The life of the soul ring is increased? ! And all soul rings are upgraded simultaneously? !
This is simply overturning the eternal iron law of Douluo Continent! Once a soul ring is absorbed, its lifespan is fixed. This is common knowledge among all soul masters! Even in the inheritance of gods, I have never heard of a method to directly increase the life of existing soul rings!
"All soul rings... improved by two hundred years?!" Xue Qinghe's voice was trembling with disbelief. He suddenly looked at Ling Ye, his eyes were no longer burning, but shocked, as if he was looking at a god walking in the world!
"A miracle... this is definitely a miracle!"
Even though Ling Ye knew well that the true identity of the "prince" in front of him was Qian Renxue, a genuine woman, but facing Xue Qinghe's handsome male face, being stared at so nakedly, an indescribable weird feeling still made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up slightly.
"This look... is more frightening than Ghost Douluo's ghost fire..." Ling Ye complained in his heart, but he could only maintain a calm expression on his face, even with a helpless polite smile, he spoke out to break this numbing scene. Staring: "Your Highness? The increase in the soul ring is a foregone conclusion, which is gratifying. But... there are still twelve blind boxes of yours that have not been opened?" He pointed at the remaining blind boxes suspended above the desk, trying to divert the prince's attention away from his face.
Xue Qinghe seemed to be awakened by Ling Ye's voice. He took a deep breath and suppressed the turbulent waves in his eyes.
"Okay...okay!" Xue Qinghe's voice had an imperceptible hoarseness. He sat back on the large seat, but his fingertips trembled slightly with excitement. He calmed down, looked at the blind box, and clicked again.
The lid of the box is opened. This time, there is no earth-shattering beam of light and no physical items. There was only a soft stream of light that was extremely pure and seemed to be condensed from the purest light. Like the first glimmer of dawn, it floated lightly towards the Xueqing River and disappeared into his eyebrows in an instant.
"This is..." Xue Qinghe closed his eyes and realized it carefully, with a look of surprise on his face, "The affinity of the light element... has increased?" Although the amplitude is not large, only about ten percent, for his (Qian Renxue) body with the top-level light attribute Seraph Martial Spirit, its beneficial effect is no less than a ten-thousand-year-old soul bone! This directly affects the origin of the martial spirit and the rewards of elemental awareness, and its value is immeasurable.
"Light element affinity increased by ten percent." Ling Ye gave the answer promptly, with a calm tone, as if he was stating a trivial matter.
Xue Qinghe opened his eyes and looked at Ling Ye with an even deeper and unpredictable gaze. This Ling Ye... the things he took out challenged the upper limit of his cognition again and again! He took a deep breath, suppressed the waves in his heart, and pointed his fingers towards the fifth blind box with greater confidence.
The lid of the box was opened, and after the light dissipated, what was left in the air was not a dazzling object, but a ball of... a nearly transparent silvery gel-like substance that was constantly squirming and changing shapes, only the size of a fist.
Ling Ye's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was a little surprised, and he slowly said:
"This is a clone prop. After use, it can condense a clone that is exactly the same as the original martial soul, breath, and appearance. The clone has 50% of the soul power intensity of the original body, has the same memory, absolutely obeys the will of the original body, and has no limit on the sharing of thoughts. "
Clone! A clone with half the strength of the original body, absolute obedience, memory sharing, and non-distance thinking connection!
What does this mean for her, the young master of the Spirit Hall who lurks in the power center of the Tiandou Empire, whose identity is extremely sensitive, and who always needs to play the role of "Xue Qinghe"?
Meaning that she can create a perfect "substitute"!
This avatar can perfectly replace her in the Prince's Mansion and play the role of "Xue Qinghe"! This is simply the top auxiliary prop that she has dreamed of tailor-made for her!
"Good stuff!" Xue Qinghe's voice carried a hint of excitement that could not be concealed. He carefully wrapped the silver gel containing the power of space with soul power and carefully put it into a special soul guide. The value of this thing has surpassed all previous rewards in his heart!
Huge surprises are often followed by... gaps.
When Xue Qinghe clicked on the sixth blind box with high expectations, what floated out of the box was another stream of soul power that was so weak that it was almost negligible.
The excitement on Xue Qinghe's face froze instantly, and the feeling of failed expectations made him frown slightly.
The seventh blind box was opened, and it was still the same - a wisp of soul power.
Two consecutive "Thank you for your patronage" level rewards are like two basins of cold water poured on the newly ignited flame of excitement.
Xue Qinghe looked at the suspended eighth blind box, and paused in the air with his outstretched fingers. A hint of helpless self-mockery appeared on his handsome face, and he sighed softly: "It seems that my luck today has been used up on the soul ring enhancement and clone props?"
Ling Ye looked at the undisguised expression of disappointment on the prince's face and almost couldn't help laughing. Who would have thought that the dignified Prince Tiandou would be depressed because he couldn't get anything good when he opened the blind box? The contrast is simply amazing.
