The Soul Bone from the Mystic Sea Glazed Beast

Chapter 2 The Soul Bone from the Mystic Sea Glazed Beast (Please add to your favorites and vote for it)

My consciousness was fragmented for a full day and night.

The immense exertion and extreme fatigue caused Shen Hanyu to fall into a deep sleep, which lasted for an entire day.

I felt much better after waking up. Although I was still a little tired, it was nothing serious. I just needed to rest for a while longer.

The rumbling of his stomach broke the silence in the room. Shen Hanyu rubbed his empty stomach, sighed helplessly, and went downstairs to order a meal for three from the hotel.

After the waiter had spread all the food on the table, Shen Hanyu quickly shooed him out and then began to eat like a starving ghost.

After a gust of wind swept away the clouds, Shen Hanyu, rubbing his half-full stomach in a daze, reluctantly ordered another meal for two, much to the dismay of the waiter's twitching expression.

After resolving these issues, Shen Hanyu felt better, at least he had the strength back.

However, this is understandable. As a Soul Master, he needs a great deal of energy every day, so his appetite is naturally large. This is normal and nothing to be surprised about.

After taking care of these matters, Shen Hanyu took off all the clothes he hadn't changed in half a month and quickly put on another white robe.

He simply threw the soiled clothes into the trash can. With that condition, asking him to wash his own clothes is practically asking him to die.

If you have money, you should enjoy it; everything else is meaningless.

After all, you might not be able to enjoy it anymore if you run out of money...

As the saying goes, the poor play with cars, the rich play with watches, and if I have no money, I'll play with fancy things.

That's very true; almost 90% of people can't escape this rule.

Looking at the sky outside, the wind and snow were heavy, making it unsuitable to go out. Shen Hanyu took one last look at the white world outside before drawing the curtains shut.

Sitting back on the bed, Shen Hanyu took out a piece of his left arm bone, which exuded a cold aura, from his soul tool.

This left arm bone is extremely intact, exuding a powerful aura of soul power. It comes from a top-tier soul beast like the Xuanhai Glazed Beast. Even though this soul bone is only a little over ten thousand years old, it is still a rare and valuable soul bone.

After much deliberation, Shen Hanyu placed the soul bone on his left arm and began to absorb it.

Although this soul bone is indeed a bit old, it is superior in quality and craftsmanship, and since it comes from the same soul beast as his fourth soul ring, it is undoubtedly extremely suitable for him.

If this soul bone is the right arm bone, then Shen Hanyu most likely won't absorb it, because his right hand is his dominant hand for holding a gun. He must be careful when fusing soul bones. If there is a better option, he shouldn't compromise himself, since it concerns his future combat power.

If possible, he hoped that his right arm bone and torso bone could be 100,000-year-old soul bones, so that his strength could be greatly amplified and the power of his gun would be further enhanced.

Of course, the idea is wonderful, but reality is cruel. At least with his current strength, he would have some difficulty even killing a Xuanhai Liuli Beast that is a little over 10,000 years old, let alone a 100,000-year-old soul beast. He could probably start over with just one swipe of its claw.

Because of their shared origin, the process of absorbing this soul bone was very smooth and comfortable. It took Shen Hanyu about three hours to completely absorb the soul bone, and his soul power directly reached level forty-four.

The soul ring he had previously absorbed had brought his cultivation level directly to level 42, and this soul bone had also raised him by two levels. Such a rate of improvement was undeniably fast.

A Soul Master with four rings who is just a month shy of turning twelve not only has a top-tier weapon spirit, but also a top-tier configuration of yellow, purple, purple, and black spirit rings. This is unique in the world.

Shen Hanyu even had a feeling that he would level up again in this month, reaching level 45. If that were the case, he would probably advance to Soul King when he was about fourteen years old.

Cultivation is not a simple matter; there are many influencing factors. Youth and adolescence are the golden ages for cultivating soul power. Shen Hanyu felt it was somewhat meaningless to go to a so-called soul master academy at this age and waste time on those dispensable theories and common sense.

Theory without practice is never as good as practice. A year of discussion in the classroom or practice on the playground can't compare to a month of training outside. That's a fact.

For example, a master who spent his whole life researching theories might end up being a useless Soul Master.

The saying "There are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters" is true, but it depends on the person. Someone like Grandmaster is clearly not included in this category.

Shen Hanyu was too lazy to order food, so he simply finished off the remaining soul beast jerky. Then he took out the Frost Sky Spear, placed it horizontally on his lap while he was sitting cross-legged, and began his nighttime meditation.

Once a Soul Master has cultivated to a certain level, they can use meditation to replace sleep. Although fatigue will still occur, very few people are willing to waste their precious cultivation time.

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The next morning.

Shen Hanyu got up early and had a hot breakfast of soul beast meat soup and three steamed buns at the hotel restaurant. After paying for his accommodation for the next few days, he headed directly to the south of the city, where the Tianbing City carriage station was located.

Almost all the carriage drivers in the city would be there soliciting or waiting for customers. He had been in Tianbing City for more than three months and was naturally about to leave. Over the past few years, he had traveled to all the cities on the outskirts of the far north. Now he had spent almost all his money and was preparing to go home to see his parents and his cute little sister, who he estimated had already awakened her martial spirit.

Although he never had family affection in his previous life, he has it in this life, and it's complete.

This made him cherish this family bond, and from then on, he had a connection called home that bound him when he was away from home, allowing him to calmly analyze and judge things when he did them.

Shen Hanyu's father is named Shen Junhe. His martial soul is the Frost Crocodile, a type of soul beast widely distributed in the lakes and rivers of the far north. It has excellent attack and defense capabilities, which is why he was able to break through to the Soul Emperor level at the age of just over forty.

Shen Hanyu's mother is named Qin Yi. Her martial soul is an ordinary spear with only a slight water attribute. It doesn't even qualify as a high-level martial soul; at most, it's just an ordinary martial soul. She's in her thirties now, and her cultivation level is estimated to have barely reached the Soul Venerable level.

At least the reason why they gave birth to the genius Shen Hanyu and the future genius Shen Liuyu remains unknown. Perhaps it was all destined. Sometimes fate is so pleasing, arranging all good things together, but sometimes it's not all good things.

In short, fate is a difficult thing to fathom. Sometimes you think you've escaped the grasp of fate, but isn't that just another form of fate...?

(End of this chapter)