Douluo Sharingan, I really didn't coerce Xiao Wu!

Chapter 50 Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Bone

The sun was setting in the west, the sky was darkening, and night was about to fall.

As evening fell, in the backyard of a three-story building, Chen Xuan sat at a stone table, preparing to open the upgrade gift pack.

Before him appeared a blue panel, both surreal and futuristic, brimming with a sense of technology.

He clicked a few times, the page flipped, and a red gift box appeared before his eyes.

Without hesitation, Chen Xuan pressed the button to open the box. Instantly, the gift box exploded open, emitting a dazzling light.

Four streaks of light of different colors flew out, so dazzling that they were impossible to see clearly, and finally landed on the stone table.

"Ding! Congratulations, host Chen Xuan, you have received 100,000 Gold Soul Coins!"

"Ding! Congratulations, host Chen Xuan, you have obtained the S-rank forbidden technique, Eight Gates Formation!"

"Ding! Congratulations, host Chen Xuan, you have obtained the Kusanagi Sword!"

"Ding! Congratulations, host Chen Xuan, for obtaining the 25,000-year-old Gale Right Leg Bone!"

Upon seeing the first item, Chen Xuan froze, staring blankly for a moment.

"Damn it, another 100,000 gold soul coins?"

He was speechless. He had already transmigrated and become a Soul Master. This was such a waste.

He admitted that he was indeed a little money-grubber before he traveled through time and was very eager for money. But the past is the past, and the present is the present. Can they be the same?

"Fortunately, the rest aren't too bad." Chen Xuan picked up a scroll from the stone table, opened it, read it briefly, and then put it into his storage space.

There are no problems at all. Judging from their training methods, it is indeed the training method of the Eight Gates Formation.

"It's a pity that only those with great perseverance can cultivate it, so it's not suitable for me." Chen Xuan shook his head. Although the Eight Gates Formation is abnormal, it is very difficult to cultivate to the last gate without more than ten or twenty years.

Killing a thousand enemies will result in losing eight hundred of your own. Opening the eighth gate, the Gate of Death, can grant power comparable to the Six Paths, but the price is also extremely high: exhausting one's life force and dying.

However, it's not entirely useless. Chen Xuan thought that if he were to establish his own sect in the future and recruit talented people, he could teach this technique to his disciples.

He shook his head, no longer paying attention to the Eight Gates Formation, and picked up a blade from the table. It was about 1.3 meters long, white, and a straight sword, but unfortunately it had no hilt.

"This should be the second-ranked one," Chen Xuan murmured, carefully examining the white blade.

In Naruto, the Kusanagi Sword is also known as a divine weapon. There are three of them, scattered throughout the ninja world.

Orochimaru searched half of the ninja world and only found two Kusanagi swords, one of which he gave to Sasuke.

The reason Orochimaru couldn't find the last Kusanagi sword wasn't because it didn't exist, but because someone else beat him to it—that person was Uchiha Itachi.

"I'll add a scabbard for you tomorrow." Chen Xuan was very satisfied with this item and temporarily put away the blade.

Then, his gaze fell on the last item on the stone table, which was emitting a green light.

This is a ten-thousand-year-old soul bone, of the speed type. After absorption, it can increase the speed of the soul stone by ten percent.

On this basis, using the Soul Bone skill can further increase the speed by 20%, bringing the total speed increase to 30%.

"A soul bone worth 25,000 years seems quite suitable for me." Chen Xuan picked up the soul bone and examined it from head to toe.

He was tempted by this amplification effect and really wanted to absorb it immediately.

"Never mind, I'll leave it for someone who needs it." In the end, Chen Xuan put away the soul bone, intending to give it away to someone else.

In fact, he did not want to absorb the soul bones of soul beasts. He felt that his own bones were the strongest and he did not need the soul bones dropped by a soul beast to enhance himself.

Another reason is that absorbing the bones of soul beasts makes him feel uncomfortable and he can't accept it.

"Brother..." Chen Yiyi came out of the house, carrying a basket of washed fruit, and entered the backyard.

Tonight, she wore a white dress, her face was fair, her hair was tied into two small braids, and she had a sweet smile, looking youthful and energetic.

The night sky is dotted with stars, and the moonlight, like water, casts rays of light upon the earth.

