I Want an Eye Opened in My Forehead!

The first room on the third floor of Sea God Pavilion.

"Pretty ordinary room, but—"

"It does help a little with restoring my soul."

Feng Qingyang's semitransparent soul floated around the room, examining it from every angle.

The room Mu En had arranged for Xue Mingqing was actually very ordinary. Aside from the tables and chairs, the bed, and a window overlooking Sea God Lake, there was nothing else in it.

After drifting around the room once, Feng Qingyang's soul listlessly descended onto the bed.

Then, he resumed his classic pose—sitting cross-legged with his chin propped in one hand—and gazed at the frowning Xue Mingqing with his pair of sinister cyan-green eyes.

"Why'd you call me out?"

Frowning, Xue Mingqing looked at Feng Qingyang.

His black hair fell loosely to his waist, while his narrow cyan-green eyes were full of wickedness. He looked exactly like an old fox.

With his cold, pale skin and handsome, bewitching features, dressed in a black robe, he didn't look like an old man at all. He was clearly a wickedly beautiful young man.

However, Xue Mingqing wasn't frowning because of Feng Qingyang's appearance. He had known about it for a long time.

The reason Feng Qingyang's appearance was described here was simply because some readers had said they didn't know what the two of them looked like.

Frowning slightly, Xue Mingqing said, "Teacher, this is Tang San's territory, after all. Aren't you worried he'll discover you, appearing so openly?"

At that, Feng Qingyang waved his hand disdainfully.

"That Little Scumbag is nothing. At my peak, he wasn't even worthy of putting on my shoes. If it weren't for..."

At that point, Feng Qingyang fell silent. A trace of reminiscence of the past seemed to surface in his eyes...

After a moment of silence, he let out a deep sigh.

"Forget it. Regardless of grudges, gratitude, love, or hatred, it's all in the past. What about you? Go on, why did you call me out?"

Hearing Feng Qingyang stop halfway through his sentence, Xue Mingqing raised an eyebrow. He had long since grown used to it.

That fellow Feng Qingyang was a classic cryptic old man. Every time, he said only half of what he meant, leaving a cliffhanger, then refused to explain himself no matter what.

After this happened again and again, Xue Mingqing had grown accustomed to his personality.

Not lingering on the subject, Xue Mingqing briskly leaped onto the bed and sat facing Feng Qingyang.

After confirming that Tang San couldn't spy on Feng Qingyang, Xue Mingqing swept out his wide sleeve—

Three Soul Bones of different ages appeared on the bed.

The thirty-thousand-year Four-Eyed Demon Fox right arm bone, obtained by himself.

The forty-thousand-year Evil Eye Tyrant head Soul Bone, a thank-you gift from Ye Pi'an.

The fifty-thousand-year Ice Wind Horse left leg Soul Bone, given to him by Mu En.

Seeing these three Soul Bones, Feng Qingyang raised an eyebrow.

"What are you planning?"

At that, a trace of ingratiation appeared on Xue Mingqing's face. He rubbed his hands together and looked at Feng Qingyang with a smile.

"Hehe, Teacher, do you think you could open an eye in my forehead?"

"...?"

Feng Qingyang fell silent and looked at Xue Mingqing as if he were an idiot.

Sensing that something was off about Feng Qingyang's gaze, Xue Mingqing froze. Realizing that he had phrased it too ambiguously, he coughed awkwardly.

"It's like this, Teacher. Previously, you were able to use a sliver of your soul fragment to manually make a Soul Bone for me, weren't you?"

"So I was thinking, now that we have ready-made materials, could you make me a three-in-one version? Something like an External Soul Bone with a Heavenly Eye in my forehead?"

"Hey, hey, it doesn't have to be that old. I understand there'll be losses. Just make me an eleven-hundred-thousand-year Heavenly Eye External Soul Bone and I'll be satisfied."

After hearing Xue Mingqing's request, Feng Qingyang remained expressionless.

He lowered his head to glance at the three Soul Bones on the bed, then raised it to look at Xue Mingqing's ingratiating face.

After repeating this motion several times, Feng Qingyang smiled. "A Heavenly Eye External Soul Bone, is it?"

"Mhm, mhm!"

"Eleven hundred thousand years is enough, right?"

"More than enough!"

"Hahahahaha...!"

With a loud laugh, a Cyan-Green Wind Sword instantly appeared in Feng Qingyang's hand, and he thrust it toward Xue Mingqing!

