The next morning, sunlight filtered through the energy mist above the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well valley, scattering dappled light across the ground.
Yu Qing carefully examined Dugu Bo's condition. After confirming the poison core was completely stable and posed no danger of backlash, he finally relaxed. He clapped Dugu Bo on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Old Poison, congratulations on your complete freedom. From now on, the Jade Phosphor Serpent poison will be the sharpest blade in your hand, not a sword hanging over your head."
Sensing the docile yet formidable poison core within him, Dugu Bo's face lit with unprecedented ease and joy. He nodded emphatically. "Thank you! I'll remember this debt of rebirth for the rest of my life!"
Yu Qing considered for a moment, then added, "The energy at the depths of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well is violent, but after my adjustments, the outer area is relatively gentle. The extreme heat and cold might temper your poison core further and even increase its potency. When you Cultivate, spend more time here."
At those words, Dugu Bo's green eyes flashed like an explorer who'd just discovered a new continent. "Oh? Such benefits exist? Excellent! From now on I'll move my training ground right here! Perhaps my Jade Phosphor poison can truly rise another level!" His pursuit of power had never ceased.
Yu Qing smiled faintly and brushed his storage bracelet. The next instant, an irregular object appeared in his hand—pale-green, glowing faintly, like some beast's spinal bone, radiating astonishing toxicity and energy.
"This is… a Spirit Bone?!" Dugu Bo's pupils contracted; he recognized it instantly, and from the energy fluctuations its age was definitely not low.
"Mm," Yu Qing nodded. "This is a torso Spirit Bone from a seventy-thousand-year Emerald Nether Soul-Devouring Python. Viciously toxic, it also carries a trace of mental force erosion. Useless to me, but perfectly suited to you. Absorbing it should give your strength another leap."
Dugu Bo stared at the high-level Spirit Bone that matched his Spirit's attributes so perfectly, his breathing quickening. A seventy-thousand-year poison-attribute Spirit Bone! This was a treasure every poison-attribute Spirit Master dreamed of—its value far exceeding many hundred-thousand-year Spirit Bones.
He lifted his gaze, eyes complex, voice hoarse. "Madman Ye… you brat… treating me so well—removing the backlash, gifting a Spirit Bone—you're determined to tie me completely to your chariot and make me fight for you!"
Yu Qing laughed openly, admitting without hesitation, "Of course! You're my Yin Yang Sect's vice sect master, my right arm! The stronger you are, the steadier the sect stands! Besides," he added with a wink, "you eat my food, live in my house, use my Cultivation Technique, take my Spirit Bone—Old Poison, where could you possibly run? Stick with me from now on!"
Looking at Yu Qing's teasing eyes, the last barrier in Dugu Bo's heart quietly melted. He drew a deep breath, said nothing sentimental, simply nodded firmly and took the heavy Emerald Nether torso bone. Everything was understood without words.
Yu Qing believed that after absorbing this Spirit Bone, Dugu Bo's strength would soar, his future limitless. And their bond would become unbreakable, without the slightest rift.
The two left the spring and returned to the living area.
Yu Qing first went to his "grave-house," attentively visiting Duan Xin and Zi Ruyi. Seeing their increasingly rounded bellies and feeling the vigorous life growing within, he was filled with indescribable excitement and anticipation.
He gently caressed their stomachs, spoke tender words, and shared the joy of Dugu Bo's resolved backlash.
Afterward, he checked Ling Xin and Ling Mou's training progress. The two girls advanced astonishingly fast; their spirit power had reached the nineteenth-level Bottleneck, and their Physique—tempered by Yu Qing's medicinal baths and Cultivation Technique—far outstripped peers, rivaling Spirit Elders.
Yu Qing planned that once they broke through to level twenty, they would absorb a piece of ten-thousand-year whale resin to strengthen their bodies, ensuring their second spirit ring's age reached at least two thousand years.
That evening, after listening to Father Zi's report on the Yin Yang Sect's recent developments and resource allocation, Yu Qing returned to his main house.
He had just pushed open the door when a purple figure darted out like a startled rabbit and crashed right into him.
"Fox Consort?" Yu Qing blinked, finding the gorgeous fox girl in his arms, cheeks flushed, gaze evasive.
Before he could react, A Rou inside poked her head out cheerfully and dragged the fleeing Fox Consort back in. "Come in and now you want to run? Fox Consort, tonight you're helping me share the firepower! My husband… is too fierce for me alone~"
"Wuu… damn A Rou! Let me go! I… I don't want to be your fire-sharing object! Enjoy it yourself!" Fox Consort struggled in shame and panic, her appearance utterly enticing.
"Heh! Not up to you~" A Rou grinned wickedly and, while Yu Qing was still bewildered, slammed the door shut with a "bang," setting a soundproof barrier— "Hey! Wait! I haven't—" Yu Qing's protest was cut off completely.
"A Qing…" A Rou rested a moment, then sat up with effort, looking at Yu Qing's "kidney-deficit" face and suddenly giggled, eyes teasing. "Now I finally understand…"
Yu Qing rolled his eyes. "Oh? Finally let go? Not shy anymore?"
