Douluo Continent: I got the Sharingan at the start!

Chapter 142 Water Release: Great Waterfall Technique!

Inside the Mingde Hall of the Sun and Moon Empire.

Two figures emerged from behind the heavy curtain, anger and disappointment condensing in the air.

Jing Hongchen, dressed in a brocade robe, his eyes flashing with murderous intent like cold lightning, strolled calmly to the center of the hall. His voice was low and full of anger, as if every word was squeezed out from between his teeth.

"What kind of bullshit Shrek Academy is this? They're worse than bandits. I kindly invited them to hold an academic exchange."

"I didn't expect that in such a short time, they would have taken all the soul tools I brought."

"Jiayi, tell me, isn't Shrek Academy a bunch of inhuman beings?"

He angrily flicked his sleeves, while Lin Jiayi, the dean of students beside him, also looked worried. He stepped forward, lowered his head slightly, and spoke in a gentle tone that revealed his helplessness and anger.

"Yes, Master, this is simply too much."

"This is utterly disregard for us! What about you? What about His Majesty?"

"I absolutely cannot tolerate this, I will..."

Before Lin Jiayi could finish speaking, he rolled up his sleeves, ready to do something.

Jing Hongchen sighed helplessly, his voice low and sorrowful: "Alright, I was just saying that."

"This time I've truly witnessed the strength of Shrek Academy."

His tone was full of helplessness and frustration, and a bitter smile appeared on Jing Hongchen's face.

"I never expected that besides Xuanzi, there would be another old monster here."

He added coldly, his brow furrowing even deeper.

Jing Hongchen sighed again:

"It seems our plans will have to be postponed."

"And that Xuanzi, he actually dared to steal our 100,000-year-old soul beast embryo. I, Jing Hongchen, will remember this."

In the dimly lit hall, only his resolute yet venomous voice echoed for a long time…

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Two and a half months later.

The Body Sect, Han Yu's little courtyard.

Han Yu stood in the open space in the center, surrounded by grass that was gently touched by the drizzle, and the air was filled with a fresh and moist scent.

He wore a black robe with red clouds on a black background, had a spiky, center-parted hairstyle, and his handsome face was full of coldness.

Unlike before, the knife on his back was gone.

Suddenly, he let out a low shout, as if a powerful energy was unleashed from his body, enveloping his entire body in a layer of sky-blue light, like the first ray of dawn breaking through the fog in winter.

With a gentle wave of her powerful hands, Han Yu summoned the power of nature, and a spectacular torrent of water, like a waterfall, appeared out of nowhere, pouring wildly into the small pond in the center of the courtyard, splashing up layers of water droplets.

Soon, the pool overflowed, and the clear water droplets spilled out, wetting the surrounding ground and forming small puddles.

Han Yu stood there, a slightly smug smile on her face, but then frowned, seemingly surprised by her own lack of self-control.

"Ah... I used too much soul power, it's overflowing."

He said to himself.

Then, the sky-blue light slowly dissipated, replaced by a blazing and violent crimson light, like a flame suddenly rising in the snowy winter.

Han Yu spread his hands out, making a strange and powerful gesture, as if drawing an ancient and mysterious symbol in the air.

"My self-created soul skill, the Great Fireball Technique!"

Suddenly, his soul power fluctuations became extremely violent, and a giant fireball with a diameter of five meters instantly condensed and formed in front of him, emitting a high temperature that could almost incinerate everything.

The air seemed to be distorted by the intense heat, and the surrounding temperature rose instantly. Even the raindrops in the distance seemed to evaporate upon contact with the heat wave.

The giant fireball shot towards the overflowing pool. The moment it touched the water, it caused a violent burst of steam to rise into the air. The surrounding puddles were quickly evaporated, and the ground cracked due to the high temperature, as if the earth had been tested by fire.

"It's a success!"

Han Yu let out an excited low growl.

After obtaining the water and fire attributes, he immediately sent his shadow clone to research soul skills.

With the help of research skills, they finally developed their first fire-attribute soul skill and water-attribute soul skill.

Although its power doesn't seem very strong, it still has the power of a typical Soul Master with a thousand-year lifespan.

"Hanyu, you finally succeeded?"

"However, is the power of your self-created soul skill quite ordinary?"

