Stealing? How Can Something We Cultured People Do Be Called Stealing?

"Instant Movement is a divine skill. I can't use this soul bone, but I can sell it later."

After Ye Ling put the soul bone away, he suddenly remembered something.

"Right, Old Poison, before we go to Heaven Dou City, I'm afraid we'll have to make another trip to Nuoding City."

"Where is Nuoding City? Why go there?"

Du Busi asked, somewhat puzzled.

Only then did Ye Ling remember that the person who had gone with him to Nuoding City for Spirit Awakening last time was Kong Deming.

"Nuoding City is a border city in Fasinuo Province. My martial soul awakened there."

Ye Ling paused, then continued:

"There's a Holy Spirit Village there. I remember there should be a 100,000-year Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone hidden beneath a certain waterfall near Holy Spirit Village."

This was actually something Ye Ling had only just thought of.

He still remembered that in the Original Work, Tang Hao had hidden the Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone together with Ah Yin's main body in a cave behind some waterfall.

And that cave hiding the soul bone should not have been far from Holy Spirit Village.

Otherwise, with the entire Douluo Continent being so vast, why would Tang Hao have been so bored that he just had to hide in Holy Spirit Village?

"A Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone? Young Master, is that true?"

Du Busi's eyes widened.

Though he had a full set of soul bones on him, and even had three Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones,

that still did not negate the value of a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone.

This was a true Divine Item capable of stirring up a storm of blood in the Soul Master World.

Ding, temporary mission!

Find the 100,000-year Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone hidden by Tang Hao. Reward: one Soul Bone Evolution!

The system prompt rang beside Ye Ling's ear again.

He had not expected there to be a temporary mission, and the mission reward was even something as abstract as Soul Bone Evolution.

But the Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone was already a hundred-thousand-year soul bone. If it successfully evolved, wouldn't it become a Million-Year Spirit Bone?

As for whether the act of stealing would give Ye Ling any psychological burden...

What a joke. Could taking something from that little bastard be called stealing?

That little bastard himself was a thief.

Hadn't he stolen that Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record?

That little bastard's teacher, Yu Xiaogang, was also a thief.

Wasn't that theory of the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul also stolen from Spirit Hall's materials?

Even Tang Hao had stolen Ah Yin's heart, hadn't he?

What, you say stealing a heart isn't stealing?

Then explain this to me: what is a little heart-stealing thief?

Taking things from a thief—could that be called stealing?

We cultured people called that carrying out justice on behalf of heaven!

"There is indeed a Hundred Thousand Year Right Leg Bone. It's just that there might also be a Level 95 Super Douluo guarding it."

"Of course, I mean there's a possibility."

Ye Ling thought for a moment, then still included Tang Hao's existence in his calculations.

Although Tang Hao was most likely hiding in Nuoding City with Tang San right now, especially after discovering Xiao Wu.

After all, the soul bone had been well hidden by him, but Xiao Wu, a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, had appeared alive and in the flesh before everyone's eyes.

Of course, the possibility that Tang Hao was still staying in Holy Spirit Village could not be ruled out either.

"A Level 95 Super Douluo? I could slap several of them to death."

Du Busi showed a look of disdain.

Back then, he had even dared to go up and clash with Long Xiaoyao, a Level 99 Limit Douluo, let alone a Level 95 Super Douluo.

"Good. We'll go to Holy Spirit Village in Nuoding City right now."

Ye Ling made the final decision.

With Ye Ling's current speed of Instant Movement, it was still far from matching Du Busi's flying speed.

So this time, he was still carried by Du Busi by the scruff of his neck as they flew.

It took the two of them three days to return to Nuoding City again.

Following a map bought in the city, the two began searching along the route marked on it.

In the Original Work, Tang San had once practiced the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer beneath a waterfall.

So based on this clue, Ye Ling and Du Busi searched every waterfall near Holy Spirit Village.

In the end, they made a discovery in the waterfall farthest from the village but with the greatest flow.

"The inside of this waterfall is hollow."

Du Busi used his Sensing on the waterfall before him and became slightly excited.

"This is the only waterfall left nearby. If it's hollow, then the thing is probably here."

Ye Ling was also a little secretly delighted.

After observing for a while, the two finally found a stone slab with traces of artificial excavation on the inner side of the waterfall.

"It should be inside here."

Du Busi touched the stone slab, but his expression changed slightly.

"Young Master, hide farther away."

Ye Ling nodded slightly, then instantly flashed to the edge of the cave.

Seeing that Ye Ling had already hidden far away, Du Busi finally activated his Soul Power and smashed a fist at the stone slab.

Boom!

A deafening crash rang out.

The entire cave trembled violently.

A tyrannical burst of Soul Power suddenly erupted from within the stone slab and slammed together with Du Busi's Soul Power.

The impact produced by the collision between the two even caused the waterfall outside to break its flow.

However, what was on the stone slab was ultimately only a strand of Soul Power. How could it possibly injure Du Busi?

"Heh. Although the owner of this Soul Power is only Level 95, the tyrannical force within this Soul Power is quite extraordinary."

Du Busi withdrew his fist and gave a slight sigh of admiration.

"That Tang Hao is pretty damn cautious. If an ordinary soul master touched this stone slab, they'd probably have been killed by that burst of Soul Power the instant they made contact, right?"

Ye Ling felt some lingering fear. The hearts of people who set traps were filthy.

The two passed through the stone wall and walked into the cave.

The interior of the cave suddenly opened up. There were even desks and bookshelves placed inside.

Aside from that, in the only spot where sunlight reached, a piece of Blue Silver Grass had actually been planted.

Ye Ling's gaze fixed on the Blue Silver Grass, but his mouth gave Du Busi an order.

"Old Poison, check the top of the cave. I estimate the hundred-thousand-year soul bone is hidden up there."

Du Busi nodded, then flew directly into the air above the cave.

"Madam Ah Yin, to think that a dignified Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast like you would fall to such a state. It really is pitiful."

Ye Ling crouched down and carefully observed the Blue Silver Grass in front of him.

Unlike ordinary Blue Silver Grass, the leaves of this Blue Silver Grass were covered in golden patterns. If one did not pay attention, they would not be visible at all.

Ye Ling subconsciously wanted to touch the leaves of the Blue Silver Grass, but the Blue Silver Grass swayed its body slightly, dodging the hand Ye Ling reached toward it.

"Tsk, tsk. As expected, it has consciousness."

A certain mischievous idea rose in Ye Ling's heart.

He reached out and grabbed the Blue Silver Grass in his hand, carefully feeling the texture of its leaves.

No matter how one put it, the current Ah Yin was only a Blue Silver Grass with a slight bit of consciousness.

Then how was Ye Ling's current behavior not a kind of cuckolding?

Thinking about it that way, Ye Ling even found it a little thrilling.

But the Tang family really were freaks. They had always disliked taking the normal path.

Of course, apart from the normal path, they walked quite smoothly on rabbit paths, grass paths, dragon paths, and even shark paths.

According to modern genetics, it was already not easy for Lan Xuan Yu to maintain a human form!

"Young Master, I found it!"

Du Busi's voice came from above the cave.

"Oh!"

Ye Ling shot to his feet. How could stroking grass be more important than finding a hundred-thousand-year soul bone!