Douluo: What the hell is the academic master development system?

Chapter 374 Snowflakes Fall? Blood Falls! (4K)

It's no wonder Chen Ping reacted so strongly.

In Chen Ping's vision, the various ice-attribute powers of the Snow Emperor would most likely be incompatible with his power system.

Putting everything else aside, which move is more suitable for him: the Snow Emperor's Palm of Great Cold Without Snow or the Snow Emperor's Sword of Ice Extreme Unparalleled?
Even the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear's top-grade external right palm bone was given to Wu Feng by Chen Ping because it wasn't suitable for his fighting style. In Chen Ping's eyes, the Snow Emperor's three ultimate skills were even more useless.

Chen Ping was willing to absorb Xue Di's soul ring purely to enhance his own cultivation aptitude and physical qualities; he didn't expect Xue Di to provide him with a few soul skills suitable for him.

But Chen Ping forgot that in the original story, the Snow Emperor first self-destructed, leaving only a little bit of her original power, and then her Snow Pill was ignited because of the Ten Thousand Year Mysterious Ice Bed.

In the rush, the Snow Empress could only preserve her Three Ultimate Skills; as for the other skills, it didn't matter if they were lost.

Even the Eight-Cornered Ice Grass, a Buddhist-type plant-type soul beast with little talent, has four soul skills. How could the Snow Empress only have three?

However, now that the Snow Empress has retained almost 99% of her original state, sealed herself and became Chen Ping's soul spirit, she has an inexhaustible supply of ultimate skills available. Picking two soul skills suitable for Chen Ping is simply too easy.

As early as in the legends of Yuki-onna, she possessed the ability to instantly freeze any human who deceived her. At the same time, because she had the special ability to turn into snow mist and disappear without a trace, the legends about Yuki-onna became increasingly mysterious.

In this situation, it was perfectly reasonable for Xue Di to casually pull out a soul skill, Frost Seal, that was extremely suitable for Chen Ping.

Chen Ping looked left and right, and without warning, he extended his soul power toward a small skeleton a few dozen meters away.

The instant his soul power landed on this guy, he slightly raised his left hand, and a character that looked like it was carved from ice appeared in Chen Ping's palm.

At the same time, the soul power within Chen Ping's body instantly transformed from the originally stable and balanced soul power into extreme cold energy.

In the blink of an eye, the little skeleton who was choosing nice ribs to put on itself was frozen in place, as if it had turned into an ice sculpture.

A second later, the little skeleton seemed to shudder as if it had been given a shiver, regaining its ability to move. Its entire body was covered in frost, and even the white necromantic fire inside its skull almost went out.

These small skeletons, with white soul fire burning inside their skulls, are the lowest-level undead life forms in the undead demiplane. Their strength hovers between that of ordinary people and soul warriors, and they are the kind of creatures that can be easily killed by an ordinary person wielding a heavy hammer.

Above this white-level skeleton are undead creatures possessing the seven soul flames of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet.

The few remaining bone dragons in the undead demiplane all have purple soul flames burning inside their skulls. Their cultivation level is similar to that of a Soul Douluo, but combined with their sturdy dragon bones, they are capable of fighting against a Title Douluo.

As for the level nine undead creatures whose skulls burn with seven-colored soul fire, there are none in the current undead demiplane; they all perished in that holy war along with Elex.

The undead creatures within the undead demiplane can advance by devouring the souls of living beings or the soul fire of other undead creatures.

It's not impossible to let those bone dragons devour each other and raise a bone dragon at the level of seven-colored soul fire.

But it's obvious that unless Chen Ping has lost his mind, he wouldn't choose to do that.

"The soul skill I gave you should suit your personality fairly well, right?"

Just then, Xue Di's clear and cold voice rang out in Chen Ping's spiritual sea. Chen Ping looked inward into his spiritual sea and immediately saw Xue Di sitting on the beach of his spiritual sea, hugging her knees and sunbathing.

At this moment, the sun that Xue Di was basking in was naturally the eye of true vision of living beings above Chen Ping's spiritual sea.

The extremely rich life force was perfect for Xue Di, who had just sealed her primordial power into Chen Ping's body and whose spiritual power was somewhat depleted, to recover.

"Great, it couldn't be better."

Chen Ping sighed, no wonder Xue Di, such a ferocious beast spirit ring, only provided one spirit skill on his insect glaive's fourth ring. This really shows that quality is more important than quantity.

