Douluo, my clone Groudon

Chapter 282 The Born Evil Soul Master, Yin Wansheng
In the outskirts of Mingdu, within the Sun Moon Empire, lies a secluded manor shrouded in layers of soul-guiding barriers. This is where Mo Hongchen privately meets with important figures, and the atmosphere here is heavy.

Gula stood in the center of the courtyard, moonlight bathing him and casting a long shadow. His expression was calm, and beside him stood a figure shrouded in a black robe.

"Dean Hongchen, please look." Gula's voice was deep. Yin Wansheng took off his hood, and a dense, pure, and extremely cold death aura erupted out like a volcano!

The exotic flowers and plants that had been carefully cultivated in the manor withered and died instantly, and even the ground was covered with a thin layer of black frost.

Even Mo Hongchen, a titled Douluo, felt a bone-chilling cold penetrate his soul, and his soul power seemed to freeze slightly.

Under Mo Hongchen's astonished and uncertain gaze, Yin Wansheng revealed his true face.

He was tall and thin, wearing a large black cloak that seemed to absorb all light, with the hood covering most of his face, revealing only a pale, bloodless chin.

He was surrounded by a visible gray aura, which was pure yin energy that flowed around his body like a living thing.

He stood there, like a block of ice that had never melted, or a bottomless ancient well, radiating an unsettling stillness and chill.

Slowly raising his head, beneath the shadow of the hood, a pair of emotionless eyes, with a ghostly green light flickering deep within their pupils, locked onto Mo Hongchen.

"Yin Wansheng," Gula's voice was as if introducing a rare treasure, "Greetings, Dean Hongchen."

Yin Wansheng nodded slightly, his movements stiff, like a puppet with rusty joints, without making a sound. But an invisible, cold fluctuation of mental energy had already quietly spread out.

Mo Hongchen's pupils contracted sharply! The instant Yin Wansheng looked up, he felt as if he had fallen into a dark and eerie realm!
The surrounding scenery became blurry and distorted, the light dimmed, the sounds faded away, and even his own soul power perception became dull and sluggish! A chill and a sense of oppression from the depths of his soul arose spontaneously, making even this titled Douluo feel a chill in his heart!
Without even lifting a finger, the mere natural release of mental energy created such a terrifying suppressive effect! This domain's weakening of perception and spirit is truly the nemesis of offensive Soul Masters!

"Such a powerful domain!" Mo Hongchen was shocked. He circulated his soul power to dispel the discomfort, but his eyes became even sharper. "Show me your martial soul and abilities!"

Yin Wansheng silently raised his right hand. His palm was also pale, with a faint bluish-gray tinge beneath his skin, as if it were metallic.

hum!
Deep black spirit rings rose from beneath his feet. There were only four of them, but each one was as black as ink and emitted a chilling aura that made one's heart tremble!
"Roar--!"

A deep roar, seemingly from the deepest hell, resounded! A three-meter-tall, faceless phantom, clad in a tattered black robe and holding shackles, materialized behind Yin Wansheng!

The phantom was surrounded by an incredibly dense, dark gray aura, with countless twisted and tormented soul phantoms appearing and disappearing among its sleeves, emitting silent wails! The mere manifestation of the martial spirit caused the temperature in the entire manor to plummet below freezing!

Martial Soul - Yin Ghost King!

"Attack that target!"

Mo Hongchen pointed to a test dummy made of high-strength alloy in the corner of the courtyard, and at the same time signaled a Soul Emperor-level guard with a deep aura to take action, both as a test and as a probe.

The Soul Emperor's guard let out a low shout, his six soul rings lit up, and his longsword ignited with blazing flames. With a single slash, the fiery blade light cut towards Yin Wansheng like a bolt of lightning!
A glint flashed in Yin Wansheng's eyes beneath his hood.

"First Soul Skill: Unyielding Spirit!"

The phantom of the Yin Ghost King lightly swung its scythe. Several almost invisible gray streams of energy, like serpents, silently coiled around the fiery blade.

A bizarre scene unfolded! The blazing, violent fiery soul power, upon contact with the gray airflow, rapidly dimmed and extinguished as if doused with cold water! The power of the blade's aura was also greatly weakened!

Taking advantage of the moment when it was weakened, the ghostly green flames in Yin Wansheng's eyes suddenly flickered! An invisible and intangible mental shock, carrying extreme cold and evil intent, instantly crossed space and pierced into the mind of the Soul Emperor who had made the move!

"Ugh!"

The Soul Emperor's guard let out a painful groan, his attack instantly crumbling. He clutched his head and staggered backward, his face deathly pale, his eyes filled with terror and confusion! It was as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world!

"Second Soul Skill: Yin Qi Parasitism!"

Having easily defeated a Soul Emperor, Yin Wansheng showed no emotional fluctuation. If it weren't for the lack of a suitable cultivation environment, he would have already fused with his Soul Spirit and broken through to Soul King. He pointed at the alloy dummy in the distance. A wisp of extremely fine, almost indistinguishable gray-black Yin energy shot out like lightning, instantly disappearing into the dummy's body!
Click!Click!
Inside the hard alloy dummy, a sickening corrosive and freezing sound was emanating! Its surface was covered with a layer of grayish-white frost at a visible speed, its movements became extremely stiff and sluggish, and the soul-guiding core components inside seemed to be severely corroded and interfered with!

