Mu En's Delivery Service

Lin Ciyan lay on the Golden Tree Hammock, his mind sinking deep into his body.

He carefully sensed the warm pulse emanating from his right arm.

That was exactly where his right arm Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone, Source of Dawn, resided.

This growth-type soul bone, obtained from Mu En, possessed a value that even surpassed ordinary hundred-thousand-year-level soul bones.

This was solely because its origin was the Dawn Pegasus, a rare soul beast long extinct on the continent.

Legend says this soul beast was born from the world's very first ray of morning light.

With its elegant posture and pure power, it symbolized hope and new beginnings.

Source of Dawn inherited this quality of pure light and life.

It even possessed the incredible power to evolve alongside its host.

At this moment, Lin Ciyan could clearly perceive it.

Under the day-and-night nourishment of his incomparably pure Holy Radiance Qilin soul power, this soul bone had long since broken through its initial hundred-year limit.

Shortly after he obtained his second soul ring, it had crossed the thousand-year threshold.

Today, the vast energy and spirituality contained within it...

By his estimation, it was at least equivalent to the level of a seven-thousand-year soul bone!

Tsk tsk, if I wait until I absorb my third soul ring, and my soul power's quality and quantity take another leap...

Lin Ciyan rubbed his right arm, a lazy yet smug smile curling the corners of his lips.

This right arm bone, could it be that it will directly promote to a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone?

A three-ring Soul Elder, possessing a ten-thousand-year soul ring, plus a ten-thousand-year soul bone...

This configuration, if placed ten thousand years ago.

In that era where the soul master system was still relatively "primitive," it would likely scare a whole generation of so-called geniuses to death.

"Sigh, nothing I can do, who told us to follow the 'relaxed cultivation' route," he sighed in a humble-bragging manner.

"My soul power insists on being this pure, and the soul bone insists on upgrading itself; I couldn't stop it even if I wanted to."

[Ding! The host has completed a high-level humble-brag in their heart, deeply aligning with the core tenet of "Slacking is Power," Slacking Value +99!]

Inside the Sea God Pavilion.

Mu En looked at the spirited Lin Ciyan and the high-spirited Bei Bei before him. A trace of gratification flashed through his cloudy old eyes, but more than that, it was a heavy, indelible weariness born of time.

He knew his own body well.

Like a candle in the wind, it appeared stable, but in reality, every time he exerted powerful force, he was accelerating the extinguishing of his final light.

But for this disciple who carried his final expectations, this consumption was worth it.

"Ciyan, Bei Bei, are you ready?" Mu En's voice remained calm, yet carried an unquestionable majesty.

"Ready! Mystic Ancestor/Teacher!" Bei Bei and Lin Ciyan replied in unison, though one voice was resonant and firm, while the other carried a sleepy laziness.

Mu En nodded slightly, saying no more.

He merely flicked his withered palm.

The next moment, Lin Ciyan felt the surrounding space ripple like water; the scenery before his eyes instantly twisted and blurred.

That sensation wasn't like high-speed movement, but rather...

As if the entire world had been forcibly folded by an invisible giant hand, allowing them to cross a vast distance in a single step.

Standard operation, don't be surprised; the spatial power of a Limit Douluo is something you'd understand if you knew.

In just a few breaths, the feeling of solid ground returned.

The scene before them had shifted from the tranquility of the Sea God Pavilion to the vibrant vitality of a primeval forest.

A rich aura of life intertwined with the faint pressure of soul beasts.

"Holy crap..." Even though Lin Ciyan had been mentally prepared, he couldn't help but curse inwardly at this moment.

"This isn't traveling; this is 'Mu En Express, Mission Accomplished,' one-click teleportation, and it doesn't even include shipping... uh, though it seems the user doesn't pay anyway."

This wave of spatial jumping saved at least three days of travel; he was officially envious.

Bei Bei was also full of shock, his eyes filled with worship as he looked at Mu En.

Mu En offered no explanation, simply saying, "Follow."

He didn't even release any terrifying aura, walking slowly through the forest like an ordinary old man.

However, everywhere he passed, those soul beasts lurking in the shadows, radiating fierce and violent auras, all fell silent as if they had encountered a natural predator, not daring to even breathe loudly.

The absolute domain of a Limit Douluo needs no display; it is felt by all.