Rather than forcing a few useless skills onto yourself, such as the ultimate technique "Emperor's Cold Heaven," it's better to just add a soul skill that best suits you.

As for the remaining Snow Empress's ultimate techniques, let her unleash them freely.

Since the Snow Empress's soul spirit has retained its own soul bone as its foundation, it doesn't need four or five soul ring slots to store its unique skills.

If given enough soul power, the current Snow Empress would be a growing Ice and Snow Maiden. She might seem harmless, but in reality, she would be incredibly powerful in a fight.

It can be said that the main factor currently hindering the Snow Empress's soul spirit combat power is Chen Ping's own soul power reserves.

Chen Ping's own soul skills were all heavy consumers of soul power, and on top of that, there was Xue Di, whose soul power consumption rate was no less than his own.
Putting aside the idea of ​​summoning the Snow Empress to fight for him whenever he had nothing else to do, Chen Ping twirled the Jade Scorpion Staff in his hand and switched it back to the Star Tumor Staff.

At that moment, the few lines of small characters recording the soul skills on the orange-gold soul ring under Chen Ping's feet also changed.

【Snowflakes Fall: In an instant, they transform into snow mist, which, after being struck by an enemy's attack, drifts away with the wind and reforms anywhere near the enemy.】

The cold wind falls, snowflakes drift and dance in the wind, ethereal as smoke. Beside the enemy, my shadow appears suddenly, like a fleeting dream, elusive and hard to find. The cold wind falls, the world is vast and desolate.

Upon reading the description of the fourth soul skill of the Beast Staff, Chen Ping's body trembled.

Judging from the skill description, it's similar to Laughing at the World's Golden Affection, which grants immunity to 90% of physical attacks for a few seconds, or similar to Nana's Ghost Possession, which only lasts for one second but makes all physical attacks ineffective.

However, after carefully reading the description of this skill, Chen Ping realized just how exaggerated this skill, which didn't even have any numerical values ​​added, really was.

This soul skill means that in the floating state, one is immune to all attacks, whether physical or non-physical.

What snowflakes are falling?

This is bloodshed!

"This soul skill is just like Pineapple Snowstorm. It has the word 'snow' in its name, but it blows blood instead of snow. It's the blood on the sword."

Chen Ping subconsciously let out a sigh of admiration.

"Pineapple Snow, who is that? Sounds like an extraordinary human swordsman."

Just then, Xue Di also heard Chen Ping's mutterings and asked curiously.

Pineapple Blows Snow, but it doesn't blow snow; it blows the blood on the sword. These words carry a hint of aloofness and arrogance, making the Snow Emperor subconsciously want to get to know her.

"This... Pineapple Snow is a friend from my hometown. He is indeed a swordsman, but perhaps not as otherworldly as you might think." Chen Ping was embarrassed, and for a moment he really didn't know how to introduce his old friend named Pineapple Snow to Xue Di.

"A human swordsman who can say such things must be no ordinary person. Based on my long years of understanding of you human swordsmen, that's the case."

Chen Ping thought about the record of a certain philandering pineapple head who had been defeated by the Heavenly Venerable and was now in the golden position. He couldn't say for a moment whether Pineapple Snow was vulgar or elegant. He could only say that the most vulgar is the most elegant!
However, Chen Ping soon realized that something was wrong.

"Snow Empress, may I ask why you seem to know about swordsmen among humans? Haven't you always lived in the far north?"

Chen Ping was indeed curious about this question.

After all, even the Ice Emperor once ventured out of the far north to capture the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm.

Xue Di seems to be a complete homebody who has never left the far north. Under such circumstances, how does Xue Di know so much about swordsmen in the human world?

"Of course I've never left the far north, but swordsmen from your human world often come to me."

"Some I killed, and some I didn't kill, but they returned to the human world and spread my reputation."

"The swordsmen of your human world are very pure, and I admire them. In order to improve their sword skills, they are willing to risk their lives to challenge any enemy they encounter. This is not just about one or two swordsmen, but about all the swordsmen I have ever met."

At this point, Xue Di's fair face flushed slightly: "Therefore, I don't think what Electrolux said is entirely correct. There are still lives in this world that can disregard life and death."

It was obvious that Xue Di was still resentful about how she had been persuaded to lower her guard by Yi Lao's few words.

