Famous Scene: Ten Years of Lone Bamboo

Since they had chosen to enter the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy to study advanced soul tools, and the Sun Moon Empire would be deeply intertwined with the Holy Spirit Cult in the future, it was necessary to conceal some of their brilliance.

"Chuan'er's concerns are not without reason. Now that we have the Sky-Covering Cloud Jade to hide your whereabouts and a preliminary goal, there remains one crucial point: who will protect your safety?" Qian Daoliu asked the key question.

Indeed, who would protect Qin Chuan and Qian Renxue's safety?

Ten thousand years later was nothing like ten thousand years ago. Back then, with Martial Soul Hall in power, few forces dared to provoke them recklessly.

Ten thousand years later, Martial Soul Hall had been destroyed for ten thousand years. With four empires coexisting, numerous entangled factions, and the threat of the Holy Spirit Cult, Qin Chuan and Qian Renxue's safety had become a top priority.

"I'll go."

Bibi Dong spoke.

"If you go, the operations of Martial Soul Hall..."

"With me here, what are you worried about?" Qian Daoliu smiled gently.

Even if Bibi Dong suddenly disappeared, claiming to be in seclusion for cultivation, having Qian Daoliu—the continent's sole Level 99 powerhouse—was enough to suppress everything.

"Very well then."

Qin Chuan nodded. Purple light flickered in his right hand, and a ghostly purple scythe materialized.

"This Rakshasa Demon Scythe—I think you're familiar with it. Holding it will be enough for you to dominate the entire continent."

Bibi Dong did not take it but instead asked, "I do have the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, but I haven't passed the corresponding trials yet. If you give me the scythe, what about your safety?"

"Isn't there still the Angel Holy Sword?"

With Qian Renxue's current strength, she could not yet unleash the true power of the Angel Holy Sword.

The Angel Holy Sword and the Rakshasa Demon Scythe were key components of Qin Chuan's third martial soul, the Undead Angel. But if Qin Chuan was willing, he could lend out part of it—all for the sake of their own safety.

"Alright then. Let me know if you need it back." Bibi Dong took the Rakshasa Demon Scythe smoothly. A wave of familiarity washed over her. The scythe trembled slightly, reuniting with its master after ten thousand years, carrying an indescribable sense of closeness.

The night in the Soul Hunting Forest was destined to be extraordinary.

In front of a simple tent.

Yu Xiaogang and an ordinary six-year-old boy were chewing on dry rations. They had been in the Soul Hunting Forest for a day now, encountering three decade-old Netherwolf ambushes along the way, and had already ventured deep into the forest.

"Xiao San, have you decided which soul beast to choose for your first soul ring?" Yu Xiaogang asked.

"I'll leave it to Teacher to decide." Tang San replied respectfully.

That's exactly what I was waiting for, Yu Xiaogang thought to himself.

"Xiao San, you really are a clever and sensible child."

Yu Xiaogang praised Tang San first, sending a warm current through the boy's heart—one that had grown up without parental love.

Yu Xiaogang took out a belt inlaid with twenty-four small jade pieces and handed it to Tang San, saying, "I obtained this during an external training trip. It's a storage soul tool. Twenty-three of these jade pieces can each store one cubic meter of space."

Tang San was overjoyed. He had been worrying about how to conceal his many hidden weapons in the future. Now, with this belt, he had a place for them.

Just as Tang San was about to thank Yu Xiaogang, the latter continued, "Do you see this central jade with cloud patterns?"

Hearing this, Tang San noticed the jade at the center of the belt.

This jade was pitch-black, carved with cloud patterns—it was the Sky-Covering Cloud Jade.

Yu Xiaogang smiled faintly. "This jade allows a soul master to calm their mind during meditation, free from external disturbances, serving to focus the spirit and settle the heart."

"Teacher, this jade is too precious."

"You are my disciple. If I don't arrange the best for you, who else will?"

Tang San was even more moved. He quickly wrapped the belt inlaid with the Sky-Covering Cloud Jade around his waist.

"It suits you well. Give it a name."

"I've already thought of one... let's call it the Twenty-Four Bridges in Moonlit Night."

"A beautiful name, though a bit long. I'll stand guard tonight. You rest now, and tomorrow we'll set out to find a suitable soul beast for you."

Tang San thanked Yu Xiaogang and ducked into the tent to rest.

Yu Xiaogang sat cross-legged outside the tent. In the darkness, a strange, triumphant smile curled at the corner of his lips.

The Sky-Covering Cloud Jade could shield its wearer from observation by the divine realm. Since Yu Xiaogang was Tang San's teacher, and the concept of "one day as teacher, lifelong as father" was deeply ingrained in Tang San's bones, this belt inlaid with the Sky-Covering Cloud Jade would follow Tang San for life.

Thus, Tang San's path to godhood was completely cut off.

The Sky-Covering Cloud Jade had another function: illusion.

Inside the tent, Tang San did not lie down to rest. Instead, he sat cross-legged, hands resting on his knees, silently circulating the Mysterious Heaven Skill.

Tang San's mind became utterly clear, entering a mysterious state. The Mysterious Heaven Skill, which had made no progress for days, showed a faint sign of breakthrough.

Tang San opened his eyes, caressing the smooth jade as if he had found a treasure, and murmured, "Teacher is too good to me."

At that moment, the Sky-Covering Cloud Jade completed its binding to Tang San.

The next day, the first rays of dawn refracted the dew on the leaves into a riot of colors.

In the forest, Yu Xiaogang walked with his hands behind his back, leading Tang San to a verdant green bamboo. He stroked the smooth surface of the jade bamboo with a large hand and smiled. "This is a Century-Old Lone Bamboo. Its characteristic is toughness. Its attack power is weak, but its defense is decent. It suits your Blue Silver Grass well."

"Teacher, so this Century-Old Lone Bamboo will be my first spirit ring?" Tang San looked up at the "ten-meter" lone bamboo before him and said.

The lone bamboo in front of him was only a meter tall, yet it took a hundred years to grow to ten meters.

At this moment, under the "hallucinatory" effect of the Sky-Covering Cloud Jade, whatever Yu Xiaogang said, Tang San would see manifest before his eyes.

In Tang San's eyes, the lone bamboo towered to the sky, lush and verdant, its surface uneven, carved with the marks of time.

In reality, Yu Xiaogang was crouching down, stroking the meter-tall lone bamboo, while Tang San was stroking Yu Xiaogang's stubbly, weathered face.

Yu Xiaogang said calmly, "That's right, this is the first spirit ring I've found for you. Although your Blue Silver Grass is called the most useless martial soul, that also means it has no limitations. In other words, Blue Silver Grass accepts anything—any spirit ring can be paired with it."

"This Century-Old Lone Bamboo can make your Blue Silver Grass extremely tough. Then, for our next spirit ring, we can choose one with offensive properties."

"In this way, the weak Blue Silver Grass will one day grow into a towering tree."

As he said this, Yu Xiaogang suddenly stood up, raising both hands to the sky.

In Tang San's eyes, his teacher appeared so towering in that moment.

With that, Tang San took the dagger Yu Xiaogang handed him.

He gripped the dagger in reverse and slashed downward vertically, cutting the century-old (ten-year) lone bamboo cleanly in half with almost no effort.

A yellow (white) spirit ring gradually appeared before Tang San's eyes.