The Evil Soul Master is actually myself

Su Ming felt a cool, gentle stream of water washing over his mind, like a pair of soft, boneless jade hands gently kneading and massaging him with just the right amount of force.

The boy's face gradually calmed down and became peaceful. His consciousness fell into eternal silence, and his soul was sublimating, becoming more and more crystal clear. The dust on the surface and the shadows in the corners were swept away, like an eternal diamond shining brightly in the night sky.

Extraterrestrial demons are species that excel at matters of the soul. Their method of possession is extremely extreme: if successful, they will plunder everything from the host; if unsuccessful, they will use themselves to help the host achieve their goals.

Therefore, anyone who overcomes their inner demons will undergo a spiritual transformation.

In the misty pavilions, the morning fog, as thin as sage, seemed to freeze, freezing the ethereal fairyland into a beautiful scene.

A mature woman in a snow-white nightgown frowned in the courtyard and glanced toward her younger brother's room.

Su Xuan'er knew that her younger brother would have gained a lot last night, but she didn't expect that the spiritual majesty he exuded would be almost on par with that of a Soul Douluo.

Rumble!

Su Ming's head suddenly exploded, waking him from eternal silence. Before him, an endless silver spiritual sea roared and continued to expand outward.

A layer of golden, shimmering light rose from the depths of the silver sea, and a dreamlike, enchanting aura arose.

"What is this?" Su Ming was bewildered. A huge, bluish-purple vertical pupil appeared in the sky, like a bright sun hanging high in the heavens. Through the narrow pupil, he could see a vast bluish-purple sea behind it.

The second sea of ​​consciousness is also responding.

Of the six soul bones in his body, the most important is the skull. The extraterrestrial demon soul bone that Su Ming absorbed is of the highest quality among Douluo, which naturally caused a great stir.

A pair of wings covered with fine blue-purple dragon scales appeared on the back of Su Ming's cross-legged body. The crystal scales were decorated with black magic patterns. His left hand suddenly expanded several times, and five claw blades shot out. The intricate purple patterns shone and generated layers of purple scales, which wrapped around his entire palm like a steel mecha.

With the skull core returning to its original position, the only two soul bones on Su Ming's body automatically appeared and resonated remotely.

A layer of crystalline black jade covered the boy's entire body, and the three soul bones stood out with clear outlines, breathing out thick black mist as if they were breathing, their aura becoming firm and slowly growing stronger.

This is a complete transformation.

"I never imagined you possessed such immense spiritual potential. Perhaps my idea can come true!" Electrox exclaimed excitedly, gazing at the layer of golden glass at the bottom of the sea.

"What idea?" Su Ming was taken aback when he heard this.

Chapter 114 The Necromancer Saint God!

“An artificial martial soul!” Electrolux said slowly.

"This? Is it like Tang Wutong's third martial soul, the Trident of the Sea God?" Su Ming asked, taken aback.

He vaguely remembered that Elder Yi seemed to have created a martial soul called the [Necromancer Saint God], but a martial soul that could not be attached with a soul ring and was only used as a basis for casting spells was not very meaningful to him.

"No, that's a true martial spirit." Elder Yi's figure appeared on the silver spiritual sea, gazing at the shimmering golden glass layer below.

The golden glazed layer represents the spiritual attributes that have infinitely approached the ultimate under the baptism of the Three-Eyed Golden Lion, and finally, under the catalysis of the skull of the extraterrestrial demon, it moves towards the true ultimate attribute.

Unfortunately, Su Ming's Dark Demon Evil God Tiger Martial Soul lacks any spiritual attributes, making it unusable.

"Your Dark Demon Evil God Tiger Martial Soul possesses the ability to devour. I will bestow a bit of death divinity upon you. After it devours and transforms it, combined with the ultimate spiritual attribute, it will give birth to your own Martial Soul."

Electrolux envisioned.

Su Ming's eyes widened upon hearing this. Martial Souls are twins, connected to the origin of the soul. They are simply given a little divinity by the True God, and can only give birth to a pseudo-Martial Soul like Tang Wutong's, because it does not belong to him.

