Douluo: The Throne of Ice

Chapter 35 Han Lin, the Combination of Soul Bone and Soul Tool

Shu Yan, who had been protecting Xu Jiujiu, stepped back slightly. His lips twitched, and he gained a more accurate understanding of the so-called "madness" of this Star Luo's number one soul master.

The soul-guided cannons that appeared around Han Lin were at least level seven. Although the power of these soul-guided cannons was not as great as that of fixed-position soul-guided cannons of the same level, their power was still enough to easily kill a Soul Emperor-level expert. At the same time, among those dozens of cannon barrels, there were also many more terrifying level eight soul-guided cannons...

If this old man Han really takes action now, the entire area within several miles will likely be affected, and the consequences will be far more than just talk.

Nine spirit rings rose from beneath Nebula Douluo's feet, dazzling starlight erupted around her, and violent spirit power surged. It was clear that Nebula Douluo was truly enraged.

Years ago, when Nebula Douluo was still at the Soul Douluo level, he had actually interacted with Han Lin. The two had quite a few conflicts. Now that so many years have passed, although the conflicts of that time are no longer a big deal, Nebula Douluo still harbors some resentment.

Women can be terrifying when they hold grudges; anyone who has experienced it knows this...

After regaining his senses, Han Lin quickly withdrew his martial spirit and numerous soul-guided cannons, then cupped his hands in a respectful gesture and hurriedly said:

"Your Highness, this is a misunderstanding. I was merely somewhat confused at the moment, and had absolutely no intention of rebellion!"

After a long, helpless sigh, he said:

"Alright, Grandma Manyi, you know Han Lao's personality and way of doing things. This is just a misunderstanding, let's not talk about it anymore."

After receiving a long pause, Nebula Douluo snorted coldly, then slowly withdrew his aura and returned to his familiar appearance.

Han Lin swallowed hard, tucked all his messy hair behind his ears, revealing a slightly gloomy and aged face, before bowing again and saying:

"I wonder what brings Your Highness here? I've been overdoing my research on soul tools lately, and coupled with the excessive use of medication, I've lost control. I hope Your Highness will forgive me..."

Xu Jiujiu's lips twitched almost imperceptibly. She knew that this so-called number one soul master of Xingluo was so obsessed with soul tools that it was almost tangible. Sometimes he would even use drugs to stimulate his mind to keep himself awake. His mental problems were completely related to his use of drugs.

"It's alright, but I still feel it's necessary to remind Elder Han that you are, after all, the leader among the Imperial Soul Masters. If things continue like this... never mind, I won't say anything, you understand."

Han Lin remained silent for a moment, then slowly nodded.

Why do I say he's a lucid madman?

The reason lies here: aside from occasional bouts of madness and madness, Han Lin is actually a very intelligent person. He has a very comprehensive and accurate understanding of the situation and his own state. As for his physical and mental health...

Sigh, better not to say anything.

Thinking of this, Han Lin gave a dry smile and said softly:

"Your Highness's visit to this old minister must be related to the soul tool, otherwise, I truly cannot think of any reason why Your Highness would care about me..."

After a long while, he nodded, waved to the trembling maid beside him, and then the four of them sat down. Han Lin's gaze finally fell on Shu Yan, who had not spoken until now.

"This young master looks unfamiliar, but why does his aura seem a little...strange?"

Han Lin stared intently at Shu Yan, as if he had discovered something interesting, a strange light flashing in his eyes.

"Ahem!"

Xu Jiujiu coughed at the opportune moment, interrupting Han Lin's further investigation, and then introduced herself:

"This is my lover, named Shu Yan. Elder Han, please don't ask any more questions; it won't do you any good..."

Han Lin decisively withdrew his mental energy and then said:

"Your Highness, please rest assured, I understand..."

Xu Jiujiu: Hesitant.jpg

Although she didn't know what Han Lin had understood, she nodded gently after a long while, then looked at Shu Yan and said softly:

"Ayan, you can tell Elder Han your full request. Elder Han is a true friend of ours and completely trustworthy."

Shu Yan nodded slightly, his gaze falling on Han Lin, before he spoke in a slightly deeper voice:

"Senior Han, I have come here today to ask you to make a soul tool, specifically a level eight one."

Han Lin's expression gradually became serious. He had an indescribable sense of sacredness and solemnity towards soul tools, even though creating a level seven or eight soul tool was not difficult for him.

A faint light burst from the blue ring on Shu Yan's hand, and the next moment, a skull radiating an icy blue aura appeared, causing the surrounding temperature to drop slightly. This was the skull produced by the ten-thousand-year-old Titan Snow Demon.

"Senior, please take a look. This is a skull from a ten-thousand-year-old Titan Snow Demon. Its quality and completeness are close to perfect. What I need you to do is to make it into a high-level soul tool. However, there are two additional requirements."

Han Lin's eyes lit up when he saw the soul bone, and his expression became excited.

You see, one of the topics he's currently researching is "the combination of soul bones and soul tools," and he's been struggling to find suitable materials. As a result, Shu Yan took the initiative to send them to him. How could he not be excited?

The skull of a ten-thousand-year-old top-grade soul beast—such a precious existence could not be ignored even by the Shrek Academy, which had a history of ten thousand years. Such a valuable material almost instantly captured Han Lin's enthusiasm for research...

"no problem!"

"Don't even mention two requests, even if it's ten or a hundred, I can absolutely agree to them. I swear on all my honor and my love for soul tools that I will never let you down."

Han Lin slammed his hand on the table and stood up almost without hesitation. The bloodshot in his eyes was revealed due to the intense emotional fluctuations. Han Lin's entire demeanor underwent a huge transformation. The next moment, he reached straight for the soul bone in Shu Yan's hand.

Shu Yan chuckled and shook his head. Then, a flash of light appeared in his hand, and the ten-thousand-year-old Titan Snow Demon skull vanished instantly. He said:

"Mr. Han, please don't rush. My requests are quite special and rare, but they shouldn't be too difficult for you. You can listen to them first before making a decision."

Han Lin rubbed his hands together, but managed to calm himself down and patiently waited for Shu Yan to finish his sentence.

Shu Yan cleared his throat before speaking:

"First, I need you to combine this soul bone with a soul tool. Remember, the final product can only be an auxiliary soul tool, and it must be an auxiliary soul tool with a function that is biased towards control or confinement."

"Secondly, the final product after combining the soul bone and the soul tool does not need to be very exquisite, but it must be sturdy, literally sturdy. If possible, the metals used and even the various accessories should be top-grade. Of course, if Elder Han is short of any raw materials, he can notify me and Jiu Jiu at any time, and we will take care of it."

"Third, I need you to preserve the resentment of the Titan Snow Demon remaining in this skull and fuse it with the completed soul tool, making it a kind of artifact spirit. As for the reason, you don't need to ask. But I can tell you very clearly that the purpose of doing this is not to do anything immoral. I think that alone should be enough."

Shu Yan's requests caused Han Lin to fall into deep thought for a moment, especially the last one. For some reason, Han Lin's heart skipped a beat, as if something buried deep within him had been stirred. After a long while, he finally said:

"Young friend Shu, your last request isn't difficult, but it truly puts me in a difficult position..."

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(End of this chapter)