God-Tier Soul Bones!

Ye Ruilin's body floated silently in the lake, the surrounding water seemingly melding with him as one.

The powers of ice and fire slowly circulated through his body, bringing him an unprecedented sensation.

As Ye Ruilin's thoughts sank into chaos, a strange premonition suddenly rose in his heart, as if something deep beneath the lakebed were calling to him.

He instinctively opened his eyes and felt the powerful pull within his heart.

Somewhere in the depths of the lake, a faint glow was emanating. That light carried a peculiar power that he could not ignore.

Following his instincts, Ye Ruilin swiftly moved toward a certain point on the lakebed, his movements light and quick.

When he saw what had appeared on the lakebed, his pupils suddenly widened, and his heartbeat quickened involuntarily.

Amid the silt, two soul bones glowing with radiant light lay quietly on the lakebed.

The faint glow emanating from the soul bones carried a trace of divinity, as though they contained endless power.

"This is... a god-tier soul bone!"

Ye Ruilin's breath caught slightly before he recognized the origins of the two soul bones.

These had to be the two god-tier soul bones left behind after the Water Dragon King and Fire Dragon King had fallen.

A complete left arm soul bone and right arm soul bone lay quietly on the lakebed.

The left arm soul bone was crimson all over, its surface covered in mysterious patterns. Every pattern seemed to have been formed from condensed flames, radiating scorching heat.

The right arm soul bone was dark blue throughout, and the aura it emitted was extremely frigid. Even the lake water around it seemed frozen.

Wild joy surged through his heart, making his body tremble unconsciously.

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

Not only had he discovered the hidden Water Dragon King and Fire Dragon King Remnant Soul through the pull of his bloodline.

Now, he had even found two god-tier soul bones hidden at the bottom of the lake.

Amid his ecstasy, Ye Ruilin could not help feeling somewhat emotional.

Some things were ultimately beyond the reach of low-grade Martial Souls.

Tang San had come to such a treasure vault, yet he had only taken the bit of trash at its entrance.

The true treasures within the vault had instead been overlooked by him.

The corners of Ye Ruilin's lips curved upward in a scornful smile.

He stored the two soul bones in his Space Ring. They were not something he could withstand at his current stage, so he could only put them away for now.

After finishing all this, he swiftly left the lakebed and swam toward the surface.

Outside.

Ning Rongrong awakened far faster than Ma Hongjun.

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

Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, as though she had just awakened from a beautiful dream.

The young girl stood up and rolled her neck, loosening her body.

This absorption had made her feel as if her entire body had been soaked in a hot spring. It was incredibly comfortable.

As she sensed the changes within herself, surprise came first, followed by disbelief.

"Rongrong, how is it?"

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo noticed Ning Rongrong's awakening and immediately came to her side, their eyes filled with anticipation and concern.

The two of them stared intently at Ning Rongrong, wanting to know what changes had occurred in her.

"Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone, I think my Soul Power has reached level eighteen."

Ning Rongrong raised her face, surprise shining in her eyes. Her lips lifted high into a brilliant smile.

After a brief pause, a soul ring slowly emerged at her feet, while the phantom of her Martial Soul appeared above her palm.

The instant the Martial Soul appeared, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo's pupils constricted sharply, revealing looks of disbelief.

Ning Rongrong's Martial Soul had actually changed from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!

When he saw the change in her Martial Soul, Sword Douluo grabbed Ning Rongrong's arm in disbelief.

He leaned his head closer and examined it carefully.

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

"Nine layers!"

"It really has nine layers!"

Even someone as composed as Sword Douluo could not help feeling excited upon seeing Ning Rongrong's transformation.

He had followed Fengzhi for many years and could clearly feel the pain in Fengzhi's heart.

No matter how hard he worked, because of the limits of his Martial Soul, he could only ever reach level seventy-nine.

He would never be able to obtain his eighth soul ring.

But now, Rongrong's Martial Soul had transformed into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, which meant that her limit was no longer level seventy-nine.

"You... slap me."

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

Bone Douluo still looked utterly incredulous, his gaze firmly fixed on the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

"Grandpa Bone, you didn't see wrong. My Martial Soul has now become the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda."

Pride filled Ning Rongrong's face. She turned around, wanting to find Ye Ruilin.

If not for Brother Ye, her Martial Soul would never have changed.

"Where is Brother Ye?"

The valley was not large, but after searching around, she still could not find Ye Ruilin. A puzzled expression appeared on Ning Rongrong's face.

At the mention of Ye Ruilin, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo's expressions changed slightly, and both looked toward the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.

The young girl froze, and disbelief immediately appeared in her eyes.

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

The young girl's voice rose, carrying a trace of panic and worry.

"That was the boy's own choice."

Sword Douluo nodded, his tone tinged with helplessness.

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

"Then Brother Ye will be all right, won't he?"

Her gaze constantly searched the surface of the water, trying to find Ye Ruilin's figure.

Old Wu was still standing there, his expression tense as his gaze remained fixed on the lake surface.

His fists were clenched tightly, his knuckles white from the force, and his heart was full of worry.

"This boy's abilities really are enough to make one jealous."

"One immortal herb allowed a Title Douluo's Martial Soul to evolve into a top-tier divine beast Martial Soul."

"And now, he has even allowed the Martial Soul of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect leader's daughter to successfully break through its limits."

Dugu Bo's eyes flickered.

As he thought of Ye Ruilin's brilliance, an idea surfaced in his heart.

If his granddaughter could win over a boy like this, would he not become his granddaughter's husband?

His granddaughter might be a few years older than the boy, but he still understood the saying that a woman three years older brings a fortune.

His granddaughter was so outstanding. Wouldn't winning over this boy be effortless?

At that thought, the corners of Dugu Bo's lips rose unconsciously.

The instant Ye Ruilin burst out of the water, what he saw was Dugu Bo's foolish grin before he could withdraw it.

"Senior, what is this?"

The youth looked at Dugu Bo in confusion, unable to understand why he was smiling so strangely.

The instant Dugu Bo saw Ye Ruilin appear, he sucked in a breath and nearly choked on it, breaking into a violent coughing fit.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

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

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

"Brother Ye, you're all right!"

The young girl's delighted voice came from afar.

Ye Ruilin turned around, only to feel a soft body suddenly in his arms.

Ning Rongrong threw herself directly into Ye Ruilin's embrace and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Brother Ye, it's wonderful that you're really all right."

"If not for you, my Martial Soul would never have become the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!"

Unable to conceal the excitement in her heart, Ning Rongrong unconsciously tightened her arms.

"All right, get down."

Ye Ruilin gently patted Ning Rongrong's back, his face filled with indulgence.

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

That's right, this was exactly how it should be!

As long as they kept spending time together, she would definitely win over this boy and make him the son-in-law of their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!