Chen Yiyi, full of youthful vigor, came towards the moonlight, dressed in white as snow, ethereal and graceful.

She placed the fruit basket on the stone table, sat down, picked up an apple, and peeled it for Chen Xuan to eat on the spot.

Looking at his thoughtful, well-behaved, and adorable younger sister, Chen Xuan felt a warm feeling in his heart; it was truly a wonderful experience.

"By the way, Yiyi, what is your martial soul, and what level are you at now?" He suddenly realized a problem: he seemed to know nothing about this younger sister, not even about her martial soul.

He had no recollection of any details about Yiyi's awakening of her martial soul, what level of soul power she possessed, what she liked to eat, what kind of clothes she liked, or where she liked to go.

"Brother, Yiyi reached level 10 a few years ago," Chen Yiyi said earnestly, with a sweet smile, showing no sign of blaming her older brother.

Then, she released her martial spirit, and a cyan gold bow appeared, which was green all over and more than a meter long, and she held it in her hand.

She stared at the longbow, lost in thought, her eyes gradually welling up with tears, revealing her sadness.

"Brother, this is the same martial soul as Mom. It's a pity that Yiyi can't be as powerful as Mom. She doesn't even have a single spirit ring yet."

"It's alright, everything will be alright. Reaching level ten in that environment is already quite impressive. In a while, I'll take you to hunt for your first soul ring, and then you'll be able to become a soul master," Chen Xuan said, stroking her little head to comfort her.

"Besides, even if we're just ordinary people for the rest of our lives, I'll protect you for the rest of my life." Chen Xuan reassured her, telling her not to feel pressured, and that her older brother would take care of everything.

"Mmm!" Chen Yiyi nodded seriously, then smiled happily, a sweet smile, and hugged Chen Xuan's arm tightly.

"Yiyi, if you want to cultivate, you should take this time to replenish your strength. You can't be too weak now, otherwise you won't be able to absorb the essence of older soul beasts."

"Huh?" Chen Yiyi blinked her big eyes, looking confused.

Is there a connection between replenishing the body and absorbing spirit rings?

"Of course, the condition of one's body determines the upper limit of the number of years one can absorb a spirit ring." Chen Xuan explained some knowledge to her and shared his own experience.

A Soul Master's physical strength and mental power determine what kind of Soul Beast they will ultimately be able to withstand.

The maximum age for a normal person's first spirit ring is over four hundred years, but this is a theory of a certain master and can only be used as a reference. If anyone takes it seriously, they will only harm themselves.

Tang San had a perfectly good Blue Silver Emperor martial soul, but he listened to Yu Xiaogang's advice and didn't utilize the vigorous vitality of the Blue Silver Grass. Instead, he cultivated some kind of control-type spirit beast and even added poison. He was fine in the early stages, but in the end, he ruined himself.

Chen Xuan warned Yi Yi that she should never trust people who claim to be theoretical masters, especially those who are not good at cultivating soul power but still care about face and like to teach genius students without knowing their own capabilities.

They are geniuses, prodigies, with innate full soul power of no less than level seven. Even without anyone to teach them, their future achievements will not be lower than those of a Soul Saint through self-cultivation.

Some people, however, were taught various things, such as weight training, running every day, climbing mountains, soaking in medicinal liquid at night, and participating in spirit battles the rest of the time.

The training that ordinary people would want is something that some people shamelessly claim credit for themselves. They really know how to gild their own lily.

"Yiyi, you should stay away from people like that in the future," Chen Xuan said, patting her head.

Chen Yiyi took it very seriously and memorized it.

"Yiyi, do you want to absorb a soul beast that is over a thousand years old as your first soul ring?" Chen Xuan asked.

Theory is just theory, reality is reality. Tang San spent his whole life breaking down theories and keeping up with the times, which is the right thing to do.

Chen Xuan felt that it wasn't necessarily a bad thing that Yi Yi had passed the age for cultivation; accumulating knowledge and experience before unleashing it was not a slow process.

The maximum number of years Chen Yiyi can withstand now is definitely more than four or five hundred years. If he helps his sister temper her body and improve her physique tomorrow, it is not impossible for her to absorb a thousand-year-old soul beast for her first soul ring.

(End of this chapter)