Douluo Continent: Reversing Yin and Yang, the Haotian Palace and the Angel Sect

The next morning, Qian Xunji summoned Qian San to the back mountain again, saying, "This time, your father brought you something good."

Qian Xunji smiled mysteriously and gently swiped his right hand across the storage ring.

In an instant, a soft, pure white light illuminated Qian San's face, and in Qian Xunji's palm lay a strange skull.

An indescribable spiritual fluctuation spread outwards like a spring breeze. Qian San simply took a deep breath and felt his spiritual energy, which he had consumed in the past few days due to practicing the Zheng Fu Yu Sword Technique, instantly recover.

"This...this is a soul bone?" Qian San gasped, staring carefully at the object in his father's hand.

"To be precise, this is the head soul bone of a Saint White Nine Luminaries Illusionary Butterfly with 190,000 years of cultivation," Qian Xunji said calmly.

"This illusionary butterfly is not good at physical combat, but its mental power is terrifying. It can even create an illusion that can trap a peerless Douluo. Your soul skill combination is already very good, but if you want to construct more complex weapons, you need terrifying mental power to support it. Even if you have that strange eye technique, it is still too weak."

Qian Xunji handed the soul bone to Qian San: "This head soul bone can give your spiritual power a qualitative leap. It is priceless to you."

Qian San was completely stunned.

190,000 years? A head-shaped soul bone?

"Gulp." Qian San swallowed hard, his eyes instantly reddening. He didn't reach out to take it, but instead stammered and took a step back:

"Dad...Dad, this...this is too precious! You...you should use it yourself! This level of soul bone can only be truly effective on you!"

Qian Xunji felt a warmth in his heart when he saw his son like this, but on the surface he glared at him and scolded him irritably, "Stop talking nonsense! I've already absorbed it all."

"I absorbed that six-winged angel head soul bone that my sect inherited eight hundred years ago. A person only has one head, how am I supposed to absorb a second one? Are you suggesting I tie it to my butt?"

Qian Xunji grabbed Qian San's hand and forcefully stuffed the soul bone into his arms, his tone brooking no argument:

"Stop being so dramatic! This stuff was risked my life to get, if you don't take it, who will? Hurry up, sit cross-legged, I'll protect you."

Qian San tightly hugged the warm soul bone, feeling the immense spiritual power emanating from it. Looking at his father's seemingly disdainful but actually doting gaze, two streams of hot tears could no longer be held back and rolled down his cheeks.

In his past life in the Tang Sect, fellow disciples schemed and fought each other for profit, even for a tattered manual, they would fight to the death. But in this life, his father unhesitatingly placed a treasure powerful enough to drive the entire continent mad into his hands. This profound paternal love was ten thousand times heavier than a soul bone from 190,000 years ago.

"Thank you, Dad..." Qian San choked back tears, wiped them away, and stopped refusing. He solemnly sat down cross-legged, placed the head of the Holy White Nine Luminaries Illusionary Butterfly on his forehead, slowly closed his eyes, and began to circulate the Mysterious Heaven Technique.

In an instant, the soul bone transformed into a pure white liquid, flowing along Qian San's brow and gradually seeping into his spiritual sea.

A massive white spiritual force surged like a tsunami in his sea of ​​consciousness. Qian San gritted his teeth and desperately guarded the last vestige of clarity in his mind. The internal force of the Xuan Tian Gong and the spiritual force merged together, gradually eroding and dissipating this massive external force.

Qian Xunji stood to the side, his fingertips radiating a soft golden holy light, ready to step in and stabilize his son's sea of ​​consciousness if he could not hold on any longer.

Time passed by, second by second.

The chill in the woods was gradually dispelled by the pre-dawn breeze, and two hours passed quietly.

"Buzz—"

A tangible purple-gold light shot out from Qian San's eyes like a sharp sword, shooting more than three feet long before slowly dissipating in the air. Under the nourishment of this 190,000-year-old soul bone, Qian San's Purple Demon Eyes had actually crossed the Microscopic Realm and directly reached the Mustard Seed Realm!

It wasn't just a transformation in his mental strength; Qian San's soul power also erupted at this moment.

Level 40!

Qian San felt the vast sea of ​​spiritual consciousness in his mind, and his whole body trembled slightly with excitement.

"How are you feeling?" Chihiro asked with a smile.

"Dad, this is incredible!" Qian San suddenly stood up.

"I feel like several parts of my brain are working together right now. This soul bone has boosted my soul power to level 40, and I actually have two soul skills!"

"Oh? Tell me about it." Qian Xunji's eyes were full of admiration.

Qian San excitedly held up two fingers:

"The first skill is called [Nine Luminaries Divine Net]. It's a detection skill that combines passive and active abilities. My mental power can instantly cover a radius of one kilometer. Within this range, everything that happens, even the slightest movement, will be presented to my mind at an absolutely slowed-down speed, leaving no blind spots!"

Qian Xunji nodded. This skill was practically tailor-made for Tang Sect's hidden weapons. It was somewhat like Huo Gua's mental detection. With this 360-degree radar and dynamic vision slowdown, it would be an extremely powerful aid in both combat and the creation of hidden weapons.

"And the second one?"

"The second skill is called [Illusory Heart Multi-Thread]!"

"This is a clever multi-point control technique! After activating this skill, my mental energy can instantly split into dozens of independent parts, each of which can precisely control an object."

It's somewhat similar to the distraction control method of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, or the Seven Treasure Overlord School, but it seems to be far more effective at present.

For the demonstration, Qian San directly activated his first soul skill.

A large mass of blue-silver liquid metal surged from his palm. Then, under the control of [Phantom Heart Multi-Thread], the metal instantly exploded into dozens of tiny parts in mid-air: gears, springs, slots, mechanisms... The metal parts seemed to have a life of their own in mid-air, rapidly combining and piecing together.

In just two seconds, a fully-made Zhuge Divine Crossbow, with its exquisite craftsmanship and gleaming cold metallic luster, floated in mid-air in front of Qian San!

"With this Soul Bone skill, my liquid metal is no longer limited to simple swords. As long as I have the blueprint in my mind, I can instantly use my mental power to process dozens, or even hundreds, of parts and assemble any complex hidden weapon out of thin air!" Qian San was so excited that tears were about to fall.

Hidden weapons could even be considered his faith. This soul skill allowed him to easily create all kinds of hidden weapons, and he couldn't even think of any other soul skill that would be more suitable for him.