"What a waste, what an utter waste."
Chrysanthemum Douluo kept slapping his thigh, so heartsick he could barely breathe.
As a Title Douluo with the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum martial soul, the Hundred Thousand Year Blue Silver Emperor's Right Leg Bone held a fatal allure for him.
One had to know that on the current Douluo Continent—
Let alone Hundred-Thousand-Year plant-type Soul Beasts, even ones over fifty thousand years old were exceedingly rare.
Not to mention Hundred Thousand Year plant-type Spirit Bones.
Although the other Title Douluos were equally covetous,
it was ultimately something from a parallel world, so they quickly adjusted their mindsets.
Only a few secretly sized up Tang San and Tang Hao with veiled looks.
They wondered who possessed the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone from the White World.
Flender and the barely recovered Yu Xiaogang instantly tensed up.
After all, with so many eyes fixed on them, the people under the greatest pressure were not Tang San, but teachers like them.
Flender could only pray inwardly that they would hurry up and move past the subject.
Yet, to his utter surprise,
that big, foolish fatty jumped out at this moment.
"Damn, Third Brother, you're way too unfair. You had a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone and kept it hidden instead of showing it off to your brothers."
"Come on, come on, tell me what soul skill this Spirit Bone has."
"That's a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone! Its soul skill must be insanely powerful, right?"
Ma Hongjun looked at Tang San with immense excitement, his eyes brimming with anticipation.
He directly drew the attention of most people in the Spirit Hall Arena.
Seeing this, Flender and Yu Xiaogang nearly blacked out, so furious their noses almost twisted out of shape.
They even wondered whether Ma Hongjun had some personal grudge against Tang San.
Why else would he draw so much hostility toward him?
"Huh? Third Brother, what's wrong?" Before the two could stop him, Ma Hongjun spoke in confusion.
Everyone looked toward Tang San.
Only to find that his expression had turned utterly dreadful.
"I... I don't have a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone." Tang San's lips moved, and only after a long silence did he respond.
Ma Hongjun's eyes immediately widened.
"No way, Third Brother. We all saw your mother sacrifice herself. Even the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring appeared, so how could there be no Soul Bone? Don't tell me your dad secretly took it away and absorbed it... Ah!!!"
Before Ma Hongjun could finish, the terrified Flender sent him sprawling to the ground with a slap.
"Your Majesty Haotian, children speak without thinking, children speak without thinking! This child has had brain problems since he was young. Please forgive my poor discipline." Looking at Tang Hao's grim face, Flender hurriedly kicked Ma Hongjun, telling him to get up and apologize.
But Tang San had clearly taken Ma Hongjun's words to heart.
"Dad, did you really take the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone Mom gave me...?"
Tang San instinctively glanced at Tang Hao's right leg, unable to face reality.
Yu Xiaogang had once taught him about Spirit Bones.
It was precisely because of this that he had dared to use the Eight Spider Lances, an External Soul Bone, during the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament.
Because this kind of Spirit Bone had perfectly fused with his body. Even if someone killed him, they could not obtain it; no matter how much others coveted it, there was nothing they could do.
But ordinary Spirit Bones were different.
To remove one, there was only one option: severing the limbs.
"I didn't."
Seeing the suspicion and unease in Tang San's eyes, Tang Hao's face twitched slightly.
Hearing that, Tang San relaxed a little and instinctively asked, "Then can I see the Soul Bone Mom left for me?"
That nearly made Tang Hao lose his restraint and punch this unfilial brat.
"I already hid the Soul Bone somewhere absolutely no one can find it, and I'm the only one who knows that place."
Tang Hao responded in a deep voice, while viciously berating this unfilial brat in his heart.
Was this little bastard's brain full of water?
Never mind whether he had brought the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone with him.
Even if he had, with everyone watching, how could he dare take it out?
Did Tang Hao not understand the allure of a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone?
In fact, in the original story,
Tang Hao had indeed given the Blue Silver Emperor's Right Leg Bone to Tang San after this part of the plot, where they escaped Spirit Hall.
However, the appearance of the Heavenly Screen had exposed the existence of the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone ahead of time.
That was what had put Tang Hao in such an awkward position.
Almost everyone believed
that if the Heavenly Screen had not exposed it, Tang Hao might very well have simply kept the Soul Bone for himself.
Of course,
the current situation was not entirely bad.
At the very least, the one thing Tang Hao felt fortunate about was that the Heavenly Screen had not shown what happened after Tang Hao from the Black World died.
Otherwise, if these lunatics learned that he possessed a complete set of Spirit Bones,
with several of them exceeding fifty thousand years in quality,
his fate would probably be no less miserable than having a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone exposed.
Thus, amid this strange atmosphere, five minutes quietly passed.
As everyone shifted their attention back to the Heavenly Screen,
Tang Hao finally let out a long breath.
"What comes next should be Xiao San's experiences around the time he awakened his martial soul, right? I remember Xiao San seemed to have Innate Full Soul Power."
"It must have been quite a lively scene."
"Ahem, ahem. When I awakened Innate Full Soul Power, I scared a lot of people there. The person helping me awaken my martial soul even insisted that I join Spirit Hall. Luckily, Headmaster Flender showed up and took me away directly."
Oscar raised his head and puffed out his chest. He tried hard to look calm and unruffled, but the corners of his mouth kept curling upward wildly.
"Ah! Were there lots of people watching when you awakened your martial souls? Why were there only my dad, Grandpa Sword, and Grandpa Bone when I awakened mine? It wasn't exciting at all." Ning Rongrong was deeply frustrated.
She had awakened with ninth-rank Soul Power back then.
Even within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, that had been an exceptionally rare occurrence.
If she had awakened her martial soul in front of a crowd, wouldn't she have stunned everyone?
Thinking of this, Ning Rongrong glared angrily at Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo in the distance.
Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo could only smile helplessly.
In truth, when core disciples nurtured by top factions such as the Upper Three Sects and Lower Four Sects awakened their martial souls, only the sect's higher-ups were generally present.
The first reason was to conceal their strength and prevent the sect's geniuses from drawing the attention of other powers, thus avoiding assassination attempts or poaching.
As for the second reason...
Ning Fengzhi glanced at Yu Xiaogang from the corner of his eye.
Back when Yu Xiaogang awakened his martial soul in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan,
they had sent invitations to numerous factions, including the royal family, Spirit Hall, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, intending to let them witness the birth of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's top genius firsthand.
And what happened?
Yu Xiaogang, on whom countless people had pinned their hopes, awakened a pig martial soul with merely 0.5-rank Soul Power.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan lost all face, and no one knew how many people had treated the matter as a joke for casual conversation.
After that, no faction ever dared invite people from other powers to watch a martial soul awakening again.
They were terrified of following in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's footsteps.
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