An unknown skeleton had left behind a valuable treasure. Among it were three complete sets of fourth-tier bone body advancement materials, along with two sets each for the fifth, sixth, and seventh tiers. As for the eighth-tier materials, they were incomplete—a mixed set of parts scraped from here and stolen from there.
These advancement materials included both Dao Bones and Golden Body types.
The Soul Crystals were also matched accordingly, from third-tier to seventh-tier. Only the eighth-tier Soul Crystals were lacking—not enough to complete an advancement.
Zhao Xing first used the power of white bones to refine a set of fourth-tier Dao Bone materials. The main components were Bone Spirit Stone, Fire Source Crystal, and Moon Marrow.
Clack clack clack~
The Bone Spirit Stone shattered and struck his original Star Dao Bone. Then, the Fire Source Crystals ignited into flames, melting his entire bone structure and fusing the Bone Spirit Stone into it.
The Moon Marrow spread across his bones, completing the final reshaping of Zhao Xing's bone body.
After the refining, Zhao Xing glanced at his panel.
[Name: Zhao Xing]
[Occupation: Shennong]
[Realm: Four Tribulation True Spirit (Primordial Split Soul, 96x Amplification)]
[Bone Body: Silver Moon Dao Bone (1/10000)]
[Power of White Bone: Fourth Tier (1/1000)]
"Bone body's advanced. It's tougher now, and it can handle more power too." Zhao Xing flexed his skeleton.
He realized that when he had the Star Dao Bone, his Qinglian, Honglian, and Azure Abyss mana could only be used at about one-tenth of his flesh-body level. No matter how hard he cultivated, the bone body had a ceiling for how much mana it could carry.
Now, it was about one-fifth of what he had at his full Dharma body state.
"The advancement definitely brought my mana back up a bit," Zhao Xing noted to himself.
His inner world, though, was still sealed.
"Next, I'll absorb the fourth-tier Soul Crystals to match my true spirit with my new bone body."
Hoo~
He crushed a Soul Crystal with ease. The red diamond-like crystal looked like firewood, and he tossed it into the flames of his true spirit.
"Feels amazing."
Zhao Xing felt like he was warming his soul beside a bonfire in the dead of winter. His spirit felt comforted.
After absorbing an entire set of fourth-tier Soul Crystals, Zhao Xing checked his panel again.
[Four Tribulation True Spirit (1/96)]
"The soul tearing effect of the Primordial Straw Puppet Technique is letting me absorb a bigger share," Zhao Xing muttered to himself.
"Besides my main true spirit, I also have 96 split-soul spirits that need to evolve too."
If he had a mirror, he'd see that although his true spirit flame looked like one cohesive mass on the outside, in reality it was made up of his original spirit and 96 split souls, all fused together by the rules of the White Bone Divine Domain.
The soul tearing from the Primordial Straw Puppet Technique hadn't weakened in the domain at all. Zhao Xing couldn't help but admire the technique's creator.
"In this White Bone Divine Domain, you don't need to cross tribulations. Just snatch Soul Crystals, and your true spirit evolves. This place is a perfect match for the Primordial Method!"
Zhao Xing even regretted not tearing himself into more fragments back then.
With Wei Tianchen and Bamboo Sword Venerable backing him, he wouldn't be short on Soul Crystals until he reached demi-god.
Clack clack clack~
After consuming five sets of fourth-tier Soul Crystals, Zhao Xing reached a fivefold amplification at the Four Tribulation level.
Since his true spirit flame wasn't yet perfected, he couldn't move on to absorbing fifth-tier crystals, so he stopped there.
"I wonder if Wei Tianchen and Bamboo Sword have taken down Bone Suppression City. What I've got now won't last."
Next to him, Bai Lanjun was stunned.
"Senior, you just ate five full sets of fourth-tier soul evolution resources and nothing happened to you? How's that even possible?!"
Zhao Xing wasn't just devouring the Soul Crystals effortlessly—he could digest multiple times the standard amount.
His true spirit flame looked dense and solid, like the core of a sun. The other fourth-tier spirit flames Bai Lanjun had seen were all loose and scattered.
The gap between the two was massive!
"How's it possible? Natural talent, of course."
"Xiao Bai, you couldn't copy me even if you tried."
Bai Lanjun became even more convinced that Zhao Xing was a big deal.
He had subordinates stronger than ninth-tier true spirits, and his entire being radiated mystery.
