Slaying Shi Nian, Spirit-Type Soul Bone

"The old man is about to unleash his power!"

Huo Wu's limbs were bound tight.

She looked up at Yu Xiaolong as he soared into the air.

A look of deep emotion appeared on her face.

Shi Nian was shocked.

He watched as Yu Xiaolong slowly ascended.

Two red, hundred-thousand-year spirit rings.

Appeared out of thin air around the other's body.

An expression of utter disbelief surfaced on Shi Nian's face.

He blurted out, "Impossible! How is this possible!? Hundred-thousand-year spirit rings!"

Shi Nian's expression flickered between uncertainty and rage.

Then, he regained his composure: "Even if you have hundred-thousand-year spirit rings, you will absolutely not be my match!"

"Do not forget, you are currently inside my dream!"

His face gradually began to twist.

To this.

Yu Xiaolong merely stared at him with a cold, indifferent expression.

Then, he spoke: "Is that so?"

Having said that.

He directly summoned his Sagittarius Star Dragon martial soul.

"Hmph! Futile. You still wish to struggle within my dream?"

Seeing this.

Shi Nian let out a mocking laugh.

Then, he licked the corner of his lips.

Absolute killing intent erupted from his eyes.

He then said: "Even if I stood right here and let you attack, you would never be able to hit me!"

Within the Residual Dream.

He was the master!

A mere level 50-something spirit king.

Daring to contend with me!?

Shi Nian wore a sarcastic expression.

To this.

Yu Xiaolong returned a cold look.

In his eyes.

This conceited Shi Nian was already a dead man.

He spoke: "Can't hit you? Then let's see you try!"

As soon as the words fell.

He raised his right arm.

The golden wings on his left and right.

Were like a drawn bow and crossbow.

Then.

A golden arrow.

Condensed into form.

Whoosh!

"First spirit skill, Arrow of Death!"

Swish!

Yu Xiaolong's words became reality.

The golden arrow, following the line of his arm, flew out slowly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It was very slow.

Yet it was swift, fierce, and eerie.

"Heh heh..."

Shi Nian watched the arrow flying toward him.

He revealed a cruel smile.

It was as if he were mocking the stupidity of Yu Xiaolong.

However...

When the Golden Arrow of Death was but a meter away from him.

The smile on Shi Nian's face froze instantly.

"Not good!"

He blurted out.

Just as he wanted to dodge.

He discovered a strange power.

Instantly locking onto his body.

Making it so that no matter how much of his soul power he exhausted.

He seemed unable to escape.

Puchi!

The Golden Arrow of Death pierced through his chest.

A chill through the heart!

"Urgh..."

Shi Nian's eyes widened.

As if he could not die in peace.

A whimpering sound escaped his throat.

Then.

His entire body collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Level 72 Soul Saint.

Dead!

Whoosh.

Shi Nian was dead.

The virtual illusion created by his martial soul.

Naturally vanished as well.

Shui Bing'er and Huo Wu instantly broke free from their restraints.

Huo Wu walked up to Yu Xiaolong.

Her chest heaving.

Yu Xiaolong withdrew his gaze.

Just moments ago, Huo Wu had been bound by soul power.

As if tightly constricted by ropes across her chest.

This had undoubtedly highlighted her ample assets to the extreme.

"Old man, you actually won!"

Huo Wu looked shocked.

Shui Bing'er walked over from the side: "Teacher, are you uninjured?"

Seeing the look of concern on Shui Bing'er's face.

Yu Xiaolong felt quite comforted: "Mm. This Shi Nian's martial soul is very strange. You two lack combat experience and suffered because of it; you must be more careful in the future."

After speaking.

He walked in front of Shi Nian.

"Second Soul Skill: Holy Spirit Gatling Cannon!"

As the words fell.

A red soul ring rotated.

Then, two cannons mounted themselves onto Yu Xiaolong's shoulders simultaneously.

The next second, they fired in unison.

Boom!

