The Evil Soul Master is actually myself

Upon hearing this, Su Ming dispersed the dark blue-black whirlwind energy in his hand, his wrist trembling slightly, and covered with some minor scratches.

Seeing this, Xian Lin'er frowned slightly, took the boy's hand and gently massaged it, saying, "Don't push yourself too hard. This ability of mine is something that comes with my martial soul, and it's very difficult for others to learn."

Su Ming felt the smooth, warm touch of her palm, which warmed his heart, but he smiled and remained silent.

He wouldn't stop exploring the essence of power like the natives of Douluo, which is perhaps why the traditional Soul Masters of Douluo have gradually declined.

"Fine, anyway, you'll have the life force of the Golden Tree to nurture you for these three months. If you still haven't learned it after this period, don't try again so easily." Xian Lin'er said softly and helplessly when she saw the boy's stubborn appearance.

"Yes, three months should be enough," Su Ming said confidently.

"Hmph, it seems your wind element is quite formidable. It's not like the weak wind attribute that the Netherworld Black Cat possesses; it's something much more powerful." Xian Lin'er snorted, her beautiful eyes revealing dissatisfaction, feeling that her child hadn't told her the truth.

Su Ming scratched his head sheepishly. He had already sensed that Xian Lin'er would notice something was wrong with his martial soul when he was training with her.

However, Su Ming trusted Xian Lin'er a lot, so it didn't matter if she knew some secrets.

"Alright, you can go back now," she said, waving her hand dismissively, no longer pursuing the truth.

Su Ming returned to his dormitory with heavy steps.

Although he was exhausted, he felt a sense of fulfillment and growth that he hadn't experienced in a long time.

Soon, Su Ming became engrossed in a five-point routine of cultivation: waterfall and bamboo forest, canteen, golden tree, training ground, and dormitory. He appeared in these five places on time every day, leading a fulfilling and regular life.

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Chapter Sixty-Two: Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound

The most painful training was creating the [Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound] breathing technique.

Internal organ rupture is inevitable, and sometimes the body even nearly splits open. Su Ming had considered giving up several times.

But in the end, I calmed myself down and decided to persevere.

Among the countless times he created techniques, there was one particularly dangerous one. On that day, Su Ming was circulating his qi and blood as usual and forcibly activating the Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound Technique, but he did not expect to encounter a catastrophe and almost die.

Rumble!

Suddenly, Su Ming lost control of his qi and blood, and his entire body exploded, like a piece of ceramic covered with cracks. His crystal-clear skin seeped out a large amount of blood that shone with an eerie luster, which looked shocking.

He almost lost control of his body, and his mangled body fell helplessly into the flawless turquoise lake. Strangely, his bright red blood did not stain the lake; it remained crystal clear. Moreover, the high density of life-giving water prevented Su Ming from sinking, keeping him suspended on the surface of the lake.

"Cough cough, did it fail?" Su Ming coughed up blood, his eyes dim yet calm.

Pfft!

The physical deterioration continued; some parts exploded, bursting with violent purple lightning. Blood splattered, very clear, like blood diamonds, sparkling and translucent on the crystal-clear green mirror surface, only somewhat tragically beautiful.

"Is it really such a disaster to encounter such a new attempt?" His face was pale, but he had no regrets. "If I can hear the truth in the morning, I can die content in the evening."

However, Su Ming still tried his best to control the lightning within his body, hoping to extinguish the rampaging lightning by relying on his martial soul possession and soul skills.

Boom!

Unfortunately, this calamity was more severe than he had imagined. The series of explosions that followed seemed to be just a prelude, setting the stage for the final loud bang.

Suddenly, billions of rays of light burst forth from Su Ming's chest, as if the furnace of the sun god had exploded. Su Ming's entire body was torn to pieces, with broken bones flying everywhere. The entire house was instantly covered in blood, and shattered internal organs could even be vaguely seen in the blood.

A bluish-purple divine flame erupted from the boy's chest, showering down a vast expanse of light that, like a celestial being ascending to immortality, eroded everything around him. Most fatally, a silver lake between Su Ming's brows ignited, its essence, energy, and spirit boiling and surging, threatening to incinerate everything.

"Alas, in the end, I was still greedy." Su Ming's consciousness continued to fade, as if he were falling into eternal darkness. The candle of his life flickered in the wind, about to be extinguished.

He was halfway through developing his internal organ refining breathing technique when he suddenly had a wild idea: to completely integrate the Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound with the Wind and Thunder Heavenly Will Technique, and to incorporate the [Disintegration] wind attribute element like that of Xian Lin'er, attempting to create a Wind and Thunder Fission Divine Furnace to place in his dantian.