Hyotei, dressed in a long turquoise dress, quietly appeared beside Han Yu. Her bright yellow eyes surveyed the traces left by the fireball, and she said with some disdain:

"It's not even as good as my ultimate ice."

"If you ask me, if you master my Ultimate Ice, its power will be far greater than your so-called self-created soul skill."

Han Yu's lips twitched uncontrollably, as if he could hardly believe that Bing Di would so casually dismiss the self-created soul skill that he had painstakingly researched.

This skill not only embodies all his hard work, but also required him to create countless shadow clones to perfect every detail.

Helplessly, he stretched out his palm, seemingly drawing a circle in the air, and then suddenly pressed it hard on the head with black hair, rubbing it a few times as if punishing it.

Han Yu couldn't help but complain.

"How can you be so disrespectful? Do you really look down on the soul skills I painstakingly researched?"

His voice was full of defiance and protest.

"Just you wait and see. I will develop even more powerful skills, and then you will definitely regret underestimating me."

As he spoke, a confident yet slightly mocking smile involuntarily appeared on his face.

Hyotei, however, refused to back down and launched a fierce counterattack.

"You wretched Hanyu, you touched my head again! That's too much! I'm not letting this go!"

Hyotei frowned, a hint of displeasure flashing in her eyes. She wanted to slap away the large, mischievous hand, but the owner of that hand seemed incredibly persistent, like an iron clamp, making her resistance futile.

A moment later, she seemed to have a flash of inspiration, her eyes darted around, and a sly smile suddenly appeared on her lips.

Hyotei opened her cherry-like mouth, looking as if she was about to unleash some kind of secret technique, and suddenly bit down mercilessly on Hanyu's chest area, which appeared even softer due to the tightness of her clothes.

Han Yu felt a sharp pain. He hadn't expected Hyotei to be so bold, and he couldn't help but cry out in surprise.

"Ouch! You're trying to murder your husband!"

Despite being dressed, it didn't seem to pose much of a hindrance to Hyotei's sharp teeth.

Immediately, Han Yu felt as if his chest was being branded with fire, the pain was unbearable, and when he looked down...

Hyotei's small mouth left a deep tooth mark on his clothes, and the clothes were torn with a hole the size of a small mouth, through which strong muscles could be vaguely seen.

Hyotei, beaming with pride, glanced at Hanyu with her crystal-clear blue eyes. Her rosy cheeks puffed out slightly, revealing a delicate, cherry-red blush as she pouted and said coquettishly:

"What do you mean, 'murder her husband'? You're being really mean."

Like snowflakes melting in early winter, her fair face shone with a touch of brightness, and her slightly upturned red lips uttered a complaint as clear and melodious as a silver bell:

"This is a lesson for touching my head without permission. See if you dare do it again! Humph!"

With a light sip of his tongue, he exuded a sense of composure and pride.

As she spoke, Hyotei gently tossed her cascading, emerald-green hair to the side.

Her profile, as perfect as a sculpture, gave a smug yet slightly unruly hum.

Keep in mind that her true form is the Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion. If she were to bite someone like that, an ordinary person would probably be covered in wounds.

Fortunately, Han Yu's chest muscles were as hard as a rock, and since Hyotei had not gone all out, the brief, sharp pain was only temporarily relieved.

He responded with a helpless smile:

"Okay, okay, I won't do it again next time, but this time, let me touch it."

Han Yu's smile was like the blooming of spring sunshine. Before Bing Di could react, lightning-fast movements filled his entire body. He reached out and rubbed her delicate parts with such speed that they were hard to resist.

Hyotei let out a soft cry of pain:

"what!"

His eyes, however, were filled with mockery and resentment.

I'm going to kill you.

Hyotei's half-closed eyes gleamed, his cheeks puffed out, his face flushed red, and his teeth clenched, as if he were ready to launch a fierce counterattack.

However, her emerald eyes, with their frosty, spring-like quality, were no match for the burly figure of Han Yu. Her delicate hands flailed helplessly, but she could only thrash about in place.

The adorable but vulnerable antelope, though angry, was helpless.

For a moment, she was extremely ashamed and angry, like an ice lotus blooming in winter, beautiful and irresistible.

"That's enough, Bing'er, stop chasing him. Han Yu is just teasing you. You're having a good time because of him. Don't take it seriously."

Just then, like an ice and snow elf from the Ice Manor, she appeared, as pure as delicate jade porcelain.

