Most importantly, Arthur had too many abilities, making it even more difficult to design Battle Armor that was compatible with him.
Gu Yue had only been studying design for a few years; her brain was practically smoking from the effort, yet progress remained slow.
In an extremely rare occurrence, Na'er did not interject.
The topic of Battle Armor was too high-level; Na'er truly didn't understand it.
She was a bit of a scatterbrain.
In fact, she was just like Agravaine, a freeloader who had chosen the Mecha Repairman profession just for the sake of appearances.
Arthur noticed a flicker of hesitation in the depths of Gu Yue's eyes.
He sat up, uncharacteristically putting away his punchable expression, and spoke with a more serious tone: "No rush, let's take it slow. I'm still a long way from the Spirit King Rank required to wear Battle Armor normally."
Actually, it wasn't that far off.
Hearing this, Gu Yue's mouth refused to yield: "Who said anything about simplifying it for you? The Battle Armor I design must be the one most perfectly suited to you."
She paused, and as if suddenly thinking of something, her eyes darted around as she added, "However, you have to cooperate with me. Set aside some time every week for me to record your physical data in detail."
"No problem!" Arthur agreed, patting his chest. He was free anyway; if he could help Gu Yue make progress while passing the time, why not?
Xie Xie watched the two of them acting in harmony and chimed in sourly, "Are you two really just making Battle Armor together? This is getting way too lovey-dovey."
"Bullshit!" Na'er was the first to be displeased, sending Xie Xie flying with a kick.
Why was he trying to ship people for no reason?
Tang Wulin shook his head as he watched, thinking that Xie Xie really never learned his lesson. He had no idea how many times Na'er had beaten him up, yet he still dared to stir up trouble like this.
Xu Xiaoyan, standing to the side, took everything in. The food-guarding Na'er was her greatest enemy.
Truly despicable to the extreme.
She silently resolved to Cultivate hard. Once she achieved Major Achievement, she would definitely restrain Na'er and then snatch away the Imperial Seal... no, snatch away Arthur.
The world has suffered under Na'er for too long!
Xie Xie stumbled back from Na'er's kick, clutching his buttocks and grimacing: "Na'er, are you crazy! What did I do to provoke you?"
"Hmph!" Na'er stood with her hands on her hips, her purple eyes wide and round like a cat with its fur standing on end. "Big brother Arthur and Gu Yue are just making Battle Armor, stop talking nonsense!"
She didn't care about anything else, but Arthur was hers; no one could just make things up about him.
Looking at the bristling Na'er, Xu Xiaoyan touched the starwheel ice staff in her hand, her resolve strengthening.
Tang Wulin looked left and right, suddenly feeling that the atmosphere among everyone had become a bit subtle.
He scratched his head with a silly look: "I'm hungry, I'm going to eat first."
Then he immediately turned and ran away.
It was a form of emergency evasion... the following days passed very easily.
Arthur's daily life followed a regular pattern.
In the morning, he would sleep until he woke up naturally, then slip to the training ground before Wu Zhangkong's training began. He'd find a shady spot to lie down and watch the members of Class Zero being chased around by Teacher Wu like chickens and dogs.
Sometimes, after school, he would cooperate with Gu Yue to record data.
Na'er remained Arthur's most loyal little follower, sticking to him at all times except during class.
Every time Gu Yue looked for Arthur to record data, Na'er would secretly sneak to Gu Yue's door, peeking through the crack to watch Gu Yue "fuss" over Arthur, fearing the two might get up to some "funny business."
Xu Xiaoyan, on the other hand, entered a mode of frantic internal competition. Every day after training, she would secretly run to the small woods behind the academy's mountain at night for extra practice.
She would either contemplate Star Power or treat tree trunks as if they were Na'er, repeatedly releasing control skills while muttering: "Na'er, don't move! Brother Arthur will be mine sooner or later."
...And so, a year and a half passed.
Calculating carefully, two and a half years had passed since the end of the Tianhai Alliance Grand Competition.
