Chapter 88: Exceptional Quality

"What is Jingbi?" Little Dot asked curiously.

Everyone was taken aback. How could this little thing not know anything? Was he really someone who had just come out of the ancient forest?

"Alright, let's see when you manage to extract the bone." The old man frowned in frustration.

"Okay, sure," Little Dot nodded firmly. His purpose in entering the Void Divine Realm was to refine himself and learn.

According to the Willow God, the things that appeared here corresponded to real-world prototypes. Living in the Great Wilderness, Little Dot was extremely isolated and had no understanding of the outside world, so this was a good opportunity for him to learn.

"How does he not even know about Jingbi?" More people arrived after hearing the news, gathering like spectators to a rare species, pointing and discussing from a distance.

Little Dot continued to knock and examine the symbols on the large blue stone, which was about ten feet square, focusing intently on the few symbol-bones embedded in it.

"Exceptional quality! He really intends to dig up the bones from the passage. I've never seen anyone like this before."

"This little guy is quite greedy. I'm curious to see how he plans to remove them. No one has ever managed to do such a thing."

"Haha, he's adorably foolish. Which family's child is this? How did they raise him to act like this?"

A group of people waited to see the joke unfold. They felt the child was excessively greedy. If he were an adult, he would have been ridiculed a hundred times over by now. Instead, people couldn't help but laugh, finding his naivety amusing.

"Kid, do you need tools? I'll lend you one," said a middle-aged man with a squint and a teasing tone.

Little Dot didn't even look up, simply accepting the "kindness" and replied, "Yes, give me a hammer that weighs twenty thousand pounds."

Everyone was stunned. That’s a hammer, not a cottage. Who would make such a huge one? Could it even be lifted? And besides, how could someone so young ask for a hammer that weighs twenty thousand pounds? This showed an overestimation of himself and his confidence.

"I don’t have a twenty-thousand-pound one, but I do have a two-thousand-pound one," the middle-aged man said, throwing a hammer as large as a millstone, which created a deep pit in the ground.

"I’m afraid it will break," Little Dot said without looking up, still working on the symbol-bones on the blue stone.

The middle-aged man’s face darkened. He felt slightly mocked and said, "Never mind, use it. If it breaks, you don't have to compensate."

"Alright, I won’t be polite then," Little Dot said, scratching his head. He then seemed to remember something and asked, "By the way, Uncle, since this is a spiritual world created by ancient gods, how can you carry a hammer? Is it also part of your spiritual will?"

"Go away, just use it. Why so many questions?" The middle-aged man’s forehead twitched.

"Okay." Little Dot didn’t press further. It was a pity; after all, it was a question. These people were too perfunctory. Why couldn’t they offer some genuine guidance?

Little Dot jumped down from the blue stone and picked up the large hammer.

An elderly man with a full head of white hair kindly reminded him, "Child, being able to lift or hold a weapon doesn’t mean you can use it effectively. It takes ten times the strength to wield it properly. Be careful not to hurt yourself."

"I know," Little Dot nodded. He then focused on the brightly feathered bird perched on the old man's shoulder and asked, "Old man, is this bird also your transformation?"

"Go away," the old man waved his sleeve, his face darkening.

"Why is everyone like this? Can’t anyone give me some guidance?" Little Dot grumbled, his voice low but audible to those around him.

"This kid," many people muttered, thinking that his random questions were intentional mockery.

As the crowd grumbled, Little Dot swung the large hammer down on the blue stone. A loud clang echoed, sparks flew, and the noise was deafening.

"Well, he has some strength. He really managed to swing it," someone nodded.

"Clang, clang, clang!"

The next moment, everyone covered their ears. Little Dot’s hammer hit the blue stone continuously like a chicken pecking, the sound of metal striking stone forming a continuous stream that almost ruptured their eardrums.

This was the Void Divine Realm, where it felt as if the real body was present, with identical perceptions and no difference.

Finally, with a "clang," the hammer deformed, the head flew off, and it broke from the handle.

The crowd stared in disbelief. This little guy really had some skill, managing to destroy a large hammer so quickly. His strength was indeed impressive.

Little Dot looked nervous and quickly said, "Uncle, you said I don’t have to compensate for the hammer."

After all, this was a spiritual world, and items turned into weapons shouldn’t be too bad. He was worried about not being able to afford compensation.

Seeing his nervousness, the crowd laughed. Only the middle-aged man had a dark face, snorting. He was genuinely pained.

"Kid, can you actually dig up the bone? Don’t waste our time. We’re waiting to see you show your skills," others teased.

"It’s my first time here. I don’t have experience. I don’t know how to crack it. Uncles and aunties, do you have any suggestions to enlighten me?" Little Dot asked.

The crowd didn’t know what to say. Who would be idle enough to crack the Void Divine Realm’s passage? Even if they invited an ancient beast, it probably wouldn’t be able to break it.

In fact, they wanted to say that this kid was a bit foolish. He must have been bored to come up with such an exceptional stunt to attract attention.

