Douluo Continent: I got the Sharingan at the start!

Chapter 178 You have such audacity! You actually let Le Xuan...

Zhang Lexuan smiled gently, a hint of tenderness in her eyes, then turned and left gracefully, leaving behind a faint floral fragrance.

Han Yu's gaze blurred as she watched Han Yu's retreating figure, a complex mix of emotions welling up within him, like countless threads tangling in his heart.

Zhang Lexuan possesses a unique beauty, a serene and gentle beauty, like cherry blossoms blooming in spring, both bright and soft.

Deep down, Han Yu couldn't help but feel a strong sense of affection for her.

He thought to himself, "If only she weren't from Shrek Academy."

Because Zhang Lexuan was adopted by Mu En, the dean of Shrek Academy, when she was young, she has a deep affection for this place.

Han Yu sighed, thinking, "No matter what, the most important thing now is to recover from my injuries."

But just as he was about to close his eyes and rest, Zhang Lexuan had already hurriedly returned to her room.

She was carrying a steaming tray that emitted an enticing aroma.

"Are you awake? Have some porridge first, this is something I prepared especially for you."

Han Yu nodded, her face showing gratitude.

"This porridge was made with the meat of a hundred-year-old boar, and I'm sure you won't be disappointed with the taste."

Zhang Lexuan's voice was gentle and full of care. She gently placed the tray on the table beside the bed, then picked up the porridge in the white porcelain bowl and came to Hanyu's bedside.

"This bowl of porridge contains not only boar meat but also fresh vegetables, making it look incredibly appetizing."

Han Yu simply lay quietly on the bed, a complex light shining in her eyes.

Through his mental detection, he could sense that Zhang Lexuan was offering him not just a bowl of porridge, but also care and warmth.

Before Han Yu could even speak, her stomach let out a loud growl at an inopportune moment.

"Coo coo coo..."

Zhang Lexuan couldn't help but chuckle when she heard the voice. The laughter was crisp and pleasant, as melodious as a mountain spring.

"Perfect timing, looks like your stomach is already protesting."

She said with a smile.

"Come on, open your mouth, let me feed you."

Han Yu felt a little embarrassed, but she still opened her mouth.

"call……"

Before feeding Han Yu, Zhang Lexuan blew on the porridge in the spoon to make sure it wouldn't burn her. Then she gently placed the spoon to Han Yu's mouth.

"Is it hot?" Zhang Lexuan asked softly, holding a bowl of freshly served hot porridge in her hand, her eyes full of concern.

Han Yu gently shook her head, a faint smile playing on her lips:

"It's alright, don't worry."

Looking at the gentle and graceful Zhang Lexuan before him, Han Yu couldn't help but sigh that being taken care of by such a beauty was indeed a rare treat.

Seeing him smile, Zhang Lexuan was secretly delighted and gently handed the bowl to him.

"I wonder how Old Master Yi is doing," Han Yu thought with a hint of worry.

When Han Yu first woke up, she learned about Electrolux's situation through Hyotei and others.

They say Electrolux has entered a deep hibernation state.

Knowing that Electrolux was merely asleep and not in any life-threatening danger, Han Yu's mood gradually calmed down.

Under Zhang Lexuan's careful feeding, he ate hot porridge spoonful after spoonful, and with her gentle movements, the tension in his heart gradually dissipated.

Soon, Han Yu finished the bowl of porridge while the two chatted and laughed.

Zhang Lexuan gently took back the empty bowl from her hand, placed it on the table, and looked at him with gentle eyes:

"By the way, can you circulate your soul power?"

Han Yu paused for a moment, then answered softly:

"Sure? What's wrong?"

Upon hearing his answer, a hint of excitement flashed in Zhang Lexuan's eyes:

"Could you try circulating your soul power? I'd like to see how well you're recovering."

Han Yu nodded, and then Zhang Lexuan reached out and gently grasped his wrist. Her big eyes were fixed on him intently, filled with anticipation.

"Um, okay."

Although Han Yu didn't understand what Zhang Lexuan was going to do, he still obediently mobilized his soul power.

The next moment, a strange light appeared in their eyes, and an inexplicable attraction surged in their hearts, as if some force was quietly drawing their souls.

A look of surprise flashed in Han Yu's eyes.

"Could it be?" A thought struck him as he sensed a very familiar fluctuation, the unique sensation of the Martial Soul Fusion Technique.

"Zhang Lexuan's martial soul is the moon, while mine is the Sharingan with spiritual attributes..."

