Tuoba Xi Breaks Through to Titled Douluo

Qiangu Xiaoye put away his bone shield and smiled faintly. "Thanks to Second Uncle's help. Otherwise, I wouldn't have obtained this Soul Ring either."

Golden Crocodile Douluo waved a hand, suddenly seeming to recall something.

"By the way, what do you plan to do with this Hundred Thousand Year left arm bone?"

Qiangu Xiaoye took out the left arm bone, his gaze falling on Ling Feng.

"Feng'er," he said.

Ling Feng froze, vaguely guessing what was coming.

"This left arm bone is useless to me if I keep it."

Qiangu Xiaoye said, "My Soul Bones are already complete. You gave me my right arm bone, skull bone, and both leg bones. My left arm bone had always been missing, but now..."

He paused, then held the left arm bone out to Ling Feng. "I want to leave it to you."

Ling Feng was stunned.

"Father, how could that be?"

He hurriedly said, "This came from your Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring. You should use it yourself. And hasn't your left arm bone always been missing?"

Qiangu Xiaoye said, "I don't think there's anyone more suitable for it than you."

He looked seriously at his son. "Feng'er, your Martial Soul is the Twin Sacred Dragon: the Dark Sacred Dragon and the Radiant Sacred Dragon."

"This left arm bone has a dark attribute and is a hundred thousand years old. It perfectly matches your Dark Sacred Dragon."

"You're only level thirty-five now. Have you thought about how much possessing a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone at this stage would help your cultivation?"

Ling Feng fell silent.

Of course he had thought about it.

Even without absorbing it, simply carrying a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone on one's body could gradually improve one's physique.

If he absorbed it, then with his current physical strength and spiritual power, although he could not fully unleash the power of a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone, he would still receive an immense boost.

But this belonged to his father. More importantly, it could help him break through to rank ninety-five Titled Douluo in a short time.

"Father." He raised his head. "Keep this Soul Bone for now."

"When I'm older, when I break through to Soul King or even Soul Emperor, it won't be too late to give it to me then."

"When that time comes, I'll personally hunt a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. The Soul Bone it drops will be one that truly belongs to me."

Qiangu Xiaoye looked at him, a complicated expression flashing through his eyes.

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure." Ling Feng nodded. "Father, you've just broken through to Titled Douluo. You need every bit of strength to stabilize your realm."

"This Soul Bone will have the greatest effect on you. On me, it would only be wasted."

He smiled. "Besides, didn't you say that when I'm older, you'll personally take me to hunt a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?"

"When the time comes, wouldn't the Soul Bone I obtain myself be even more meaningful than this one?"

Qiangu Xiaoye stared at his son for a long while before suddenly smiling.

"Alright." He put away the left arm bone. "Then we'll do as you say. Once you reach a sufficient realm, Father will personally take you to hunt a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast."

Ling Feng nodded, finally managing to brush the matter aside.

Normally, he would not take the initiative to absorb Soul Bones, not even Hundred Thousand Year ones.

What he wanted were Soul Bones dropped by true dragon species over a hundred thousand years old, ones capable of evolving his Dark Sacred Dragon Martial Soul and Radiant Sacred Dragon Martial Soul to the Dragon King level.

Nearby, Tuoba Yue'er watched the interaction between father and son, her eyes full of gratification.

Just then, Tuoba Xi gave a light cough.

Everyone looked toward him.

Tuoba Xi rose to his feet and clasped his hands toward Golden Crocodile Douluo and Green Phoenix Douluo. "Seniors, this old man has an impudent request."

Golden Crocodile Douluo waved his hand. "Speak freely."

"This old man has been stuck at rank eighty-nine for thirty years. Thanks to my grandson, I've finally broken through rank ninety."

Tuoba Xi said, "I only lack one Soul Ring before I can step into the realm of Titled Douluo. I would like to ask the two Titled Douluo of Spirit Hall to help me hunt a suitable Soul Ring."

Golden Crocodile Douluo raised an eyebrow. "What age do you want?"

"Over seventy thousand years."

Tuoba Xi said, "Preferably a dragon-type Soul Beast. My Martial Soul is the Earth Dragon, also one of the finest dragon-type Martial Souls. Ordinary Soul Beasts are unworthy of the suffering this old man has endured for thirty years."