Even more terrifying, Mo Hongchen keenly sensed that the wisp of Yin energy was like a seed, seemingly able to lie dormant and grow within the target's body, and perhaps... could even be remotely detonated or controlled by Yin Wansheng!

"Enough!" Mo Hongchen shouted in a deep voice, stopping the guard from taking any further action. His gaze was fixed on Yin Wansheng, his expression constantly shifting.

Incredible! Incredibly powerful! This bizarre domain, this domineering mental attack, this unpredictable parasitic Yin energy... every ability is ruthless and vicious, targeting the vital points!
Moreover, Mo Hongchen had just keenly noticed that when the Soul Emperor guard was subjected to the mental attack, Yin Wansheng seemed to be able to slightly influence the direction of its retreat for a fleeting moment! What did this mean? It meant that his control over his mental power might have reached an extremely precise level!

What alarmed Mo Hongchen even more was Yin Wansheng's body! Just now, in the instant the guard was struck by the mental attack, a burst of overflowing fiery soul power grazed Yin Wansheng's arm.

The flames, powerful enough to melt gold and iron, left only a faint white mark on his pale arm! They didn't even burn through his skin! Beneath that bluish-gray skin, it seemed not to be flesh and blood, but some kind of extremely tough, cold metal or... a zombie's body!
"Potential... beyond doubt, truly unparalleled!" A storm raged in Mo Hongchen's heart. Yin Wansheng's displayed talent was absolutely no less than Bai Yuan's and Mu Yi's! In some aspects, it was even more unpredictable and difficult to defend against!

But... it's too much like an evil spirit master! This sinister Ghost King martial spirit, this ability to manipulate yin and death energy, this zombie-like body... every single one of them is on the edge of the forbidden zone of orthodox spirit master knowledge! Once discovered, it will be a devastating blow to the reputation of Sun Moon Academy!

Mo Hongchen was caught in a violent struggle. Gula watched quietly from the side, a faint smile playing on his lips, as if he were enjoying Mo Hongchen's inner torment.

Time ticked by. Mo Hongchen's gaze lingered on Yin Wansheng, his powerful mental energy meticulously probing every energy fluctuation emanating from him.

Cold, deathly still, pure... Yes, pure!

Mo Hongchen's brows suddenly relaxed a little.

He noticed a crucial detail: the Yin energy emanating from Yin Wansheng, though dense and terrifyingly cold, was exceptionally pure in essence!
There is no trace of the filth and impurity unique to the power of evil soul masters, such as bloodshed, resentment, and slaughter!

This purity seems to be something naturally formed, or something refined through some extremely special process that doesn't involve killing! Like the purest ice, it is cold, but without any impurities.

Moreover, although Yin Wansheng's movements were slightly stiff, his eyes did not reveal complete madness or bloodlust. Instead, they held a kind of... suppressed, cold rationality.

He was more like a meticulously crafted weapon with terrifying power than a wild beast that had gone out of control.

Enormous risks come with unimaginable rewards! A genius with such terrifying potential, unpredictable and difficult-to-defend abilities, and currently seemingly "pure" power! If one could control him, nurture him, and combine him with the Sun Moon Empire's top-tier soul-guiding technology…

The hesitation in Mo Hongchen's eyes was gradually replaced by a gambler's determination. He took a deep breath, as if he had made a momentous decision.

"Yin Wansheng," Mo Hongchen's voice regained its composure, carrying the majesty of a Title Douluo, "I acknowledge your talent. Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy welcomes you to join us."

He paused, his gaze sharp as a knife: "However, you need to abide by the academy's rules. Your power... is very special, requiring specific resources to guide and compensate for it. The academy will provide you with the finest Yin-attribute natural treasures, and will even attempt to find legendary items that balance Yin and Yang, to help you compensate for your body's stiffness and stabilize your power."

"But correspondingly, your abilities must be strictly controlled within the academy. You are not allowed to reveal the Yin Ghost King Martial Soul unless absolutely necessary, and you are not allowed to harm the academy's teachers and students in any form! Can you do that?"

Yin Wansheng's deep green eyes, hidden beneath his hood, flickered slightly, as if he were processing Mo Hongchen's words. A few seconds later, he nodded slowly and very slightly. The movement was still stiff, but it conveyed clear obedience.

"willing"

“Very good.” Mo Hongchen felt a great weight lifted from his heart. He then turned to Gula, his eyes filled with complex emotions: “Young friend Gula, the ‘surprises’ you’ve given me are truly one bigger than the last. My Sun Moon Academy will take this person on! The resource share we promised you will be delivered on time.”

Gula smiled slightly, a smile that conveyed an air of complete control: "Dean Hongchen has the courage. I believe this will be a win-win deal. Yin Wansheng is now in your hands."

He glanced one last time at Yin Wansheng, who stood like a cold sculpture, his figure fading into the moonlight as if disappearing into the shadows.

In the courtyard, only Mo Hongchen, Yin Wansheng, and the still-shaken courtyard guards remained.

(End of this chapter)