Chen Ping said, "Snow Emperor, those swordsmen fought you at the cost of their lives in order to perfect their sword techniques. In our human language, it would be said that their deaths were worthwhile and heroic enough, and they would not regret it even in death."

"But when Elder Yi advised you before, he just didn't want us to end up with a lose-lose situation."

"Death is simple, but it takes courage to live on after seeing the truth clearly."

Upon hearing this, Xue Di's fair face tightened slightly, as if she wanted to maintain her dignity, but her icy blue eyes blinked involuntarily.

She gave a soft "humph," slightly raised her chin, and nodded in a deliberately indifferent manner.

However, she didn't control her movements well, and nodded her head a little too forcefully, causing a strand of silver hair to sway, making her look just like a ferret that had been stroked and was now acting haughty.

Seeing this, Chen Ping couldn't help but find it amusing, and his understanding of the Snow Emperor deepened a bit.

Yes, the Snow Woman, born from the purest ice-attribute elemental energy in the far north, should theoretically be an existence like a blank slate.

That noble and lofty spirit, like plum blossoms braving the snow and freezing cold, may indeed partly come from the environment of the far north.

But another part is actually nurtured by the qualities of generations of swordsmen who have been climbing to the pinnacle of swordsmanship.

This is probably why, among the Snow Emperor's ultimate techniques, there is a move called "Emperor Sword: Great Cold Without Snow."

"A person, no, Chen Ping."

Xue Di subconsciously wanted to call Chen Ping by the common name she used for humans, but quickly changed her mind.

"I've heard that there are beings in your human world called philosophers, who say many thought-provoking things. You must be a philosopher from your human world, right?"

"What you said makes some sense, I've taken it all in."

Seeing Xue Di speak so solemnly, Chen Ping couldn't help but grin: "Alright, it's about time. We'll have plenty of time to talk later. I'll go out first."

As he spoke, Chen Ping rose from the pile of bones in the undead demiplane.

With a wave of his hand, he summoned a gate to the dead in just four or five seconds.

This speed is much faster than when he first summoned the Gate of the Dead.

Although in Electrolux's eyes, Chen Ping's speed in opening the door was enough to make him wait to be killed by an assassin, bombarded by a mage, and then attacked by a warrior, Chen Ping was thick-skinned and pretended not to hear it.

He's only just begun to explore the Dao of Space, so of course he knows that the speed at which a mage opens a portal determines his safety. But this is something that can't be rushed; it has to be done slowly.

Stepping out of the Gate of the Dead, Chen Ping looked at the sun already high in the sky outside his dormitory window and scratched his head.

He really caused quite a stir in the demiplane last night.

He was busy setting up level-nine fixed-position soul-guided cannons, manipulating the three-dimensional Huarong Road to release the Snow Emperor and acquire her soul spirit, and also absorbed the Ice Jade Scorpion King soul bone he had stored around him. He was busy all night long.

At this moment, Chen Ping subconsciously reached out his hand. His originally neutral and calm soul power was much stronger than before, and with a thought from Chen Ping, it was covered with a layer of frost.

Ultimate Ice Attribute Soul Power
Chen Ping muttered to himself, seemingly because the Snow Empress hadn't become his second martial soul, but only a soul spirit. He could sense that his original attribute-less soul power could only transform into the ultimate ice attribute when needed, but it hadn't truly become the ultimate ice attribute from the inside out.

Even so, the density of his soul power changed at this moment, far exceeding the soul power concentration that an ordinary non-ultimate attribute martial soul should have.

Although this would significantly reduce his cultivation speed before level 70, Chen Ping didn't think it was a bad thing.

He wasn't a Soul Master with twin martial souls, so he didn't have a second martial soul to specifically farm soul rings to increase his soul power level.

In this situation, the cultivation speed of a Soul Master with ultimate attributes decreases before level 70, but the characteristic that cultivation is not limited after level 70, there is no level restriction, and the Soul Master can level up as soon as the Soul Power is sufficient becomes extremely valuable.

Anyway, his cultivation talent has already reached the level of innate full soul power, so how slow can his cultivation be?

If pushed to the limit, he might as well go back to his old ways, inject himself with a few needles, and achieve a cultivation speed of level 20 innate.

Even if his soul power level remains unchanged for the next few years, he will still try to create a Soul Saint with the ultimate attributes before the competition.

However, as things stand, none of the young Soul Masters of his age have yet managed to push him to this point.

(End of this chapter)