Mu En's spiritual power spread out like an invisible tide, silently covering a vast area.

A moment later, he looked at Bei Bei: "To the southeast, three miles away, there is a 'Purple Lightning Thunder Leopard' of about twelve thousand years."

Before the words had even faded, Mu En's figure had already vanished from where he stood.

Lin Ciyan and Bei Bei hurried to follow.

When they arrived, they saw only Mu En standing quietly to the side, while the agile Purple Lightning Thunder Leopard, wreathed in purple electric light, lay unconscious on the ground without a single external wound.

One-shotted? Just like that?

Lin Ciyan's pupils constricted.

Is this the absolute power of a level 99 Limit Douluo?

"Bei Bei, begin." Mu En looked at Bei Bei, his eyes filled with encouragement.

Bei Bei nodded heavily, sitting cross-legged in excitement to draw in the deep black spirit ring.

Although his mental power far exceeded his peers thanks to the preliminary tempering of the Great Dream Traveling the Heavens, the soul shock of a ten-thousand-year spirit ring was not something to be trifled with.

Bei Bei's body trembled violently, veins bulged on his forehead, and flashes of pain crossed his face; he was clearly enduring a massive mental assault.

Watching from the side, Lin Ciyan winced, "That looks painful... My Sleep Cultivation Method is much more comfortable."

Though the process was arduous, Bei Bei's foundation was rock-solid and his will sufficiently firm.

About an hour later, he snapped his eyes open, radiating a sharp light.

The spirit power fluctuations on his body surged, reaching level 33!

"Mystic Ancestor! Brother Lin! I succeeded!" Bei Bei jumped up in excitement.

"My third spirit skill is—Thunder Fury! It provides a massive, comprehensive boost to my strength, attack power, and lightning attribute intensity for a short time!"

He felt filled with power, as if he could punch through a mountain wall.

He looked at Lin Ciyan, his fighting spirit burning once more: "Brother Lin, I feel terrifyingly strong right now!"

Lin Ciyan yawned and gave a perfunctory thumbs-up: "Yeah, yeah, you're great, truly amazing. I'll definitely spar with you next time."

Oh no, this kid thinks he's got it again, doesn't he? Does he think I've become his experience farm?

A smile appeared on Mu En's face as he nodded: "Very good. Since Bei Bei has obtained his spirit ring."

"Next, it is time to find the target for Ciyan—the Golden Hawksbill Turtle."

The three continued to travel through the forest, led by Mu En, searching for traces of the Golden Hawksbill Turtle.

This spirit beast is famous for its formidable defense and status as a symbol of good fortune, but it is extremely rare.

During the search, Mu En did not forget to instruct the two: "The Golden Hawksbill Turtle is the king among hawksbill spirit beasts, possessing an ancient bloodline."

"Its shell contains a trace of the bloodline of the ancient divine beast, the Black Tortoise."

"Its defensive power is the crown of its tier, capable of blocking attacks from beasts several major ranks higher."

"They are gentle by nature, dislike conflict, and have extremely long lifespans."

"Therefore, its spirit ring not only provides a powerful defensive spirit skill but is also likely to grant the host immense vitality and a rock-solid foundation."

"It complements your Way of Relaxed Cultivation perfectly, Ciyan."

Just then, Mu En paused, his gaze fixed on a swampy area in the distance shimmering with a faint golden light.

"Found it." A look of relief appeared on his aged face.

"This aura... it cannot be wrong. It is a ten-thousand-year Golden Hawksbill Turtle, and its age is between twenty and thirty thousand years!"

Following the direction Mu En pointed, the three approached silently.

Pushing aside layers of massive ferns, the scene before them made both Lin Ciyan and Bei Bei hold their breath.

In the center of a swamp covered in golden moss sat a massive "rock" that looked as if it were cast from gold.

It was bathing in the sunlight filtering through the canopy, reflecting a soft and noble glow.

Looking closely, it was no rock at all, but a gargantuan Golden Hawksbill Turtle!

Its shell was covered in mysterious, archaic patterns, as if recording the vicissitudes of time.

It moved its head slowly, its eyes gentle and peaceful, while the spirit power radiating from its body was as heavy as a mountain, carrying an aura that put one at ease.

A mobile golden fortress, a living mascot of longevity!

Lin Ciyan's eyes lit up instantly.