Han Yu thought to himself, a thoughtful expression appearing on his face.

"Is it really possible for these two to achieve spirit fusion?"

He continued to ponder, "According to the theory of Yin and Yang, the moon is inherently a Yin object, and the Sharingan is also a manifestation of Yin attributes. Both of them carry a strong Yin energy."

A flash of understanding crossed Han Yu's eyes. "If this is truly the case, then the fusion between them seems to make sense..."

However, Han Yu soon fell silent again.

He didn't understand why he felt such a strong connection with Zhang Lexuan's spirit, even though he didn't think the spirit fusion technique would be of much help to his current strength.

"I can feel that our martial spirits seem to resonate with each other."

"But for some reason, there seems to be a wall between the two."

"The connection between the two martial souls has been severed."

Zhang Lexuan frowned slightly. Logically speaking, as long as two people's martial souls can resonate, then no matter how poor their compatibility is, it is possible to perform a martial soul fusion skill.

However, her situation is different from Han Yu's; she can clearly sense the resonance.

However, it seems that the Martial Soul Fusion Technique cannot be used.

"It's nothing, it's probably because the martial souls aren't quite compatible."

"After all, spirit fusion skills are still quite rare."

Han Yu smiled nonchalantly. The Immortal Body was already taking effect, and at this moment, he could still perform some minor movements without any problems.

"That's a bit of a pity."

Zhang Lexuan nodded gently, indicating that she understood and accepted the fact, but her eyes inevitably revealed some disappointment.

It's rare to find someone whose martial soul resonates with yours, and the fact that you couldn't successfully fuse with it was indeed a bit of a regret for her.

After a moment of silence, the atmosphere seemed to grow heavy. Zhang Lexuan looked up at Han Yu, her gaze somewhat lost in thought.

"Han Yu boy." Du Bu Si's voice held a hint of barely perceptible concern, and his large strides conveyed a deep sense of urgency.

Just then, Poison Undying's loud voice came from outside the door, as if his voice could cut through the silence.

Zhang Lexuan quickly released Han Yu's hand, her fingertips trembling slightly. Her eyes flickered with panic, and her heart was filled with a strange sense of guilt.

The heavy sound of the door opening echoed in the room, cutting through the tense atmosphere.

Poison Undying rushed in, his steps heavy, each one filled with impatience.

Looking at Han Yu who had just woken up, a hint of joy appeared in his eyes, as if he had found a long-lost treasure.

"You little rascal, you're finally awake! I was so worried about you." His voice was hoarse, but also tinged with relief.

Han Yu smiled slightly: "Teacher, I'm fine." His voice was weak, but full of reassurance.

Zhang Lexuan tactfully stood up and leaned back slightly, trying to make herself appear less conspicuous.

"Little girl, you've worked hard."

Du Busi turned to look at Zhang Lexuan, his eyes smiling warmly like the rising sun.

"Your Majesty is too kind. If it weren't for Han Yu and you, I'm afraid our Shrek Academy would have been in such a predicament." Zhang Lexuan's voice was tinged with solemnity, and her gratitude welled up like a spring.

Zhang Lexuan nodded slightly, a hint of gratitude in her eyes, this time truly welling up from the bottom of her heart.

"Haha, speaking of which, this beast tide is also related to us. Fortunately, we stopped it in time, otherwise the consequences would have been unpredictable." Poison Undying's words carried a hint of self-blame.

"It's a pity that your esteemed academy didn't produce the Dragon God Douluo."

Zhang Lexuan's body trembled slightly. When she said "Poison Never Dies," her face revealed the grief she couldn't hide.

Zhang Lexuan's eyes dimmed slightly. For the entire Shrek Academy, Moon's departure was like losing their anchor, taking away their spiritual pillar.

"Senior, please continue your conversation with Hanyu. I'll take my leave now," Zhang Lexuan said, trying to hide her unease and worry.

Zhang Lexuan looked rather unwell. After saying goodbye, she turned and left, her departing figure revealing a sense of loneliness and helplessness.

Only then did Du Busi turn around and look at Han Yu, his brows furrowed. He noticed the strange light in Han Yu's eyes.

He naturally noticed that something was wrong with Han Yu's eyes; they revealed an unusual dimness and pain.

"What's wrong with your eyes?" Poisonous Death's anxious voice broke the silence of the room.

Poison Undying's expression turned slightly serious. He carefully observed Han Yu's eyes, which did indeed resemble the symptoms of a martial soul being injured.

