Douluo: My Martial Soul

Upon discovering the anomaly, Mo Hui quickly walked towards the direction from which the green light was emanating.

Soon, Mo Hui arrived at the source of the green light, which was a peculiar long bow. Its body had the texture of black stone, making it appear quite unremarkable.

"What is this thing called, and what is its use?" Mo Hui pointed at the peculiar long bow in front of him and asked Qingxiao, who was beside him.

Qingxiao glanced at the glowing long bow, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

This thing used to be dull and lusterless, so why was it emitting such a bright light today?

However, despite her inner confusion, Qingxiao still explained to Mo Hui, "We call this item the Black Obsidian Bow. It should be a top-tier spirit tool from ancient times, a treasure acquired by the previous Sect Master.

Arrows shot from it can rival the power of a strong crossbow, and can even easily kill Spirit King level powerhouses.

However, the Black Obsidian Bow has extremely high demands on the wielder's physical constitution. Auxiliary-type Spirit Masters cannot use it at all, and those who can use it don't need it. That's why it has been kept here all this time. Are you interested in it?"

"Black Obsidian Bow?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Hui became curious and directly picked up the peculiar long bow in front of him.

Mo Hui subconsciously infused spirit power into it. The next second, cracks suddenly appeared on the black bow, and dazzling green light burst forth from the cracks, almost illuminating the entire treasury.

Moments later, the light dissipated, and the Black Obsidian Bow in Mo Hui's hand had completely transformed. The stone-like black outer shell had vanished, replaced by a flowing, azure long bow like the wind.

"No wonder I felt a bit familiar with it! So that's how it is!"

Seeing this, Mo Hui instantly understood the identity of the long bow in his hand. It was not some Black Obsidian Bow, but one of the divine tools lost by Wind God Hall, the Wind God Bow!

Although this Wind God Bow was merely a replica of the one in the Sea God's hand, it was still a genuine divine tool. If properly activated, even an ordinary person could easily kill a regular Titled Douluo.

At this moment, Qingxiao was already covering her mouth in shock. According to records, this bow had been in the treasury for over a hundred years, but aside from its powerful arrows, no other functions had been discovered.

"Miss Qing, why does this bowstring feel off to me? Was it added later?" Mo Hui asked Qingxiao.

Qingxiao nodded and said, "When the previous Sect Master obtained the Black Obsidian Bow, it was unstrung. Perhaps it was damaged over a long period of time. Later, the previous Sect Master re-strung it using the dragon sinews of a ten-thousand-year Spirit Beast, the Black Obsidian Dragon. That's why we call it the Black Obsidian Bow."

"I see."

Mo Hui nodded thoughtfully, then said to Qingxiao, "I'll take this bow. Is that alright?"

"Of course, you can take anything from this treasury," Qingxiao replied.

Subsequently, as Mo Hui walked deeper into the treasury, various valuable treasures appeared before him.

However, Mo Hui only selected a Titled Douluo's notebook and took nothing else afterward.

Soon, Qingxiao led Mo Hui to the deepest part of the treasury, where resources useful for cultivation began to appear before Mo Hui's eyes, including more than ten thousand-year-level Spirit Bones and herbs collected by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

"It seems that even the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School cannot keep ten-thousand-year Spirit Bones," Mo Hui couldn't help but lament at the sight.

As if sensing Mo Hui's thoughts, Qingxiao explained, "It's not that we are hiding anything, but cultivation resources like ten-thousand-year Spirit Bones cannot be kept here for too long. Only by using them can their maximum value be realized."

"I understand!" Mo Hui nodded slightly.

It was indeed very difficult to keep things like ten-thousand-year Spirit Bones. After all, School Master Ning Fengzhi and the two Douluo, Sword and Bone, probably didn't have a complete set of ten-thousand-year Spirit Bones on them. Once a ten-thousand-year Spirit Bone was obtained, it would naturally be used by them.

Only if all three had Spirit Bones for that particular body part would it be possible to store them in the treasury, but such a probability was simply too small.

Therefore, when Mo Hui saw that Spirit Hall could take out three high-quality ten-thousand-year Spirit Bones at once, his first reaction was surprise. With so many Elders and Enshriners in Spirit Hall, how could there still be ten-thousand-year Spirit Bones left?

However, recalling that Chrysanthemum Douluo, a level 95 Douluo and Bibi Dong's right-hand man, didn't even have a single Spirit Bone on him, Mo Hui instantly felt relieved.

If they didn't use them, then given Spirit Hall's strength and size, it was indeed possible to have quite a few ten-thousand-year Spirit Bones left over.

About a quarter of an hour later, Mo Hui left the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's treasury. After some selection, he chose a spirit tool that could affect the surrounding gravity. This item might be useful for him when training new recruits for his faction.

Seeing Mo Hui emerge from the treasury, Ning Fengzhi greeted him with a smile and said, "Are you satisfied with this trip?"

Then, Ning Fengzhi glanced at the azure long bow in Mo Hui's hand, which flowed like the wind, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. Did their treasury have such a treasure?

Moreover, the treasure's radiance was dazzling, only slightly weaker than the Sea God Trident on Mo Hui's back.

"I gained a lot." Mo Hui looked around and asked Ning Fengzhi, "Does School Master Ning happen to have an open space where I can test the power of this bow?"

"Of course!" Ning Fengzhi agreed without hesitation.

Soon, Ning Fengzhi led Mo Hui to one of their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's archery practice grounds.

"Do we need to provide arrows?" Ning Fengzhi asked Mo Hui upon reaching their destination.

"No need," Mo Hui shook his head and said.

Then, Mo Hui raised the Wind God Bow in his hand, and to the astonished gazes of everyone present, he removed the bowstring from it.

Mo Hui then made a pulling motion in the empty space where the bowstring had been. Instantly, countless azure lights from the surroundings converged towards him, and a bowstring made of energy appeared in everyone's view.

As the energy gathered, an azure arrow also appeared on the bow. Moments later, when Mo Hui saw that the energy had condensed to its peak, he released the finger holding the bowstring.

The azure arrow immediately shot out like a lightning bolt, crossing several hundred meters and striking a target at the edge of the archery range.

"Boom—"

The next moment, a bright light accompanied by a huge explosion sound came. After the commotion subsided, Ning Fengzhi and the others gasped at the scene they witnessed.

Hundreds of meters away, a gully fifty meters wide and extending for over a thousand meters had appeared.

Under Mo Hui's arrow, even the soil in the middle of the gully had crystallized. The azure crystals reflected the sunlight, beautiful yet incredibly shocking.