Douluo Continent: I got the Sharingan at the start!

Chapter 213 Training Mental Strength - Come to my room tonight!

At this moment, Nan Qiuqiu understood perfectly well that she had fallen under Han Yu's illusion.

However, Han Yu's illusion had a bad effect on her, leaving her still feeling lingering fear.

"Don't say that. I've already gone easy on you. If I had used the branding iron..."

"You're going to be in a lot of trouble now."

Han Yu said something.

Then she turned around and went back to the hall, where Nan Qiuqiu stomped her foot.

She never expected to lose so badly and so quickly.

In her opinion, even if there was a difference in their cultivation levels, she shouldn't have lost so quickly.

"Damn spirit-type soul masters."

"No, I must train my abilities in this area, otherwise I won't be able to fight back against mental beings in the future."

Nan Qiuqiu was smart enough; her eyes darted around, and she immediately wanted to find a way to counter mental-type soul masters.

Han Yu, who was walking ahead, paused, turned around, and glanced at Nan Qiuqiu. Seeing the frustration and anxiety on her face, she knew what Nan Qiuqiu was thinking.

He curled the corners of his lips into a slight smile, his tone carrying a hint of amusement:

"If you want to train your mental strength, I can help you, but you'll probably suffer a lot."

He walked slowly to Nan Qiuqiu, looked directly at her, and his tone became serious:

"However, if you can get through this, it will be of great help to your future breakthrough to the Title Douluo level."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "Mental strength might not be that important for low-level Soul Masters. But once you reach higher levels, or even the Soul Douluo level, then it becomes very necessary to improve your mental strength."

He paused for a moment, then continued:

"If your spiritual power isn't sufficient, you absolutely won't be able to break through to the Title Douluo level. This is a fundamental requirement. You need to meet both soul power and spiritual power requirements to break through to the Title Douluo level. That's why there are so few Title Douluos."

His tone carried a hint of emotion, "However, there are very few methods for cultivating spiritual power on the Douluo Continent, so only a few exceptionally talented Soul Masters can successfully break through."

"You're not going to use that method on me again, are you? If so, I won't allow it."

Nan Qiuqiu followed Han Yu, muttering something under her breath.

Her tone carried a hint of resistance, and also a faint trace of fear.

She still remembered the feeling of being powerless to resist and completely at his mercy when Han Yu used his mental power to cast an illusion on her, a feeling that left her with lingering fear.

Han Yu smiled and said, "Of course not. I have another, simpler method that should be perfect for you. Why don't you come to my room tonight and try it?"

His smile held a hint of cunning, but his eyes never left Nan Qiuqiu.

Nan Qiuqiu looked at Han Yu suspiciously, and finally nodded hesitantly.

There's no way around it; improving one's mental strength is incredibly difficult. Now that a mental-type Soul Master is willing to train me, I can't miss such a great opportunity.

"senior!"

After returning to the hall, Han Yu immediately turned to Nan Shuishui with a hint of respect on her face.

Nan Shuishui nodded slightly, her gaze sweeping over Han Yu, a smile of appreciation appearing on her lips.

She naturally witnessed the battle between Han Yu and Nan Qiuqiu, and was filled with surprise.

Even Han Yu, a Soul Douluo, was shocked by her control over Han Yu's mental power.

She could sense that, in terms of mental strength, she seemed to be inferior to Han Yu.

"The competition won't start until the day after tomorrow, so you can stay with our sect for the next two days." Nan Shui Shui's tone was gentle, but her eyes revealed enthusiasm.

"This is a good opportunity to give Qiuqiu some pointers."

Han Yu nodded slightly and said, "Thank you, senior."

"Qiuqiu, arrange a guest room for Hanyu. We can't neglect her." Nan Shuishui turned to look at Nan Qiuqiu beside her, her tone carrying a hint of command.

She even winked at Nan Qiuqiu from an angle where Han Yu couldn't see her.

Nan Qiuqiu blushed slightly and secretly glanced at Han Yu, who hadn't noticed them.

She whispered, "Mom, are you really that eager to marry your daughter off?"

Nan Shuishui lowered her voice in an annoyed tone:

"What, don't you want to get married?"

"Let me tell you, Han Yu is different from others. Not only is he strong, but he's also handsome and has a nice way of speaking. If I were ten years younger, I would have made my move long ago."

Nan Shuishui looked like someone who had been through it all, with a sly glint in her eyes.

