After absorbing the power of magma, the Deadwood Bow underwent another dramatic transformation.
Now forged entirely of molten rock, the bow radiated heat—yet Ye Tianxing felt nothing. It was, after all, his martial soul.
The arrows fired from this new form were no longer physical but condensed from flame, carrying a powerful burning effect.
Deadwood Bow.Lightning Bow.Magma Bow.
Three elemental forms—each more impressive than the last.
The most surprising part? Ye Tianxing could combine or switch between elements as needed, opening up limitless possibilities in battle.
"Lightning... fire... What about ice?"
Excited by the idea, Ye Tianxing immediately sought out Guangling Douluo, whose martial soul happened to be ice-element.
As he'd hoped, the Deadwood Bow transformed again—this time into a gleaming Ice Bow, composed entirely of frost and shimmering crystals. Its unique effect?Freezing the enemy and temporarily halting their attack.
Even Guangling Douluo, wise and powerful as he was, couldn't hide his astonishment.
"Combining different elemental energies into your bow... it seems your Deadwood Bow is far more versatile than mine ever was."
Ye Tianxing scratched his head, embarrassed.
"Teacher, don't say that. You're a Titled Douluo, and I'm just a little Level 19 spirit master. That really puts pressure on me!"
As the Ice Bow faded, the original Deadwood Bow returned—only now, the bow's body shimmered with three etched markings:
Crackling blue lightning
Flowing red magma
Icy blue snowflakes
Each element could be activated at will, making Ye Tianxing's bow a weapon of unpredictability and surprise.
Guangling Douluo nodded in satisfaction but added with a bit of warning:
"The Spirit Hall's simulated training grounds are useful, but they only contain weaker elemental traces. If you ever encounter harsher natural environments, try to absorb those raw elements. That's when your bow's true power will awaken."
Ye Tianxing looked to the north—the Extreme North. A land buried in eternal ice, nearly untouched by man.
"Collecting ice elements there… That's the best next step."
Meanwhile, the Spirit Hall's intelligence system—the backbone of its power—was at work. Almost every city across Douluo Continent had a branch, even remote places like Notting City.
Inside the intelligence archive, Ye Tianxing flipped through files.
Search terms: Holy Soul Village, Notting City.
Eventually, he found what he was looking for.
Subject: Tang San
Age: 6
Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass
Innate Soul Power: Full
Evaluation: "Useless martial soul, Blue Silver Grass. Innate full soul power—unfortunate waste."
That was it. One page. Nothing more.
Ye Tianxing frowned.
Just because it's Blue Silver Grass, you stop the investigation?You didn't even ask why a supposedly useless martial soul would have full innate soul power?
Disappointed, he placed Tang San's report aside and opened another.
Subject: Yu Xiaogang.
Level: 29 Great Spirit Master
Martial Soul: Luo Sanpao
Formerly affiliated with Spirit Hall.
Departure: Reason unknown.
So little written, yet so much implied.
Why did Yu Xiaogang leave the Spirit Hall? Because Qian Xunji stole his lover.Why only Level 29? Because his Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon mutated into a pig—it devolved.
Yet despite everything, Ye Tianxing couldn't help but respect him.
He formed the Golden Iron Triangle. Created a martial soul fusion technique that summoned the Golden Holy Dragon. Invented the Seven-in-One Fusion Technique. He was an unconventional genius.
"Strange... If Yu Xiaogang is openly taking in disciples, surely Bibi Dong, his old flame, would've known by now? Or is he considered a taboo topic in the Spirit Hall? Buried deep in the archives, only allowed to exist on paper?"
Ye Tianxing didn't know it yet, but these two forgotten figures—Tang San and Yu Xiaogang—would one day bring down the mighty Spirit Hall.
Or rather, they would have—if Ye Tianxing hadn't appeared in this world.
He smirked at the thought, closed the files, and walked out.
Outside the intelligence department, a short-haired girl with sharp, fox-like eyes approached. Her expression was thoughtful, brows slightly furrowed.
Ye Tianxing greeted her with a smile.
"Isn't this Sister Na?"
After spending more time in Spirit Hall, Ye Tianxing had gotten familiar with many people. This was Hu Liena, one of Bibi Dong's personal disciples.
She blinked in surprise, then smiled warmly.
"Brother Tianxing! Long time no see. Your performance at the last finals was incredible. I never expected you to have twin martial souls. That really shocked me."
Ye Tianxing chuckled.
"You're the Pope's disciple—future Pope yourself."
Hu Liena laughed.
"That's not certain. There are many better than me. Besides, the teacher hasn't officially appointed me a saint yet. Still a long road ahead."
Her gaze drifted toward the intelligence building.
"Did you come here for something? Orders from the Fifth Priest?"
Ye Tianxing waved it off casually.
"No, I was just curious. Wanted to see if I could dig up info on my birth parents."
It was a lie, but Hu Liena didn't question it.
"See you around."
Shortly after, Hu Liena approached the department head.
"Tianxing was here just now, right?"
Bibi Dong had recently ordered that any of Ye Tianxing's movements be reported. After he concealed his second martial soul, which led to Qian Daoliu humiliating Bibi Dong and stealing the head soul bone meant for Hu Liena—her attention on Ye Tianxing had intensified.
"Yes," the director nodded. "He looked through some files and then left."
"Which ones?"
The director led her to the exact shelf. Hu Liena began to examine the recently handled reports.
Her gaze stopped on one name:
Tang San. Holy Soul Village. Blue Silver Grass. Innate Full Soul Power—?!
She rubbed her eyes.
Did I read that right? Full innate soul power, and the martial soul is... Blue Silver Grass?
This kind of soul master should've been brought to the Spirit Hall immediately. Yet here he was, buried in dusty files.
And Ye Tianxing... he had just read about him.