Soul Land: Starting as a Blade of Grass, I'll Snatch It All!
Chapter 26

I Want to Be a Little Fox Too

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In the end, though, she still rewarded Ye Yan with a knuckle rap on the head, producing a crisp thunk, thunk.

"You silver-tongued little rascal. Consider this a lesson. Let's see if you dare do it again."

Hmph, bad Dong'er.

Ye Yan clutched his head, his eyes brimming with tears, as though he had suffered the greatest injustice in the world.

Bibi Dong grew a little uncomfortable under his gaze. Soul light gathered in her palm, and she gently pressed it against his head to heal the little bump that had risen there.

Once she confirmed it was healed, she stroked Ye Yan's silky hair as though soothing a child.

"All right, Xu Xiaoyan, be good. Cultivate on your own for the next few days, okay? I need to refine the Immortal Herb you gave me."

"Okay. Goodbye, Teacher~"

Ye Yan reluctantly rose and left that warm embrace. After watching the graceful purple figure disappear down the corridor, his large eyes shifted, and he set his sights on his senior sister, Hu Liena.

More precisely, he was after her External Soul Bone. She had not possessed it during the Soul Master Tournament, which meant Hu Liena had obtained it during her two years of training after the tournament ended.

Furthermore, since the Golden Generation had lost the Soul Bones prepared specifically for them, punishment was inevitable. In other words, the location had to serve as both a punishment ground and a training ground, while also being suitable for their Soul King strength.

Only one place in all of Spirit Hall met those conditions-Death Canyon!

Did you really think my time as Qian Renxue's male pet... scratch that, her husband, counted for nothing? Every major and minor faction within Spirit Hall was mapped out in his head.

Still, too much had happened that day, leaving Ye Yan exhausted in both body and mind, so he decided to rest for the night first. It certainly wasn't because he wanted to find out just how soft thousand-year swan down was~

The next day, he returned to the Worship Hall. Those old geezers didn't even come looking for me after I disappeared for an entire night. Not a shred of responsibility.

The stone door was still closed. Ye Yan gave it a hard shove. Great, it didn't budge.

But I can teleport. Heh~

Mad yet? Mad yet?

Once he entered the hall, he found the old geezers still meditating. They slowly opened their eyes upon sensing Ye Yan's presence.

"Why are you here again, brat?"

Jiang Mo's mouth twitched. He really did not want to see this exceedingly crafty Demon Pill.

Since he had come to ask for their help, Ye Yan first bowed respectfully to them, then explained that he hoped they would honor their promise and take him to Death Canyon to hunt fox-type soul beasts.

"You haven't even reached rank forty yet, brat. Why hunt soul beasts? Hoping a Soul Bone will drop?"

Qian Jun looked Ye Yan over. Sure enough, his aura was unchanged from yesterday. He had not cheated his way up to rank forty and become a Quasi-Soul Ancestor.

Hiss, how should I explain this? Forget it, I'll just make something up. If I can fool them, I will. If not, I'll call it divine will.

"To be honest, it's a vague feeling I have. I feel there's something I need there."

A premonition?

All seven worshippers wore the expression of an old man squinting at his phone on the subway. Could you come up with anything more ridiculous?

In the end, Golden Crocodile, Qian Jun, and Jiang Mo stepped forward. Their promise aside, they genuinely wanted to see what Ye Yan's so-called premonition was made of!

Death Canyon lay within the Jincheng Mountains. Legend had it that this enormous rift had been formed by the residual energy of a slash unleashed when the previous Angel God slew a powerful enemy there.

Its entrance was extremely narrow, roughly two people wide. Even hundred-year soul beasts could not escape and could only remain within.

That was why Spirit Hall had been able to turn it into an exclusive training ground. However, poisonous mists filled the canyon, making it easy to lose one's way, while many soul beasts skilled in assassination lurked in the shadows.

Plenty of geniuses came to undergo trials each year, but only two or three in ten ever made it out. That was how Death Canyon had earned its name.

With three worshippers escorting him, however, all those dangers could be disregarded. An enormous golden-bodied crocodile became a ten-thousand-ton juggernaut, charging ahead.

The earth shook with every step, and all beasts gave way.

Two days later, Ye Yan was dissecting a Star-Nightmare Spirit Fox between twenty and nearly thirty thousand years old when the sword in his hand suddenly stopped, as though it had struck something hard.

His eyes lit up. Ignoring the blood and gore, he reached in and began peeling the flesh away along the hard object, eventually extracting a silvery-white fox tail.

Meow?

As Ye Yan examined the Soul Bone, something seemed off. Is this the tail Hu Liena had?

"An External Soul Bone!"

Jiang Mo's exclamation drew over Golden Crocodile and Qian Jun, who had still been charging ahead. This was not the first fox-type soul beast they had hunted. After watching Ye Yan dissect several without finding anything, they had stopped paying attention.

They had never expected him to get a drop so quickly, much less an External Soul Bone, the rarest kind of Soul Bone.

For a moment, the way they looked at Ye Yan changed entirely. Brother, hurry up and have another premonition! Are there any other soul beasts we need to kill? We'll go right this instant!

Their burning gazes startled Ye Yan. Thinking they wanted to snatch his fox tail, he hastily hid it behind his back while talking about his relationship with Qian Renxue, trying to play on their feelings.

Golden Crocodile Douluo gave him a speechless look.

"All right, brat. We haven't fallen so low that we'd fight you over a Soul Bone. Besides, even if we were going to snatch one, it wouldn't be a fox tail. Whoever among us absorbed it would be laughed at for the rest of his life."

Phew.

Ye Yan breathed a sigh of relief. As long as they weren't trying to steal his fox tail, all was well. As for a grown man absorbing a fox tail being embarrassing?

Angel God Qian Renxue, Rakshasa God Bibi Dong, Bo Saixi, invincible in the mortal world, and Snow Empress, ruler of the Far North-which of them couldn't thrash you to death with one hand? In an age where the victor is king, I, Ye Yan, was born to live off beautiful older women!

"Sorry. I judged a gentleman's heart by a petty man's measure. Elders, now that this matter is settled, let's head back."

He could hardly wait to absorb this External Soul Bone. Better still, it could proportionally improve his physical attributes. Another lovely power-up~

Golden Crocodile agreed with a nod and took him back to Spirit Hall. After finding an excuse to slip away, Ye Yan returned to his quarters and began refining the fox tail.

About an hour later, a fluffy fox tail emerged behind him, its fur shifting from pure white at the base to ink-black at the tip.

At the same time, the Soul Bone granted him a passive Soul Skill, which Ye Yan named Frost-Tail Dust Bewitchment.

It increased his charm by fifty percent, effective only against the opposite sex. For furry enthusiasts, the increase rose to one hundred percent.

Not bad, not bad. Ye Yan was very pleased with his new acquisition. With a thought, his fox tail swept a light breeze across the bed, swaying from side to side.

Too cute~

Ye Yan hugged his fox tail. It was fluffy and so warm, without any fox stink; instead, it carried the same delicate fragrance as his body.

Only after playing with his fox tail for ages did Ye Yan calm down and begin cultivating. After all, winning over older women also required talent and strength. Otherwise, he would be nothing more than a plaything, and people grew tired of toys after playing with them for too long!

He did not stop cultivating until his meridians began to ache. After happily enjoying the Supreme Pontiff's lavish dinner, he took out the book "Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul."

He had no intention of reading that lousy book. Instead, he planned to write a new book targeting it, refuting that Grandmaster and shattering his image in Bibi Dong's heart. Dong'er's heart only needs room for me~

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