Shi Nian's physical body was destroyed.

Behind a cloud of pitch-black mist.

Shi Nian's physical body vanished into ashes.

Only a purple spirit bone remained.

"This is..."

Huo Wu and Shui Bing'er leaned in closer.

Neither of them had ever seen such an object before.

Yu Xiaolong drew it into his hand from a distance.

"Illusion Wisdom Skull."

"To think Shi Nian possessed such a fine treasure."

A smile appeared on Yu Xiaolong's face.

Huo Wu leaned in to take a look: "Old man, what is a Wisdom Skull?"

"A spirit bone!"

Shui Bing'er spoke up from the side.

"Bing'er, you know of it?"

Shui Bing'er's face flushed red, and she shook her head: "I have only heard people mention it before; I have never seen one."

Hearing this, Yu Xiaolong nodded.

"That is correct, this is a spirit bone."

"Every spirit master can equip spirit bones in two different slots."

"And this piece is a Wisdom Skull, best suited for spirit masters with mental-type martial spirits."

Having said that.

Yu Xiaolong stored it away into his own soul tool.

Neither Huo Wu nor Shui Bing'er.

Were suitable for this spirit bone.

"Teacher, now that you have enough gold coins, does that mean you can build the academy?"

"That is correct."

"With the two of you, my Dragon God Temple has successors."

Yu Xiaolong laughed.

Huo Wu, however, walked ahead with her hands behind her back.

Suddenly, she turned around and began walking backward: "Hmph! Who said I was going to help you! I am a member of Blazing Academy!"

Hearing this.

Shui Bing'er looked toward her teacher.

Yu Xiaolong smiled.

This little girl had a sharp tongue.

But her heart, at least, was not bad.

The Dragon God Temple sect grounds.

For now, it was still a dilapidated courtyard.

Across the way, not far off, was Shrek Academy.

He believed that in the near future.

The Dragon God Temple would stand tall.

Facing Shrek Academy from across the street.

Shrek Academy.

Recently.

The strength of all its members, with the exception of Xiao Wu, had reached level forty.

Especially Ma Hongjun.

Having just obtained his fourth spirit ring.

He prepared to reward himself.

Inside the imperial city.

At a tavern.

Passing through a small alleyway.

He walked inside and entered a room.

Having completed a sordid transaction with a cat-girl.

"Hey there, handsome, you haven't paid yet."

Watching Ma Hongjun finish up in two minutes.

He gave his body a shake and prepared to leave.

The woman grabbed his hand, looking embarrassed.

"Haven't paid? Listen here, sister, that's not right. Your service was terrible, so why should I pay?"

Ma Hongjun's expression shifted.

With a toothpick held in his mouth.

His words made the woman's face change.

She said, aggrieved, "Young master, please... I really need that money right now, you can't do this..."

"Get the hell out of here!"

"Don't touch me!"

Ma Hongjun kicked the woman aside.

He left with a look of utter disgust.

The woman was kicked into the corner.

Sweat poured over her entire body.

She clutched her stomach tightly: "Ouch... my stomach..."

"The money..." Suddenly, she realized.

She kept muttering to herself.

Only to find that the man had already run off.

On the outskirts of Heaven Dou Imperial City.

Shui Bing'er walked along the road alone.

Suddenly, she sensed someone following her from behind.

She frowned.

But she did not expose them.

She continued walking ahead as if nothing were wrong.

At this moment.

In the corner of a distant wall.

The peeping stalker.

Was none other than Ma Hongjun.

Drooling.

"This girl is so beautiful..."

"If only I could..."

He began to indulge in his fantasies.

A ball of evil fire rose in his lower abdomen.

He suddenly felt an unbearable heat.

And carefully followed after her.

On the other side.

Rustle...

Shui Bing'er was cold and aloof.

Her steps were light.

Suddenly.

She stopped.

"Come out."

She possessed Twin Martial Souls.

Her perception was keen.

She had sensed someone following her from the very beginning.

And their soul power was not low.