Douluo Continent: The True Self of Martial Soul, Infinite Awakening

Poison Immortal stood with his hands behind his back under the corridor, his deep gaze piercing through layers of clouds.

After hearing Ye Yuan's confident words about Huo Yuhao's future potential, this super Douluo who had traversed the continent did not hesitate at all.

In this dog-eat-dog world, vision and courage determine the rise and fall of a sect.

"Since you believe he can bear the weight of destiny and achieve extraordinary things in the future, then I will spare no expense in allocating resources! My Body Sect has no shortage of resources!"

Poison Undying suddenly turned around, his wide sleeves fluttering in the air.

He summoned Elder Qian, who had just submitted the budget for the repair of the shattered dome, and immediately gave the order.

"Open the Heavenly-grade medicine storehouse. Take one ten-thousand-year-old Crimson Blood Ginseng, half a pound of Earth Core Bone-Tempering Milk, and supplement it with Vajra Vine and Marrow-Cleansing Flower. Set up the Four Symbols Warm Fire Cauldron in the side courtyard and brew a pot of the highest-grade Strengthening and Nourishing Soup for that kid named Huo Yuhao!"

Elder Qian's brows, which had just relaxed, instantly furrowed into a tight knot, and his lips twitched repeatedly.

The Ten-Thousand-Year Crimson Blood Ginseng and the Earth Core Bone Tempering Milk, while not reaching the level of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Immortal Herb, are still top-grade treasures used to suppress the foundation of a sect's treasury.

Is it for a six-year-old child with only level one innate soul power and weak meridians?

What's the difference between this and using sunken silver from the deep sea to forge a knife for cutting vegetables?

But after glancing at Du Bu Si's unquestionable expression and then at Ye Yuan beside him who remained calm, he swallowed his rebuttal and turned to accept his orders.

Half an hour later, a strong, almost tangible, medicinal fragrance rose from the side courtyard.

Inside the two-meter-tall Four Symbols Warm Fire Cauldron, dark red medicinal liquid churned and boiled, as viscous as magma.

Huo Yuhao sat naked inside the cauldron, with only his head showing.

The domineering medicinal power of the ancient spirit beast surged into his body through his open pores, tearing apart and widening his blocked meridians under the violent energy impact, before they were healed again by gentle auxiliary medicine.

Huo Yuhao bit down hard on the cork padding his mouth, veins bulging on his forehead, sweat evaporating as soon as it seeped out due to the high temperature inside the cauldron.

His skin was a deep, cooked red, and his eyes were bloodshot, yet he didn't utter a single cry of pain.

Ye Yuan stood two steps away from the cauldron, watching all of this through the rising steam.

He could clearly sense that Huo Yuhao's body, which was originally riddled with holes, was being reshaped at an alarming speed.

As expected, once this medicinal bath is finished, Huo Yuhao will not only be able to make up for all the losses of the previous six years, but his physical strength will even surpass that of most geniuses of the same age.

"He's a ruthless prospect. He can endure such excruciating pain without uttering a sound. I approve of this kid's character."

Poison Undying stood beside Ye Yuan, looking at Huo Yuhao who was desperately holding on inside the cauldron, a hint of appreciation showing on his cold and hard face.

As soon as he finished speaking, Du Bu Si's gaze shifted and landed on Ye Yuan beside him.

"His foundation is now solidified. Next, it's time to talk about your matter." Poison Undying stepped forward with his hands behind his back, leading Ye Yuan out of the side courtyard and to a protruding cliff on the main peak.

Below the sheer cliff lies a rolling sea of ​​clouds and a bottomless abyss.

The howling wind from above whipped the hems of their clothes.

"Little Yuan, I have carefully examined your physical condition these past few days after the Heavenly Light and Darkness Tempering." Poisonous Undying turned around, his pair of eerie green eyes looking at Ye Yuan.

