Ye Guyi's Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Ring and Spirit Bone

Half a day passed in the blink of an eye. The rich, verdant vitality in the forest slowly receded into Bo Saixi's body, and she put away her Life Scepter martial soul, a trace of fatigue lingering between her brows.

After half a day of uninterrupted restorative vitality, the Silver-Clad Girl's shattered skull had completely mended, the wounds on her body had healed entirely, and her faint life force had gradually stabilized.

Bo Saixi softly called Guang Yao forward, instructing her to look after the unconscious girl with care and not to let anyone disturb her.

Afterward, she walked slowly to Qian Daoliu's side and stood there quietly, not waiting for him to ask.

Bo Saixi then spoke directly to Qian Daoliu: "Qian Daoliu, I know you are curious as to why I saved this girl!"

"I discovered an aura belonging to my Sea God Island upon her!"

Qian Daoliu was also full of shock as he said:

"What? The aura of Sea God Island!"

"Xixi, do you mean to say that the Sea God Island of ten thousand years ago did not disappear, but was instead passed down!"

"And this girl before us is very likely a descendant of Sea God Island!"

Bo Saixi nodded and said: "That is a possibility, which is why I must save this girl first. I want to learn the secrets of Sea God Island from her!"

Hearing this, Qian Daoliu did not dwell on the topic any further.

Instead, he asked with concern: "Xixi, are you tired? Would you like to rest for a while?"

Bo Saixi waved her hand, walked over to Ye Guyi, and said to her: "Guyi, let's go. Auntie Bo will assist you in absorbing the hundred-thousand-year soul ring of this Black Gold Patterned Giant Tiger!"

"Auntie Bo, do you really not need to rest?"

Ye Guyi followed closely by Bo Saixi's side with an obedient expression.

"No need!" Bo Saixi smiled brightly.

"Xixi, Guyi, wait for me!"

As he spoke, Qian Daoliu also followed in the footsteps of Bo Saixi and Ye Guyi.

They arrived beside the Black Gold Patterned Giant Tiger not far away.

The suppressed Black Gold Patterned Giant Tiger had long since roared until its voice was hoarse. Its entire body was tense and filled with despair; unable to suppress the extreme terror in its heart any longer, it trembled and begged for mercy: "Your Excellencies, please do not kill me. I can offer a sacrifice, I only ask that you preserve my consciousness!"

Hearing this, Qian Daoliu and Bo Saixi exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with undisguised joy. This unexpected gain delighted them both; a voluntary sacrifice that preserves consciousness is far purer and more perfect than a soul ring obtained through forced hunting.

Ye Guyi was also excited. Who would want to risk their life to obtain a hundred-thousand-year soul ring if they could get one without injury?

Of course, Qian Daoliu could not simply take the word of this Black Gold Patterned Giant Tiger.

Thus, Qian Daoliu first made the Black Gold Patterned Giant Tiger swear an oath.

The Black Gold Patterned Giant Tiger swore: "I, the Sin Sun-Radiance Holy Tiger, swear in the name of the Dragon God that I am willing to sacrifice myself to this person before me..."

"Right, what is this young lady's name?"

Midway, the Black Gold Patterned Giant Tiger nervously asked for Ye Guyi's name.

"Ye Guyi!"

Hearing this, Ye Guyi stated her name with a nervous expression.

"Very well, I, the Sin Sun-Radiance Holy Tiger, swear in the name of the Dragon God that I am willing to sacrifice myself to this Miss Ye Guyi. Should I violate this oath, may my soul shatter and may I suffer a wretched death!"

Once the oath was established, Qian Daoliu still felt uneasy.

Right in front of the Sin Sun-Radiance Holy Tiger, Qian Daoliu released his second martial soul, the "Destruction Scepter!"

A pitch-black, profound power of destruction swept across the area, and the cold, overbearing pressure locked the Holy Tiger's entire body in place, with wisps of annihilation power infiltrating its meridians and soul.

The extreme pressure made the Sin Sun-Radiance Holy Tiger tremble in agony. It was filled with nothing but urgency, wishing only to complete the sacrifice immediately to escape this torment.

After doing this, Qian Daoliu sent a voice transmission to Bo Saixi: "Xixi, Yiyi's life depends entirely on you!"

Hearing this, Bo Saixi readily agreed: "Very well!"

Having finished all this, Qian Daoliu finally said to the Sin Sun-Radiance Holy Tiger: "You may begin the sacrifice!"

