Ninety-Thousand-Year Head Soul Bone

"Ah Xu would indeed be more suitable than Xue'er," Qian Daoliu said slowly, making his stance clear.

"Ah Xu is mature and adaptable. His chances of successfully infiltrating are higher."

He paused, then waved his hand. A Soul Bone radiating a soft glow appeared in midair.

The Soul Bone was milky white, shaped like a small skull. A faint seven-colored sheen flowed across its surface. It looked unremarkable, yet it emitted an extremely ancient fluctuation of soul power.

Its age was extremely high, at least over eighty thousand years.

"This is a Ninety-Thousand-Year Mimic Octopus Head Soul Bone." Qian Daoliu's voice carried a hint of solemnity.

"I obtained it in my early years after hunting a ninety-thousand-year Mimic Octopus in the deep sea. Its core ability is called Absolute Mimicry. It can freely alter one's appearance, build, voice, even perfectly replicate soul power fluctuations and aura attributes. Unless someone deliberately probes deeply with their spiritual sense, even a Limit Douluo like me would be unable to spot any flaws at close range."

Bibi Dong's pupils contracted slightly.

A Ninety-Thousand-Year Head Soul Bone might provide relatively ordinary soul skills, but since even Qian Daoliu acknowledged how powerful its ability was, it had to be genuine.

Besides, Qian Daoliu's offer was far too generous.

The value of this Soul Bone was no less than that of an ordinary Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Bone. With it, the safety of an infiltration mission would increase severalfold.

As long as he did not foolishly expose himself, it would be nearly impossible for anyone to see through him.

"Consider this Soul Bone my compensation to Ah Xu." Qian Daoliu looked at Bibi Dong, his tone calm.

"With it, his safety during the infiltration will be guaranteed. Ah Xu is taking Xue'er's place and risking his life, so he deserves this Soul Bone."

He had calculated this perfectly.

One ninety-thousand-year Soul Bone could make Bibi Dong relent, earn Bibi Xu a favor, and keep his granddaughter by his side. It was killing three birds with one stone.

He believed Bibi Dong would understand the value of this deal.

Bibi Dong fell silent.

She looked at the glowing Soul Bone floating in the air, then lowered her gaze to her son at her side.

The young man stood there with sparkling eyes, filled with anticipation and stubborn resolve.

Once this child made up his mind, not even ten oxen could pull him back.

Even if she forcibly refused today, he might sneak away on his own someday. That would be even more dangerous.

Now that Qian Daoliu had provided this Mimicry Soul Bone, his safety truly had greatly improved. With the people she secretly arranged to protect him as well, nothing major should happen.

And Ah Xu was right. His intelligence and methods truly made him more suitable for this task than Qian Renxue.

After a long silence, Bibi Dong finally let out a long sigh and looked at Bibi Xu helplessly. "Since the Grand Worshipper has offered such a generous gift, Ah Xu, aren't you going to thank him?"

Those words meant she had relented.

Bibi Xu's eyes lit up instantly. "Mom, you agreed?"

"Agreed or not, let me make this clear first." Bibi Dong straightened her face and solemnly laid down three rules.

"Your safety always comes first. If you encounter danger you cannot handle, send word back immediately. I will send people to assist you. You are not allowed to force yourself."

"You must send a message confirming your safety every three months and report your situation in detail. You cannot miss even one."

"You are not allowed to cause unnecessary trouble. Think carefully before doing anything, and do not act impulsively."

"If you cannot uphold these three rules, I will bring you back immediately. Do you understand?"

"I understand. I promise I'll do it!" Bibi Xu nodded hard, smiling so brightly that his eyes curved. "Thank you, Mom! Thank you, Grand Worshipper!"

He knew it. This combination of throwing a tantrum and bringing in outside support was bound to work.

Qian Daoliu also sighed in relief, a faint smile appearing on his face. "Good. Since that is settled, this matter is decided. Take this Soul Bone and fuse it first. You have three days to master its mimicry ability. Three days from now, I will arrange for someone to send you to Heaven Dou and connect you with the agents there."

With a wave of his hand, the ninety-thousand-year Soul Bone slowly floated toward Bibi Xu.

A warm, gentle energy washed over him, carrying the scent of the sea.

Bibi Xu reached out and caught it. It felt warm in his hand, and its soul power fluctuations were highly compatible with his spiritual power.

A Ninety-Thousand-Year Head Soul Bone not only possessed mimicry abilities, but could also greatly enhance spiritual power. To him, it was practically a treasure tailor-made for him.

"Thank you, Grand Worshipper." Bibi Xu solemnly put away the Soul Bone.

This was an absolute steal.

Not only had he secured the infiltration assignment, he had also gotten a Ninety-Thousand-Year Head Soul Bone for free.

Though that old man Qian Daoliu was a little too scheming, he was genuinely generous when it came to giving things away.

With the matter settled, Qian Daoliu did not stay long. After offering a few more reminders about safety, he turned and left.

He was clearly in a good mood, and even his steps were much lighter. His granddaughter no longer needed to take the risk, and someone had taken over the infiltration mission. Although he had given away a Soul Bone to earn goodwill, it was worth it as long as he could keep Xiao Xue by his side.

Only mother and son remained in the study.

Bibi Dong poked Bibi Xu's forehead, both angry and amused. "You really are getting more and more full of tricks. You even learned how to throw tantrums and act shamelessly? Where did all that steadiness you used to have go?"

"Why should I act steady in front of my mom?" Bibi Xu chuckled, moved closer, and tugged on her sleeve. "Besides, if I hadn't thrown a tantrum, would you have agreed?"

"You always have an answer." Bibi Dong shook her head helplessly, though her eyes were filled with tenderness.

"Hurry back and fuse the Soul Bone. If there is anything you do not understand, come ask me. Once you reach Heaven Dou, be careful in everything. The imperial palace is full of treacherous hearts. It is not like Spirit Hall, where no one will indulge you."

As she spoke, she took out a pile of items from her storage soul tool: a Pope's Token representing Spirit Hall's identity, antidote pills, a special soul tool for communication, and an item containing Bibi Dong's full-powered strike. Every one of them was meant to save his life.

"Take all of these with you. If you crush the communication soul tool, I will receive the message. You know all these pills; they can be used if you are poisoned or injured. This contains my current full-powered strike. Tear it open in a critical moment, and it can block an attack from a Super Douluo."

She explained every item one by one, down to the smallest detail, afraid she might overlook something.

Bibi Xu listened obediently and put each item away. His heart felt warm.

No matter how old he was, in his mother's eyes, he would always be a child who needed looking after.

"I know, Mom. Don't worry." Bibi Xu smiled. "I'm not a child anymore. I know what I'm doing. Once I have the Heaven Dou Empire in my grasp, Spirit Hall's unification of the continent will become much easier."

Bibi Dong could not help smiling at his confident expression.

Yes, her son had never been someone meant to remain in a small pond.

The Heaven Dou imperial palace might be dangerous, but it might not be able to trap him.

Perhaps he really could bring her an enormous surprise.

But more than any of that, Bibi Dong only hoped Bibi Xu would return safely, and she could not help starting to fuss over him again.

The night deepened. Candlelight flickered, casting the mother and son's silhouettes in a gentle, peaceful glow.

Three days later, the young man would set out on the road to Heaven Dou.