Bai Lanjun could even see a flame mark on Zhao Xing's ribs. At his pelvis, there was a faint aura that made Bai Lanjun's soul tremble. Aside from the power of white bones, Zhao Xing was cultivating another type of power. Those two strange forces—Qinghua and Honglian—he couldn't make sense of at all.
Even as a Six Tribulation True Spirit, Bai Lanjun had no clue where Zhao Xing came from.
"Xiao Bai, your senior brother and sister—are they all the people your Shenhuo Sect sent here?"
"No, Senior. Including myself, the sect should've sent eighteen people."
"Should've?"
"Senior, I've 'died' before. I don't even know how many times. My memories are spotty," Bai Lanjun's skull flickered. "Honestly, I only remember Hu Qing and Yan Yun. The other fifteen... well, they told me we were from the same sect, but I don't actually remember them."
"But we can still verify each other through sect techniques and identity tokens. And every year, on the day of the lunar eclipse, we can contact our sect in the Yang Realm to confirm things."
"You can only communicate with the Yang Realm on the day of the lunar eclipse?"
"Yes." Bai Lanjun nodded. "Because the formation of the Bone Yin Realm is tied to that strange moon. When it's full, not even the methods of Divine Lords can bridge the Yin and Yang realms to communicate with us, let alone send things."
"Only on the day of the lunar eclipse can a gap be opened."
"I see. How long does it last?"
"About three days."
"You guys came here to establish a branch of the Shenhuo Sect?"
"Sort of. We're also tasked with exploring the secrets of this place, and seeing if anything here can be sent back to the Yang Realm."
"You can send things in, but not back out?"
"That's right. For now, at least." Bai Lanjun sounded a bit frustrated. "Theoretically, the Shenhuo Formation should be omnipotent. In other regions, not even the separation between Yin and Yang can stop us. But here, it only works one way."
"People and magical items from the Yang Realm can enter, but things from the Bone Yin Realm can't be sent back."
Zhao Xing pondered this.
If Yuan's Heaven and Earth Dao Confirmation was meant to create an idealized divine domain—like Gu Luohe's concept of the "Eternal Realm"—then this was clearly an imperfect version.
For example, soul merging and rebirth came at the cost of memory loss, sometimes even forgetting secret arts. It was clearly inferior to the more common reincarnation methods in the Xuanling Star Domain.
The only advantage was that it retained one's cultivation realm.
An Eight Tribulation True Spirit reborn from soul merging wouldn't start from scratch—they'd at least return as a Three Tribulation True Spirit.
"When the Divine Lords of the Yang Realm realized how peculiar the Tribulationless White Bone Divine Domain was, they did everything they could to send people in, hoping to extract some kind of benefit. Maybe even… borrow Yuan's design to confirm their own Dao."
"Yuan allowed materials from the outside to enter, but not to leave. Clearly, the domain still needed external energy to operate. Or perhaps… he's using the power of other divine realms to aid his own Dao confirmation." Zhao Xing started forming some theories in his mind.
All those resources, people, and divine items being poured in—wasn't that just Yuan bleeding them dry?
Of course, Yuan left temptations behind. In the Tribulationless White Bone Divine Domain, one could grow stronger without facing tribulations, and maybe even become a god.
"Getting sucked into a place like this… getting out isn't going to be easy," Zhao Xing muttered. Right now, he actually hoped that old fox Wei Tianchen hadn't died yet. Relying on just Bamboo Sword might not be enough to keep him safe.
That old physician might be an enemy, but he had countless methods. He could even contend with newly ascended Divine Lords. Having him alive might actually be a good thing for Zhao Xing.
Whoosh—
"Who's there?!"
"Ah—It's… it's a King!"
Yan Yun and Hu Qing looked on in terror as a golden skeleton appeared suddenly inside the cave. The overwhelming pressure made their jaws chatter involuntarily, clacking together.
[Bamboo Sword Venerable]
[Occupation: Martial Artist (Sword Sect)]
[Realm: Twelve Tribulation True Spirit]
[Bone Body: Sunlight Golden Body (0/10000)]
[Power of White Bone: Tenth Tier (424/1000)]
[Martial Arts: Three Thousand Sword Realms, Heart Sword Technique, Great Thousand Sword Formation, Great Thousand Sword Formation (Artifact), Bright Moon Sword Body—]
At this moment, Bamboo Sword Venerable had upgraded his gear. His bone body had evolved from the Silver Moon Golden Body to the Sunlight Golden Body.
His White Bone Power had already reached the tenth tier, and most of his sword arts had been unlocked.