A Rou's pretty face reddened, but she insisted, "Th-this isn't letting go! It's… strategic! To help my husband Cultivate better! Yes, that's it!"
Seeing her stubborn denial, Yu Qing laughed and shook his head, too lazy to expose her.
A Rou rested a little longer, then stood up and left the room on unsteady legs, throwing Yu Qing a "you know what I mean" look before she went.
Only then did Yu Qing turn to Fox Consort, who was still lying on the bed in a state of shock. He walked over and asked with mingled amusement and concern, "Hey, are you all right?"
Fox Consort forced her eyes open a slit, glared at him, and croaked, "You… aren't you going to control her?! She… she's practically a hooligan!"
Yu Qing shrugged helplessly, wearing an "I can't do anything about it" expression. "To me this seems like a good thing—why would I stop it?"
"Beast!" Fox Consort cursed in fury. She tried to roll away from him, but her aching body refused to obey; all she could do was grind her teeth and mutter, "Scoundrel! Damn rabbit!"
Yu Qing chuckled, climbed onto the bed, and drew her soft, boneless body into his arms. "Your mouth says no, but your body's honest—and now it's time for our Dual Cultivation."
At his words Fox Consort's cheeks flamed crimson. She shut her eyes in mortification, buried her face against his chest, and refused to lift her head again.
Still, she struggled upright, pressed her palms to his, and began Dual Cultivation in Yin Yang Conjunction.
When the session ended, Fox Consort hugged Yu Qing contentedly and wouldn't let go.
Yu Qing let her cling to him, closed his own eyes, and sent his consciousness deep into his sea of consciousness.
He called up the System interface. Seeing that his "hard work" and daily accumulation had pushed his yin yang points past the three-hundred-thousand mark again, the corner of his mouth curved in satisfaction.
"Time to test my luck," he murmured, and opened the System Mall.
Whoosh—rows upon rows of item icons refreshed.
Spirit Bones, rare herbs, special Ores, high-grade Medicinal Pills… the variety was huge, but most of it wasn't urgently needed. Yu Qing wasn't picky; with a sweep of his hand he bought every item that caught his eye, swelling the Yin Yang Sect's reserves.
After four refreshes and a hefty expenditure of yin yang points, two things at last made his eyes light up:
An eight-thousand-year spirit ring—glimmering with dim light and taken from a Holy-pattern Shadow Leopard—and a spirit source.
"Not bad! That makes eight spirit sources in total." Satisfied, he stowed the two items in his System space. He still had roughly two hundred thousand yin yang points left.
"One last refresh…" Yu Qing drew a deep breath, eyes blazing as he pressed the fifth refresh button.
The merchandise list changed instantly.
When the icon and description of the first item appeared, Yu Qing's breath caught, his eyes slowly widened, and his pupils blazed with incredulous light!
[god-bestowed spirit ring]: A perfect spirit ring condensed from supreme divine force. No Spirit Beast need be slain; after absorption its age will rise to the very limit the user's Physique and mental force can bear! Price: 200,000 yin yang points!
"A god-bestowed spirit ring!" His heart pounded. Without hesitation he bought the milky-white, radiantly sacred orb.
Watching the flawless white sphere—brimming with vast divine force and limitless potential—hover quietly in his System space, Yu Qing struggled to calm his excitement.
His second Spirit, black star sinking abyss, currently bore only a single five-hundred-thousand-year ring fused from the Thousand Jun Ant Emperor; the slot for a second spirit ring had remained empty.
This god-bestowed spirit ring was the perfect solution: it would scale to the maximum he could endure and reach an ideal level!
"Excellent—my second spirit ring is finally settled!" Suppressing the urge to absorb it at once, he withdrew from his sea of consciousness.
He glanced at the sleeping Fox Consort beside him, smiled tenderly, then composed himself and began refining the vast tide of Yin-Yang Power accumulated through the night's "fierce battles," adjusting his condition to perfection for tomorrow's absorption of the god-bestowed spirit ring… The next morning Yu Qing rose, Spirit exuberant.
He summoned Duan Xin, Zi Ruyi, A Rou, Fox Consort, and Dugu Bo to his study.
The five gathered, faces full of curiosity and puzzlement.
"Madman Ye, why call us all here so suddenly—some urgent news?" Dugu Bo asked first, green eyes probing. The four women likewise fixed concerned gazes on him.
Yu Qing looked at them, a mysterious, excited grin on his face. "Relax—it's good news. Last night I completed yet another difficult God Trial, and the reward was this—"
He extended his hand, and with a thought the soft milky halo of the god-bestowed spirit ring appeared above his palm, exuding indescribable sacred energy!
"This is…?" All five sensed the holy power beyond their comprehension and simultaneously widened their eyes.
"It's called a god-bestowed spirit ring," Yu Qing declared, pride in his voice. "Forged directly by divine might! Absorb it and you needn't kill a single Spirit Beast; its final age will push to the absolute limit your Physique and mental force can bear!"
"Wh… what?!"
"No need to kill a Spirit Beast?!"
"Its age depends on your own tolerance?!"
"Pushing to the limit?! How… how is that possible?!"
