Douluo Continent: I got the Sharingan at the start!

Chapter 40 Young Master, how can I live without you!

"Damn it, you bad guy, you tricked me again." Ning Tian spat lightly, couldn't help but roll his eyes at Han Yu, and then threw out a small bag.

He gave it a familiar shake and placed it into his storage soul tool.

"Thank you both for your generous gifts. I am deeply grateful."

Another two thousand gold soul coins have come in, I'm so happy.

"You bastard, how dare you play me!"

After hearing Ning Tian's explanation, Wu Feng felt like a clown, and his temper instantly flared up, causing him to angrily retort.

"Your skills are pretty good, but your brain isn't quite up to par."

Han Yu smiled slightly and glanced gratefully at the two money-giving girls.

"Damn it, I want to fight you in a spirit battle! Young Master, don't stop me!"

As Wu Feng spoke, she began to take off her clothes. This was her last school uniform, and she would have to go and get two more later.

Ning Tian's expression was strange; he hadn't stopped her.

"Are you sure you want to fight me in a soul battle? The consequences could be very serious, you know?" A red light flashed in Han Yu's eyes, as if he were giving a friendly reminder.

"Come on, I'm not afraid of you." Wu Feng had just finished speaking after taking off his clothes.

The surrounding students witnessed a jaw-dropping scene.

After taking off his clothes, Wu Feng seemed to be stunned for a moment, then a look of confusion flashed in his eyes, but he quickly returned to normal.

Suddenly, she broke into a smile, ran forward, and soon came to a pillar.

Amidst the stunned gazes of the crowd, Wu Feng actually hugged her, then leaned his head against a pillar and said gently, "Young Master, I don't care at all about worldly opinions. As long as I can be with you, I'm willing to endure the scorn of the world."

Then Wu Feng listened attentively, nodding occasionally with a sweet smile on his face.

After listening for a minute or two...

Unaware of what had happened, Wu Feng's face suddenly turned extremely grief-stricken. He tightly hugged the pillar while crying, "Young Master, don't go! How can I live without you?"

"Don't go, don't go!"

Then Wu Feng's body seemed to be hit by something, and he fell to the ground, his eyes lifeless.

He kept repeating the same phrase: "Don't go, don't go."

Upon seeing this, everyone's gazes immediately turned strange, constantly shifting between Ning Tian and Wu Feng.

Then, somewhat fearful, he distanced himself from the cold rain.

The chubby student trembled slightly, seemingly unable to accept it, and couldn't help but ask, "What happened? Why is Wu Feng like this?"

"It seems like she's been controlled by Boss Han Yu. Her current situation is very similar to that of Dai Huabin." The bespectacled student suddenly appeared behind the fat student, startling him.

Mu Jin was also a little confused about the relationship between Ning Tian and Wu Feng. She shook her head helplessly. Young people really know how to play games. She couldn't help but sigh that she was getting old.

"The seven treasures have names, the second of which is: liberation."

Just then, a somewhat ashamed and indignant voice came from behind. Ning Tian's hand was filled with a magical light, and he was holding a small pagoda.

As soon as she finished speaking, a yellow light suddenly shot towards Wu Feng.

The yellow light entered her body, and Wu Feng's body trembled slightly. He looked around blankly.

He muttered to himself, "Huh, how did I get here? Wasn't I in a duel? What was that just now?"

"Young Master, don't go!"

A fiery red figure lunged at Ning Tian in an instant, clinging to her body and sobbing softly.

Ning Tian's face turned pale and then red, changing several times in an instant. He wanted to scold Wu Feng, but he couldn't bear to, so he simply waited for Wu Feng's crying to stop.

"Young Master, you didn't leave?" Wu Feng raised his head and opened his eyes, which were red and swollen from crying.

"Where are you going? You've fallen for their trap! You've been controlled by Han Yu, and then..." Ning Tian's annoyed voice came, and then he told Wu Feng what had just happened.

"Huh? You wicked bastard, the teacher didn't even say 'start,' and you still managed to sneak up on me!"

Realizing that what had just happened wasn't real, Wu Feng raised his voice and started yelling at Han Yu.

"All's fair in war! If you're not satisfied, I don't mind letting you experience what just happened again, but I don't think you'd be willing."

Han Yu blinked her bright eyes and reminded her.

"you!"

"Alright, Fengmei, stop fooling around. Remember, we're just sisters," Ning Tian's voice rang out with a hint of warning.

"Yes, I understand, young master." A hint of sadness flashed in Wu Feng's eyes. She knew that her thoughts were somewhat unethical, but she just couldn't help it; she just liked it.

"Alright, everyone disperse. All you do is watch the show. Are you still going to train? The assessment is in three months. If you get eliminated, let's see what you do then."

"Understood, Teacher Mu, we'll go train now." The surrounding students dispersed in a flurry.

"Fatty, Glasses, you two, stop staring! Get back to training, are you looking for a beating?" Mu Jin said angrily to the two mischievous students in front of her.

Everyone else had left, but these two were still sneaking over here. Did they really think he, the Soul Emperor, was just a figurehead?

Looking at Mu Jin, who was getting along well with the students, Han Yu felt a little admiration. Recalling a certain old woman wearing a mask, he preferred Mu Jin to the other.

Strictness from teachers is a good thing, but excessive strictness will eventually overwhelm students.

After all, not everyone is a pressure-monger like Huo Yuhao.

Then Han Yu came to the "Soul Guide Bag" that Mu Jin had named. Looking at the familiar face, her eyes were filled with complex emotions.

He took a deep breath and threw a punch.

Bang bang bang!

A series of muffled thuds sounded. "Wow, this is surprisingly useful!"

Han Yu was slightly surprised to find that this thing called the Soul Guidance Bag did not show a single crack even after he bombarded it with all his might.

When he threw the attack, the watch face of the Soul Guidance Bag rippled, which then dissipated most of his power.

"It must have been made from the fur of some unknown soul beast. It's amazing that it can absorb my power. But even if you can absorb it, there's a limit."

"Let me see where your limits are!"

Bang bang bang!

A series of muffled thuds rang out as a barrage of fists rained down on the soul guide bag, creating ripples.

After a while.

Whoohoo!

"Awesome."

Han Yu gently exhaled a breath of stale air, looked at the soul guide bag in front of her that had not changed at all, and slowly uttered two words.

Just then, Mu Jin slowly walked over.

"Han Yu, would you like to learn about soul tools?"

Mu Jin's expression was complicated, then she gritted her teeth, as if she had made up her mind.

"A soul tool?"

"Teacher Mu, you may not know this, but Zhou Yi, the homeroom teacher of Class One whom I injured, has a husband who works in the Soul Guidance Department. Even if I wanted to study there, I'm afraid they wouldn't accept me."

Han Yu looked at Mu Jin with some surprise, wondering why she suddenly asked him if he was willing to learn about soul tools.

(End of this chapter)