Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

"Like Yu Xiaogang, he is concerned about his image and is cowardly, but he shouldn't be considered a deep-thinking person."

"Furthermore, Yu Xiaogang has a photographic memory, is knowledgeable, and has some skills, but these skills are not many, and he doesn't apply this knowledge very well."

"Take Tang Hao for example, his feelings for Tang San are indeed questionable."

"However, judging from the arrangement here, his feelings for Ah Yin are also genuine."

"Therefore, Tang Hao is not the kind of person who would deliberately let Ah Yin be discovered and then have her sacrificed to him."

"However, besides these, Tang Hao is also a very self-centered, arrogant and conceited person."

"Take Tang San for example, he is indeed a seasoned feudalist warrior."

"However, he is definitely better than some people who grew up under the red flag but are eager to surrender and lick the boots of their teammates."

"At least some of Tang San's classmates became gods, instead of dying and having their loot looted by their teammates."

"In short, people are multifaceted, and it is impossible to define a person by only one personality type."

Wang Teng shook his head, shaking off irrelevant thoughts.

Now is not the time to think about these things.

Chapter 120 Obtaining the Soul Bone, Disappearing into Seclusion

That's a bit of a tangent, but we can't entirely blame Wang Teng. After all, this was the first time he had ever been so close to a 100,000-year-old soul bone.

Upon hearing the words "ten-thousand-year-old soul bone," Wang Teng was immediately jolted back to his senses.

He suppressed the pounding in his heart and quickly looked around at the stone walls.

According to his memory, Tang Hao should have hidden the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone in the wall of the stone chamber.

Before long, his gaze fell upon a particular spot: a peculiarly protruding rock on the stone wall, standing out starkly against the smooth surface.

"This mechanism is exactly the same as the one behind the waterfall."

Wang Teng chuckled and, without hesitation, reached out and pressed down on the protrusion.

Immediately afterward, a faint sound of a mechanism turning came from above Wang Teng's head.

"Ding--"

A dark, lead box fell to the ground with a thud.

Wang Teng quickly stepped forward, wrapped his arms around the black box, and caught it firmly in his arms.

"So heavy..."

He weighed the box in his hand and estimated that it must weigh at least several hundred kilograms.

Wang Teng examined it closely and found that the black box was made entirely of lead, about 1.5 meters long and about 1 foot wide, and felt cold and heavy to the touch.

"Tang Hao, that guy, truly lives up to his blacksmithing background; he's really generous with the materials he uses."

Wang Teng carefully placed the lead box on the ground, took a few deep breaths, and then slowly opened the lid.

In an instant, an indescribable surge of energy erupted from the box, filling the entire stone chamber.

This aura was domineering, noble, and full of vitality; clearly, it was the unique aura fluctuation of the 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor Soul Bone.

Wang Teng looked closely and saw a piece of right leg bone lying quietly in the box.

Its entire body is a crystal-clear blue-gold color, as if it were carved from the finest gemstone. Its brilliance is understated, yet it does not conceal its extraordinary nature.

He reached out and gently touched it, feeling a warm and soft sensation at his fingertips, as if the soul bone still had a life of its own.

"As expected of something left behind by the Blue Silver Emperor... it's practically alive."

Wang Teng praised in a low voice.

After long planning and yearning for the 100,000-year-old soul bone, it has finally been obtained.

After examining it for a moment, Wang Teng snapped the lead box shut and casually put it into his storage soul tool.

He turned to leave, but his gaze involuntarily drifted to the gently swaying Blue Silver Emperor on the mound.

They stopped in their tracks.

After only a moment's hesitation, Wang Teng turned back, bent down, and carefully uprooted the Blue Silver Emperor plant.

He took out an empty wooden box from his soul tool, put the Blue Silver Emperor plant inside, and carefully dug out some original soil to cover its roots.

He wanted the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone, but he didn't intend to keep the seedling either.

After putting away the wooden box, Wang Teng didn't linger and quickly walked out of the cave.

He suddenly stopped again when he reached the vicinity of the passage exit.

After a moment's thought, Wang Teng took out a handful of charcoal from his storage soul tool and casually piled it on the ground on one side of the passage.

He lit the charcoal with a flint, and a campfire quickly blazed up, its flickering light illuminating the stone wall.