"Very well!"

As if granted a reprieve, the Sin Sun-Radiance Holy Tiger did not dare to hesitate. Its massive tiger body trembled slightly, and the black light and golden patterns surrounding it suddenly bloomed with brilliant radiance.

It retracted all its fierce aura and prostrated itself on the ground in submission. Its vast, pure hundred-thousand-year soul power slowly peeled away from its body, transforming into a stream of black and gold light that flowed gently toward Ye Guyi.

Ye Guyi calmed her mind and spirit, accepting the incoming soul power with composure.

Thanks to the Sin Sun-Radiance Holy Tiger's sacrifice, her meridians suffered no damage, and her soul power flowed with absolute smoothness. The entire process was stable and safe, allowing her to absorb it easily and break through perfectly, successfully obtaining this precious hundred-thousand-year eighth soul ring.

At the same time, Ye Guyi's soul power fluctuations continued to surge.

The moment she obtained the eighth soul ring, she broke through the level 80 barrier, reaching level 81, 82... and finally stopping at the level 85 mark.

As the light of the Holy Tiger completely dissipated, a spiritual glow flickered on the spot. A hundred-thousand-year torso bone, entirely black and gold with deep patterns, emerged and lay quietly where the Holy Tiger had vanished, radiating the thick, overbearing pressure of a hundred-thousand-year soul bone.

"A hundred-thousand-year torso bone!"

With a wave of Qian Daoliu's hand, the hundred-thousand-year torso bone flew into his grasp.

Qian Daoliu merely glanced at it before tossing it to Ye Guyi, who had already regained her mobility: "Yiyi, your luck is good. A hundred-thousand-year torso bone—a top-tier soul bone!"

"It is of the same origin as your eighth soul ring, so it will be of even greater help to you. Absorb it now!"

Ye Guyi's fingertips had barely touched the warm, heavy 100,000-year torso bone before she hurriedly lifted her hands to support it, her pretty face full of unease as she subconsciously shook her head to decline: "Ancestor, this is too precious!"

She held the spirit bone out with both hands, her tone earnest and sincere, "You should keep this for yourself, Elder! Or perhaps give it to Aunt Bo; I have already obtained a 100,000-year spirit ring, and I dare not be greedy for this opportunity!"

Bo Saixi, however, waved her hands hurriedly and said: "Yiyi, this is an opportunity that belongs uniquely to you, so just take it!"

"You are the Saintess of Spirit Hall!"

"Only by becoming strong quickly can you provide the greatest support to me and your ancestor!"

To the side, Qian Daoliu feigned displeasure: "Yiyi, your Aunt Bo and I have already reached the human peak of the level 99 Limit Douluo realm!"

"External objects no longer provide much improvement for us!"

"You should hurry up and absorb it to see if you can touch the threshold of a Titled Douluo!"

Seeing the displeasure in Qian Daoliu's eyes, Ye Guyi dared not decline any further and could only take back the 100,000-year torso bone.

She began to absorb it amidst the envious gazes of Qiangu Zhenyue, Qiangu Zhenxie, Jin Lin, Guang Yao, and the others.

Because the Holy Tiger had sacrificed itself willingly, the power of the spirit bone was pure and gentle, fitting perfectly with Ye Guyi's spirit power without any rejection or obstruction.

Her absorption process was incredibly smooth, and in an instant, she had completely fused with the power of the spirit bone, successfully completing the absorption.

Regrettably, however, her rapidly soaring spirit power came to a sudden halt after climbing to level 88, unable to break through even a fraction further.

"Level 88!"

Ye Guyi woke from her absorption and felt no small amount of regret upon discovering her spirit power had only reached level 88.

Qian Daoliu felt a similar regret, but Bo Saixi comforted her: "Yiyi, your cultivation method is unique; there is no need to be limited by your cultivation level at this moment!"

Hearing this, Qian Daoliu also shifted his mindset: "That's right, Yiyi, we can still hunt down Evil Soul Masters and spread the faith of the Angel God!"

"That's right!"

"That's right!"

"That's right!"

To the side, Qiangu Zhenyue and the others all chimed in one after another.

"Pfft!"

"Teacher, Grandmaster, the Silver-Clad Girl has woken up!"

Just then, Guang Yao, who had been looking after the Silver-Clad Girl, called out to the group.

Hearing this, Qian Daoliu, Bo Saixi, and the others all turned their gazes toward the Silver-Clad Girl.