Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul, Luo Sanpao, Allows Me to Defy Fate

Only one thought was roaring in his mind.

It wasn't for the sect, it wasn't for anyone else, it was just for myself.

To avoid feeling that helpless, manipulated feeling again!

Power, resources, evolution!

Yu Xiaoheng took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his turbulent emotions, and his mind raced.

His caravans, which spanned the continent, served not only to amass wealth and collect rare herbs, but also an even more important purpose—to gather intelligence.

Especially information about soul beasts.

A name emerges from the depths of memory.

Xi Guang Linju.

This is not a true dragon, but a strange soul beast with a faint "light attribute dragon bloodline".

Its primary attribute is light, and although the accompanying dragon might is weak, it is just right to stimulate and condense the light power of the golden holy dragon larva, which is of great benefit to its subsequent awakening of dragon attributes.

According to a secret report sent back by the caravan a month ago, they discovered a small herd of Dawnlight Steeds in the outer area on the northeast side of the Star Dou Great Forest.

They are gentle in nature, but extremely vigilant.

One of them, dating back approximately 1,400 years, was his ideal target.

Of course, its parents were also guarding the thousand-year-old unicorn.

Two, both powerful soul beasts at the 30,000-year level.

Yu Xiaoheng's thoughts did not stop for a moment.

Hunting spirit beasts was not a problem for him.

He is the young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. With just one order, all the Soul Emperors and Soul Saints in the clan will come out in full force. Let alone two 30,000-year-old Soul Beasts, they would dare to challenge even 100,000-year-old Soul Beasts.

Capturing that thousand-year-old Dawn Steed alive would be a piece of cake.

The only problem, and the most fatal one, lies within himself.

Can his body, which has just broken through to level ten, withstand the violent energy impact of the thousand-year soul ring?

In preparation for this martial soul awakening, he consumed large amounts of whale glue, Dawn Grass, and Dragon Blood Mushroom... His physical strength far surpassed that of his peers.

But is that enough?

He knew very well that a normal Soul Master only had the right to try to absorb a thousand-year Soul Ring when they reached the level of a level 30 Great Soul Master.

In the fanfiction I read in my past life, the protagonist's first spirit ring was ten thousand years old, and tens of thousands of years old were not uncommon...

Yu Xiaoheng sneered inwardly.

That's someone else's story.

He weighed his options and figured that with his body tempered by rare and precious materials, he might have a good chance of absorbing a six-hundred-year-old soul ring if he gritted his teeth and persevered.

If it goes through seven or eight hundred years, then it becomes a gamble.

As for 1400...

That's just asking for death!

That's it.

Yu Xiaoheng's eyes regained their resolve.

One must take things one step at a time.

With a sect as a backer, finding a suitable soul beast is not a difficult task.

The most urgent task right now is to take this first step firmly!

At that moment, Yu Yuanzhen's voice rang out again, drawing everyone's attention back to the venue.

"Heng'er, come here."

Yu Xiaoheng stepped forward as instructed.

Yu Yuanzhen placed his large hand on his shoulder, his tiger-like eyes filled with barely suppressed pride and satisfaction.

"My Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan never mistreats geniuses!"

His voice was booming, and every word clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

"In the name of the sect leader, I hereby declare that I shall bestow upon Yu Xiaoheng the most precious heirloom of our sect, the 100,000-year-old soul bone left behind by our ancestors—"

"Sacred Dragon Bone!"

boom--!

The moment those words were spoken, the entire training ground erupted in chaos!

"What?! A soul bone that's been around for 100,000 years?!"

"My God! Did I hear that right? It's a soul bone of the 100,000-year level!"

"The sect leader actually brought out the Sacred Dragon Bone!"

The gasps, exclamations, and murmurs blended into a deafening roar that nearly blew the roof off the training ground.

Yu Xiaoheng himself was completely stunned.

A soul bone from 100,000 years ago?

Holy Dragon Bone?

He suddenly looked up at his father, his eyes questioning.

The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan has such a profound foundation?

Yu Yuanzhen nodded heavily at him and explained kindly.

"The Sacred Dragon Bone is a piece of right arm bone left behind by a predecessor who awakened the Golden Sacred Dragon Martial Soul."

"It's not just a 100,000-year age limit; it also contains a trace of spiritual will and a wisp of pure soul power left behind when our ancestor passed away. It's not simply a soul bone produced by a soul beast."

"Therefore, absorbing such a soul bone requires the consent of the ancestor's will."

"However... if even you can't absorb it, who else in my Blue Lightning faction can refine it?"

Is it really 100,000 years?

even……

Even stronger than 100,000 years?

The gloom that had been hanging over Yu Xiaoheng because of Qian Xunji was mostly dispelled by this sudden surprise, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily twitched.

In a great mood!

Before long, an elder took out a jade box.

Its brilliance shone brightly.

"Young Master Heng, a 100,000-year-old soul bone is extraordinary. Don't rush to absorb it."

"However, wearing this sacred dragon bone should also help your cultivation."

Yu Xiaoheng was stunned for a moment, then took out the crystal-clear soul bone from the box and sensed the enormous energy within it, momentarily lost in thought.

Not long ago, he had to put a lot of effort into even a single herb.

Now, a treasure rarely seen on the entire continent has fallen into our hands!

Taking advantage of the situation, Yu Xiaoheng put the soul bone into the clothes on his chest, and sure enough, a warm aura flowed into his body.

As for absorption, it naturally requires careful planning. A 100,000-year-old soul bone requires at least a level 50 Soul King to absorb reliably. Even if one has an exceptional physique, one would still need to be around level 40.

……

At the same time, a series of sounds came from the air.

"The sect leader is wise!"

"Young Master is a man of extraordinary talent; he deserves this reward!"

"That's right! Only by bestowing the Sacred Dragon Bone upon the young master can our sect's prestige be further enhanced!"

None of the elders in the sect raised any objections; instead, they all looked at each other with an air of self-righteousness, stroking their beards and nodding, their faces full of agreement.

An elder with white hair and beard sighed with regret.

"It's a pity that most of the soul bones passed down in the clan have been absorbed by the clan's powerful members over the years."

"Besides this 100,000-year-old sacred dragon bone, there are only four 10,000-year-old soul bones left."

"Otherwise, we must find a complete set for the young master to make this a perfect ending!"

These words further aroused the surrounding disciples.

In their view, everything in the sect would belong to this young master in the future.

"Congratulations, young master!"

"Young Master is mighty!"

The applause and praise rose again, louder and louder than ever.

Ning Zhenyuan nodded with a smile from his seat in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Tang Wei of the Haotian Sect, though smiling, was actually feeling quite uneasy inside.

He believed he had spared no effort in raising his son Tang Hao, but compared to the efforts of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan...

Ultimately, it fell short.

Of course... Tang Hao may not be as worthy of investment as Yu Xiaoheng.

Just as the atmosphere reached its peak, a suppressed gasp suddenly came from the crowd.

"Miss Erlong!"

"Miss Erlong, what's wrong?"

Chapter 26 Burning Liu Erlong's Life? Yu Xiaoheng's Decision