All five gasped, shock and disbelief written across their faces; this completely overturned their understanding of the Spirit Master System!
Dugu Bo's voice trembled. "You gathered us just to announce this?"
Yu Qing wore a smug little smile. "Heh, of course not! I'm going to absorb this god-bestowed spirit ring right in front of you—let you witness a miracle and, incidentally, stand guard for me!"
Fox Consort glanced worriedly at Duan Xin and Zi Ruyi. "But… Xiner and Ruyi are still pregnant; won't the energy fluctuations be too intense…
"Relax," Yu Qing soothed. "I'll keep it under control. Besides, watching the wonders of a god-bestowed spirit ring with your own eyes will help your future Cultivation immensely.
Having said that, he fell silent, expression turning grave as he rotated his left hand.
Woom!
A Tang blade appeared in Yu Qing's grip—pitch-black, as though condensed from the deepest starry sky, its surface dotted with countless flecks of starlight, purple lightning flickering in an eye-shaped sigil on the hilt. It was his second Spirit: the black star sinking abyss.
At the same moment, an orange-red spirit ring exhaled suffocating might as it rose slowly beneath his feet. Above the ring loomed the phantom of an enormous ant emperor howling at the heavens; the energy within made every Titled Douluo present—A Rou and Dugu Bo—shudder to their very Souls.
"A… Vicious Beast spirit ring? And far beyond the hundred thousand year level!" A Rou and Fox Consort cried in unison, their lovely eyes wide with horror. Only now did they truly grasp how terrifying the starting point of Yu Qing's second Spirit was.
Yu Qing smiled faintly and reined in the oppressive aura of the Thousand Jun Ant Emperor ring. Cradling the ball of Holy Light that was the god-bestowed spirit ring, he crushed it gently under five pairs of unblinking eyes.
Woom—!
A milky, sacred radiance burst forth, becoming a pure white ring that floated lightly before him, then descended to settle in the vacant second position on the black star sinking abyss.
Yu Qing immediately sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and focused inward, guiding his spirit power to link with the god-bestowed ring and direct its transformation.
Under the stunned gazes of the five onlookers, the newly formed white ring began changing color the instant his spirit power poured in—so quickly the eye could follow.
In barely a few breaths, the white deepened to rich yellow, then, without the slightest pause, shifted into regal purple.
The hue kept darkening; the purple grew ever deeper until, amid collective gasps, it turned into somber black.
A ten-thousand-year spirit ring—and ink-black, no ordinary ten-thousand-year ring could compare.
Yet this was nowhere near the end.
Nourished and battered by his vast spirit power and immense mental force, the black ring continued to deepen and strengthen at a steady pace, its age skyrocketing.
Ten millennia… twenty… thirty… fifty… eighty… In only three minutes, the ring had become so dark it seemed to swallow light, its energy already at the fearsome level of ninety thousand years.
The five watchers had long since passed shock; they stared in utter stupefaction and intense curiosity, forgetting even to breathe.
Another five minutes passed.
When a startling trace of crimson appeared deep within that ink-black ring, a silent thunderclap seemed to echo through the study.
"A… a hundred thousand year spirit ring!" Dugu Bo croaked, voice trembling with disbelief.
The crimson spread like ink in water, dyeing the entire ring a vivid, dripping red as a boundless, life-laden pressure filled the room.
A hundred thousand year spirit ring—complete!
Still, Yu Qing did not stop; he channelled ever more energy into the ring, pushing its age to the limit.
Half an hour later, a thin yet unmistakable golden line appeared on the edge of the blood-red ring.
Two hours later, a second golden line showed; the red grew deeper, almost glowing.
Four hours—third line.
Seven hours—fourth.
Twelve hours—fifth. By now the red had taken on a weighty, solid feel.
Outside, daylight had already broken; a new day had dawned. On Yu Qing's face, unmistakable pain surfaced: jaw clenched, body trembling harder.
Yet he persisted; the ring's age kept climbing, slow but sure.
Until… a sixth golden line emerged.
Woom!
The ring's light changed: the blood-red vanished, replaced by a warm, regal orange.
A Vicious Beast spirit ring—surpassing even his first.
At this point his agony seemed to peak, yet he still refused to yield, squeezing out every last drop of potential.
Finally, when a faint seventh golden line traced itself upon the orange-gold ring, he reached the absolute limit he could currently bear.
He stopped forcing the age upward and instead circulated his Cultivation Technique at full strength, formally absorbing and fusing this terrifying ring that now stood at seven hundred thousand years.
Inside the room, utter silence.
Duan Xin and Zi Ruyi covered their mouths, eyes shining with worry and pride; A Rou and Fox Consort clenched their fists, both awed and aching; Dugu Bo wore an expression of pure admiration and awe.
They had witnessed a miracle: from white to orange-gold, from ten years to seven hundred thousand. The transformation of this god-bestowed spirit ring was seared into their Souls, giving them the clearest glimpse of "divine might."
At the same time, an irrepressible longing sprouted within them—what if… what if they too could obtain such a god-bestowed spirit ring? But the instant the thought arose, they crushed it. Right now, their only wish was to pray that Yu Qing could safely, completely absorb this Heaven-Defying ring.
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