You said it was a useless body, yet you punched a saint to pieces?

Inside the secret chamber, a hazy crimson-gold divine radiance emanated from Wang Dao's body, like the rising sun.

Deep within him, the thunderous roar of tigers and leopards that he had experienced upon first entering his body had long since faded, replaced by rhythmic clanging sounds—the metallic clanging of bones as they were being tempered and transformed.

His progress was rapid. At this moment, every inch of his flesh and blood was crystal clear, radiating a faint light, as if ancient gods were sitting cross-legged. Profound runes were constantly evolving deep within his bloodline, outlining the trajectory of power.

Wang Dao has stabilized his cultivation at the initial stage of the Dragon Spine Realm. If one could use divine sense to probe his body, one could even see strands of black bone, which is the prototype of the Black Iron Bone forged by the Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound Technique.

What's even more astonishing is that all 206 bones in his body, without exception, have undergone this extreme tempering.

He slowly opened his eyes, and two beams of crimson-gold light flashed by, causing the air in the secret room to freeze for a moment.

When the king looked inward and examined himself, an unprecedented sense of power filled his heart.

The Dragon Spine Realm refines the ultimate power of the physical body; it is said that at its peak, it can be imbued with 100,000 jin of divine power.

Although he is only at the initial stage, he can already clearly feel the explosive power hidden within his body, like a lurking prehistoric beast.

"If I were to face Wang Long now..." A cold smile flashed through Wang Dao's mind, "I should be able to crush him head-on and shatter his so-called pride."

He stretched his limbs, making a series of popping sounds like popping beans, then tidied himself up and pushed open the heavy stone door of the secret chamber.

Outside the door, a figure in moon-white stood gracefully, like a snow lotus standing alone in the world.

Wang Qingyue had eyebrows like distant mountains shrouded in mist, skin like solidified cream, and a pure and aloof demeanor.

Upon seeing her, Wang Dao was stunned for a moment. The stunningly beautiful figure before him overlapped with the elegant young woman in his memory, causing him to lose his composure and think he was seeing things.

"Sister Qingyue?" he called out tentatively, his voice slightly hoarse.

Upon hearing this, a faint smile bloomed on Wang Qingyue's stunningly beautiful face, like the first melting of snow, breathtakingly beautiful.

"What's wrong, Seventh Brother? It's been years, don't you recognize your sister anymore?" Her voice was clear and pleasant, with a hint of teasing.

Wang Dao cleared his throat, composed himself, and put on his signature roguish grin: "How could that be! It's just that Sister Qingyue is too beautiful, and I didn't quite catch my breath for a moment."

Wang Qingyue's beautiful eyes darted around as she looked Wang Dao up and down, her smile deepening. "Oh, Seventh Brother has really gone bad now, becoming quite the smooth talker. If he went out into the world, I wonder how many young girls he'd seduce."

Wang Dao straightened up and said sincerely, "Sister Qingyue, you're wronging me! Every word I said was from the bottom of my heart. Sister Qingyue's beauty is impeccable. I was just stating the facts."

Seeing Wang Dao's serious yet roguish demeanor, Wang Qingyue stopped teasing him and her smile gradually faded. Instead, she became concerned about his cultivation progress.

Within this royal residence, setting aside the complex entanglements of interests, only Wang Qingyue and Wang Dao still retain a rare sibling-like bond.

"Did you make any breakthroughs in the secret room just now?" she asked, her eyes filled with curiosity and anticipation.

Wang Dao nodded, not hiding anything: "I was lucky enough to break through to the Dragon Spine Realm and forge the Black Iron Bone."

Upon hearing this, Wang Qingyue's beautiful face showed a hint of surprise, and a glint of light flashed in her eyes.

"In just two months, you went from a useless body to the Dragon Spine Realm, and even forged Black Iron Bones..." she murmured softly, her tone filled with unbelievable shock. "Such speed, such talent, even the so-called geniuses of the Feathered Sect's true disciples cannot find a monster like you."

Her gaze toward Wang Dao was complex, containing both relief and a touch of melancholy.

