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Since the God-Given Soul Bone was guaranteed to be one he did not already possess, he did not hold much hope for a skull or torso bone on his first attempt.

After all, the limbs accounted for more than half the probability; the skull and torso combined only equaled half the probability of the limbs. One could figure out which was more likely with their eyes closed.

Immediately after, a golden, streamlined left arm bone appeared in his palm.

As expected, no surprises there.

Li Yuan shook his head, pressed the left arm bone against his hand, and began absorbing it on the spot.

As for the Soul Bone skill, he chose an amplification-type soul skill without the slightest hesitation.

After all, the prerequisite for "one force breaking ten thousand spells" was having sufficiently high attributes.

As long as the numerical values were strong enough, even a basic attack could land a 10,000-point critical hit.

As the saying goes, high damage from the left claw and high damage from the right claw—that is exactly what it means!

Meanwhile.

While Qian Renxue was still doubting her life, a hoarse voice came from the entrance of the Crown Prince's Mansion.

"Young Master! The letter the Pope ordered me to deliver has arrived."

It was Ghost Douluo, Ghost.

Qian Renxue composed herself, returning to the gentle and refined demeanor of Xue Qinghe.

She walked to the door, took the letter from Ghost with a hint of impatience, and made a move to tear it up.

"Didn't I tell her? Things in Heaven Dou cannot be rushed, why the constant nagging?"

Clearly, she assumed this letter from Bibi Dong was another demand to accelerate her mission.

Seeing this, Ghost hurriedly whispered a reminder: "Young Master, this time is different..."

"Hmm?"

Qian Renxue's hand paused, and she cast a suspicious glance at Ghost.

Ghost was Bibi Dong's confidant and had always been obedient; for him to say the words "this time is different," could there really be some change in the situation?

She suppressed her impatience, tore open the envelope, took out the letter, and lowered her head to read.

The handwriting on the paper was indeed Bibi Dong's, carrying her usual sharp edge.

But strangely, the lines lacked the coldness and commands of the past, replaced instead by a great deal of warmth.

The content of the letter was not long, and its gist was:

All that had passed was her failure as a mother, and she owed Qian Renxue much. Now, she hoped Qian Renxue could let go of past grievances; if she were willing, she could return to Martial Soul Hall at any time, and she, as a mother, would do her best to... compensate.

At the end of the letter, she even used the name "Xue'er," something she had never done before.

Qian Renxue stared at the short letter of a few hundred characters for a long time.

A few minutes later, she slowly raised her head.

Her eye sockets were already red, her nose felt unbearably sore, and tears welled up in her eyes, eventually rolling down uncontrollably in large drops, soaking the letter paper.

She was both angry and aggrieved: "Why should I come to Heaven Dou just because you tell me to, and why should I go back just because you say so? Why? Why?"

"Why is it that every time I tried to please you when I was little, you told me to get lost? And now you call me Xue'er?"

"Bibi Dong, I, Qian Renxue, am not a dog you can summon at will and discard when you please!"

Years of bitterness surged into her heart at this moment.

She could no longer hold it together; her shoulders trembled slightly as she let her tears flow freely.

Ghost, standing to the side, felt a pang of sympathy as he watched this scene.

Regardless of their positions, Qian Renxue was, after all, the only daughter of the late Pope Qian Xunji, whom he had served for many years; she was a child he had watched grow up.

Watching her current state, Ghost sighed inwardly.

"Young Master, His Holiness the Pope said she truly hopes you will return. These past years were her fault; she has actually always had you, her daughter, in her heart, but due to some unknown reasons..."

Bibi Dong would naturally never say these things.

But... who said he couldn't speak on her behalf?

Ghost could feel that Bibi Dong's attitude toward Qian Renxue had indeed shifted.

To facilitate even the slightest possibility of reconciliation between this mother and daughter, he was willing to take the risk and pass on a "fake imperial decree" as a peacemaker.

Consider it repaying the debt for the Soul Bone Qian Xunji had bestowed upon him back then.

Qian Renxue wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, turned around, and with her back to Ghost, spoke in a trembling voice: "You tell... Mother... tell Bibi Dong!"

"I am not going back. It has been so many years; the mission has reached this point, and even if I die, I will see this path through to the end."

"Also, give my regards to Grandfather for me, and tell her that her granddaughter is doing well."