"Your current physical strength, meridian resilience, and the ability of your internal organs to withstand pressure have completely surpassed those of a three-ring or even four-ring Soul Master. If you were to absorb your first Soul Ring now, even a thousand-year Soul Ring, you could do so with ease."

First Soul Ring, Thousand Years.

In the Soul Master world of Douluo Continent, this is a shocking move that could overturn the entire Martial Soul system theory.

Even Tang San, the Sea God from ten thousand years ago, only had a hundred-year-old spirit ring as his first spirit ring.

"These past few days I've been poring over ancient sect texts, trying to select a thousand-year-old soul beast suitable for your true martial spirit." Poison Undying's withered finger tapped in front of him.

"You need the ultimate in pure power, or an extreme enhancement of your physical body. The three-thousand-year-old Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear on the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest, or the two-thousand-year-old Titan Snow Demon in the far north, are both excellent choices. When do you plan to set off?"

Ye Yuan shook his head calmly, facing the howling mountain wind.

"I don't plan to acquire a spirit ring right now. I need to further refine my physical body, and at the same time... hone my mental strength."

Poison Undying frowned, and the aura he unconsciously released instantly froze the surrounding gale.

"Refine your physical body? Your current physique has reached its limit. Unless you have the energy of a spirit ring as a catalyst for another leap in your life level, mere physical tempering is meaningless to you. As for mental power, our Body Sect has always used the physical body to overcome all laws; mental power is merely an aid. Are you delaying the best opportunity to obtain a spirit ring just to do these useless things?"

Ye Yuan turned his head and looked directly into his sect leader's eyes.

Beneath those clear, black and white eyes lurked a chilling madness.

"A thousand years is not enough."

Five simple words, scattered into the air by the mountain wind.

Poison Undying's pupils suddenly contracted.

"With the blessing of the entire sect's fortune for thousands of years, and with a martial soul that surpasses the silver level, why shouldn't I take a gamble?"

Ye Yuan's tone was completely flat, as if he were stating a fact that he had already decided long ago.

Click.

The black earth rock beneath Du Busi's feet silently cracked, revealing dozens of spiderweb-like fissures.

This Douluo, who remained unmoved even when Mount Tai collapsed before him, had his chest heave violently.

"Ten thousand years? Your first spirit ring, and you're already aiming for ten thousand years?!"

Poison Undying's voice was low, yet it carried the oppressive feeling of impending thunder.

The distorted space around them even emitted a mournful cry of unbearable pressure.

"Are you insane! This is utter nonsense!" Poison Undying took a sudden step forward, his massive body pressing down on Ye Yuan like a mountain.

"I admit that your physical potential is very strong. With the secret method of my Body Sect to stimulate potential, plus the spiritual items piled up in the treasure vault, if you want to make your physical body withstand the energy impact of a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast when you get your first soul ring, I am ninety percent confident that I can keep you alive."

"But!" Poison Undying suddenly raised his hand, pointing at Ye Yuan's brow.

"When a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast dies, its resentment lingers, causing terrifying soul shockwaves! That's a killing move that directly attacks the sea of ​​spirit! For thousands of years, our Body Sect has focused on the physical body, and what we lack most are rare and precious materials and cultivation methods to nourish spiritual power."

"Your spiritual sea is probably still in its infancy, undeveloped stage. Even if your soul is protected by the sect's fortune and remains immortal, the soul-shaking effect of the ten-thousand-year soul ring is enough to tear your spiritual world to shreds, turning you into an idiot with only a powerful physical body!"

Poison Never Dies speaks extremely fast, and every sentence hits the nail on the head.

He was truly anxious. If such a peerless prodigy, capable of leading the Body Sect to its peak, were to perish on his first soul ring due to momentary arrogance, he would be a sinner for the Body Sect for all eternity if he didn't poison him to death.

"To waste your most precious golden period of cultivation for a mere, elusive ten-thousand-year soul ring, searching for a non-existent method to quickly cultivate spiritual power, is utterly unwise. I disagree!"

Faced with Poison Undying's barrage of accusations, Ye Yuan simply listened quietly.

