Chapter 62: The Second Soul Ring's Year Limit Shocks the Entire Group?
"Good stuff!"
Lin Yuan praised inwardly.
Immediately afterward, while digging, Lin Yuan began writing in his diary.
It had been almost two years since he first obtained the diary, yet very little of its content involved Ah Yin.
What little there was before had merely been the tip of the iceberg.
He had deliberately saved the rest for now. Even if it meant adding a bit of conspiracy theory flavor, he wanted Ah Yin to clearly understand one thing: continuing to stay with Tang Hao was absolutely not a good match.
And since he already knew that Ah Yin possessed a diary copy, he naturally intended to gradually guide her into developing resentment toward Tang Hao before harvesting a wave of goodwill himself.
After all, his system was a writing system. For certain objectives, it was perfectly acceptable to sprinkle in some personal speculation—why not stir the waters a little?
Although he had no interest in "watering the grass," once Ah Yin re-transformed into human form, it was still something worth looking forward to.
After all, she was one of the rare few "wives" in the Douluo world!
Moreover, once Ah Yin reformed her human body, it would be a brand-new one.
A factory-fresh married woman with that unmistakable mature charm—marvelous!
Lin Yuan was well aware that when it came to winning over a traditional "wife" like Ah Yin, brute force was utterly useless. What he needed was not coercion but a complete psychological collapse of her trust in Tang Hao—only by dismantling that belief at its very foundation could he truly succeed.
Even conspiracy theories—so long as the logic was airtight—became truth!
[Heh, spent a bit of time, but relying on scenes from my memory, I finally found the place where Tang Hao planted Ah Yin and hid the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone.]
[Although this hundred-thousand-year soul bone isn't a perfect match for my attributes—I'm a power-attack system soul master, while it's an auxiliary healing system—]
[At this stage, its value is immeasurable.]
[Besides, in a short while, Xiao Wu and I will be leaving Nuoding Academy for the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.]
[It's a long journey, and we'll be passing by the Star Dou Forest anyway, making it the perfect opportunity to obtain a suitable second soul ring for myself.]
[Although fusing this soul bone won't greatly increase soul power directly (it does help somewhat when stuck at a bottleneck), it can drastically enhance my physique!]
[With nourishment from a hundred-thousand-year soul bone, combined with my training over the past year,]
[My second soul ring might be worth considering at five thousand years… or even higher!]
Here, Lin Yuan was lying.
After all, he had already been consuming whale rubber for over a year.
With his current physique, even without fusing the Blue Silver Emperor soul bone, absorbing a five-thousand-year soul ring would certainly be possible.
And once he fused the Blue Silver Emperor soul bone, his physique would inevitably rise yet another level.
Naturally, when Xiao Wu saw this entry, she merely pouted.
As for the effects of whale rubber, she hadn't mentioned them in the chat group, and Lin Yuan certainly wouldn't write about them in his diary either.
That was their secret.
At this moment, within Nuoding Academy.
Xiao Wu read the diary entry and muttered to herself,
"What a pity… Brother's mental power probably hasn't reached Soul King level yet. Otherwise, maybe his second soul ring could even be considered ten thousand years old."
Over the past year and a half, Lin Yuan had felt that Xiao Wu calling him by name was a bit too distant.
So he directly copied Tang San's approach and had Xiao Wu acknowledge him as her sworn elder brother.
Calling him "Brother" felt much closer.
And after the whale rubber incident, Xiao Wu naturally didn't object at all—if anything, she shyly called him "Brother Lin Yuan."
To Lin Yuan, Xiao Wu was now a sworn younger sister.
As for the future…
She'd still be his sworn younger sister.
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At this moment, inside the diary chat group.
The girls, who had still been in shock over Ah Yin's "home being stolen," had their attention instantly hijacked by the words "five-thousand-year second soul ring."
The entire chat group exploded.
[Seven-Treasure Little Rich Lady: ???]
[Seven-Treasure Little Rich Lady: Am I seeing this right? Five thousand years?!]
[Seven-Treasure Little Rich Lady: I didn't read many books, don't lie to me! Besides Pope Bibi Dong, who's ever had a thousand-year second soul ring?!]
[Seven-Treasure Little Rich Lady: And Lin Yuan actually wants to absorb a five-thousand-year soul ring? Is he tired of living? Wouldn't that make him explode on the spot?!]
[I Want to Live Past Thirty: A madman! He's absolutely insane!]
[I Want to Live Past Thirty: My grandfather is a Titled Douluo—his second soul ring was only seven hundred years old! And this guy dares to aim for five thousand?!]
[I Want to Live Past Thirty: Even if his physique is strong, this leap is way too outrageous!]
[I Don't Like Men: … (silent)]
Inside the Crown Prince's Manor, Qian Renxue stared at the diary, a hint of solemnity flashing across her golden eyes.
She herself possessed a god-level martial soul and had been born with rank 20 innate soul power. Even so, her second soul ring had only been a little over eight hundred years old.
Even if fusing a hundred-thousand-year soul bone could strengthen one's physique, could it really allow such a massive leap?
As the young lady of the Spirit Hall, she was well-versed in soul bone fusion principles.
Fusing a hundred-thousand-year soul bone didn't mean a soul master would gain the physique needed to withstand a hundred-thousand-year soul ring.
Soul bones and soul rings were fundamentally different.
To most soul masters, soul bones were primarily seen as a means of obtaining an additional skill.
Beyond that, high-quality soul bones could raise a soul master's upper limits.
Especially hundred-thousand-year soul bones!
This was why soul masters were so desperately eager for them—not just because of the two hundred-thousand-year soul skills, but also because of the ceiling they raised.
For example, a Titled Douluo stuck at rank ninety-five might directly break through to rank ninety-six after absorbing a hundred-thousand-year soul bone!
[Supreme Pope: Hmph. An ignorant brat who doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth.]
[Supreme Pope: Although a hundred-thousand-year soul bone can indeed greatly enhance one's physique, crossing such an enormous year gap is still a gamble with one's life.]
[Supreme Pope: However… if he truly succeeds,]
[Supreme Pope: Then his future will likely surpass that of all Titled Douluo.]
Though Bibi Dong spoke with disdain, deep inside, she couldn't help but feel a trace of wariness—and… anticipation.
Inside the waterfall cave.
Lin Yuan had no idea about the shock rocking the group. He was busy launching the next round of psychological warfare, directly striking at Ah Yin's weak point.
[But just look at this surrounding environment.]
[Dark, damp, cut off from the sun—Tang Hao, that old bastard, really isn't human.]
[He actually planted Ah Yin in a godforsaken place like this!]
[As the Blue Silver Emperor, the sovereign of plant-type beings, what does she need most? Sunlight! Vitality! The nourishment of her people!]
[Compared to this place, why didn't he send Ah Yin back to the Blue Silver Clan's ancestral land?]
[There are countless Blue Silver Grasses there, containing the purest life energy of the entire clan.]
[If Ah Yin returned to the ancestral land—even if only as a single seed—]
[Relying on the feedback of thousands upon thousands of her subjects, and that massive reserve of energy she once left behind there to awaken Tang San's bloodline,]
[Her recovery speed would be at least a hundred times faster than it is now—maybe even a thousand times!]
[How could she possibly still be under a hundred years of cultivation after five or six years otherwise?]
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