"Looks like they succeeded in killing Zhuo Ying and absorbed his bone body power," Zhao Xing thought silently.
But since Zhuo Ying was only at the tenth tier, the golden body gained was still just the Sunlight grade—nothing exotic.
According to what Bai Lanjun had explained, bone body grades followed the order of Star, Silver Moon, and Sunlight, corresponding to the first through ninth tiers.
Beyond the ninth tier, there were extremely powerful and rare special types.
But those were rare. Even most demigods had only Sunlight-grade Golden Bone Dao bodies.
Still, Bamboo Sword could already unleash most of his original power.
"What are they muttering about?" Bamboo Sword Venerable couldn't understand anything Yan Yun and Hu Qing were saying. He just thought the two damaged skeletons were noisy.
"They're Xiao Bai's fellow disciples," Zhao Xing transmitted. "There was a fight outside the cave just now."
Bamboo Sword nodded. He didn't bother paying attention to such small fry.
"Bone Suppression City is ours now. Zhuo Ying is dead. Wei Tianchen is in the city. I came to get you."
Zhao Xing dusted off his non-existent robe and waved his hand, reassembling Bai Lanjun's skeleton. Before this, Bai had been dismantled by Bamboo Sword.
"Xiao Bai, let's go. My two subordinates have already taken Bone Suppression City for me."
Bai Lanjun's eyes sparkled. He was absolutely in awe of Zhao Xing.
It hadn't been long at all, yet that powerful city had already been conquered by Zhao Xing's people. Right! The powerful enemy his senior brother and sister had encountered outside just now—must've been the same King involved in that chaotic battle.
"Senior, can we bring my senior brother and sister along? They can help." Bai Lanjun pointed to the two still trembling in the corner.
"No problem." Zhao Xing had already decided Bai Lanjun was useful. He could set up teleportation formations—an invaluable skill in the White Bone Divine Domain.
Bamboo Sword Venerable used the paired gourd given by Wei Tianchen to unlock the Bihai Golden Divine Realm.
Then, he flew them all out of the cave.
The walls of Bone Suppression City were built from eight massive beast leg bones, with other giant bone structures stacked in between.
The overall design had a distinct Underworld aesthetic. Most of the houses and buildings were made from bone materials. Some were hollowed-out bones that people just moved into directly.
The City Lord's mansion was simply a giant skull. Two fangs and towering bone horns made it stand out in the city center.
"These bone structures are incredibly sturdy, but they've lost their divine charm. They can't be infused with the power of white bones. They're extremely heavy and hard to cut. Great for buildings, but useless for forging weapons."
"We didn't even put in much effort to kill the former city lord, Ying Zhuo," Zhao Xing said, "but when it came time to rule, things got messy—mostly because of the language barrier."
"Turns out this place was actually quite prosperous. There were a lot of people too."
Bamboo Sword Venerable looked down at the broken bone fragments scattered across the streets and the green wildfire still burning in several places. He sighed with some emotion.
Language really was a huge problem—especially since only two types of universal incantation laws were used in the White Bone Divine Domain. Without being a scholar, it was nearly impossible to pick them up quickly.
Winning a city was easy. Ruling it was the real challenge.
Bamboo Sword and Wei Tianchen had already reached a consensus. They would use Bone Suppression City to gather as many advanced resources as possible.
"You're the only one who can manage the city now," Bamboo Sword Venerable said. "The moment I changed my bone body, I came straight to get you."
Zhao Xing nearly laughed aloud. Bamboo Sword and Wei Tianchen had both suffered from being culturally illiterate.
"No problem. Leave it to me."
Zhao Xing ordered Bai Lanjun, Hu Qing, and Yan Yun to use Draconic Incantation Mana to broadcast messages across the area and reassure those trying to flee Bone Suppression City.
"Raaawr~~~"
Bai Lanjun's message was plain and direct. The gist of it was: Folks, don't leave. The mighty and wise Senior Zhao isn't a bad guy.
Bone Suppression City will stay the same as it always was—just better.
Zhao Xing could barely keep a straight face. "Xiao Bai, is that how you calm people down?"
"Senior, maybe you're not aware," Bai Lanjun replied. "The area around Bone Suppression City has always been a warzone. Every few years, Lord Ying Zhuo would harvest a batch of people's True Spirit Fire Seeds and send them back to the Soul Well."
"Because of how memory loss works with the True Spirits, most of the locals are… well…"
"Dull-witted?" Zhao Xing finished.
"Yes, exactly. They don't really get anything too complicated."