He nodded slightly only after Du Busi finished speaking.

"What the sect leader says is absolutely right. Soul tremors are indeed the most fatal threshold for a ten-thousand-year soul ring. But since I dared to speak, I naturally have my reasons."

Ye Yuan slowly raised his right hand.

hum-

A deep hum emanated from his body.

Immediately afterwards, two streams of light, one black and one white, emerged from his palm, intertwining and swirling in the air before finally transforming into two fist-sized energy orbs.

The left hand radiates a blinding white light, emanating a terrifyingly high temperature capable of melting everything, yet it is also filled with sacredness and the vitality of creation.

His right hand blazed with silent black flames, seemingly swallowing up all the light around him, exuding an extreme chill and destruction that seemed to freeze the soul.

"During the second awakening, the Qi of heaven and earth reversed, endowing my Martial Soul with these two extremely opposing attributes." Ye Yuan held the twin orbs of light and darkness...

"Their current strength is indeed not high enough to be used as a means of fighting enemies. But their essence is extremely high."

Poison Undying stared intently at the two spheres of energy. With his level of cultivation, he could naturally see through the purity of the light and darkness at a glance; it was a power that pointed directly to the source.

"Sect Master, the cultivation of the Body Sect has always relied on external forces to stimulate the body to produce qualitative changes, but I can achieve internal self-circulation." Ye Yuan suddenly clasped his hands together.

The white light and black flames were instantly forced into his body.

A muffled groan came from Ye Yuan's throat.

His face turned ashen instantly, but his eyes shone with an astonishing brightness.

"The intense heat of light constantly burns and tempers my muscles and bones, carrying out physical destruction and rebirth. And the chilling darkness..." Ye Yuan pointed to his temples.

"Then it strikes directly at the sea of ​​the spirit, using extreme cold to freeze and tear apart my spiritual power, and then forcibly stitches it back together with the healing properties of my martial spirit."

"This kind of deep-rooted cultivation, coupled with the solid foundation laid by the luck during awakening," Ye Yuan lowered his hand, a confident smile appearing on his pale face.

"In just a few months, or at most a year, my physical body and mental strength will be able to completely surpass the minimum absorption threshold for a ten-thousand-year soul ring."

A brief silence fell over the cliff.

The only sound was the howling wind tearing at clothes.

Poisonless looked at the six-year-old boy in front of him as if he were a monster.

By having two opposing attributes fight each other within the body, one can achieve simultaneous tempering of the physical body and the spirit.

This extreme method is theoretically feasible.

But the pain of having one's soul constantly torn apart and stitched back together is something that most people simply cannot bear.

If one is not careful with this method of cultivation, and their will collapses, then they will be doomed forever.

Looking at Ye Yuan's calm yet crazed eyes, Poison Undying suddenly realized that what this kid had in abundance was precisely that iron will that disregarded life and death.

a long time.

The terrifying oppressive feeling around Du Busi receded like a tide.

He exhaled a long breath and slowly loosened his clenched fists.

"You really are a madman, even madder than me." Poison Undying squeezed out these two words through clenched teeth, but his tone carried an appreciation that even he himself did not realize.

"Your idea is theoretically sound. Since you're willing to be so ruthless to yourself, then I'll grant your wish."

With a flick of his wrist, Du Bu Si sent out a jet-black token, engraved with a ferocious totem, which landed steadily in Ye Yuan's hand.

"This is the highest pass to the sect's treasury. You can use the resources, spiritual items, and secret medicines within as you wish. I'm only giving you one year."

Poison Undying stepped forward, his eyes sharp as knives:

"There's a one-year period. If, after one year, your mental and physical strength fail to meet my ten-thousand-year test standard, you must abandon this insane idea and obediently absorb the thousand-year soul ring. Any objections?"

Ye Yuan gripped the cold black card in his hand, feeling its heavy weight emanating from above.

He bowed slightly, a confident smile playing on his lips.

It's a deal.