Afterwards, the Soul Power Fission Furnace generates a continuous stream of vast energy. With the help of the spiritual energy tide, the stages of [Organ Refining], [Marrow Transformation], and [Blood Exchange] are completed in one go, forging a semi-golden body and taking a step into the realm of human immortals.

It is obvious that he failed, overestimated the role of the Lake of Life, and fell into a dead end.

It would be fine if it were just a simple loss of control over one's Qi and blood, but unfortunately, it also affected the soul power in the dantian and the origin of one's life, which were undergoing extreme sublimation, as if they were about to complete their brilliant life in a short moment.

Even the Lake of Life couldn't help stabilize his injuries from this kind of Daoist wound.

Just as Su Ming's energy and spirit reached their peak and were about to plummet, the boy's blood-red, porcelain-like body suddenly radiated a dazzling divine light. Purple blood flowed between some of the cracked wounds, revealing strands of purple glow, which appeared divine.

The Evil God's Blood suddenly appeared when Su Ming's life was about to end, turning the tide. The purple divine blood was like an indestructible substance, acting as glue to forcibly couple the remaining body together, and intertwining Dao patterns in an attempt to seal the leaping, brilliant blue-purple divine flame.

Glug glug!

As if detecting something, the life-mimicry training room lit up with patterns on the ground, and the soul guidance array was activated and began to operate.

The crystal-clear, calm, emerald-green lake surface suddenly erupted, and streams of life-giving light surged up, irrigating the brilliant purplish-blue sun on the boy's chest.

Sizzle~

As the endless water of life evaporated, a misty, emerald-green haze instantly filled the room.

Su Ming's injuries improved immediately, and the raging cyan-purple divine fire was suppressed and stabilized at a certain level.

Unfortunately, it wasn't enough!

Only one final force is needed to completely overwhelm the divine flame. Otherwise, if things continue at this pace, once the divine fire is extinguished, Su Ming's very essence will be burned away, leaving him crippled.

"Eh~"

In the dim light, Su Ming seemed to hear the sigh of a weathered old man echoing in his mind.

The blazing silver sun between Su Ming's brows instantly cooled down, becoming as cold and calm as a gentle moon. A thin layer of gray enveloped Su Ming's entire body, and a gray light shone in the originally dim eyes of the young man.

The endless radiance emanating from the blazing divine flame in his chest dimmed, but it did not completely extinguish.

The cyan-purple divine flames slowly ignited, neither too hot nor too cold, gradually eroding Su Ming's entire body, from his blood to his bone marrow, from his internal organs to his flesh, and even his essence and spirit were ignited.

At this moment, Su Ming's consciousness was in a state between dreaming and waking, in a world of eternal darkness, as if there were only loneliness and death.

Although it was dark, there was no sense of tranquility. The pain of the divine flames burning one's essence and spirit was reflected back to the soul without any omission.

This is a form of torture, as if the soul is imprisoned in a void of darkness and then subjected to various forms of cruel torture. The lonely darkness brings the deepest despair and fear.

Su Ming was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

"I can't die, I haven't reached the peak yet... and I still have my sister." He roared unwillingly, his soul shining with divine light, like a candle flame bringing a touch of gloom to the darkness. He was unwilling to die like this.

Unsure how much time had passed, Su Ming calmed down and muttered to himself, "Only by experiencing seven layers of loneliness can one become a true powerhouse."

Su Ming endured loneliness and pain, and his soul shone brighter in the darkness, illuminating his surroundings. He gazed into the distance, trying to find his final resting place, but the scene before him surprised him. In the endless darkness, tombstones stood faintly.

But before he could discern the truth, the pain deep within his soul suddenly vanished, and his vision became distorted.

Su Ming's consciousness returned, and the purplish-blue divine flame on his chest continued to radiate light. He saw the blood in his body flowing out through his pores, and new blood with radiance was born in his body, shining with a faint purple light. The divine flame enveloped Su Ming, burning away the waste blood, expelling the broken bones, and shattering the internal organs. Every inch of his skin radiated spiritual light.

This was an astonishing transformation, and an incredibly powerful one at that.

Fortunately, his vitality and energy were provided by a pool of life-giving water, allowing Su Ming to survive this ordeal without serious injury.

Su Ming leaped from the Lake of Life, clenched his fist on the ground, and felt the immense potential lurking within. This time, he had gained a great deal; his soul power had increased by one level, reaching level forty-three.

