Hundred Thousand Year Sacred Dragon Right Leg Bone, Bibi Dong Visits at Midnight

Ye Guyue immediately inspected the skills of the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone, as a bone of this caliber was guaranteed to have two soul skills.

First Soul Bone Skill: Holy Light Dragon Shadow Step.

An active, ultimate speed displacement ability. Upon activation, movement speed increases by 200% instantly, allowing for continuous short-range teleports with a maximum distance of 500 meters per jump.

During the teleportation, the user transforms into intangible holy light, becoming immune to all attacks and negative effects. The Radiant Holy Dragon afterimages left behind during movement inflict continuous holy burning and Dragon Might suppression on surrounding targets.

The skill lasts for 30 seconds with a 1-minute cooldown. Exclusive bloodline bonus:

As long as soul power is sufficient, it can be maintained indefinitely. The teleportation distance scales with the user's cultivation; at the Title Douluo level, a single teleport can reach 10,000 meters.

Isn't this the ultimate tool for escaping and tracking?

The fastest soul masters on the continent, the Sharp-Tailed Swift clan of the Speed Clan, have soul skills that are entirely focused on acceleration.

Because of this, the Speed Clan is also the weakest of the four affiliated sects.

Immediately, he activated the Holy Light Dragon Shadow Step.

In the blink of an eye, he transformed into a blur of light and vanished from the bedchamber.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already 500 meters away.

"Truly fast." Ye Guyue activated it once more and instantly returned to the bedchamber.

He immediately began to inspect the second soul bone skill.

Second Soul Bone Skill: Holy Dragon Heaven-Stomping Strike.

Passive: Permanently increases leg explosive power; damage from all leg techniques and diving attacks is increased by 100%.

Upon landing, it triggers a Holy Light Shockwave, dealing area-of-effect damage and knock-up effects to surrounding targets.

Active: Condenses the full power of the Radiant Holy Dragon into the right leg, performing a devastating stomp from high altitude.

It comes with [Holy Dragon Lock]; once locked, the target cannot escape or teleport by any means.

Upon impact, it triggers a massive Holy Light explosion, dealing immense damage.

Simultaneously, it shatters the target's defenses and soul power shield, rendering them unable to condense soul power for 3 seconds.

It can be perfectly combined with [Holy Light Dragon Shadow Step] to achieve omnidirectional attacks, with a 5-minute cooldown.

"For this soul bone skill, I need to find a Title Douluo grandfather to test it out; an ordinary Soul Douluo might not be able to withstand it."

Just as Ye Guyue felt these two soul bone skills were quite good, he felt he had missed something. Upon closer inspection, he discovered there was one more omitted skill.

When facing near-death, the skill Origin Protection is triggered, transforming the user into a holy light dragon shadow to instantly escape the battlefield while restoring 30% of their soul power. This effect can be triggered once every 24 hours.

Ye Guyue wore a smile; it seemed this soul bone was quite decent.

Although it was chosen for him by that lecherous dragon, he still held a grudge for being locked up in the Star Dou Great Forest for an entire year.

Only after it had violated him did it finally deign to let him leave.

He had truly been careless.

The saying that dragons are inherently lecherous is indeed true. It was fortunate he slipped away quickly; otherwise, if he had stayed there, he would have been bullied by Gu Yuena day and night.

Wouldn't he have ended up just like the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm?

Now that he had escaped, he still had to face what was coming next.

He needed to think of a way to let Bibi Dong know that Yu Xiaogang was not as glorious as he appeared on the surface.

While he was deep in thought, a maid's voice came from outside.

"Miss Ye, Her Highness the Saintess is looking for you."

Ye Guyue paused. He hadn't expected Bibi Dong to come looking for him first, but there was no need to guess—it was certainly to plead for Yu Xiaogang.

"Let her in."

The doors to the bedchamber were pushed open. Bibi Dong walked in with her long, slender legs, then closed the doors behind her and turned to look.