As he gazed into Han Yu's gradually dimming eyes, a nameless anxiety and fear welled up within him.

Han Yu said, "Teacher, I forcibly activated the ultimate power of the Sharingan before, and due to the huge backlash of the power, my martial spirit was greatly overdrawn."

Poison Undying frowned, feeling worried.

"So how are you doing now?"

Han Yu gave a bitter laugh.

"I am currently in a state of temporary blindness. Everything in front of me is blurry, and I can't even see my fingers. But I can feel that my vision seems to be slowly recovering as time goes by."

Poison Undying revealed a glimmer of hope:

"How long will it take you to recover?"

Han Yu hesitated for a moment, then said:

"It takes about three months to a year. I can't say for sure, but I can feel my mental energy constantly repairing my eyes."

Du Busi nodded, walked to the wooden stool next to him and sat down. He stretched out his large hand and gently placed it on Han Yu's shoulder, trying to use his soul power to sense his condition.

Slowly, a wisp of dark green soul power overflowed from Du Busi's palm, flowing down Han Yu's shoulder and gently entering his body.

Soul power flowed through every inch of muscle like water, penetrating deep into the bone marrow.

Du Busi closed his eyes, focusing intently on sensing the changes within Han Yu's body. As the soul power penetrated deeper, his brows furrowed, becoming increasingly tighter.

Du Bu Si could sense that Han Yu's body was severely overdrawn, chaotic and disordered, like a pot of uncooked porridge, with various forces churning and colliding.

Han Yu's internal meridians seemed to be subjected to the impact of a giant wave, unable to withstand this force.

"I have investigated your situation thoroughly."

Poison Immortal slowly opened his eyes, and said to Han Yu with a solemn expression,

"Although your internal condition is quite serious right now, there is a strange power constantly repairing you, and even those disordered meridians are being slowly corrected."

After hearing this, Han Yu nodded slightly, feeling a sense of comfort in her heart.

This was consistent with his perception; the immortal body within him had begun to gradually take effect. Although the effect was not very obvious at the moment, he believed that after some time, this power would become strong enough that his eyes might be fully restored.

Poison Immortal stood up and patted Han Yu on the shoulder.

"Alright, you should rest and recuperate. There's nothing I can do to help you here, so I won't stay any longer."

As he spoke, he breathed a slight sigh of relief, because he knew that although Han Yu's condition was complicated, there was hope for her recovery.

Han Yu smiled slightly and said, "Thank you, teacher."

Poison Immortal interrupted Han Yu's words with displeasure, saying with a hint of anger, "What's the use of saying this between us, master and disciple?"

After asking the question, his tone suddenly softened considerably, and a smile appeared on his face:

"However, your martial spirit is truly powerful. My martial spirit is considered top-tier on the continent, but compared to yours, I still feel a significant gap."

He then added:

"I'm certain that the strength of your martial spirit far surpasses any other martial spirit on the continent."

Suddenly, his tone became increasingly agitated:

"Imagine, once you cultivate to level ninety-nine, probably no one in the entire Douluo Continent will be your match."

After speaking, Du Busi sighed slightly, and couldn't help but recall the fierce scene on the battlefield that day. Apart from Han Yu and Di Tian, he was the only one left watching the battle.

He vividly remembered how terrifying Han Yu's complete Susanoo was when it unfolded, and he pondered this with cold sweat dripping down his back:

"If I had been in their place that day, I really don't know if I could have withstood that kind of power."

Han Yu took a deep breath, a glint of shrewdness flashing in her eyes.

"Level 99... that's still too far away for me..."

At this time, he was only level 55. Although he had obtained the Soul Ring of the Demon King and absorbed a 100,000-year-old Soul Bone, he still felt a great pressure when he thought about the level 99 gap.

Suddenly, Du Busi changed the subject, saying mysteriously:

"By the way, what do you think of that girl?"

This unexpected question surprised Han Yu slightly, and he paused for a moment:

"What girl?"

Poison Undying pinched his eyes instantly and said in a low, rapid voice:

"It's Zhang Lexuan who took care of you."

He continued to explain:

"I've been observing her for a long time. She has quite a bit of talent, and she's already an eight-ring Soul Douluo."

To further elaborate, the following ideas are proposed:

"With her potential, it won't be a problem for her to cultivate to at least level 98 in the future."

With a meaningful smile, Du Bu Si said, half-jokingly and half-seriously:

"If you like her, I, as your teacher, wouldn't mind acting as matchmaker and bringing her to our Body Sect."