Chapter 51 Universality, the Increasingly Obsessive Angel Lady
Chapter 51 Universality, the Increasingly Obsessive Angel Lady
As we all know, the soul bones dropped by soul beasts have a direct and immediate effect on physical growth after absorption.
For example, if a Soul Master fuses with a ten-thousand-year-old Soul Bone, their physique can immediately leap to a higher level, and the number of years they can absorb Soul Rings can also be increased significantly.
However, the process of condensing one's own soul bone is gradual, requiring the soul master to spend time refining and polishing it little by little, and it cannot be rushed at all.
Of course, the benefits are also obvious. Once the tempering is successful, it will be a comprehensive and permanent improvement, and a spiritual aperture can be condensed on the soul bone to achieve a qualitative leap.
To put it simply, it's just pure numerical value!
Both have their advantages and disadvantages, but Jiang Ci'an prefers to condense his own soul bone.
After all, the soul skills within a soul beast's soul bone may fall behind the soul master's pace over time, but the numerical improvement from condensing a soul bone is real and tangible.
This is crucial for future development.
Jiang Ci'an was making plans in his mind, but his gaze unconsciously fell on the two girls talking in front of him, and his eyes paused slightly.
Although the "self-condensing soul bone" method has many advantages, it still has one significant drawback.
It has no universal applicability.
Xiao Xiao and Wang Dong'er are temporarily unable to cultivate.
After all, he himself was the experimental subject for this method, so the current version of "self-condensed soul bone" only applies to himself.
The other reason is that self-condensing a soul bone requires the soul master to have sufficiently high-quality soul power, strong control over their own soul power, and a thorough understanding of their own body...
To put it simply, you need to have strong soul power, strong mental power, and strong physical strength.
These are not things that Xiao Xiao and Dong'er currently possess.
But it's just the beginning, so let's take it slow.
……
evening.
The afterglow of the setting sun dyed the sky a gentle orange-red.
Inside the main hall of the backyard, just after finishing their meal, Wang Dong'er's blue and pink eyes were full of energy. She grabbed Xiao Xiao's hand and dragged her towards the backyard, saying something about working hard to cultivate.
Xiao Xiao stumbled as she was pulled, a hint of helplessness flashing in her emerald eyes, but she didn't break free. She just glanced at Jiang Ci'an with a slightly apologetic look, and then let her pull her towards the backyard.
Watching the two girls disappear one after the other, Jiang Ci'an looked away for a while before turning his gaze away, not wanting to disturb them further.
Influenced by Xiao Xiao and with his occasional provocations, the lazy version of Wang Dong'er has disappeared without a trace; now, she is the hardworking version.
The two encouraged each other, so they didn't have to worry about anything.
Jiang Ci'an got up and went back to his room, where he sat cross-legged on the bed.
He first closed his eyes and sensed the state of his body.
His soul power circulated smoothly, his blood and qi were stable, and the two hundred and six thousand-year-old soul bones in his body lay quietly dormant without any abnormality.
Level 29.
He has been at this level for half a month, and in about another half month, he will be able to break through level 30.
He was one step closer to his goal of becoming a Title Douluo before the age of sixteen, which he had casually set out earlier.
As is customary, he first took out a bottle of tonic from his storage soul tool, uncorked it, and tilted his head back to gulp it down.
The warm medicinal power spread throughout his body, and the "Body Tempering Technique" naturally began to operate, refining the medicinal power little by little and integrating it into his meridians, flesh and blood, and even his soul bones.
At the same time, with a thought, the "Time Control" domain that had been surrounding him changed slightly, and his own time acceleration was adjusted to thirty percent.
I'm not far from level 30, a little push won't hurt.
Everything is ready.
Jiang Ci'an closed his eyes, calmed his mind, and communicated with his martial spirit. The familiar feeling of falling came over him once again.
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Virtual world.
The First Prince's Residence in Tiandou City.
As night deepened, the entire mansion was immersed in the tranquil darkness. Apart from the lanterns carried by the patrolling guards, only a few dim lights swayed gently in the night breeze.
At this moment, the light in the eldest prince's room was still on.
Xue Qinghe stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, her hands behind her back, the moonlight outside casting a tall and elegant shadow of her figure.
She stood there quietly, looking at the night outside the window, lost in thought.
Suddenly, a tall figure appeared silently behind her.
The newcomer was dressed in dark, close-fitting clothes. He appeared to be middle-aged, with a calm face and a profound aura, clearly indicating that he possessed considerable cultivation.
He bowed slightly, his posture respectful, and his voice very low.
"Young Master, the matter has been taken care of."
Xue Qinghe did not turn around, but simply said:
"Are you sure no one has noticed?"
"I'm sure." The middle-aged man's voice was firm. "My hands and feet are clean; I haven't left any trace."
Xue Qinghe nodded slightly, without questioning.
The man behind him is the Porcupine Douluo, Ci Xue, a level 92 titled Douluo.
It's not a difficult task for a Title Douluo to assassinate a twelve-year-old Second Prince whose cultivation level has just reached the Great Soul Master stage.
It could even be said that it was a waste of talent.
But what she wanted was precisely this absolute certainty.
Xue Qinghe waved his hand, Ci Xue understood, and with a flash, disappeared silently from the study.
The study returned to quiet.
Xue Qinghe's lips curved slightly into a smile, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.
Now that the second prince is dead, her chances of becoming the crown prince have increased considerably.
Of course, the third prince still posed a slight threat to her and needed to be taken seriously. If things didn't go as she hoped, she would have to deal with him again...
She breathed a sigh of relief, feeling quite pleased, and turned to push open the bathroom door.
Hot water was already prepared, white steam filled the air, and a faint fragrance lingered in the air.
Xue Qinghe stepped into the bathroom, removing his disguise as he went.
Changes in facial features.
The handsome and gentle face that originally belonged to "Xue Qinghe" faded away like ripples on water, revealing the exquisite and holy face of a woman.
Her long hair began to change color from the roots, transforming from white to a dazzling gold, cascading down her shoulders like a waterfall, gleaming softly in the dim light of the bathroom.
As the disguise faded and the feeling of being bound became clearer, she reached out and unbuttoned her clothes, which were already too tight, tossed them aside, and then let out a long sigh of relief.
Although the disguise soul skill attached to the Angelic Armor is powerful, disguise is still disguise and cannot be maintained all the time.
Every day, in this time that belongs to her, she sheds all pretense and becomes her true self.
Even if it's just for a little while.
She stood in front of the mirror, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar face reflected in it.
Long golden hair, fair and jade-like skin, and a pair of blue eyes that looked somewhat tired.
This is the real her.
A thousand feet of snow.
She was momentarily lost in thought, but then her blue eyes quickly regained their resolve.
Open the bow without turning back the arrow.
Now that she has come to the Heaven Dou Empire and has gone to great lengths to successfully replace Xue Qinghe and become the Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, she has no reason to give up halfway.
She didn't want to go back in such a humiliating defeat; she wanted to prove herself to that woman.
Therefore... we absolutely cannot give up.
She looked at herself in the mirror, repeating the same sentence over and over in her mind, her determined gaze becoming increasingly obsessive.
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