Hundred Thousand Year External Soul Bone! Little Scoundrel's Identity Exposed!

Qian Renxue walked to the mirror, looking at her reflection disguised as Xue Qinghe, her gaze cold and arrogant.

She was a descendant of the Angel God, born to stand above the clouds.

The men of this world were nothing but mediocre fools; who among them was worthy of even a second glance from her?

"It seems the contents of this Diary System are not necessarily one hundred percent accurate."

"This Qin Feng is truly narcissistic, thinking he can make me fall head over heels for him? Heh..."

Qian Renxue sneered, turned around, and blew out the candle.

"I, Qian Renxue, will never fall in love with anyone in this life!"

[That's all for today's diary entry. Goodnight, wifey Xue'er! Don't miss me too much.]

Heaven Dou Royal Academy, male dormitory.

Qin Feng closed the diary, and the system's notification sound rang out in his mind.

"Ding! Host has completed today's diary update. Rewards are being issued..."

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining: Five levels of soul power!"

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining: 100,000-year External Soul Bone—Bone Spirit Fire Dragon Wings!"

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining: Venerable Yao's alchemy inheritance!"

Qin Feng felt his soul power surging like a tidal wave within his body, instantly breaking through the bottleneck as his bones crackled and popped.

Level 47 soul power!

He was only one step away from becoming a Soul King.

This leveling speed was practically like riding a rocket.

However, he was more interested in the other two rewards.

"Bone Spirit Fire Dragon Wings?"

With a thought, Qin Feng examined the description of this External Soul Bone.

"The Bone Spirit Fire Dragon is a mutated descendant born from the union of the ancient Ice Dragon King and Fire Dragon King. It possesses the Ultimate Fire, and the flames carry an intense chill, making its power terrifyingly peerless."

"Hiss—"

Qin Feng gasped.

External Soul Bones were already rare existences, second only to torso bones, let alone one at the 100,000-year level.

If people like Tang Hao and other Titled Douluo knew about this, they would likely risk their lives to snatch it.

And then there was the alchemy inheritance from Old Yao.

That was the life's work of Yao Chen, the Venerable Yao from the world of Battle Through the Heavens!

With this, things like detoxification pills, cultivation pills, and poisonous pills would all be within his grasp.

"Once I master this alchemy, even if I lose the Diary System in the future, I can still walk sideways across the Douluo Continent."

Qin Feng was overjoyed.

"Let's try these wings first!"

He pushed open the dormitory window; the sky outside was dark, and the night sky was dotted with stars.

Qin Feng focused his intent, and the clothes on his back instantly tore open.

"Boom!"

A pair of massive bone wings suddenly unfurled.

The bone wings were a ghastly white, burning with pale, ghostly flames. Despite being fire, the temperature of the surrounding air plummeted instantly, as if even space itself were being frozen.

Qin Feng flapped his wings, and his entire body shot into the sky like an arrow released from a bow, vanishing into the clouds in an instant.

On the balcony of the female dormitory.

Dugu Yan, who had just crawled out from under her covers, and Ye Lingling, who was preparing to rest, suddenly felt an unusual light outside their window.

Both of them instinctively looked up.

They saw a pale, ghostly streak of light cutting through the night sky, moving at an incredible speed. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared at the edge of the horizon, leaving only a long afterimage behind.

"What was that?"

Dugu Yan widened her eyes, her face full of shock.

"A shooting star? But how could it have white flames?"

Ye Lingling was also stunned. That direction... it seemed to be the male dormitory, right?

"Such incredible speed..."

Ye Lingling murmured to herself, a strange feeling inexplicably rising in her heart.

Ten thousand meters above the ground.

Qin Feng felt the wind whistling past his ears, his heart filled with immense exhilaration.

"Awesome!"

"So this is what it feels like to fly!"

Possessing the Bone Spirit Fire Dragon Wings, even though he was currently only a Soul Ancestor, he could soar freely through the skies.

Furthermore, this speed was simply faster than that of an average flight-type Soul Saint!

Qin Feng looked down at the tiny Heaven Dou City beneath his feet, a flash of sharp light crossing his eyes.

"If I combine this with the Flying Thunder God, I fear I could traverse half of the Douluo Continent within a single day."

The next morning, at the Great Soul Arena of Heaven Dou.

Sunlight spilled through the massive dome onto the floor of the lounge area, the air surging with the noisy waves of spectators entering the venue.

Inside the Shrek lounge, the atmosphere was quite relaxed.

Yu Xiaogang held a newly acquired document in his hand, his gaze sweeping over the group of young children before him.

"The match list I just received."

Yu Xiaogang slapped the document onto the table, his voice indifferent.

"Today's opponents are your old acquaintances, the Heaven Dou Royal Team."

Upon hearing this name, Oscar and Ma Hongjun, who had been joking around, stopped and exchanged glances before letting out a scoff.

"How is it them again?"

Dai Mubai leaned against the wall, arms crossed over his chest, and curled his lip in disdain.

"Wasn't beating them miserably enough last time? Is this Great Soul Arena out of people, specifically sending us free points?"

Tang San sat to the side, organizing the hidden weapons in his sleeves; hearing this, he merely smiled faintly, his expression composed.

He had never been able to muster much interest in those he had already defeated.

Xiao Wu leaned in toward Tang San, her two long rabbit ears swaying.

"Exactly, that so-called Imperial Fighting Team was beaten to a pulp by Brother San last time. That Blue Lightning Overlord Dragon soul master looked quite impressive, but he still lost in the end."

After saying this, she tilted her head, her large, bright eyes gazing at Tang San.

"In my heart, Brother San is the best!"

Tang San said gently:

"We cannot be careless; after all, they are the seeded team of the Heaven Dou Empire, and they still have their foundations."

Although he spoke with humility, Tang San's straight back and calm tone revealed a confidence rooted deep in his bones.

He was no longer the Tang San from Suotuo City of the past.

Possessing the External Soul Bone Eight Spider Lances, combined with the exquisite and peerless Tang Sect arts.

Among his peers, he feared no one.

Yu Xiaogang watched this scene, his hands behind his back, his chin slightly raised.

"Little San is right; even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit."

"However..."

Changing the subject, Yu Xiaogang walked up to Tang San, patted his shoulder heavily, his tone filled with pride.

"You are my disciple, having inherited my true teachings. At this age, in terms of control and tactical literacy, there are very few in this Douluo Continent who can surpass you."

"As long as you fight according to the tactics I taught you, victory will naturally be within your grasp."

Tang San quickly stood up and bowed respectfully.

"Yes, Teacher."

Yu Xiaogang thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of being revered by his disciple; it proved that his theories were invincible.

He picked up the document on the table again, his brows furrowing slightly.

"Although the opponent is still the Heaven Dou Royal Team, the situation this time is a bit different from the last."

"How is it different?"

Ning Rongrong leaned in curiously.

Yu Xiaogang pointed to a line of text on the document and said in a deep voice:

"Their captain has been replaced."

"It is no longer Yu Tianheng, but a person named Qin Feng."

"Qin Feng?"

Everyone looked at each other in dismay; this name was completely unfamiliar to them.