If the divine essence bestowed by the true god subtly merges with the soul from infancy, and after dozens of generations, the extraordinary factors penetrate deep into the family bloodline, perhaps a god-level martial soul can be born.

Su Ming seems to have discovered the origin of the Six-Winged Holy Angel family of the Spirit Hall from ten thousand years ago.

"But now that I have consciousness, can my soul still possess the same ignorant and chaotic inclusiveness as it did in the embryonic stage?"

Su Ming said worriedly, he was tempted. If he had a choice, he would also want twin martial souls, and even twin god-level martial souls.

"That's why I mentioned the wonder of extraterrestrial demons. With the help of the soul bone, you are now in a rare state of mental respiration."

Electrolux looked at Su Ming and asked, "So? Have you made up your mind?"

"What are you waiting for? Let's get this done quickly," Su Ming urged impatiently.

"Alright." Old Yi's figure dimmed slightly, and a dark, deep radiance emerged from between his brows.

As soon as the dark light appeared, the void fell silent, and the silver spiritual sea rippled with a layer of dark jade color, turning into dark silver.

"Old Master Yi..." Su Ming said worriedly when he saw the illusory image of the divine thought becoming blurry and imperceptible.

It goes without saying how important the divinity of death was to Elder I.

"It doesn't matter. The person is dead. Why not leave something for the world? If the Necromancer Saint God Martial Soul can be passed down through your descendants for thousands of generations, and still shine like a star ten thousand years later, then I can find some solace."

The ethereal, smoke-like figure spoke.

"Aish, why do you elders always think about sacrificing yourselves to pave the way for the younger generation? When I become a true god, I will definitely reverse life and death," Su Ming said, feeling somewhat distressed.

The boy pursed his lips. At first, he was indeed very wary of Elder Yi, but now that his teacher had given him both a soul bone and the divinity of death, Su Ming felt a great psychological burden and a sense of guilt that he could not accept.

"Ah, I'm getting old. If I were in my prime, I wouldn't care about this bit of death divinity. And little guy, don't underestimate me just because I'm only a fragment of divine consciousness now. I might just outlive you."

Old Yi smiled to ease Su Ming's guilt.

buzz~

Below, a tiny black kitten appeared, hopping and skipping after the dark light, as if its curiosity had been drawn to the moving point of light.

"Besides, it's not guaranteed to succeed. In the end, it might just be the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger Martial Soul that evolves into a spiritual attribute." Old Yi teased the Soul Imprint with great interest.

"This result isn't bad either. My extreme mental attributes can make up for my weaknesses. Even without the aid of a divine position, my chances of becoming a god are much greater," Su Ming said nonchalantly.

Finally, Old Yi made a mistake, and that bit of deathly divinity was swallowed whole by the black, ball-of-pulls-like kitten.

In an instant, the entire spiritual sea resonated, and the golden glazed layer merged with the metallic luster of the black jade, melting into a pool of black-gold liquid that enveloped the Dark Demon God Tiger Soul Seal.

The black kitten struggled a few times, its fluffy little head raised, its big dark red eyes looking innocent, before being covered by layers of black and gold liquid, forming a round egg.

A strange feeling rose in Su Ming's heart, like a feeling of fullness, with a faint sense of satisfaction, and a burning heat burst forth from his heart, causing the blood of the evil god to resonate.

"The result needs time to develop, so I'd like to rest for a while." The figure of the gray-robed old man became increasingly elusive, like a candle flame flickering in the wind.

"Hey~, it'll take a while longer?" Su Ming clicked his tongue.

"Women take ten months to conceive, let alone a martial spirit," Elder Yi retorted, his figure vanishing into a crystalline gray particle, buried deep within his spiritual sea.

Su Ming shook his head, focused his mind on comprehending the profound mysteries of the Heavenly Demon, and covered the boy's body outside with a layer of transparent gelatinous coating, which shimmered with a seven-colored glaze when viewed from a distance.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

The boy stretched comfortably. This time, absorbing the soul bone was just as painful as before.

"Awake~, you must be hungry after not eating for three days? I made some porridge, it's in the kitchen." Before I even opened my eyes, a magnetic and languid mature woman's voice came from beside me.