"Your Highness, there is no need to be discouraged." Ling Ye cleared his throat, trying to sound sincere and encouraging, "The charm of the blind box lies in its unknown and randomness. If you are lucky in the front, you may not be in bad luck later. Besides..." he pointed out Pointing to the eight blind boxes left in the air, "Aren't there still so many opportunities? If you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, take your time, maybe the next one will be a surprise." Xue Qinghe glanced at Ling Ye, always feeling that his "surprise" sounded a bit like coaxing a child. However, looking at the remaining eight mysterious boxes, the extinguished flame of expectation in his heart quietly rekindled a little bit.
"That's right." Xue Qinghe adjusted his mentality, and his face regained the gentleness and calmness that belonged to "Xue Qinghe", but deep in his eyes, the desire for unknown rewards was stronger than before. He no longer hesitated, and with a determination to "give it a try" on his fingertips, he decisively pointed to the eighth blind box!
The lid of the box opened silently and the light dispersed.
There are no dazzling treasures above the desk, no beams of light containing majestic energy, and not even the familiar bits and pieces of soul power. Instead, there is a...book?
A thread-bound book that looks ordinary, with an ordinary cardboard cover and even rough paper edges, is floating there quietly. On the cover, a few big characters were written crookedly in the common language of Douluo Continent - "The Adventures of Tang San".
Xue Qinghe: "???"
The gentleness and calmness on the face of the imperial prince instantly cracked and turned into a big circle of confusion. He blinked, then blinked again, as if he suspected that he was under some kind of illusion. He even subconsciously released a trace of mental power to scan the book - and the feedback came back that it was an ordinary paper book with no soul power fluctuations! The content seems to be... a story about a child named Tang San?
A huge sense of absurdity instantly flooded the Xueqing River. He worked hard to "invite" people, endured the shocking shock of the soul ring promotion, obtained the coveted clone prop, and then... published a children's book? !
He suddenly looked up at Ling Ye, his eyes filled with silent accusations of "Are you fucking kidding me?"
Ling Ye’s expression at this moment is also quite exciting. The corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, his eyelids twitched, and ten thousand grass and mud horses galloped past in his heart.
There may be unexpected opportunities." He pointed at the "Adventures of Tang San" with a serious tone, his voice was low, with a bit of mystery: "This book...may have hidden secrets. In the dead of night, when you can't sleep, if you read it carefully, you may find some... special gains?"
Xue Qinghe looked at Ling Ye's serious expression talking nonsense, and then looked at the "Adventures of Tang San" with a rough cover. The muscles on his handsome face twitched faintly. Harvest? Enjoy a bedtime story? ! He is the majestic Prince Tiandou, the future emperor of the empire, and he can't sleep at night watching Adventures of a Wimpy Kid? !
A feeling of frustration arises spontaneously. He took a deep breath and resisted the urge to throw the book at Ling Ye's face. He looked at Ling Ye with an extremely complicated look that was mixed with helplessness, disappointment and "I believe in your evil". Finally, he waved his hand and put the "divine book" into the soul guide - just as a souvenir, or... as a joke.
With a Buddhist mentality that "Today's blind box has opened an evil door," Xue Qinghe opened the ninth blind box expressionlessly.
A familiar wisp of light golden soul power flow that was so weak that it could be ignored floated out.
The tenth blind box was opened without any suspense - another ray of soul power was lost.
…" Xue Qinghe was completely speechless. He looked at the five blind boxes left in the sky, and the remaining expectation in his heart completely disappeared. He rubbed his brows, smiled self-deprecatingly, and said in a tone that had seen through the vicissitudes of the world: "It seems that my prince's luck today has indeed been exhausted in the first few boxes. Anyway, let's just experience the 'surprise' of this blind box." He emphasized the word "surprise" very hard, obviously he meant something.
At this moment, Xue Qinghe's mentality has completely calmed down (or lying down), and he feels like a broken jar. He no longer had any illusions, and pointed at the eleventh blind box with his fingers casually and with a hint of boredom.
The lid of the box is opened, and the light suddenly appears!
This time, the light is neither the soft halo that condenses objects, nor the bright golden pillar that enhances the soul ring, but a kind of holy white light that is extremely pure and seems to be able to purify all the filth in the world! The light is not dazzling, but it carries a vast, majestic, and sacred aura that directly hits the soul! The entire study was instantly filled with this holy light, and the expensive incense in the air seemed to become purer under this light!
In the center of the light, a fist-sized light group composed of countless fine sacred runes slowly rotated. The moment it appeared, the origin of the Seraph Martial Spirit in Xue Qinghe (Qian Renxue)'s body unexpectedly produced a faint resonance and throbbing uncontrollably!
The ball of light flashed, like a swallow returning to its nest, and instantly disappeared into Xue Qinghe’s eyebrows!
Boom!
The huge flow of information was like a flood that broke a bank, instantly rushing into Xue Qinghe’s mind! The mysterious soul power movement trajectory diagrams emerge clearly, along with a new understanding and application of the power of light! This is not a soul skill given by the soul ring, but a complete inheritance of... self-created soul skills!
【Fist of Heaven】: Condensing the extremely pure light and the will of divine judgment, wielding a fist that purifies evil and destroys illusion! The power doubles as the user's soul power and light affinity increase!
He suddenly stood up from the chair, his body trembling slightly from the extreme shock and ecstasy!