In addition, with the help of this transformation, Su Ming completed most of the refining of his internal organs in an instant, and his physical qualities reached the Soul Emperor level in all aspects, and his strength increased dramatically again.

The original weight was around 17,000 jin, but the force increased to more than 20,000 jin.

This level of physical ability wouldn't be much different from that of a powerful offensive Soul Emperor.

Most importantly, when the Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound Breathing Technique was first created, perhaps on the verge of death, his mind became exceptionally sharp and agile. He figured out one challenge after another and successfully created the breathing technique.

"But the mere Refining Organs Technique is no longer the limit of this technique. It can encompass Marrow Transformation and Blood Exchange. Even the fleeting [Thunder Furnace Technique] combined with the Wind and Thunder Heavenly Will Technique seems to offer a glimmer of hope for becoming a Human Immortal."

Su Ming reflected on his gains with great confidence.

"However, we can't be too ambitious anymore. We should be down-to-earth and focus on perfecting the Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound technique at the [Organ Refining] stage step by step." Su Ming sighed softly, as if remembering something.

This time, it was only due to a combination of factors that he was barely kept alive. Not only did he owe Elder Yi a favor, but Su Ming also sensed that the evil god's blood within him had completely subsided and could no longer prolong his life in the short term.

As for the [Thunder Furnace Technique], it appears with a one in ten thousand probability. It refers to the true essence of martial arts at the level of a human immortal. For someone like Su Ming, whose martial arts foundation is shallow and who is between the two major stages of [Marrow Transformation] and [Blood Exchange], to create it is simply a miracle!

"Although it's still just a castle in the air, that essence has already been deeply ingrained in my heart." Su Ming estimated that it would probably take combining elements such as creating his own [Reign of the World], mastering the [Disintegration] wind element, and mastering the Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound to recreate it.

Su Ming's current headache is figuring out how to fill the two middle levels, and how to perfectly connect the Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound Technique with the supreme Thunder Refining Furnace Technique.

"Forget it, we'll see when the time comes. I dare not test the waters again. The Water of Life is useless. I really wish I had a treasure that could heal my Dao injuries." Su Ming sighed.

As a result, whatever came to mind came to pass.

That night, the older sister suddenly launched a surprise attack, breaking into the boy's room and, without hesitation, crawling into Su Ming's bed and pulling the blanket over them, shrouding them both in darkness.

Chapter Sixty-Three: The Gold of Life

In the darkness, Su Ming's delicate face was slightly flushed, whether from the stuffiness of the bed or from shyness, it was hard to tell.

The air inside the blankets stopped moving, and Su Ming could only breathe in his sister's sweet fragrance. In this enclosed space, Su Xuan'er's natural scent became increasingly pronounced.

The boy raised his head slightly, and his sister's mature and charming face was so close that he could kiss her if he just stretched his neck forward a little.

Su Xuan'er was so close that he could clearly see his sister's exquisite and flawless features, as well as her fair and smooth skin, which was glossy and supple.

"Sister, what... what do you want to do?" Su Ming stammered, his heart pounding, barely able to suppress the urge to kiss her. His sister's breath tickled his forehead.

Su Xuan'er's face was also flushed. The effect of "force" is mutual. With each breath, the airflow impacted her slender, fair neck, causing a similar sensation.

She looked down at her somewhat nervous younger brother, lightly kissed his forehead, and said seductively, "Little guy, I'll show you a big treasure."

Ah, this... Su Ming was so surprised he couldn't speak.

He watched helplessly as Su Xuan'er, lying beside him and revealing her slender figure, reached her delicate hand into the unfathomable depths of her clothes, as if to pull out something indescribable.

Su Ming's heart was pounding, but... he wasn't afraid.

"Look! What's this?" she snorted, proudly opening her palm to reveal a small, gleaming, azure-blue knife.

Su Ming's eyes were immediately drawn to "it". Hmm, this knife is so white... Ah, no, it's not big. Wait, it's very exquisite, about three inches long. The blade is a crystal clear blue color, and the strange patterns carved on it ruin the beauty, making it exude a fierce aura.

Seeing this, Su Ming breathed a sigh of relief. He was just one step away from dying on the spot!

But a strange thought inexplicably surfaced in my mind: this knife is so long, how could my sister manage to fit it in? This operation is more unfathomable than I imagined.

"Little guy, I've bought the Soul-Devouring Blade you wanted. How are you going to thank your sister?" Su Xuan'er teased her younger brother.