Her insight was so sharp that she could see at a glance that Han Yu had a limitless future.

Not only did he reach the Soul Emperor level at a young age, but his Soul Rings also far surpassed those of others. Coupled with the power behind him, who wouldn't be confused?

"Then why don't you just marry him?"

Nan Qiuqiu's tone was slightly teasing; she didn't seem to object to her mother's arrangement.

"You just sold me out like that? Are you still my mother?"

Nan Qiuqiu grumbled irritably, but her eyes betrayed her anticipation.

"What nonsense are you talking about, you little brat?"

"If I were ten years younger, it wouldn't be your turn."

Nan Shuishui reached out and gave Nan Qiuqiu a sharp rap on the head.

"Ouch!" Nan Qiuqiu covered her head, looking aggrieved, but she did not resist.

"Go quickly and grab this rich husband. Your mother will rely on you to take care of her in her old age."

Nan Shuishui nudged Nan Qiuqiu with a mischievous smile on her face.

Nan Qiuqiu took a deep breath and approached Han Yu, trying her best to keep her tone calm.

She coughed softly and said, "Come with me."

After saying that, Nan Qiuqiu strode towards the residential area with her long legs, her eyes filled with anticipation, hoping that Han Yu could catch up.

Han Yu nodded and followed. He didn't notice the interaction between Nan Shuishui and Nan Qiuqiu, but he felt that Nan Shuishui and Nan Qiuqiu were very enthusiastic towards him.

This dashed his hopes of taking forceful action.

The residential area of ​​Dilongmen is not luxurious; it can only be described as ordinary.

The entire residential area was clearly divided into two distinct sections. Nan Qiuqiu led the way, explaining as she went:

"The area ahead is where the disciples live; the environment may not be very good."

"Since you are our guest, I will arrange for you to stay in the backyard."

"It's very close to my mom and me, which makes it convenient for you to help me train my mental strength."

Han Yu nodded and followed Nan Qiuqiu into a room.

"Alright, you can stay here for the next couple of days."

"You can come to me if you need anything."

Nan Qiuqiu patted her chest, looking very loyal.

"Then I won't hold back."

Han Yu smiled; she quite admired Nan Qiuqiu's personality.

He's easygoing and easygoing, perfect as a brother.

This guy smells pretty good.

"Now that I have some free time, why don't you help me train my mental strength?"

Nan Qiuqiu said with a hint of anticipation, her small hands tucked behind her back, looking a little shy.

"Qiuqiu, don't be so reserved. There's no need to pretend so hard."

Han Yu found it somewhat amusing to watch Nan Qiuqiu switch between being a lady and a tyrant in a flash.

"Ah, you figured it out." Nan Qiuqiu was a little embarrassed.

Han Yu said, "I think you have a good personality. There's no need to pretend to be a lady. Just be yourself."

Nan Qiuqiu nodded, agreeing, "I think so too, but my mom always says I'm not ladylike enough, how will I ever get married?"

"What's wrong with my personality? At worst, I just won't get married, right, Hanyu?"

Nan Qiuqiu looked at Han Yu with a slight smile on her face.

Han Yu said, "It's fine."

Han Yu didn't know how to respond to this, so she could only casually agree.

"Come on, let me help you train your mental strength first."

Han Yu called out and then walked towards the bedside.

"Oh, do you want to go to bed?"

Nan Qiuqiu was immediately in a dilemma.

"What are you thinking? Just sit cross-legged."

Han Yu offered an explanation.

"oh!"

Nan Qiuqiu nodded blankly, and then, at Han Yu's prompting, sat cross-legged.

"Look at me."

Han Yu's voice seemed to possess a certain magic, making Nan Qiuqiu unable to resist meeting those scarlet eyes.

"Tsukuyomi!"

Han Yu gave a low shout in his heart, and the scene instantly reversed.

When Nan Qiuqiu finally came to her senses from the world of Tsukuyomi, it was already noon the next day.

She slowly opened her eyes, the last glimpse of the Tsukuyomi world still lingering in them. She looked around blankly; the room was unfamiliar, with only sunlight filtering through the curtains, casting a golden glow that made her feel somewhat disoriented.

"Where am I?"

She murmured softly, her mind a little hazy, fragments of memory flashing through her mind, making her feel dizzy and lightheaded.

The next moment, as consciousness gradually returned, she suddenly remembered what had happened yesterday, her face turned pale, and she gripped the blanket tightly with both hands.