Next, he took out several wooden human foot models, which he had prepared in advance, each foot having a different shape and size.

Holding these wooden feet, Wang Teng walked back and forth around the campfire, deliberately leaving messy, crisscrossing footprints in the dust and wet mud.

"In this way, at least we can create the impression that many people have been here... which should mislead Tang Hao for a while."

Then, Wang Teng took out some things he had prepared beforehand: some furs with the aura of soul beasts, and a few pieces of clothing from mercenaries (these were things Wang Teng had collected before).

He threw these things into the fire, hoping that the chaotic aura would interfere with Tang Hao's perception of this aspect.

Finally, Wang Teng looked at the scene he had set up and felt satisfied.

After cleaning up all the traces, Wang Teng walked to the edge of the waterfall and jumped down.

"thump--"

Water splashed up, and Wang Teng's figure quickly disappeared into the rushing river.

He would surface to breathe at times, and dive underwater to drift downstream, always maintaining an extremely fast speed.

The rushing sound of water faded into the distance behind us, and the waterfall entrance, which held a secret, quickly disappeared from sight.

Wang Teng didn't look back; he just kept moving forward.

The river water was icy cold, but his heart was burning with passion.

With the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone finally in hand, he felt much more confident about the road ahead.

It's just unknown when Tang Hao will return there and discover that his years of hidden treasure have been stolen...

Thinking of this, Wang Teng dived even deeper, using the current to speed up his downstream journey.

The most important thing now is to get away from this place as soon as possible, find a safe place, and properly digest this hard-won opportunity.

……

At night, the great river flows swiftly, its roar echoing into the distance.

Waves crashed against the rocks on the shore one after another, and the moonlight overhead spilled into the river, shattering into a shimmering silver glow.

If you look down from high above, you will see a streamlined shadow rapidly moving along the water, like a large fish.

However, upon closer inspection, one could discern that it was not a fish at all, but rather Wang Teng, who had stolen the soul bone and was now fleeing by water.

By this time, Wang Teng had been swimming in the river for almost the entire night.

In the distance, on the horizon, the rising sun is slowly ascending.

The morning light spills across the water, making the river shimmer like a layer of golden scales.

"puff--"

Wang Teng popped his head out of the water, spat out a mouthful of water, and wiped the water off his face.

He looked at the increasingly bright morning light on the river, then turned back to look at the waterfall that had long since disappeared from sight, and finally felt a sense of relief: "I've been swimming all night, Tang Hao should have a hard time tracking me now."

Immediately afterwards, Wang Teng floated in the water and carefully examined both banks.

To the left are rolling forests and shrubs, and to the right are steep mountain walls.

Suddenly, his gaze fixed on a spot on his right, and he immediately adjusted his direction, struggling to swim towards the other side of the mountain wall.

Soon, Wang Teng arrived at the point where the river met the cliff.

He pondered for a moment, his soul power flowing around him, and the soul rings beneath his feet shimmered faintly in the cool river water.

"First Soul Skill: Gale Steed Spinning Top".

A blue spinning top appeared in response and was casually tossed by Wang Teng toward the stone wall in front of him.

"Snap—crack—"

The whirlwind around the top violently rubbed against the mountain rocks, producing a piercing sound, and stone chips fell into the water.

Wang Teng looked at the spinning top that was chiseling through the rock wall and couldn't help but frown: "Too slow."

At this rate, it would probably take another hour or two to carve out a cave large enough to live in on the rock face.

"Raging Wind Steed, you come and help too."

With a slight thought, Wang Teng caused the silver-white spinning top to appear in his right hand.

Immediately, a beam of azure light leaped out, transforming into a divine azure steed several tens of centimeters tall, raising its head and hoof, neighing clearly.

This is the sacred beast, Gale Steed.

It leaped into the air and landed precisely on the top of the Gale Steed.

With the blessing of the sacred beast Gale Steed, the spinning top's rotation speed suddenly increased dramatically, and the surrounding whirlwind nearly doubled in size.

The sounds of chiseling against the rock wall suddenly became as dense as rain.

"Snap! Snap! Splash—"

Pebbles flew from the surface of the rock wall, constantly splashing into the river.

Chapter 121 Absorbing a 100,000-Year-Old Soul Bone

About half an hour later, a hole about one meter in diameter finally took shape.

Wang Teng carefully crawled into the hole.