Her gentle yet alluring presence sent a shiver down Su Ming's spine, dispelling his drowsy state.

He quickly looked to his side. His sister was lying diagonally on his bed in a snow-white nightgown. Her long, plump white legs were pressed together at the slit, highlighting her amazing curves. She was propping her head up with one hand and blinking her big eyes at her brother. Her mature face showed a hint of fatigue.

Su Ming could tell at a glance that Su Xuan'er had been watching over him for three days.

The boy pursed his lips and reached out to embrace her slender, supple waist.

The older sister was surprised for a moment, then smiled gently and wrapped her arms around her younger brother, letting him lean against her.

The two embraced for a moment, enjoying the peaceful time. Su Ming let out a soft groan of comfort as he rested his head on her soft, smooth belly.

Later, Su Xuan'er patted her younger brother's head and said, "Get up, aren't you hungry?"

Su Ming propped himself up and looked down at the mature woman lying on the bed with her clothes disheveled. His gaze moved down from her delicate white collarbone, and the large white bowl that was partially exposed made the young man subconsciously swallow.

I really wanted to tell him that he was already full.

"Little one, I'm sleepy, I'm going to take a nap now." Su Xuan'er turned over, lay flat on the bed, closed her beautiful eyes, and then her chest heaved, as if she had fallen asleep quickly.

Looking at his sister's glossy, red lips, Su Ming really wanted to launch a sneak attack without any sense of martial ethics, but then he thought that being too hasty might frighten his sister, so he restrained himself.

The boy tiptoed out of bed and slipped into the kitchen to find something to eat.

A moment later, Su Xuan'er opened her beautiful eyes and sighed softly, "I'm so big now and I still don't know where to find food!"

the other side

Fairy Lin'er's home on Poseidon Island.

A huge amber sculpture, shimmering with a glassy hue, stands in the center of the living room, inside which is sealed a stunningly beautiful girl with silver hair and purple eyes.

Well, it would be too embarrassing to leave Gu Yuena, who had been made into a specimen for three days, on the arena, and we were also afraid that some strange people would do bad things, so the academy arranged for her to be placed in Xian Lin'er's house.

The three-day period has now ended, and the Dragon King has returned!

buzz~

The solidified gelatinous sculpture in the living room suddenly emitted a seven-colored, shimmering light. The stagnant liquid seemed to have a life of its own, slowly seeping into the void before dissipating into the air.

As soon as Gu Yuena was unsealed, she stood still for a while, her head bowed and her small, white fists clenched tightly.

"What? You're out? There's some leftover food in the kitchen, heat it up and eat it yourself." A soft, husky, mature woman's voice came from outside.

The silver-haired girl glanced to the side and saw a mature and beautiful woman leaning against the door. Her white and gold dress clung to her graceful figure, exuding the languid and charming aura of a mature woman.

"Dean Xian? Where is Su Ming? Can you tell me? I have a lot of things I want to talk to him about," Gu Yuena said through gritted teeth.

"What, you're not convinced? Are you bullying my little apprentice?" Xian Lin'er straightened her posture and looked at the girl seriously.

"No, he took my things! And I want to ask him some questions." Gu Yuena sighed in frustration.

"What did the little guy take from you? Did he steal your heart?" Xianlin'er asked jokingly.

"No, something far more important." Gu Yuena stomped her foot in frustration as she thought of the vertical pupil of fate.

"Hiss~." Xian Lin'er was shocked. Her mind went blank for a moment, and she couldn't help but say, "Then you really need to talk to his family and make things clear. It just so happens that he lives at his sister's house, and this place..."

She gave Su Ming's home address.

Gu Yuena was stunned for a moment, unable to understand why Su Ming's master would betray her.

But she didn't care about anything else; settling scores with Su Ming was the priority!

The silver-haired girl strode out of the living room, a pair of illusory seven-colored wings unfurling behind her as she soared into the sky, eager to head towards Su Ming's house.

Gu Yuena was already on her way, wielding a knife and radiating murderous intent, followed by Xian Lin'er, who was there to watch the spectacle.

Su Ming was still drinking porridge at this moment.

Chapter 115 From Arrogance to Obsequiousness

Rumble!