Li Yuan slowly awakened from his meditation, feeling the surging power within his body, and could not help but curl his lips into a satisfied arc.

"Refreshing!"

After a night of digestion and absorption, that Adaptive Growth God-Bestowed Soul Bone had completely fused with his body.

Although his Soul Power Level had only increased by one rank, reaching level twenty-seven, the strengthening of his physique was substantial.

His muscles were firmer, his bones were increasingly tough, his meridians had widened significantly, and even the speed of his soul power circulation was noticeably faster.

"No wonder soul bones are called the supreme treasures of the soul master world; they truly live up to their reputation..."

Li Yuan clenched his fists, feeling that sense of overflowing power, and sighed in his heart.

According to the characteristic that the soul bone grows alongside his own strength, this soul bone of his was currently equivalent to a level of seven or eight hundred years.

A soul bone of merely seven or eight hundred years could bring about such a significant improvement; if it were to grow to ten thousand years, a hundred thousand years... the effect would be simply unimaginable!

With a thought, he activated his soul bone skill.

"Soul Bone Skill—White Snake Origin!"

A faint white halo emerged from his body, as if he were enveloped by a gentle yet powerful force.

Strength, speed, defense, soul power recovery... all attributes instantly increased by five percent!

"A five percent increase to all attributes... although it doesn't look like much now, this is a growth-type soul bone skill. Once the soul bone's age goes up, the percentage of the boost will definitely multiply several times over!"

[Soul Bone Skill: White Snake Origin (Growth-type)
Effect: Increases all attributes by 5%
Duration: Sustained
Cooldown: None]

A sharp glint flashed in Li Yuan's eyes.

Moreover, this was an "all-attribute" boost with no weaknesses; whether for fighting enemies, saving his own life, or cultivating, it offered tremendous benefits.

In the future, would he still need to fear Tang San?

Unless... he gets hit with "Mother's Entanglement"...

Cough, cough, he was getting ahead of himself.

Afterward, he practiced the Cloud Ladder Step movement technique a few more times, his figure shifting and moving within the cramped dormitory, as light as a feather and leaving behind trails of afterimages.

Although he was only a beginner, Li Yuan could already feel the agility and elegance brought by this movement technique.

"With this movement technique and the soul bone skill, plus Ah Bai... Tang San? Hmph, nothing to fear!"

Li Yuan was in a great mood. After washing up, he had a wonderful breakfast at the cafeteria, preparing to start a new day of cultivation.

[Richest Little Heiress of Heaven Dou: @Ice-Snow Smart, sister, sister, have you absorbed that soul bone yet? What kind of soul bone skill did you create?]

Ning Rongrong's curiosity was still overflowing; she couldn't wait to ask as soon as she woke up.

[Ice-Snow Smart: Um, actually, I haven't decided what kind of soul skill I want yet, so I haven't absorbed it.]

[Viper-Hearted Big Sister: No way? Such an awesome God-Bestowed Soul Bone, and you're telling me you held back for an entire night without absorbing it? (Shocked)]

[Loves Eating Carrots: What a ruthless person! (Thumbs up)]

[Big Cat in the Night: I feel like I wouldn't be able to hold back for even a minute.]

[Ice-Snow Smart: Er, actually, this soul bone isn't as helpful to me as you all imagine.]

[Richest Little Heiress of Heaven Dou: What a humblebrag! (Vomiting blood emoji)]

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Ning Rongrong looked at the screen, nearly spitting out a mouthful of old blood.

A treasure she regarded as priceless and unattainable.

In someone else's eyes, it was actually just an optional item?

Comparing oneself to others is truly infuriating!

On the other side.

Heaven Dou Empire, Ye Family Manor.

A stunningly beautiful young girl wearing a silver dress was looking at the brick in her hand with a troubled expression.

The girl had a waterfall of long blue hair, and her beautiful, large blue eyes seemed as if they could speak.

And she was none other than the group member "Ice-Snow Smart," whom even Li Yuan hadn't guessed.

Ye Lingling.

"Why does no one believe me when I tell the truth..."

Ye Lingling muttered softly, a trace of helplessness on her cold, aloof face.

She looked at the God-Bestowed Soul Bone in her reward list; she hadn't claimed it since she drew it yesterday.

It wasn't that it was completely useless, but... for a pure support-type soul master like her, the effects really weren't that immediate.