God-Tier Soul Bone!

Ye Ruilin's body hovered silently within the lake water, the surrounding currents seemingly merging into one with him.

The powers of ice and fire circulated slowly within his body, bringing forth a sensation unlike anything he had ever felt before.

As Ye Ruilin's thoughts drifted into chaos, a strange premonition suddenly surged in his heart, as if something deep at the bottom of the lake was summoning him.

He opened his eyes instinctively, feeling that intense pull at his heart.

Deep within the lake, a certain spot was emitting a faint glow, a light carrying a strange power that he could not ignore.

Following his heart, Ye Ruilin moved rapidly toward a direction at the bottom of the lake, his movements light and swift.

When he saw clearly what had appeared on the lake floor, his pupils dilated sharply, and his heartbeat involuntarily quickened.

Buried in the silt, two spirit bones radiating a rosy glow lay quietly on the lake bed.

The faint light emanating from the spirit bones carried a hint of divinity, as if they contained endless power.

"This is... God-level spirit bones!"

Ye Ruilin's breath hitched slightly as he recognized the origin of these two spirit bones.

These must be the two God-level spirit bones left behind after the fall of the Water Dragon King and the Fire Dragon King.

A complete left-arm spirit bone and a right-arm spirit bone lay there quietly on the lake floor.

The left-arm spirit bone was entirely crimson, its surface covered in mysterious patterns; each line seemed to be condensed from flames, radiating a scorching aura.

The right-arm spirit bone was deep blue throughout, emitting an extremely frigid aura that seemed to freeze the lake water around it.

Wild joy surged into his heart, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

This trip to the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well had been an absolute windfall.

Not only had he discovered the hidden remnant souls of the Water Dragon King and the Fire Dragon King through bloodline attraction.

Now, he had even found the two God-level spirit bones hidden at the bottom of the lake.

While overcome with wild joy, Ye Ruilin could not help but feel a sense of sentiment.

Some things, in the end, were simply not meant for low-tier martial souls to obtain.

Coming to such a treasure trove, Tang San had only taken the scraps at the door.

The true treasures within the vault had been left behind by him.

The corners of Ye Ruilin's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a trace of a disdainful smile.

He stored the two spirit bones into his Space Ring; these two bones were not something he could withstand at his current stage, so he had to put them away for now.

Having finished all this, he quickly left the lake floor and swam toward the surface.

Outside.

Ning Rongrong had awakened much faster than Ma Hongjun.

The seven-colored glow around her body gradually faded, and the young girl slowly opened her eyes.

Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, as if she were waking from a beautiful dream.

The young girl stood up, twisted her neck, and stretched her body.

This absorption felt as if her entire body had been soaking in a hot spring; it was incredibly comfortable.

Feeling the changes within herself, she felt surprise first, followed by disbelief.

"Rongrong, how is it?"

Sword Douluo and Grandpa Bone noticed Ning Rongrong's awakening and arrived at the young girl's side immediately, their eyes filled with anticipation and concern.

The two stared intently at Ning Rongrong, wanting to know about her changes.

"Sword Grandpa, Grandpa Bone, my spirit power seems to have reached level eighteen."

Ning Rongrong lifted her face, her eyes sparkling with surprise, and the corners of her mouth turned up high, revealing a brilliant smile.

After a pause, her spirit rings slowly emerged at her feet, and the phantom of her martial soul appeared in the palm of her hand.

The moment the martial soul appeared, the pupils of Sword Douluo and Grandpa Bone contracted violently, revealing expressions of disbelief.

Ning Rongrong's martial soul had actually transformed from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!

Upon seeing the change in the martial soul, Sword Douluo grabbed Ning Rongrong's arm in disbelief.

He leaned his head in close to examine it carefully.

"One, two, three, four, five... nine!"

"Nine levels!"

"It really is nine levels!"

Even as composed as Sword Douluo was, he could not help but feel agitated after seeing Ning Rongrong's transformation.

Having followed Fengzhi for many years, he could clearly feel the pain in Fengzhi's heart.

No matter how hard he tried, due to the limitations of his martial soul, he could only reach level seventy-nine in his lifetime.

They would never be able to obtain their eighth soul ring.

But now, Ning Rongrong's martial soul had transformed into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, which meant her upper limit was no longer level seventy-nine.

"You... slap me."

"I didn't count wrong, did I?"

Bone Douluo still wore an expression of disbelief, his gaze locked firmly onto the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

"Grandpa Bone, you didn't see wrong; my martial soul has indeed become the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda now."

Ning Rongrong wore a smug look on her face as she turned around, wanting to find the figure of Ye Ruilin.

If it weren't for Brother Ye, her martial soul would never have changed.

"Where is Brother Ye?"

The valley was not large, but after searching a full circle without finding Ye Ruilin, a look of confusion appeared on Ning Rongrong's face.

At the mention of Ye Ruilin, the expressions of Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo shifted slightly, their gazes simultaneously turning toward the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.

The young girl froze, a look of disbelief appearing in her eyes.

"Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone, are you saying... Brother Ye went in there?"

The young girl's voice rose, laced with a hint of panic and worry.

"That was the boy's own choice."

Sword Douluo nodded, his tone carrying a trace of helplessness.

Ning Rongrong's face turned pale instantly, her eyes filled with anxiety.

"Will Brother Ye be alright?"

Her gaze searched incessantly, attempting to find Ye Ruilin's figure on the water's surface.

Old Wu's figure remained standing there, his expression tense, his eyes fixed tightly on the lake.

His fists were clenched so hard his knuckles turned white, his heart filled with worry.

"That boy's ability is truly enviable."

"A single immortal herb allowed a Title Douluo's martial soul to undergo Martial Soul Evolution into a top-tier divine beast martial soul."

"And now, he has even allowed the daughter of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect master to successfully break through her limitations."

Dugu Bo's eyes flickered.

Thinking of Ye Ruilin's brilliance, a thought emerged in his mind.

If such a boy could be captured by his own granddaughter, wouldn't that make him his grandson-in-law?

Although his granddaughter was a few years older than this boy, he understood the principle that a woman three years older is like a golden brick.

His granddaughter was so outstanding; wouldn't it be easy for her to win this boy over!

Thinking of this, the corners of Dugu Bo's mouth curled up involuntarily.

The moment Ye Ruilin's figure burst out of the water, the first thing he saw was Dugu Bo's silly grin, which he hadn't had time to hide.

"Senior, what is this?"

The youth looked at Dugu Bo with confusion, not understanding why he was smiling in such an indescribable way.

The moment Dugu Bo saw Ye Ruilin appear, he gasped, choked on his own breath, and began to cough violently.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

"You... you brat, you actually came out so smoothly?"

He looked at Ye Ruilin in disbelief, unable to believe that he had emerged completely unscathed.

"Brother Ye, you're alright!"

From afar came the young girl's joyful voice.

Ye Ruilin looked back and immediately felt a softness in his arms.

Ning Rongrong threw herself directly into Ye Ruilin's embrace, wrapping her arms around the youth's neck.

"Brother Ye, it's so good that you're alright."

"If it weren't for you, my martial soul wouldn't have become the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!"

Unable to hide the excitement in her heart, Ning Rongrong tightened her arms involuntarily.

"Alright, come down now."

Ye Ruilin patted Ning Rongrong's back gently, a doting expression on his face.

A sharp glint flashed in Bone Douluo's eyes, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly.

That's right, that's exactly how it should be!

As long as they keep interacting, they will surely be able to win this boy over and make him the son-in-law of their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!