"All right, fair enough."
Zhao Xing looked around and realized it was true.
Some white bone beings just stood dumbly in the streets, not even dodging when debris fell near them.
Clearly, they had just climbed out of the Soul Well. Their minds were still foggy.
It seemed Yuan's divine realm had some serious flaws when it came to the cycle of reincarnation. Zhao Xing saw a Third-Tier pink skeleton crawl out of the Soul Well, only to be burned to ash by bone-poison wildfire left over from the battle. Then she was immediately sent back into the Soul Well again.
Her original bone body was shattered, leaving behind some crystalline material. The rest of her body just sank into the earth.
Moments later, a white skeleton climbed back out of the Soul Well. This time it was a First Tribulation level. Zhao Xing wasn't even sure if it was the same one.
"Over and over again through the Soul Well… After enough times, they might not even know who they are anymore."
"Eventually, even white bone beings who came from outside will turn into natives of this divine domain. They'll get new memories and become entirely new individuals," Zhao Xing mused.
Maybe that's what Yuan wanted.
The Soul Well had a built-in memory-erasure function. Yuan didn't want people to live forever—he wanted to complete a true cycle of life and rebirth.
"Zhao Xing, come here for a moment."
Just then, Wei Tianchen's voice echoed from inside the City Lord's Mansion.
Bai Lanjun took his senior brother and sister to maintain order as Zhao Xing had instructed.
Whoosh—
Zhao Xing flew into the interior of the giant skull.
All of them now cultivated using the Xuanhuang Realm's standard human skeletal forms. Even the taller ones were only about ten meters tall.
But the giant beast skull used as the City Lord's Mansion was over eight thousand meters high. Its interior had been hollowed out, carved into numerous chambers, and built into structures. Wei Tianchen stood on a central platform.
"Old Physician Wei, what's your plan next?"
At that moment, Wei Tianchen had also replaced his bone body with a tenth-tier Sunlight Dao Bone. His bones were now a deep purple hue.
He was cradling a long, grayish-white bone with spotted markings, studying it intently.
"Take a look at this bone." Wei Tianchen tossed over a piece that was about five meters long and half a meter wide.
Zhao Xing took a closer look and realized those weren't spots at all—they were carved patterns and runes.
"This was found under Ying Zhuo's Bone Throne. I don't know what it records. Can you translate it?"
Zhao Xing examined it for a while. It was a highly abstract set of runes he had never seen before. He had no idea what they meant.
"Nope. No clue."
"But I can ask Bai Lanjun to take a look. Maybe he'll understand."
"I'll leave it to you, then," Wei Tianchen said. "It was found among Ying Zhuo's collection, so it should be valuable."
He paused and then tossed over a bone ring.
"It contains enough resources to cultivate up to Eight Tribulation True Spirit. Since you're practicing the Primordial Clone Method, there are ninety-seven copies of each advancement resource."
"You're still too weak. You won't be able to resist Fan Qianrou's restrictions. Even if you want to help with my research, you need more strength."
Zhao Xing understood. Wei Tianchen planned to fatten him up before making his move. But this was exactly the kind of resource he needed.
"Got it. I'll work hard to cultivate."
Time passed quickly. Before long, it was already Yuan Calendar Year 375.
Zhao Xing and the others had been in the Xuanhuang Realm for thirty-three years.
Bone Suppression City had already returned to its pre-war population level twenty years ago—and had even far exceeded it since.
Not because Zhao Xing's governance was particularly amazing.
But because after occupying Ying Zhuo's city, Wei Tianchen and Bamboo Sword began aggressively expanding outward.
They kept expanding, raiding surrounding territories, mostly to seize resources from the Soul Wells.
It was a war-torn thirty-three years. The two of them continuously challenged nearby bone kings and hauled the spoils back to Ying Zhuo City.
The Bone Suppression Territory had expanded to five times its original size.
They had slain over thirty-four White Bone Kings—almost every year, at least one fell to their hands.
Over these thirty-three years, Bamboo Sword Venerable advanced from a Twelve Tribulation True Spirit to a Thirteen Tribulation one.
Wei Tianchen, on the other hand, showed no signs of breaking through. Fourteen Tribulation White Bone Kings were just too rare.
He had to rely on the new white bone lives generated from Soul Wells, collecting bone spirit stones and soul fire seeds through taxation, slowly refining and accumulating power.
As for Zhao Xing, it had been a full thirty-three years of focused cultivation.
