Self-Moved; The Platinum Bishop's Frozen Smile

"After such a fortuitous opportunity and so many hardships, I finally obtained it."

Lin Nuo could not help but chuckle.

Although absorbing a Spirit Bone had no strict Soul Power threshold, this was a top-grade Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast treasure. Fully fusing with it would never be accomplished overnight.

The process was destined to be exceedingly long.

What was more, this Spirit Bone's attributes were not a perfect match for his own.

Excluding External Soul Bones, the human body had only six standard Spirit Bone slots in total.

This was the foundation upon which he would forge his divine armor in the future. He had to plan every slot carefully and absolutely could not swallow it blindly.

Taking a step back, who knew whether that old bastard Tang Hao had left some sort of backup measure on Ah Yin?

What if, the moment his wife was gone, Tang Hao immediately sensed it...

How terrifyingly fast would a Title Douluo who had lost his wife, snapped, and flown into a mindless rage be when charging back?

He only had one life. There was only one thing he should do now.

The wind was tight. Time to run!

Having taken only half a step, Lin Nuo's eyes rolled, and he casually plucked the most ordinary wild Blue Silver Grass growing by the wall at the cave entrance.

He quickly returned to the center of the stone chamber and neatly planted that weed, which did not even possess ten years of cultivation, into the little mound of earth that had originally belonged to Ah Yin.

He even thoughtfully packed down the soil around it, firming up its roots.

"Sigh, I really am a little too kindhearted."

Watching his masterpiece sway in the breeze, Lin Nuo sighed in satisfaction.

Then, without another moment of hesitation, his figure flashed as he cleanly retreated from the waterfall cave.

Everything was now in place. He only needed to patiently wait for Heaven Dou City to receive the message and send someone to contact him.

Then all his previous plans could be set in motion step by step.

Meanwhile, in a border town thousands of miles away.

A burly, rough-looking man wrapped in a voluminous black robe was leisurely stretching his limbs, his body producing a series of crackling pops.

Just moments ago, this renowned Clear Sky Douluo had relied on his absolute level advantage to casually wipe out the Martial Soul Branch Hall in this region.

After venting viciously, he felt every pore on his body relax, and his previous gloom was swept away.

By his calculations, his precious son Tang San was currently following that Flat-top and steadily leveling up.

As for that Hundred-Thousand-Year Soft Bone Rabbit he had secretly raised and released into the wild, her heart was surely already firmly tied to his son.

When the time was right in the future, perfectly recreating the story between him and Ah Yin would simply be the natural course of events.

Thinking of this, Tang Hao gazed up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle.

"Ah Yin, do you see it?

Our child, Xiao San, is a true genius.

He is destined to walk a path beyond ordinary people..."

"Rest assured, one day he will surpass me, personally uproot Spirit Hall, and avenge you!"

"Ah Yin, I have not dared to visit you in that cave all these years...

It is not because I am heartless. It is because I am consumed by guilt.

Back then, I knew you were a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast who had taken human form and would naturally draw attention.

Yet I still stubbornly insisted on bringing you back to the Clear Sky Sect to acknowledge your ancestors. That was what completely exposed your identity and led to Qian Xunji bringing people to surround and kill you..."

"Every mistake was mine, Tang Hao's!

I have failed you!"

Tang Hao's eyes reddened, and his voice gradually choked up. "But rest assured, when Xiao San reaches level fifty and encounters his bottleneck, I will definitely bring him to see you.

At that time, I will have him personally fuse with the right leg bone you left behind and inherit your power..."

At this moment, Tang Hao had taken self-moved sentimentality to its absolute extreme.

However, just as he was hopelessly immersed in this unparalleled devotion, his heart suddenly convulsed violently without warning!

Immediately afterward, Tang Hao's expression changed drastically.

The profound, melancholy aura around him instantly shattered, replaced by uncontrollable terror and rage.

The Soul Power restriction he had left in the waterfall cave had actually been forcibly broken?!

"No! My Ah Yin!"

Tang Hao's eyes nearly split apart in terror. How could he care about his internal injuries now?

Several muffled booms rang out as he unhesitatingly shattered the low-level Soul Rings beneath his feet one after another!

Violent Soul Power surged back wildly. Tang Hao transformed into a savage dark-golden streak of light, tearing through the night sky as he frantically shot toward Holy Soul Village.

How could he not be anxious? The waterfall cave held more than just Ah Yin's Seed of Life; it also concealed other heaven-defying opportunities.

Putting Ah Yin aside, if the Blue Silver Emperor in this world revived and emerged ahead of time, then how would his precious son's Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul undergo its second awakening and be crowned emperor in the same era?

Not to mention that Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone!

If someone else snatched such a supreme treasure, what would his son use in the future to pave the broad road leading to the highest realm?!

The fierce wind howled past his ears. As Tang Hao sped along, his heart bled and his guts were nearly green with regret.

Had he known this would happen, he should have kept that right leg bone on him from the start!

And the restriction in that damn cave—back then, for concealment, he had only set up a basic warning. Had he known, he would have laid down several more safeguards!

Otherwise, how could such a massive disaster have happened today?!

People did not share the same joys and sorrows.

Just as Lin Nuo happily returned to the Martial Soul Branch Hall to await word, and Tang Hao rushed back in panic.

The secret letter Ma Xiunuo had submitted finally arrived at the Platinum Temple in Heaven Dou City.

It was delivered into the hands of Platinum Bishop Salas.

In recent years, Spirit Hall's momentum had grown too fiercely. The royal family and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, for instance, had consciously begun competing for talented young Soul Masters.

As a result, he, a Platinum Bishop, had actually endured considerable pressure from the Pope.

But today was undoubtedly the happiest day he had experienced in quite some time.

A terrifyingly gifted Soul Grandmaster under nine years old had appeared in one of the branch halls under his jurisdiction.

"Such an outstanding little fellow wants to join Spirit Hall only after graduating from Heaven Dou Royal Academy?"

"He is quite a clever little genius."

Salas smiled as he finished reading Ma Xiunuo's letter and nodded in satisfaction.

He guessed that this little genius wanted to achieve a ranking in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament a few years from now, thereby gaining access to better resource allocation.

That was indeed a brilliant move.

Spirit Hall Academy was filled with geniuses from every background. For a genius discovered from the bottom rung like this, the competition there was indeed somewhat too intense.

Salas smiled and opened Lin Nuo's Soul Master profile.

"Oh? Lin Nuo?"

"His Martial Soul is actually a spider-type Martial Soul, just like Her Holiness the Pope's."

"Not bad, not bad..."

Following his gaze downward.

When he looked at Lin Nuo's portrait...

Salas's smile froze on his face.

"It seems this old man truly is getting on in years. I actually seem to have seen Her Holiness the Pope..."