Chapter 286: Continuing Benefits
Du Bushi felt the powerful energy surging wildly inside his body, as if a blazing flame burned endlessly within his chest.
He slowly stretched his limbs, calming his turbulent emotions.
The shock of breaking through to the Quasi-God realm had not yet subsided when Ling Yun's next words resounded like thunder in his ears.
"Perhaps you are all unaware—the mystery of the Wu Tribe's Blessing does not end there."
Her clear, resonant voice carried effortlessly throughout the hall, capturing everyone's attention.
"It is not a one-time burst of strength, but rather a lasting favor—an ongoing blessing bestowed by the Wu Tribe. The one who acquires it will experience accelerated cultivation and enhanced physical fortitude over time, until the blessing's power fully dissipates."
"What you saw just now was merely the beginning."
As her words fell, gasps echoed through the crowd once more.
Zhongli Wu's fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
He had thought Du Bushi's breakthrough was just luck. Only now did he understand the magnitude of the opportunity he had carelessly let slip away.
Continuous enhancement to cultivation speed?
That meant Du Bushi's Quasi-God level was far from his peak. In time, he might actually reach the divine threshold itself!
Zhongli Wu had spent decades searching for a path to godhood, yet this old man had stumbled directly upon it.
The realization filled him with resentment and dread.
The Holy Spirit Cult had delayed enacting its plans, wary of the growing number of strong individuals in Douluo Continent.
And now Du Bushi's strength surpassed their three Ultimate Douluos.
The prospect of reaching the Quasi-God level felt further away than ever. Should they take too long, Du Bushi's newfound power could easily become a nightmare for them.
Zhongli Wu sank into deep thought.
Their strategy had to change.
Future Starry Auction events would only produce more powerhouses.
To secure their position, the Holy Spirit Cult had to cultivate or create a true god-level being, no matter the cost.
Resolute determination filled his heart. From now on, they would seize every available resource across the continent and claim every treasure the Pavilion offered.
Otherwise, who knew when the Holy Spirit Cult would ever give birth to a deity of its own?
Long Xiaoyao stared at Du Bushi with a complex expression, a new wave of astonishment swelling within him.
He had spent decades struggling just to reach the second stage of Ultimate Douluo—and Du Bushi had not only vaulted straight to the Quasi-God realm but would continue to grow stronger over time.
The difference between them was immeasurable.
"This Wu Tribe's Blessing is far greater than I imagined," Du Bushi muttered, awe flashing in his eyes.
He glanced at the faint blood-red lines lingering on his palm and smiled in satisfaction. The gold soul coins had been worth every last coin.
Crossing two stages to reach the Quasi-God realm had already seemed like a miracle, but now he realized—it was merely the appetizer to an even greater feast.
If this blessing's power could one day help him touch godhood…
His breathing quickened, the crimson light in his eyes flaring with excitement.
"This could become troublesome," Elder Xuan murmured gravely.
Both he and Mu En were equally stunned—and secretly regretful. Though the blessing perfectly suited physically powerful cultivators, even as Ultimate Douluos, their bodies had long surpassed ordinary limits.
If they had obtained it, the benefits might not have matched Du Bushi's, but it still would have been an incredible opportunity to propel them toward the divine.
Letting such a treasure slip through their grasp and fall into the hands of their old rival, the Body Sect, filled them with frustration.
But regret no longer mattered. Perhaps future auctions would reveal another chance like this—and when that day came, they vowed to seize it, even if it meant spending Shrek Academy's entire fortune.
Nothing would be worth more than producing an actual god.
Meanwhile, Ling Yun's faintly smiling voice once again filled the hall.
"Now that the previous item has concluded, let us move on to the next. I assure you, this one too will greatly enhance a soul master's power."
"Let's see which among you has the destiny to claim it."
With a wave of her hand, the crimson light receded, replaced by a dim violet glow.
Hovering in midair before everyone was a massive soul bone—dark purple in hue, covered with golden flowing runes that shimmered like living dragons. A frigid, dreadful aura emanated from it.
"This next item should intrigue everyone even more," Ling Yun said with a mysterious tone. "A thirty-thousand-year ferocious beast soul bone—the Torso Bone of the Nether Devouring Soul Dragon."
"Thirty-thousand years?!"
The hall instantly erupted.
One elderly soul master shot to his feet, eyes wide with disbelief. "Impossible! The Douluo Continent has never produced a thirty-thousand-year soul bone! How could a beast of that level have been slain?"
"Exactly! Every ferocious beast that powerful resides deep within the Star Dou Forest. No news has ever emerged of such a creature being hunted!"
Ling Yun simply smiled. "This soul bone comes from the Nether Devouring Soul Dragon. Its scales were a deep violet, its horns wreathed in ghostly flame, and it fed upon souls themselves."
She lightly tapped the hovering bone. "It holds two major abilities. The first—Nether Soul Devouring Domain, which forcibly extracts souls within a kilometer radius and converts them into soul fire for attack and defense. The second—Ten Thousand Souls Dragon Transformation, which consumes fifty percent of one's soul power to summon a spectral dragon avatar, increasing all attributes by one hundred and fifty percent and granting access to Soul-Devouring Claws and Nether Dragon Breath."
Hearing this, the ferocious beasts of the Star Dou Forest darkened their gazes with cold hostility.
They didn't know where the Starry Auction Pavilion had acquired such a bone—but after learning of its origin, their anger eased slightly.
A species long extinct for tens of thousands of years could not be wronged.
If the soul bone was an ancient relic, it would not harm their current kin.
Still, they silently vowed that if any modern soul beast were ever killed and displayed like this, no human force would escape their wrath.
After all, one of their strongest beasts dying would be a heavy blow to their plan to one day invade the Divine Realm.
As Ling Yun's words faded, Elder Xuan's eyes blazed with light.
He leaned toward Mu En and whispered, "Elder Mu, we cannot let this torso bone slip away! Even Shrek Academy has never held a thirty-thousand-year soul bone before."
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