Wei Tianchen and Bamboo Sword didn't care about low-tier resources. For them, fire seeds and bone spirit stones born from non-king-tier lives were of little use. So those resources ended up going to Zhao Xing.
Even though Zhao Xing's soul was split across avatars and each stage required ninety-seven times the normal resources, the spoils of two demi-gods' warfare were more than enough to sustain him.
Hoo—
A surge of Blue Lotus Mana rose from Zhao Xing's body. It gradually thickened, becoming a more brilliant Red Lotus Mana.
Then it faded, transforming into ethereal Azure Abyss Mana.
Finally, from deep within his bone marrow, a fourth kind of mana emerged.
Zhao Xing's skeletal form became coated in a layer of black light. The dark glow was dazzling and gripping.
[Blue Lotus Mana: 4124/10000]
[Red Lotus Mana: 3101/10000]
[Azure Abyss Mana: 2042/10000]
[Mystic Soul Mana: 1141/10000]
"The fourth type—Mystic Soul Mana. Its trait is to amplify True Spirit power."
"Blue Lotus Mana is all-encompassing and adaptable. It works even in harsh environments."
"Red Lotus Mana is imbued with the destructive path."
"Azure Abyss Mana boosts mental willpower and soul-based spells."
When Zhao Xing withdrew his mana and stopped circulating his power, his bone form revealed the dark golden hue of an Eighth-Tier Sunlight Dao Bone.
The harvest from thirty-three years of cultivation wasn't just about breakthroughs in spell mastery.
His True Spirit had climbed to the level of an Eight Tribulation True Spirit. His skeletal form was now an Eighth-Tier Sunlight Dao Bone.
"Eight Tribulation True Spirit—just one step away from demi-godhood."
"Thanks to the passive soul-duplication from the Primordial Strawman Technique, my True Spirit is ninety-seven times stronger than a regular one at this level."
Zhao Xing couldn't help but marvel at his own fortune. Aside from that initial hardship—when his flesh, mana, and core techniques were stripped after entering the divine domain—he hadn't encountered a single True Spirit Tribulation. And now he was already an Eight Tribulation Lord. He hadn't even used the Heaven and Earth Mother Blaze he got in the Bai Han Realm.
"If Yuan's Tribulationless White Bone Divine Domain were to be discovered by the forces of the Xuanling Star Domain, they'd probably swarm into the Xuanhuang Realm like mad."
"In just thirty-three years I've reached the level of an Eight Tribulation Emperor. Could this place really allow one to become a Free God?"
"What exactly is the treasure I summoned?"
Zhao Xing looked off in a particular direction. After thirty-three years of growing stronger, he could feel the thing he had summoned drawing closer. The sense of it was clearer now. But he still didn't know what it was—whether it was a person or an object.
Clack clack clack— Just then, footsteps echoed from outside. A flaming red skeletal giant, about eight or nine meters tall, approached.
"Senior, your subordinates just delivered another batch of spoils from the front."
The firebone giant was Bai Lanjun. He had advanced another tier—now a Seven Tribulation True Spirit with a Seventh-Tier skeletal form.
The reason Bai Lanjun's bones appeared fiery red was due to the secret technique he practiced.
In the White Bone Divine Domain, there were many cultivation paths built around white bone energy.
For example, that gray bone left behind by Ying Zhuo had already been decoded by Zhao Xing. It turned out to be a fragment of a bone-energy-based secret art called Flame Seed Tempering Method.
Bone body evolution wasn't limited to devouring and absorbing resources. That was just the fast-track method.
Flame Seed Tempering Method used one's own True Spirit Fire Seed to refine the bone body. It could push the bone form beyond the tenth tier—even evolving into divine bone!
In other words, it was a divine ascension method for reaching Free God level.
Unfortunately, the version Ying Zhuo had was only a middle fragment, with no beginning. No one knew where it started.
"Bamboo Sword is really into this technique. He's been hunting down other fire seed beings for thirty-three years, trying to complete it. But he hasn't found a thing."
"Let's see if it's in this round of loot."
Zhao Xing took the bone ring from Xiao Bai and began checking the spoils.
With a glance, he spotted a pile of purple bones, inscribed with many symbols and runes.
The sight reminded Zhao Xing of an old acquaintance—Purple Bone Heavenly Venerable.
"Purple Bone was also a white bone being. He originally came from the White Bone Divine Sect in the Xuanhuang Sect Domain. Could his existence be connected to Yuan?"
But Purple Bone had perished with the fall of the Yuanhai Ancient Kingdom. There was no way to confirm anything now.
