Heaven Dou Royal Academy, in a tightly sealed house near a stream.
A stunningly beautiful girl with long, golden hair reaching her waist, fair skin, and slightly elongated golden phoenix eyes, her exquisite features still showing a hint of youthful innocence, pushed a bright red, exquisitely translucent crystal, about the size of a basketball, towards Lin Yu from the table.
"I don't need this, it's yours!"
The bright red crystal was pushed directly in front of Lin Yu, and before he could say anything, Qian Renxue took out a dark lead box, about 1.5 meters long, from her soul tool.
Then, Qian Renxue smiled slightly and handed the dark lead box to Lin Yu, explaining, "I've already reported the effects of the whale glue to Grandpa, and he replied that your contribution was significant. This is your reward."
Lin Yu took the dark lead box from Qian Renxue, thanked her, and eagerly opened it.
Having read the original novel, Lin Yu naturally understood the purpose of these lead boxes—to preserve soul bones. However, he didn't understand what kind of soul bone it was, given its exceptional length.
He hadn't expected Qian Daoliu to be so generous, but then he realized that Qian Renxue had increased the age of her soul rings by at least three thousand years by absorbing whale glue, giving the Spirit Hall a new secret technique, so it didn't matter.
Despite Qian Daoliu's strictness towards Qian Renxue, he was ultimately a doting granddaughter, his affection for her merely an obsession.
As a divine servant, he could never surpass his nemesis Tang Chen, so he could only hope that Qian Renxue could reach level 100 and
become a god, thus surpassing his old rival. Simply put, Qian Daoliu's love for Qian Renxue was more like the hopes Lin Yu's parents had for their children in his previous life.
Therefore, he was naturally generous to any mentors or friends who could help Qian Renxue achieve godhood.
As the heavy lead box opened, a chilling glint flashed, revealing a four-foot-two-inch longsword, its body bluish-green, its blade gleaming like frost, subtly connected to Lin Yu's martial soul.
"This is..."
"Little Yu'er, you're really lucky. This is Grandpa's private collection, the rarest external soul bone produced by a 30,000-year-old Emerald Demon Bird, and the most precious weapon-type soul bone at that.
Originally, Grandpa planned to find you a torso bone or skull over 50,000 years old from the Spirit Hall, but after hearing your martial soul is an Emerald Demon Bird, I brought out this private collection!
Of course, I put in a good word for you with Grandpa, aren't you going to thank me?"
Qian Renxue blinked her long, golden phoenix eyes, speaking with a hint of amusement.
The surprise was so sudden that Lin Yu hadn't expected it. An external soul bone identical to his martial soul—this was far more compatible than that woman's or Tang Buddha's.
After calming his excitement, Lin Yu's still somewhat youthful and handsome face became much more serious. He bowed deeply (not kneeling) to Qian Renxue sitting opposite him, saying, "Lin Yu thanks you, Young Master!"
Qian Renxue helped Lin Yu up. "Alright, alright, it's good that you know how good I am. Put the things away first, let's get down to business. Have you prepared the things?"
After putting away the soul bone and the unknown crystal he found in the Blazing Phoenix Cave, Lin Yu casually took out a rather exquisite dark-colored bottle. "Once the bottle is opened, the solution inside will automatically evaporate. It's colorless and odorless. Anyone who inhales it will die without realizing it, without even knowing how they died."
As Lin Yu casually said this, Qian Renxue, who was about to finish tugging at him, froze, her fair hand slowly lowering it.
Immediately, the already somewhat turbulent Feng Ying rippled again, and her slightly slender golden phoenix eyes glared at Lin Yu with annoyance, "How can you be so vicious!"
Hearing this, Lin Yu was stunned for a moment, but then revealed an innocent look, "Isn't it what you asked for, Young Master? To kill without leaving a trace, I just made it according to your requirements."
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"...This is the last time!"
Carefully placing the dark bottle into a jade box, Qian Renxue snorted and said this before using her soul bone to transform into the image of Xue Qinghe and storming off from Lin Yu's residence.
Watching Qian Renxue leave, Lin Yu finally understood what the orphanage director had told him years ago: a woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea; women of all ages are the same—their expressions can change in an instant.
Of course, Lin Yu only thought this to himself; who knew if those two old buddies, She Long and Ci Xue, would be hiding here, trying to find fault with him and tattle on him to Qian Renxue.
Since Lin Yu had just returned in the morning and didn't have to go to class, he was in a good mood and planned to refine the Qing Shuang that the Grand Elder had given him as soon as possible.
In his previous life, Lin Yu was just like any other boy, dreaming of being a chivalrous hero, carrying a sword, drinking wine, and galloping through the martial world.
As a child, he wreaked havoc on the roadside with a wooden stick, even cutting down someone's garden. The old headmaster, wielding a broom handle, taught him a lesson: no matter how skilled you are, it can't outweigh the cost of paying compensation…
Just as Lin Yu was refining Qing Shuang, Qian Renxue entrusted the item to She Long, the best beam-riding martial artist.
(She Long: What's beam-riding martial arts?)
With fluid movements, She Long quickly reached the residence of the Third Prince, Xue Haicang.
At this moment, Xue Haicang was in a very bad mood. Not only had Dai Yunhao, who was chasing Xue Qinghe, not returned, but he had also been heavily suppressed by Xue Luochuan recently.
The key issue was his background; his mother was a member of the Star Luo royal family, putting him at a natural disadvantage when facing Xue Luochuan.
Most of the officials in the court also favored Xue Luochuan, whose maternal family was a noble family of the Heaven Dou Empire.
Frustrated and resentful, he truly wanted his uncle, Dai Yunhao, who had been expelled from the Star Luo royal family, to directly assassinate Xue Luochuan.
His rage intensified, and he drove out almost all the servants from his mansion.
After placing the small black bottle aside, She Long used his soul power to seal his breath; with his cultivation, holding his breath for half an hour was no problem for him.
However, Xue Haicang, unaware and unable to smell the poison, unknowingly absorbed the evaporating medicine from the black bottle.
Within fifteen minutes, Xue Haicang suddenly felt extremely unwell, unable to breathe, his meridians constricted. He cried out for help, but no one paid him any attention.
What a joke! She Long was a killer; he wouldn't make such a basic mistake. The hall where Xue Haicang was located had already been sealed off by his soul power.
The poison took effect in just a few breaths, and Xue Haicang completely lost his life. She Long then put away the black bottle and quietly left.
It is foreseeable that Xue Haicang, as the Third Prince, will cause countless waves with his death.
The one most troubled will be Xue Luochuan, after all, he has been targeting Xue Haicang recently, and unless he is willing to commit suicide to atone for his sins, he will have no way to explain himself.
(End of Chapter)