Ah Yin is Sold, Wind-Thunder Wings Acquired

Lacking water and sunlight, Ah Yin was in a very poor state.

Sensing the approach of a stranger, Ah Yin could not help but sway her leaves.

Jiang Lin's gaze rested on this Blue Silver Emperor, his eyes flickering with an inexplicable light.

"System, can this thing be purchased?"

"Ding, detecting..."

While Jiang Lin communicated with the system, Elder Chen had already begun searching for the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone.

Jiang Lin did not have to wait long before the system provided an answer.

"Ding, this item possesses a high level of instinct and is highly resistant to the host, but it lacks a formed consciousness. It can be recycled at a low price."

Hearing the system's reply, Jiang Lin fell silent for a moment.

"Low price... exactly how much?"

"Ding, 1700 points."

"This is a Hundred Thousand Year Blue Silver Emperor. Even if its cultivation is lost, its bloodline remains..."

"Ding, this is the most appropriate price."

"It's not that I'm dissatisfied with the price, it's just that I'm risking being beaten to death by Tang Hao..."

"Ding, please stop acting shamelessly, host. This price is already the highest the system can offer."

"Sigh."

Jiang Lin sighed, his face full of regret, "Is there really no room for negotiation?"

The system remained silent.

Jiang Lin felt helpless, "Deal."

The very second Jiang Lin agreed, the Blue Silver Emperor in front of him, along with the soil beneath it, vanished instantly, leaving behind only a small pit in the ground.

In his mind, the notification sound of 1700 points being credited rang out.

Balance: 3913 points

Jiang Lin withdrew his focus and turned his attention toward Elder Chen.

Elder Chen happened to be looking at Jiang Lin as well.

In his hand, he held a long, black wooden box.

The wooden box had already been opened by Elder Chen, and his eyes were now filled with surprise and fervent light.

Although Jiang Lin had told him there would be a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone, Elder Chen still could not calm his heart after seeing it with his own eyes.

This was a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone; it was his first time seeing one in two lifetimes.

"Truly miraculous. I thought I had seen it all."

Elder Chen chuckled as he handed the soul bone to Jiang Lin.

Even though a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone was incredibly tempting, he would never harbor any selfish desires.

Because he belonged to Jiang Lin.

Jiang Lin took the soul bone and examined it carefully.

It was crystal clear, full, and smooth.

Its appearance alone made it priceless.

A faint fluorescence drifted from it, showing that beyond its appearance, it possessed extraordinary life energy.

"System, recycle it."

After studying it for a moment, Jiang Lin had the system take it.

Jiang Lin had previously seen dragon-type soul bones over one hundred thousand years old in the system store. Although the price was steep, since there was a chance to obtain something better, Jiang Lin would naturally not waste a soul bone slot on a mere Hundred Thousand Year Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone.

If the locals of the Douluo Continent knew that in Jiang Lin's eyes, absorbing a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone was a waste of a slot, one wonders what they would think.

"Ding, recycled. Recycling price... 17000 points."

"Balance: 20973 points."

Seeing his points break the twenty-thousand mark, Jiang Lin could not help but feel a surge of joy.

When he checked the system store this morning, he had happened to see something worth buying.

Without hesitation, Jiang Lin opened the system store directly.

Grade Eight Lingzhi, price: 7000 points.

Cucumber with special effects, characterized by its toughness, price: 1 point.

Wind-Thunder Wings (Douluo version), price: 20000 points.

9mm bullet, price: 2 points.

Ignoring the strange cucumber, Jiang Lin clicked directly onto the details page for the Wind-Thunder Wings.

Name: Wind-Thunder Wings (Douluo Version)

Origin: A certain Mortal Cultivation World.

Functions:

1. Extreme Flight: Far surpasses all ordinary flying magical treasures and escape techniques; no cultivator of the same rank in the Core Formation or Nascent Soul stages can catch up.

2. Wind-Thunder Dual Escape: Wind attribute drive increases speed; thunder attribute drive breaks through barriers.

3. Silent Stealth: Flight produces no sonic booms, offering extreme concealment.

4. Offensive and Defensive Capabilities: Flapping the wings releases wind blades and thunder light to injure enemies from a distance; it can also form a wind-thunder shield to block low-level spells and magical artifacts.

After reading through it again, Jiang Lin couldn't help but let out a sinister, cackling laugh.