"Hm?"
Just then, something caught Zhao Xing's eye.
Shhh—
A purple finger bone appeared before him.
"This finger… it's strange."
Zhao Xing stared at the purple phalanx. There was something vaguely familiar about it.
The purple bone emitted no white bone energy at all. It looked ordinary, almost like it had been painted.
"No, I've been using the wrong method to open it."
Zhao Xing suddenly had a flash of insight and activated his Qi-Observation Technique.
Whoosh— A refined light of fortune bloomed from the bone.
"A Luck Bone? This is a special type of bone body!"
He finally understood why it had felt so familiar. He had lived in the Great Zhou for many years, had fortune infused into his body, and even in his weaker days, he'd used luck to improve his cultivation and lifespan. He was very familiar with the system of fortune-based cultivation.
"Didn't expect something like this to exist in the White Bone Divine Domain." Zhao Xing thought for a moment, then broke off the phalanx of his index finger and attached the purple bone in its place.
Whum— A faint purple mist spread out, and Zhao Xing instantly felt a difference.
He immediately opened his interface to check.
Under the panel's fortune level tab, Zhao Xing's fortune had originally been Level 16.
This Level 16 was thanks to two bonus tiers from the Five Emperors Coins and one tier from the Fortune Golden Pill that Ji Che had given him.
Now, after attaching the purple finger bone, it had jumped to Level 21.
"It actually added five tiers?!" Zhao Xing was stunned. "And this is just a single finger bone. If it were a complete skeleton... how much would it boost? Could this be the bone of some fortune-based deity?"
Level 20 in fortune was a major threshold.
Basically, Emperor-tier cultivators from top-level factions could use all sorts of treasures to reach Derivation Level 20.
But going even one step higher was extremely difficult.
If one wanted to inherently possess high fortune levels—not relying on external boosts—they would have to cultivate a fortune-based path and trigger a Fortune Tribulation within their True Spirit Tribulations to raise it.
Among the people Zhao Xing had seen, only notable characters in the storyline had fortune naturally above Level 20.
Like Zuo Qiyu, who cultivated the Primordial Strawman Technique, or Emperor Hongshan, who pioneered the Haitong and Miexing Ancient Paths.
As for those with fortune above Level 30, they were usually "Children of the Version" like Gu Luohou and Bowo.
When it came to emperors in the divine realm, Zhao Xing couldn't even see their data. It seemed only those in the Fortune God Realm had fortune stats. Other divine-level cultivators didn't.
Derivation Level 49? That was just a rumored possibility—no one had ever seen it for real.
Now, a single finger bone gave a five-tier boost. It was hard not to suspect this was a finger bone from a Fortune God.
"According to Wei Tianchen, of the three divine ascension methods, the fortune-based path disappeared after the Five Emperors Era. But could it still exist here in the Xuanhuang Realm? This realm has always had divine dynasties and fortune cultivation systems. Could they be connected?"
Zhao Xing's mind was racing. He immediately grabbed Bai Lanjun and asked, "Where's Bamboo Sword fighting now? Where did these spoils come from?"
Bai Lanjun scratched his skull as if trying to remember. "Lord Bamboo Sword is attacking Anshan City. These spoils likely came from there."
"But some of the loot was also delivered by Lord Wei, so it's unclear whether it came from Anshan or from when Lord Wei explored the 'Nine Yin River.'"
Zhao Xing got up at once. "I need to go out for a bit. Xiao Bai, prep the fire pool."
"Yes, senior." Bai Lanjun bowed and left immediately.
Zhao Xing pulled out another bone body from his bone ring.
"Split!"
His True Spirit Fire Seed instantly divided, with half entering another Eighth-Tier Sunlight Dao Bone body.
This wasn't the Primordial Strawman Technique—it was a fire seed separation technique unique to the White Bone Divine Domain.
If he could find another piece of Fortune God Bone, the benefits would be obvious.
On the way to the fire pool, Zhao Xing reviewed information about both locations.
"Anshan City is the domain of a Twelfth-Tier White Bone King. The chance of a divine bone appearing there is low. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been taken so easily by Bamboo Sword."
"The Nine Yin River, however, is a forbidden area that Wei Tianchen and his group discovered during their thirty-three years of conquest. Many White Bone Kings have gone treasure-hunting there."
"Reports say that some white bone beings have found powerful treasures there and ascended to kinghood overnight. But even more have died in that place."
"If a divine bone exists, the Nine Yin River is more likely to be where it appears."