Chapter 12: Martial Soul Evolution
Back in the room!
Dugu Han took out the wooden box containing the Xuanwu Divine Pill.
He opened the box, revealing a pill the size of a quail egg.
The pill was the same dark blue as the Mystic Water Pill and exuded a strong medicinal fragrance.
Dugu Han simply smelled it, and faintly felt that his soul power had increased slightly.
"After taking this Xuanwu Divine Pill, my innate soul power should be able to reach level seven!"
Dugu Han stared at the Xuanwu Divine Pill in his hand and murmured.
Even if he cannot find the Snow Empress and cannot enter the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well in the future, reaching innate seventh-level soul power is enough for him to cultivate to the level of Titled Douluo and stand at the top of the continent!
But this is not enough!
It's far from enough!
Dugu Han's eyes flashed with ambition.
Titled Douluo has never been his goal.
He has only one goal: to become a god!
Although there is no system and no golden finger, Dugu Han believes that with his understanding of the opportunities in the original work, there is hope to achieve this goal.
"Become a god and live forever!"
Dugu Han reaffirmed his goal in his heart. Then he sat cross-legged on the bed, assumed a training posture, swallowed the Xuanwu Divine Pill into his stomach, and began to operate his soul power automatically.
A quarter of an hour later!
A strong fluctuation of soul power emanated from his body.
The surface also emitted a faint blue light.
Surrounding him was a layer of mist, and his exposed skin subtly fluctuated. In these fluctuations, some subtle airflow constantly emanated from his pores.
It was the light blue mist flowing in and out along his pores.
The effect looked no different from the marrow cleansing and bone-cutting when Dugu Han first took the Mystic Water Pill.
But the difference was that this time, the Xuanwu Divine Pill's medicinal power was more mellow and domineering.
Every wisp of blue mist flowing into his body seemed to be wrapped with countless tiny energy needles, tempering every vein.
The subtle airflow emanating from his pores carried away impurities and obscured breath accumulated in his body over many years, gradually forming wisps of gray-black turbid air.
As time passed, the soul power in Dugu Han became denser and denser, swirling around him like materialized blue smoke.
His breathing became intermittent, each intake accompanied by violent ups and downs of soul power. The muscles and bones beneath his skin seemed to be pulled and reshaped by an invisible force, producing a slight "click."
Meanwhile, in his veins, an occasional "popping" sound—signaling the clearing of stubborn blocked veins.
Gradually, as these obstructions were removed, a hot current surged from his dantian, flowing along the newly opened channels through his body like a rushing river.
The previously obscure flow of soul power became smooth and unobstructed, allowing him to absorb more energy from the outside world.
With the flow of all his veins now smooth, the blue light on Dugu Han's body suddenly intensified. His skin, which was only slightly undulating before, now began to wriggle like a living creature.
Every wriggle was accompanied by a stronger scent of foul mist.
As the mist was discharged in large quantities, Dugu Han's breath grew stronger, and his bones began to produce a "crackling" sound—as if undergoing a rebirth.
This remodeling process lasted for three entire days before it was complete!
But Dugu Han did not wake immediately.
The fluctuations of his soul power gradually formed a unique rhythm during this continuous transformation.
This rhythm was like an invisible call, attracting ice elements from the surrounding heaven and earth to gather frantically.
The ice elements outside the room surged like tides, crashing against the walls, freezing everything in sight—tables, chairs, beds turning into ice sculptures, and even the dust in the air condensing into ice crystals.
For a moment, the temperature in the entire room plummeted sharply, and water molecules in the air condensed rapidly, forming countless tiny ice crystals that flashed with cold light in the dim surroundings.
He don't know how long it took!
Dugu Han's Ice Serpent Martial Soul emerged uncontrollably.
As soon as it appeared, it raised its head and let out a sharp hiss. The sound was filled with endless chill, distorting the light in the room slightly.
The gathered ice elements, as if they had found their home, rushed toward the Ice Serpent Martial Soul, covering it with a layer of crystal-clear ice armor.
Encased in this icy armor, the body of the Ice Serpent Martial Soul began to slowly expand and wriggle, each movement slightly increasing its size.
Moreover, its scales grew thicker, flashing with sharp, cold light, as if forged from fine steel.
Faintly, mysterious lines appeared on the Ice Serpent's body, exuding a faint blue luster that resonated with the outside ice elements.
As the soul power surged further, the head of the ice Serpent widened gradually, and its once-narrow eyes deepened, revealing a chilling majesty.
Two short horns slowly sprouted from the bulge on its head, their surfaces adorned with delicate ice ridges, like the most exquisite works of art.
The body of the Ice Serpent Martial Soul continued to lengthen and thicken; what was once flexible now radiated a sense of majesty and dominance.
Meanwhile, Dugu Han's consciousness seemed to merge with the Ice Serpent Martial Soul, allowing him to feel every change during its evolution.
He could also sense the Ice Serpent Martial Soul's desire to evolve and its persistence in breaking through its limits.
In this symbiotic state, Dugu Han poured all his soul power into providing a continuous source of energy for the evolution of the Ice Serpent Martial Soul.
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On the other side, Elder Xue followed Dugu Han's instructions, took the left arm bone of the Red Flame Explosive Bear, and rushed to the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.
"Elder Xue is here!"
Ning Zhiyuan, the leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, saw only Elder Xue and looked a little confused: "Is Xiaohan not here?"
"The young master has already obtained the Xuanwu Divine Pill and is practicing in seclusion."
Elder Xue explained why Dugu Han did not come himself. Then he took out the left arm bone of the Red Flame Explosive Bear: "This is a thank-you gift that the young master asked me to bring. Thank you for your help during this period."
"Thank-you gift?"
Ning Zhiyuan's eyes flashed with surprise.
He already knew from the news that Dugu Han traded for the Xuanwu Divine Pill from the Xuanwu Sect!
This news was deliberately released by Shrek Academy to prevent the Xuanwu Sect from retaliating against Dugu Han afterward, and also to spread the words that Dugu Han said that day in the soul master world to add glory to his academy.
So Ning Zhiyuan also knew that Dugu Han had given a ten-thousand-year soul bone to Shrek Academy as a thank-you gift. But he didn't expect that his sect could also receive a ten-thousand-year soul bone.
After all, during the transaction process between Dugu Han and the Xuanwu Sect, it was Shrek Academy that helped the most. Although the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect also contributed, it didn't play a major role.
(End of this chapter)