Her gaze was uncontrollably locked onto Ye Guyue on the bed. Her throat bobbed involuntarily, and she swallowed subconsciously.

The person on the bed was loosely draped in a wide white sleeping robe. The fabric had slipped off his shoulders, revealing clean-lined, snow-white shoulders and delicate collarbones.

He was barefoot, his small, translucent jade feet resting casually on the edge of the bed, his toes rounded.

Above them were straight, slender legs with smooth, clean lines.

A head of waist-length white hair was draped loosely behind him, with a few stray strands falling against his cheeks.

This only served to make that already exquisitely perfect face even more striking.

His red eyes, with their slightly upturned corners, were half-raised. Despite his cold, icy expression, there was an innate charm in the way his gaze shifted.

With a high-bridged nose and pale pink lips, even just sitting there quietly, he was so beautiful that one couldn't look away, and one's breathing would subconsciously soften.

Bibi Dong stood where she was, unable to regain her senses for a long while.

She had only known this senior brother as someone handsome and exceptionally talented, the genius held in the palms of the Worship Hall, but she had never seen him this close, stripped of his defenses.

The words she had prepared along the way to plead for Yu Xiaogang were now completely stuck in her throat, unable to utter a single syllable, leaving only the sound of her heart beating faster and faster, beyond her control.

Senior Sister, she was truly as stunning as ever.

If one didn't know him since childhood, at a glance, one would surely mistake him for a beautiful girl.

"Bibi Dong, if you have come to plead for Yu Xiaogang, then you had best leave."

Ye Guyue raised his eyes, looking at Bibi Dong, who stood frozen in place with a gaze like a predator eyeing its prey.

Something was wrong.

This look didn't seem like she had come to discuss matters; why did it feel like she was about to devour him?

No, no, this was absolutely wrong.

Bibi Dong slightly regained her senses, realized she had lost her composure, and hurriedly reined herself in.

"Apologies, Senior Sister, I was out of line."

"Senior Sister, I am willing to marry you, if only you would ask Teacher to spare Yu Xiaogang."

Ye Guyue looked at the utterly spineless Bibi Dong with icy eyes and sighed.

"Sigh, why can't you understand? Yu Xiaogang only values your status as the Holy Maiden; he does not love you at all."

"Senior Sister, say no more. I know you don't love me either."

Bibi Dong offered a bitter smile.

"I am a useless person who can't do anything right and am unworthy of you, Senior Sister. We only need to keep up appearances; when the time comes, whether you wish to cultivate or pursue love, you may do as you please, so long as you let Yu Xiaogang go."

Ye Guyue was a naturally dazzling star, radiating boundless light, far beyond her reach.

Educated by the seven Elders, even in her youth, she was no match for him.

One who is single-mindedly devoted to the path has no desires and seeks nothing.

Ye Guyue's eyes shifted as he looked at Bibi Dong, who stood there at a loss.

"Bibi Dong, do you truly believe Yu Xiaogang loves you?"

Bibi Dong did not answer, which was as good as an admission.

"You should go back. When the time comes, you will know the truth." Ye Guyue immediately issued an order to leave.

"Rest well, Senior Sister." Bibi Dong bowed, turned away in desolation, and left without lingering any longer.

After the palace doors closed, Ye Guyue knew he had to settle the matter of Yu Xiaogang within three days.

To make Bibi Dong give up completely was simple; a few minor schemes would be more than enough.

At this moment, he stopped thinking of other things and calmed his heart to meditate.

Having left the palace, Bibi Dong had not walked far before a torrential downpour began to fall from the sky.

Accompanied by the sound of thunder, the rain grew heavier, soaking Bibi Dong's hair and clothes.

Standing in place for a long time, unable to collect her thoughts, Bibi Dong tried to use the rain to calm herself, but it was useless; everything was in vain, and she couldn't do anything right.

Recalling Ye Guyue's icy expression, her heart felt as if it were being sliced by a blade, as though she had lost something of great importance.

"Senior Sister, it seems this Junior Sister truly does not know how to make a choice..."