"Over the years, while I was cultivating in the Feathered Ascension Sect, I inquired in many ways to see if I could find a way to solve your cultivation problems, but to no avail." Wang Qingyue sighed softly, her tone carrying a hint of relief. "I never expected that you would break free of this cage and overcome these shackles on your own. It truly astonishes your older sister."

The two moved to the guest room and sat down. The aroma of tea wafted through the air, dispelling some of the chill of late autumn.

Wang Dao held the teapot with fluid, graceful movements, pouring Wang Qingyue a cup of hot tea. The golden-brown tea swirled in the white porcelain cup.

"Over the years, I am deeply grateful to Sister Qingyue for keeping my troubles in mind while I was in the sect." Wang Dao put down the teapot, his expression sincere. "Today, as your younger brother, I am still in seclusion and unable to welcome you from afar. I am truly ashamed."

Wang Qingyue gently raised her jade hand, picked up the teacup, and smiled softly upon hearing this. Her smile was like the moon breaking through the clouds, pure and beautiful beyond compare.

"When did we siblings start talking about these superficial things? This doesn't affect our relationship at all."

She took a sip of tea, put down the teacup, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and her tone became more serious: "But you, being in the vortex of this Prince's mansion, must be extremely careful."

"The situation within the manor is currently murky and unclear, with a complex web of interests at stake. It's only because I'm out there that I can still maintain some control. If things really get out of control, you should come with me to the Feathered Gate, where I can protect you."

Wang Dao felt a warmth in his heart; in this cold, calculating arena of self-interest, these words were comforting.

He chuckled and leaned back in his chair: "Alright, I'm relieved to hear you say that, sister."

"If I ever find myself unable to stay in this Prince's mansion, I'll pack my bags and come to you for help. Don't complain about how much I eat then, Sister Qingyue."

"You're such a chatterbox." Wang Qingyue gave him a reproachful look, then resumed her aloof demeanor.

"Speaking of which, why did Sister Qingyue suddenly come back this time? There was no prior notice." Wang Dao tapped his fingers lightly on the table and asked casually.

Wang Qingyue slowly blew away the floating tea leaves on the surface, casually dropping a bombshell:

"Deep within the Ten Thousand Mountains, an extraordinary treasure is about to be revealed."

"This news can't be kept secret. Now it's not just our Yuhua Sect; all the major sects and ancient families in Zhongzhou are rushing over there, wanting to join in the fun."

"Even... the Great Zhou royal family will probably send someone."

Upon hearing this, Wang Dao's pupils contracted slightly, and his brain raced.

The Ten Thousand Mountains are one of the most mysterious and dangerous forbidden areas in the Central Plains. Their territory is so vast that mortals could not even begin to fathom its boundaries in their entire lives.

The place is filled with ancient trees and poisonous miasma. Not only do ancient species that have long been extinct in the outside world roam freely, but countless highly venomous insects also lurk in the shadows, making it a place where danger lurks at every turn.

Not to mention that some ancient human tribes are also entrenched deep within, whose strength and resources are in no way inferior to the top tribes outside, and whose actions are barbaric and domineering.

The fact that this newly emerged treasure could attract so many forces to gather in such a dangerous place shows that it is no ordinary item.

Thinking of this, Wang Dao's eyes darted around, his gaze landing on Wang Qingyue. He reverted to his usual smug expression and teased her:

"I'm telling you, Sister Qingyue, that kind of hellish place is a place that eats people alive."

"What level are you at now? If you're too weak, wouldn't you just be feeding the ancient remnants? I'd have to go and rescue you, which would be such a hassle."

Upon hearing this, Wang Qingyue rolled her eyes at him, her fleeting charm illuminating the entire room.

"You little rascal, you'd better take care of your own little plot of land first."

She put down her teacup, her aura subtly shifting and then receding, though extremely weak, it caused a momentary distortion in the air.

"I am now in the mid-stage of the Golden Core Realm, just one step away from the late stage. I still have the ability to protect myself."