It resembles the solitary elegance of a clivia, yet its cold, aloof figure appears quietly like a frigid iceberg, its gentle gaze seemingly able to see through the world.

That was the Snow Empress. Her beautiful, clear pupils reflected the playful Han Yu and the Ice Empress's smiling face. Everything seemed to slow down in her eyes, as if the old times had stood still around her.

She smiled slightly, the smile at the corners of her mouth like the first ripples of spring water, lively and vivid, with a certain curve, looking helpless yet gentle, as if she were whispering to her own world.

Her body had now returned to the appearance of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, and she looked extremely beautiful.

"Stop!"

Han Yu saw Bing Di charging forward fiercely, and didn't forget to shout. His voice, which made people tremble, seemed to be defeated by the air. It streaked across the sky, and its trajectory was clearly visible.

Hyotei pouted her moist, luscious lips with a look of displeasure. A few glistening beads of sweat clung to her alluring lips, like a drop of icy dew on a desolate moonlit night.

Her barely suppressed dissatisfaction was thus fully revealed, and a sexy, pert bottom brought her to a stop.

He picked up the teacup from the table next to him.

Han Yu walked slowly to Xue Di with a smile. He gently reached out and moved Xue Di's black hair away from her face, his gentle eyes revealing a unique radiance.

"Has the medicinal power of that Eight-Cornered Ice Grass been completely refined?"

Han Yu held the teacup in her hand, but didn't drink it. She just put the tea to her lips, looking like she was waiting for an answer.

Xue Di gently glanced at Han Yu's face. Her bright silver hair was like mist and flowers under the moonlight, and her bright eyes were otherworldly, revealing an indescribable noble temperament, but with a touch of arrogance.

She felt a strange, faint feeling, especially when she saw Han Yu's gentle eyes; her blood seemed to boil.

"I've fully absorbed it. Now my soul power is much higher than yours."

A confident smile appeared on Xue Di's fair and jade-like face.

Han Yu glanced at the furious Hyotei standing not far away, a slight smile appearing on her lips, and then said:

"You're recovering your strength, not practicing normally, so your speed is definitely much faster than mine."

Han Yu is right. Xue Di's cultivation is still there, but she can't use it for the time being.

With each advancement, she is able to absorb a portion of the source power.

With her nearly 700,000 years of cultivation, each of her soul rings could even reach the level of 100,000 years.

As long as her body can withstand it, all of her spirit rings are currently black.

I had seen Han Yu once before.

Speaking of which, Xue Di's state is quite peculiar, resembling both a soul beast and a human.

After sealing her away, Han Yu discovered that Xue Di actually had a spirit ring, but also possessed the characteristics of a certain spirit beast.

An unusual light shone in her beautiful pupils, clearly indicating that something had gone wrong during her cultivation process, resulting in this peculiar half-human, half-soul beast state.

However, in contrast, she is extremely powerful in this state, possessing not only human intelligence and human-like cultivation speed, but also a lifespan that soul beasts cannot have.

This characteristic even made Han Yu a little envious.

"By the way, what are your plans for the future?"

Xue Di asked with a hint of curiosity in her beautiful eyes.

"What's wrong? Are you getting tired of this kind of life?"

Han Yu smiled slightly, walked over to her side, and sat down.

Feeling the warmth emanating from beside her, Xue Di's pretty face flushed slightly, and a hint of shyness flashed in her eyes.

Over the past few days, she and Hanyu have become quite familiar with each other.

But this was the first time Han Yu had been so close to him. The strong masculine scent constantly filled her nostrils, making her breathing slightly erratic.

She replied somewhat flusteredly, "No."

"Compared to my loneliness in the far north, I think this kind of life is actually pretty good."

"When I was in the far north, only Bing'er would come to keep me company from time to time."

"But she also has her own community that needs to be cared for."

"And I am always alone."

"After following you into human life, I've found that I've come to like this kind of life."

"Besides Bing'er, I also have..."

"And you."

After saying this, Xue Di's ear tips immediately turned bright red, and even the temperature of her skin seemed to rise considerably.

Han Yu was slightly taken aback, a hint of tenderness flashing in her deep black eyes.

Yes, the Snow Empress may seem incredibly powerful, but tens of thousands of years of solitary life must have been extremely difficult even for a soul beast.

(End of this chapter)