Golden Crocodile Douluo nodded and looked at Green Phoenix Douluo.

Green Phoenix Douluo pondered for a moment. "Dragon-type Soul Beasts over seventy thousand years old are difficult to find on the continent."

"What about the sea?" Tuoba Xi asked.

"The sea..." Green Phoenix Douluo looked toward Golden Crocodile Douluo.

Golden Crocodile Douluo thought for a moment. "There are some in the sea. After all, Xiao Ye's Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast was hunted in the sea."

He paused and looked at Tuoba Xi. "You've just broken through rank ninety, and you're no longer young. Your vitality has severely declined. Absorbing a Soul Ring over seventy thousand years old carries no small risk."

Tuoba Xi said in a deep voice, "This old bag of bones endured for thirty years for this very moment. No matter how great the risk, I have to give it a try."

"Of course, the most important thing is that Xiao Feng gave me a Ten Thousand Year Dragon Blood Grass, allowing me to temporarily maintain my peak condition."

Golden Crocodile Douluo stared at him for a long time before suddenly laughing.

"Good." He slapped his thigh. "You've got backbone! I like that!"

He stood and walked over to Tuoba Xi, patting him on the shoulder.

"Stay in Spirit Hall without worry. Absorb those two Soul Bones and stabilize your foundation. In a month, I'll send people to accompany you on a trip to the sea."

Tuoba Xi was overjoyed and gave a deep bow. "Thank you, Senior!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo laughed heartily and waved a hand. "No need for such courtesy. You're Xiao Feng's maternal grandfather, which makes you one of our own. Naturally, I'll take the affairs of one of our own seriously."

Ling Feng watched from the side, the corners of his lips lifting slightly.

Spirit Hall's strength was growing at an astonishing pace.

And he himself, at level thirty-five, with his thirty-eight-thousand-year third Soul Ring, an ice-and-fire-immune body, and spiritual power at the level of a High-Rank Soul Emperor, was steadily advancing toward greater strength.

One month later, outside the Worship Hall in Spirit City.

Tuoba Xi stood in the plaza before the hall, his aura solid and steady.

"Ready?" Qianjun Douluo walked to his side, looked him over, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Your foundation is solid and your aura stable. Are you confident in absorbing a seventy-thousand-year Soul Ring?"

Tuoba Xi took a deep breath and said solemnly, "I am."

Falling Devil Douluo also emerged from the hall, standing shoulder to shoulder with Qianjun Douluo.

The two looked ninety percent alike. When they stood together, they possessed an innate tacit understanding.

"Since this concerns our in-law, we brothers will naturally do our utmost."

Falling Devil Douluo rarely revealed a smile. "There happens to be a suitable seventy-thousand-year dragon-type Soul Beast in the sea."

Tuoba Xi froze. "In-law?"

Qianjun Douluo smiled. "Your daughter married Xiao Ye. Xiao Ye is a junior we watched grow up. By that reasoning, aren't you and us in-laws?"

Tuoba Xi was stunned for a moment, then burst into hearty laughter. "Good! Good! With my two in-laws taking action, I'll entrust this old life to you!"

Ling Feng watched from the side, the corners of his lips lifting slightly.

With Qianjun and Falling Devil, the two worshippers, personally taking action, his maternal grandfather's Soul Ring was practically guaranteed.

Half an hour later, three figures shot into the sky and flew into the distance.

The boundless blue ocean stretched out beneath them, with several islands occasionally dotting its surface.

The sea breeze blew past, carrying a salty, fishy scent.

"Eastward," Qianjun Douluo said. "There is a Deep Sea Canyon there, home to many deep-sea Soul Beasts."

"Among them is a seventy-thousand-year Abyssal Dragon Lizard. It possesses a thin trace of Dragon Clan bloodline and is quite compatible with the Earth Dragon Martial Soul."

An Abyssal Dragon Lizard, seventy thousand years old, Dragon Clan bloodline...

After flying for another half day, the color of the sea ahead suddenly deepened, changing from azure to inky blue, like an Abyss.

"We're here."

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