirely.

Xiao Xue wants to deal with Bibi Dong, and she will need a trustworthy right-hand man. This boy Yan is just right, he thought.

"Can I absorb this?" Jin Yan asked inwardly.

"You can. As long as it is not a torso Soul Bone. When I entered your body, I saw that the God King-level torso bone born with me had also fused into your body. It is simply that you are too weak right now to wield that Soul Bone or even sense its existence. However, it has indeed been constantly improving your physique."

The Golden Dragon King said.

"Then when will I be able to use it?"

"Who could possibly know?"

Seeing this, Jin Yan stopped asking. After his martial soul awakened, he followed Golden Crocodile to find a quiet room in the Worship Hall, which became his residence.

Inside the quiet room, Jin Yan sat cross-legged on the bed, examining the gifts bestowed by the great Worship Elders one by one.

Looking at the string of treasures before him—treasures that would drive people mad with competition in the outside world—Jin Yan chuckled.

This was the advantage of starting out in Spirit Hall. It could provide abundant resources, unlike other transmigrators, who not only lacked resources but also had to endure all kinds of lurking dangers.

As he calculated in his mind, Jin Yan had already clearly assigned a use to every gift.

Starting in Spirit Hall was certainly not bad, but it also meant that he was now completely opposed to Tang San and the Clear Sky Sect.

Spirit Hall had shown him such tremendous kindness. How could he possibly stand by and do nothing?

Not to mention that there was also the enmity of his parents' deaths between them!

Such deep hatred was absolutely irreconcilable!

As he pondered, Jin Yan let out a cold laugh.

Tang San, Clear Sky Sect...

This time, with me here, do not even think of destroying Spirit Hall!

With that thought, Jin Yan put on the storage ring Qianjun Douluo had given him. It was a reddish-brown ring shaped like a dragon.

"Since that is the case, I'll call it Panlong."

After stuffing everything else into Panlong, Jin Yan focused his gaze on the final Soul Bone.

According to the Golden Dragon King, my current physique is already not much weaker than a Soul Elder's. Still, absorbing a thousand-year Soul Ring would not be entirely safe. If I absorb this Soul Bone now, then it should no longer be a problem.