External Soul Bone Dropped! Oscar's Luck Defied Heaven!

Flender's pupils suddenly contracted.

He had seen countless Soul Masters, countless Martial Souls, and countless strange and bizarre things.

Yet the sight before him still shocked him speechless.

Zhao Wuji's eyes went wide, his mouth open enough to fit a fist inside.

"Holy shit!"

The Immovable Bright King, a dignified seven-ring Soul Saint, let out a cry of shock utterly unbefitting his status.

"This is... a Soul Bone!"

Zhao Wuji's voice trembled.

"And one that isn't among the six standard Soul Bones... an External Soul Bone!"

Everyone present focused their eyes on Oscar's golden bear paw.

Li Yusong's eyelid twitched.

Lu Qibin adjusted his glasses, a sharp gleam flashing behind the lenses.

Shao Xin opened his mouth but could not say a word.

Even the usually composed Flender could not help drawing in a sharp breath.

"Little Oscar, your fucking luck is unbelievable!"

Zhao Wuji slapped Oscar's shoulder so hard he nearly knocked him flat.

"An External Soul Bone! This is an External Soul Bone! I've killed soul beasts for decades and never even seen a single Soul Bone, yet you got one on your first trip into the Star Dou Great Forest!"

Ma Hongjun stood to the side, staring at Oscar's golden bear paw as turmoil churned in his heart.

An External Soul Bone.

He knew about it.

Of course he knew.

In the original story, Tang San obtained an External Soul Bone—the Eight Spider Lances—from a Man Faced Demon Spider during his travels.

It was one of Tang San's most important trump cards in the early stages, accompanying him all the way from Soul Ancestor to Title Douluo.

But he had never expected Oscar to obtain an External Soul Bone as well.

And to obtain it with his second Soul Ring.

This...

Ma Hongjun took a deep breath and tried to calm himself.

The butterfly effect.

His transmigration, the all-around Soul Master path he had proposed, every deviation he had made from the original story—all of it was changing the direction of this world.

Oscar had originally only been an ordinary Food-Type Soul Master. Though extraordinarily gifted, he had never obtained a Soul Bone in his entire life.

But in this life, because of Ma Hongjun's suggestion, Oscar had chosen the Vajra Bear as his second Soul Ring.

And this Vajra Bear had happened to carry an External Soul Bone, which Oscar absorbed after it died.

This was the butterfly effect.

The plot had already changed.

And Ma Hongjun was the butterfly flapping its wings.

"What is an External Soul Bone?"

Oscar's voice pulled Ma Hongjun out of his thoughts.

He held up his golden bear paw, looking both startled and frightened, like a child who had no idea how to handle a hot potato.

Flender took a deep breath, composed himself, and began explaining.

"A Soul Bone is a special item with an extremely low chance of being left behind after a soul beast dies. Under normal circumstances, Soul Bones are divided into six types—left arm bone, right arm bone, left leg bone, right leg bone, torso bone, and head bone. These are collectively known as Internal Soul Bones. Once absorbed, their age is fixed and cannot be increased."

He paused, his gaze falling upon Oscar's bear paw.

"But beyond those six Soul Bones, there is another special kind called an External Soul Bone. Its appearance rate is hundreds or thousands of times lower than that of ordinary Soul Bones, making it extraordinarily rare. Its greatest feature is its potential for continuous growth—it can grow alongside its owner, constantly increasing in age and power."

Oscar's eyes gradually widened.

"Moreover, an External Soul Bone has one most important characteristic."

Flender's voice became grave. "Once it fuses with its owner, no one else can take it away. Even if the owner is killed, the External Soul Bone will be destroyed along with him and will not fall into another person's hands."

Oscar lowered his head to look at his bear paw. The fear in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by an excitement he could not suppress.

"So... this thing grows along with me?"

"Yes."

"And nobody can steal it?"

"Yes."

"Then doesn't that mean... I can use it to fight?"

Flender fell silent for a moment, then nodded.

"In theory, yes. The abilities granted by an External Soul Bone differ from your own Martial Soul and soul skills. It is an additional means of combat. Your bear paw should have inherited some of the Vajra Bear's traits—powerful attack and high defense. It can serve as something you rely on in close combat."

Oscar broke into a grin.

He smiled like a two-hundred-pound child.

"Wonderful! Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful!"

He repeated "wonderful" several times, so excited that he spun in circles where he stood.

"I can really become a Battle Soul Master! I can really rush to the front and fight!"

He suddenly stopped, turned to Ma Hongjun, and his eyes reddened.

"Hongjun, thank you."

Ma Hongjun froze for a moment, then smiled and shook his head.

"Why thank me? You got the Soul Bone yourself. It has nothing to do with me."

"It's not about the Soul Bone."

Oscar shook his head forcefully.

"It's about this path. If you hadn't shown me this path, I might never have dared to imagine that I could become a Battle Soul Master. Even if I had gotten an External Soul Bone, I wouldn't have known how to use it."

He looked at his golden bear paw, his voice catching slightly.

"But now, it's different. I know where I'm headed."

Ma Hongjun looked at Oscar, a complicated feeling rising in his heart.

In the original story, although Oscar eventually became a Title Douluo, his life had followed a passive path—he had been pushed forward by others, pushed forward by fate.

But in this life, things were different.

He had chosen his own path.

Perhaps that was even more important than an External Soul Bone.

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The group had not yet calmed down from their excitement when Flender suddenly spoke, his voice turning cold.

"Oscar."

Oscar froze and turned toward Flender.

Flender's expression was solemn, even stern.

"Remember this regarding the External Soul Bone—unless absolutely necessary, never use it in front of strangers."

Oscar's smile stiffened.

"The temptation of a Soul Bone is too great."

Flender enunciated every word.

"Even a Title Douluo would be tempted by the sight of a Soul Bone. An External Soul Bone is rarer still. Once people learn that you possess such a thing, you'll become a walking target."

"But... Teacher, didn't you just say that nobody can take an External Soul Bone from me?" Oscar asked cautiously.

"They can't take it away, but that doesn't mean they won't try."

Flender's voice grew colder. "Not everyone knows the properties of an External Soul Bone. Even if they do, some people will still come looking for trouble with a 'might as well try' attitude. Can you guarantee that you'll win every time? Can you guarantee that we'll be by your side every time?"

Oscar's lips trembled.

"And—" Flender's gaze swept over everyone present, "even if someone knows that an External Soul Bone cannot be taken, they may think this—if they can't steal it, then they'll simply control the person along with it. They'll capture you, lock you away, and use you like a living Soul Bone. What will you do then?"