Arthur had also reached the advanced age of twelve.
However, he was still at Rank 40 because he hadn't condensed a spirit ring. But his Soul Power was still constantly improving; once he absorbed the hundred thousand year spirit bone and the Hundred-Thousand-Year soul spirit, he should be able to rush directly to over Rank 50.
In his bedroom, Arthur took out the hundred thousand year spirit bone he had obtained from Shrek Academy.
This was a left arm bone, which was very rare. Since Spirit System Spirit Bones were basically all skull bones, this was the first time Arthur had seen a left arm bone.
Though, overall, he hadn't seen many Spirit Bones at all.
"It's about time." Feeling his Spiritual Power at the Peak of the Spirit Sea Realm, Arthur decided that today would be the day he made his Breakthrough into the Spirit Abyss Realm.
The air in the bedroom gradually became thick. The hundred thousand year spirit bone hovered in Arthur's palm, glowing with a faint halo, with subtle fluctuations of Spiritual Power spreading out.
Arthur sat cross-legged on the bed, his red dragon furnace core accelerating its pulse as scarlet-gold Soul Power wove a dense protective net within his body.
Absorbing a hundred thousand year spirit bone was extremely risky, but it didn't matter to Arthur. With Earth Vein Power protecting him, he wouldn't die.
Since he couldn't die, he would absorb it with everything he had.
If something really went wrong, the Douluo Plane itself would intervene. As the designated Plane Master, Arthur was now essentially the Douluo Plane's progenitor.
With a gentle flick, the Spirit Bone automatically adhered to his left arm. A cold sensation instantly spread, followed by a surge of energy so vast it was suffocating, pouring into his body like a flood breaking through a dam.
"Buzz—"
The silver-purple patterns on the Spirit Bone suddenly lit up, transforming into countless tiny threads of light that bored deep into his bones along his blood vessels.
An intense, stinging pain instantly swept through his entire body, as if countless small knives were scraping his arm bone.
Arthur clenched his teeth, the veins on his temples bulging, and cold sweat slid down his cheeks.
Within his Sea of Consciousness, the Spiritual Power that was originally like a calm lake instantly whipped up into a tempestuous sea.
The physical burden of the hundred thousand year spirit bone was actually manageable. It was primarily the mental energy contained within it that was too overbearing. The silver-purple torrent crashed against Arthur's Spiritual Power, making it teeter, and even faint cracks appeared at the edges of his Sea of Consciousness.
The most hellish part was coming.
Arthur took the initiative to release his Spiritual Power, calling upon the power of heaven and earth.
In an instant, Earth Vein Power surged into his body from beneath his feet.
A trace of heavenly might also suddenly descended from the Void Realm.
These were both powers originating from the depths of the Douluo Plane; combined, they worked in tandem.
They began to frantically pummel the violent power within the hundred thousand year spirit bone.
"Buzz—"
Under the assault, the Spirit Bone seemed to let out a mournful cry and began to shatter.
Perhaps it was an illusion; how could a Spirit Bone cry out?
The red dragon furnace core roared in his chest, and scarlet-gold Soul Power circulated fiercely within his body.
The left arm bone was wrapped in a searing power, and the shattered bone fragments fused into his own bone. Every inch of his left arm bone greedily devoured the energy of the Spirit Bone.
"Crack... crack..."
The crisp sounds of bone restructuring continuously rang out. Arthur's left arm pulsed incessantly, and a silver-purple light shone through his skin, illuminating the entire bedroom like a dreamscape.
Within the Sea of Consciousness, Arthur's Spiritual Power acted like a furnace, refining the overbearing silver-purple energy. The Sea of Consciousness, originally only the size of a lake, expanded frantically, its edges constantly pushing outward.
Eventually, it transformed into a golden ocean, with specks of silver-purple starlight floating on the surface—that was the completely refined Spirit Bone Origin.
"Boom!"
An invisible roar echoed in the depths of his Sea of Consciousness, and Arthur's Spiritual Power Rank broke through.
Spirit Abyss Realm!
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