Isn't this Old Devil Han's Wind-Thunder Wings?

With this, who could possibly catch up to him?

Although he lacked the wind attribute, he possessed the thunder attribute!

He had to secure this at all costs.

Nearby, Elder Chen watched Jiang Lin, who had just put away a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone and was now cackling strangely, feeling quite confused.

Was he... so happy he'd gone simple-minded?

He hadn't reacted this strongly even when a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast had appeared before him earlier.

A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast was far more valuable than a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone.

Before Elder Chen could ponder further, the next second, he saw Jiang Lin produce a pair of peculiar wings.

The wings were semi-transparent, silver-white like jade, shimmering with cyan and white wind-thunder light—thin, sharp, and breathtakingly beautiful divine wings that could be retracted or expanded.

In Jiang Lin's hands, the Wind-Thunder Wings did not revert to their original size.

"This is... an External Soul Bone!"

Elder Chen widened his eyes, his face etched with disbelief.

Jiang Lin's gaze remained fixed on the Wind-Thunder Wings, unable to look away.

"This is a magical treasure."

After tossing out a casual reply, he began to refine them according to the method gifted by the system.

Jiang Lin naturally didn't intend to fully refine them here; after all, it had taken Old Devil Han dozens of days to refine the Wind-Thunder Wings.

Jiang Lin sat cross-legged, his focus entirely on the wings in his hands.

Seeing this, Elder Chen immediately dismissed the idea of asking further questions, turned, and left the secret chamber to stand guard at the waterfall entrance.

In Elder Chen's understanding, regardless of what "magical treasure" meant, those wings were clearly an External Soul Bone.

Refining an External Soul Bone required no interruptions; someone had to stand guard.

Inside the secret chamber.

Jiang Lin released his Martial Soul, and the Blood Fiend Divine Thunder Halberd appeared in his right hand.

Since Old Devil Han could drive the Wind-Thunder Wings with Evil-Warding Divine Lightning, his own Blood Fiend Divine Thunder should naturally work as well.

Although the numerical values of the Douluo Continent were low, the mechanics were not inferior in the slightest.

Things like percentage-based amplification, ignoring defense, or even immortality...

If these mechanics were placed in the world of cultivation, they would be unthinkable.

But the Douluo Continent was just that magical; such heaven-defying mechanics were very likely to appear in a Soul Master's soul skills.

The Blood Fiend Divine Thunder on the Douluo Continent naturally couldn't compare to the Evil-Warding Divine Lightning in raw power, but if placed within the same complete world, its rank might not necessarily be much lower.

As Jiang Lin dripped a drop of his essence blood onto the Wind-Thunder Wings, a strange connection emerged in his consciousness.

Blood-binding!

Following that, under his control, the Blood Fiend Divine Thunder gradually enveloped the entire pair of Wind-Thunder Wings.

Thunder light flickered, and each feather on the Wind-Thunder Wings gradually became stained with the dark red hue of the Blood Fiend Divine Thunder.

His soul power depleted rapidly; in less than half an hour, the soul power within Jiang Lin's body was completely exhausted.

Immediately after, Jiang Lin consumed a Soul Refining Pill to begin recovering his soul power.

This cycle repeated until the next day.

Jiang Lin opened his eyes, and the Wind-Thunder Wings in his hands had vanished.

He had completed the initial refinement; the Wind-Thunder Wings could now be nourished within his body and unleash a fraction of their power.

Jiang Lin intended to leave.

After all, Tang Hao would be returning in a few days.

The Wind-Thunder Wings had acknowledged him as their master; although the full ritual was not yet complete, they were already being nourished within his body, making them truly his.

Jiang Lin stood up and walked straight to the side of the waterfall.

Hearing the movement behind him, Elder Chen turned around and looked at Jiang Lin with some surprise.

"You've finished absorbing it?"

Jiang Lin nodded, then shook his head.

"Halfway."

"Halfway?"

Elder Chen was bewildered; he had never heard of anyone absorbing a spirit bone only halfway.

Jiang Lin naturally knew what Elder Chen was thinking, but the difference between a magical treasure and a spirit bone could not be explained in a short while.

"That is the difference between a magical treasure and a spirit bone."

Under Elder Chen's puzzled gaze, a pair of wings spanning a zhang wide, crackling with blood-colored divine lightning, suddenly unfurled from Jiang Lin's back.