"Come on! You want an eye opened, right? I can open hundreds of eyes all over your body!"

"Damn! I was wrong, I was wrong! Teacher, I was wrong!"

With a cry of alarm, Xue Mingqing's pupils shrank when he saw Feng Qingyang pounce at him. He no longer dared to fool around, repeatedly apologizing as he fled.

And Feng Qingyang?

How could he, laughing in exasperation, let Xue Mingqing off so easily? He chased him around the room with his sword in hand!

In the end, Xue Mingqing still failed to escape. Feng Qingyang's merciless iron hand seized him by the nape of his neck.

However, after catching him, Feng Qingyang didn't actually stab hundreds of eyes into Xue Mingqing with his sword.

Instead, he viciously knocked three large bumps onto Xue Mingqing's head, considering the matter settled.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Feng Qingyang resumed examining the three Soul Bones and stroked his chin. "What do you want a Heavenly Eye for?"

At that, Xue Mingqing rubbed the three large bumps on his head and coughed lightly.

"You know how there are practically no methods for cultivating spiritual power on the Douluo Continent, but spiritual power is incredibly important."

At this point, Xue Mingqing fell silent for a moment. He picked up one of the head Soul Bones from the bed and continued.

"Head Soul Bones can moderately improve spiritual power, so I was thinking, could I make an External Soul Bone for my head? Then, as my cultivation improves, it could improve along with it and help increase my spiritual power."

After hearing Xue Mingqing's idea, Feng Qingyang pondered briefly and nodded.

"Not a bad idea. Hmm, it's worth a try."

He raised his hand, and a cyan-green whirlwind lifted the three Soul Bones, floating them before Feng Qingyang.

Just as he was about to begin, Feng Qingyang seemed to remember something and shot Xue Mingqing a glance.

"However, let me warn you first. If these three Soul Bones were fused into one ordinary Soul Bone, it might reach a hundred thousand years, but—"

"If they're fused into an External Soul Bone, the age may shrink drastically. Are you prepared for that?"

Xue Mingqing nodded. This was something he had anticipated long ago. His earlier demand for an eleven-hundred-thousand-year Soul Bone had merely been a joke.

"Teacher, go ahead. Sorry for the trouble."

Feng Qingyang glanced at Xue Mingqing. Seeing that he wasn't planning to fool around this time, Feng Qingyang was happy to have some peace and quiet.

He closed his eyes briefly and merely clenched his palm in the air. In an instant, vast and profound soul power surged from Feng Qingyang's body, transforming in large quantities into Hurricane Force!

After condensing the Hurricane Force, Feng Qingyang narrowed his eyes. The rapidly spinning hurricane immediately wrapped around the three Soul Bones.

Under the hurricane's shrill whistling and relentless rotation, fine cracks appeared across the surfaces of the three Soul Bones.

Of course, Feng Qingyang wasn't destroying the Soul Bones. This was destruction followed by rebirth, exchanging ruin for pure new life!

As the hurricane continued to grind and erode them, more and more cracks appeared across the Four-Eyed Demon Fox Soul Bone and the Ice Wind Horse Soul Bone.

Finally, when the cracks seemed to reach a critical point, Feng Qingyang shouted, "Come out!"

Crack, crack—!

Two crisp cracking sounds rang out, followed by...

The two Soul Bones shattered outright, turning into gray-white dust that dispersed into the air!

All that remained in Feng Qingyang's hands were two masses of light—the black essence of the Four-Eyed Demon Fox Soul Bone and the cyan-blue essence of the Ice Wind Horse Soul Bone.

After extracting the two Soul Bone essences, Feng Qingyang's soul body visibly became much more translucent.

Seeing this, Xue Mingqing frowned and asked worriedly, "Teacher, are you all right...?"

Feng Qingyang shook his head. He didn't answer Xue Mingqing, instead continuing his performance.

Setting the two Soul Bone essences aside, Feng Qingyang took several deep breaths before pouring all the remaining Hurricane Force into the final Soul Bone—the Evil Eye Tyrant head Soul Bone!

Amid the hurricane's furious howling and the destruction and devastation of its rapid rotation, even this final Soul Bone couldn't withstand the erosion and destruction of the Hurricane Force. In the blink of an eye—

Crack—!!!

The Evil Eye Tyrant head Soul Bone shattered as well, and a mass of dark silver Soul Bone essence was extracted from within...

"Next, I'm going to officially begin. Watch closely..."