Chapter 19 Natal Soul Bone
The fourth assessment venue.
Zhao Wuji retrieved his fifth spirit ring and the spirit power he had unleashed at almost full strength.
Seeing Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing lying on the ground, the anger that had been stirred up instantly dissipated, replaced by a sense of regret.
He had gone too far.
These were three rare little monsters, especially those two twelve-year-old level 29 Great Soul Masters. If they got hurt, that old devil Flanders would definitely fight him to the death.
He quickly went over to check on them and found that they had only suffered from blood turmoil due to the shockwave, and were not seriously injured. He breathed a sigh of relief.
"Cough cough."
Zhao Wuji stood up, put his hands behind his back, and tried to regain some of his authority as a teacher.
"Alright, the time hasn't come yet, but your performance has already proven your strength."
"You've done a great job of staying under my command for so long."
As he spoke, he turned his head and looked at Ye Liuyun, who was watching the show in the distance.
"And that kid playing with the grass."
"You may be a bit slippery and have a disgusting playing style, but you are definitely a headache."
Zhao Wuji waved his hand, "You've all passed."
Then, he looked at Dai Mubai, his tone becoming somewhat earnest:
"Mu Bai, as you can see, the strength and talent of these new students are no less than yours."
"From now on, we'll all be brothers eating from the same pot. Let's just let bygones be bygones for the past unpleasantness."
In Zhao Wuji's mind, although Ye Liuyun's strength was indeed outstanding.
However, compared to the Blue Silver Grass martial soul, he still thought that Dai Mubai, whose spirit power level was higher and whose martial soul was the White Tiger, was more powerful.
After all, real battles aren't just about running away; they're about head-on confrontations.
He took the initiative to persuade Dai Mubai, hoping that Dai Mubai would not hold a grudge against Ye Liuyun.
Dai Mubai nodded, a smile on his face, but his eyes held a complex expression.
Never mind?
Yeah, what else could he do if he didn't let it go?
Dai Mubai had originally been very confident that he could easily defeat Ye Liuyun, whose martial soul was the useless Blue Silver Grass.
But after witnessing the battle just now, he realized that Blue Silver Grass wasn't useless after all.
Add to that the opponent's unfathomable soul power.
He had lost all confidence in winning.
To avoid losing face, it was best to avoid conflict.
Ye Liuyun had also made that plan in mind.
He was someone who hated trouble.
They were indeed going to be classmates now, and he had already returned the money to that father and son earlier.
With Zhao Wuji stepping in to mediate, things got even better.
As long as Dai Mubai didn't provoke him, he could let the other party off the hook.
Seeing that neither of them spoke, Zhao Wuji knew that this was settled.
The thought of having captured five little monsters filled him with excitement.
"Mu Bai, quickly take them to arrange their dormitories."
...
Night fell.
The nights at Shrek Academy were exceptionally quiet.
The three girls were assigned to one dormitory room, while Tang San was assigned to Oscar's room.
Ye Liuyun, as the only "outlier" and with his reclusive personality, had a small wooden cabin in a corner all to himself.
Inside the cabin at this moment.
Ye Liuyun sat cross-legged on the bed, not cultivating his soul power, but instead rolled up the sleeve of his left arm.
Under the moonlight, his left arm appeared exceptionally white.
But if you looked closely, you'll find that beneath the skin, there was a faint, dark golden sheen slowly surging, as if something was being nurtured within the flesh and blood.
"Soul bone..."
Ye Liuyun muttered to himself.
As someone reincarnated from Earth, he had an understanding of the rules of this world far beyond that of ordinary people.
Why do soul beasts drop soul bones?
Why do some explode while others don't?
Why is it bound to explode every 100,000 years?
Ye Liuyun had made many guesses and analyses.
Firstly, when a soul beast drops a soul bone, it's usually in the most important or most frequently used location.
This might be similar to being left- or right-handed; spirit beasts tend to use the body parts they are good at frequently.
Of course, it will also constantly be washed by soul power.
Secondly, because of the passage of time.
Just like playing with walnuts, this kind of thing needs time to settle.
Soul beasts cultivate much slower than humans.
Soul power undergoes a qualitative change after being washed, settled, and compressed in specific parts of the body for thousands of years, eventually condensing into soul bones.
The reason why humans cannot produce their own soul bones is because their lifespan is too short.
Even a titled Douluo only has a lifespan of a few hundred years, which is not enough to "crack" out a bone.
A glint of madness flashed in Ye Liuyun's eyes, and his thoughts grew stronger.
His soul power can increase, and his body can regenerate.
As long as he uses extremely high-intensity soul power to continuously and beyond the limit cleanse his left arm, even if the bones are shattered, it doesn't matter, they will regenerate and he can continue to work on it!
For the past six years, he had been conducting this experiment constantly, searching for the secret.
He failed countless times, and his left arm was even blown apart hundreds of times.
But tonight.
It was done.
Buzz—!
As Ye Liuyun had a thought, the skin on his left arm suddenly split open, but no blood flowed out.
Instead, a layer of crystal-clear, jade-like armor with pale golden divine patterns slowly grew from his flesh, perfectly covering his entire left arm.
This was his natal soul bone, entirely born from his own flesh and blood and soul power.
Unlike ordinary soul bones, this soul bone was exposed as if it were an external soul bone.
Just like the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear, if it drops a Soul Bone, it's usually a claw.
But for the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear itself, its claws are its own weapon.
Growing as one grows.
It is used directly in battle.
Ye Liuyun's natal soul bone was also his weapon, a part of him.
It was directly visible on the outside, covering the entire left arm and fist like armor.
"Let's call it… the Immortal Azure Emperor Armor, left arm."
Ye Liuyun looked at this perfect work of art and felt the terrifying power contained within it.
[Immortal Azure Emperor Armor]
Quality: Growth type (evolves as the host's strength increases, currently equivalent to a 50,000-year-old soul bone).
Effect 1: [Rebirth]: All things in the world are born and die, have a beginning and an end. The appearance of life is the beginning; the left arm can bring the dead back to life and heal bones upon contact with any living being.
Effect Two: [Decline]: All things in the world are born and die, have a beginning and an end. The end of life is death. Touching any living thing with your left arm can accelerate the process of decay.
"Good."
Ye Liuyun retrieved the soul bone with satisfaction, and the arm armor disappeared back under his skin.
Just then.
From the distant grove of trees, a bloodcurdling scream suddenly rang out, accompanied by the dull thud of something heavy striking flesh.
"Ah! Don't hit my face! Who? Who is it?"
"Your Majesty Clear Sky! I don't know you! Ouch! Stop hitting me!"
That was Zhao Wuji's voice.
Ye Liuyun walked to the window, listened to the pitiful cries, and a gloating smile appeared on his lips.
"Teacher Zhao, it seems you've been walking the dark path too much, and finally you've encountered a ghost."
"That overprotective madman Tang Hao is much more ruthless than me."
He yawned and closed the window.
"Sleep."
Sitting on the edge of the bed, he suddenly felt a little lost.
"Oh no, I'm a little hungry, I want to order takeout."
"It's so late at night, it's the perfect time for a late-night snack."
[end of the chapter]