As if she were about to crush the blanket, she suddenly sat up, panting heavily, as if trying to expel all the pent-up emotions from her chest.

"ah--!"

She quickly covered her mouth, letting out a soft gasp, her cheeks flushing red with embarrassment as she recalled what had happened yesterday.

Han Yu used her Sharingan to help her train her mental power. The two of them were pulled into the Tsukuyomi mental power space. She still remembered being in the Tsukuyomi space.

Han Yu continuously used his spiritual power to condense a spear and launch attacks against her, and she tried her best to defend herself.

However, in the Tsukuyomi space, Han Yu is a god who never tires, while she constantly consumes her mental energy and gradually becomes powerless. What started as a battle has turned into a one-sided beating by Han Yu.

She recalled being utterly defeated by Han Yu, finally collapsing to the ground from exhaustion of her mental energy. She could even feel the moment when Han Yu's spear pierced through her mental defenses.

The intense pain made her want to escape. She closed her eyes, trying to discard all those painful memories, but those images were deeply etched into her mind like a brand, impossible to erase.

She tried hard to recall more details, but her mind was blank, as if there were only vague fragments and incomplete memories.

This made her feel even more anxious and uneasy. She gripped the blanket tightly, her fingertips turning white, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. She kept taking deep breaths, trying to calm herself down.

"I never imagined that bastard's idea of ​​improving mental strength was in this way."

She murmured softly, her voice filled with disbelief. She had originally thought that Han Yu was simply controlling her with his Sharingan.

She never expected that her mental strength would be trained in this way. The image of Han Yu's cold and stern face appeared in her mind.

Thinking of his cold eyes, emotionless words, and condescending manner, she couldn't help but feel a pang of panic, along with a touch of shame and indignation.

She recalled how, in the Tsukuyomi space, Han Yu relentlessly attacked her, and she was powerless to resist, left to his mercy.

Her face flushed with embarrassment, and the image of being attacked by Han Yu flashed through her mind; she could almost still feel the intense force of the attack.

She could almost feel the coldness and domineering force of the rain. She couldn't help but want to shrink into the blanket and hide herself, but she knew that those memories could not be erased, and she could only face them bravely.

"However, the effect is very good."

She murmured to herself, closed her eyes, and felt her mental state at that moment. She felt a sudden clarity in her mind.

Her mental strength had indeed improved significantly; she could clearly feel that her mental strength was stronger and more solid than before.

As if she possessed boundless power, she clenched her fists, feeling the power surging within her, and couldn't help but smile.

She could no longer be sure whether she had been promoted or had been completely conquered by Han Yu; all she knew was that...

Her mental strength has been enhanced like never before, and she now possesses greater power, making it much easier for her to break through to the Title Douluo level in the future.

"squeak--!"

Han Yu pushed open the door and walked in, a look of concern on her face. She was carrying a bowl of steaming hot porridge, the aroma of which wafted through the air.

Nan Qiuqiu turned slightly to the side, her eyes filled with confusion. She was still a little dizzy and felt very weak.

Han Yu placed the bowl of porridge on the bedside table, gently patted Nan Qiuqiu's hand, and said softly, "You're awake?"

Nan Qiuqiu nodded gently, her voice somewhat weak.

"You seem to be doing well."

As Han Yu spoke, she picked up the bowl of porridge and gently blew on the steam to prevent Nan Qiuqiu from getting burned.

"Um."

Nan Qiuqiu glanced at Han Yu somewhat embarrassedly, her mind a jumble of thoughts, unsure of what had happened.

"Have some porridge."

Han Yu handed the bowl of porridge to Nan Qiuqiu with a gentle smile on her face.

Nan Qiuqiu was already a little hungry, and her physical and mental energy had been greatly depleted. Seeing the small bowl of porridge, her stomach couldn't help but rumble.

She reached out and took the bowl of porridge, took a small sip, and felt a warm sensation spread from her throat to her stomach.

Nan Qiuqiu drank a few more sips and felt much better, so she looked up and asked curiously, "What's wrong with me?"

Han Yu smiled gently and said, "You've been unconscious for a day."

"one day?"

Nan Qiuqiu's eyes widened in surprise. She felt like she had only been unconscious for a short time, but she didn't expect that a whole day had passed.

Are you alright?

Han Yu asked with concern.

(End of this chapter)