"Young man, go for it. Use all your strength. I’m rooting for you," someone encouraged loudly, hoping to see him continue to struggle.

A kind-hearted girl advised, "It’s impossible to break this. No one can, unless you set some kind of record. To achieve miracles in the Void Divine Realm, you need to break some extreme boundaries."

The girl further explained that this was a world created by ancient gods, who had considered many details, including the possibility of nurturing potent descendants here.

Even after long ages, the rules and order here still operated. Anyone who could break certain extreme boundaries would gain certain benefits.

Moreover, during this process, the Void Divine Realm would provide some protection, masking the practitioner’s aura to keep their magical techniques secret.

"This is the initial area. No matter how strong you are, your combat power here can only reach the Bloodshed Realm and cannot surpass it," the girl added.

"Ah, so it’s magical," Little Dot’s eyes widened.

"Yes, to break through the extreme boundaries here, you can only use the strength of the Bloodshed Realm. Although many have already surpassed this realm, it doesn’t help."

"I see," Little Dot nodded, his eyes sparkling. "If I succeed, what benefits will I get?"

The crowd was dizzy. Did he really think he could achieve something monumental? Such a remarkable person couldn’t appear so easily, and besides, the kid seemed a bit foolish, not knowing his own limits.

"This foolish child really doesn’t understand anything," someone nearby scoffed. "You’ll be crying soon enough."

Many people crossed their arms and smiled, ready to see Little Dot make a fool of himself. They were looking forward to it.

"I move very quickly. I plan to surpass the extreme speed," Little Dot said seriously.

"You can give it a try," some people said with a chuckle.

In the next moment, Little Dot’s entire body began to glow. Various bone inscriptions appeared, densely covering the area.

"What is he trying to do?" The crowd watched intently as streams of colorful light began to swirl around, quickly enveloping the large blue stone. The onlookers could no longer see what was happening inside.

"Is he about to use a magical technique? But why does it seem so weak?" The crowd was a bit dazzled by the numerous inscriptions, which formed a brilliant light screen.

"He’s really running, and he actually wants to achieve extreme speed. This has nothing to do with digging out the bones."

At that moment, a field of light rose around the blue stone, isolating the area from the outside world. The rules of the Void Divine Realm began to protect Little Dot.

His aura changed suddenly. His clear eyes shot out two beams of lightning as he swung his fists with immense force towards the blue stone, creating an astonishing impact.

"Boom!"

He used his physical strength, not a magical technique, to strike the blue stone. The immense force caused an explosion of blinding light, which was terrifying.

"Crack!"

A sound of cracking followed. Little Dot was delighted as it worked. He had previously used the power of inscriptions, but found that the symbol-bones on the blue stone would activate divine patterns to defend themselves. After several attempts, he realized that the fewer inscriptions he used, the less the bones would resist. Now, using pure physical strength, the bones barely glowed and did not protect the blue stone.

Even so, the blue stone was impressive. Little Dot swung his arm, and even if it were divine iron, he could have shattered it. However, despite using over a hundred thousand pounds of force, he could only create a crack in the stone.

"Let’s do it again."

His eyes shone brightly as he used every ounce of strength he could muster, striking the blue stone with the force of crashing waves. The overwhelming aura was awe-inspiring, but sadly, no one could see it.

"Crack, crack, crack!"

Finally, under Little Dot’s immense physical strength, the blue stone, about ten feet square, shattered into pieces, and a few shiny symbol-bones fell onto the grass.

"Success!" Little Dot exclaimed in delight, quickly picking up one of the symbol-bones. It was pure white, translucent, and shining.

Suddenly, the remaining symbol-bones began to glow and flew away, and the large blue stone turned into a rain of light and disappeared. Little Dot stamped his feet and said, "Hey, where are you going? Stop!"

In the end, he only obtained one symbol-bone, which shone brightly.

The crowd was stunned, unable to believe that he had truly succeeded.

They could hardly believe their eyes. It seemed impossible and too unbelievable.

"Cheating! How could he possibly set a record?" A group of people shouted.

However, Little Dot’s voice was even louder. In frustration, he yelled, "Why did I only get one symbol-bone? There were three more! Why did they fly away?"

No matter how you looked at it, he seemed like a small-time collector, jumping and shouting, leaving the crowd speechless.

"It’s mine, mine! How did it get away?" Little Dot cried out.

"You have one in your hand," someone said indignantly. It seemed so unfair that this young kid had actually succeeded.

"There were a few more," Little Dot said.

The crowd was at a loss for words, feeling a mix of frustration, disappointment, and pain. An old man said, "Stop shouting. You attacked the Void Divine Realm passage and did something so bizarre and exceptional. Not being punished is already a miracle. Giving you one symbol-bone is proof of your success."

"Oh, I see," Little Dot scratched his head and asked quietly, "If I succeed next time, will I be able to get another one?"

The crowd was exasperated. This kid...