Dual Spirit Genius

Dual Spirit Genius

It was a gigantic beast that looked remarkably like a lizard, lying there without moving. Its body was covered in countless wounds, and the blood flowing from them had pooled into something like a small pond.

But that was not what shocked Ye Han the most.

The lizard-like beast had bled enough to form a pool, yet it was still breathing. Clearly, it was not completely dead yet.

Zi Xia said, "Give it the final blow, then refine its spirit ring. Don't worry, it's a hundred-year one. You're not getting the short end of the stick!"

Having read Douluo Dalu, if he still did not understand after hearing that—

Then he really would be an idiot.

But how could there possibly be a Soul Beast here that was just one breath away from dying for no reason?

And it was even a hundred-year Soul Beast.

He turned to look at Zi Xia. "You took it down?"

Zi Xia glanced at Ye Han and replied indifferently, "What else?"

Ye Han could not help secretly wiping away a cold sweat. At Zi Xia's age, killing a hundred-year Soul Beast all by herself was simply insanely powerful!

While marveling at the little girl's strength, he walked over and delivered the final blow to the Soul Beast.

A yellow spirit ring immediately floated out.

After finishing all that, he froze.

Because only then did he realize—did that mean he was also a Soul Master???

I have no idea!

How the hell do I release my martial spirit?!

He was completely dumbfounded, okay?!

Seeing that Ye Han still had not moved, Zi Xia urged him, "Hurry up and absorb it. If I hadn't seen that this Soul Beast suited you well, I wouldn't have bothered coming back to see whether you were dead!"

Ye Han: "..."

Seeing that Ye Han still had not moved, Zi Xia asked with a strange look in her eyes, "Don't tell me you've even forgotten how to release your martial spirit!"

Ye Han spread his hands awkwardly and helplessly. "Forget how to release it—I've even forgotten what martial spirit I have."

Zi Xia opened her mouth but made no sound.

After a while, she finally said, "Focus your mind and calm yourself. You'll naturally sense the existence of the martial spirit within your body. Once you sense it, releasing or withdrawing it is just a matter of thought."

Hearing this, Ye Han felt somewhat uneasy, because he did not even know what kind of martial spirit he possessed.

Still, he followed Zi Xia's instructions.

He focused his mind.

A moment later, Ye Han was overjoyed because he sensed the existence of his martial spirits.

But the next second, he stiffened.

Because there were two martial spirits in his body—which damn one was he supposed to release?

He was not sure whether Zi Xia knew he possessed Dual Spirit. If she knew, that was one thing. But if she did not, releasing the wrong martial spirit would be quite the problem.

More importantly, he still did not know why Zi Xia had brought him along when this was clearly some kind of trial.

"Hmm..."

What a dilemma!

Zi Xia's face darkened, and her already cold gaze turned even colder. "Are you taking a shit?"

"Is releasing a martial spirit really that hard? It's just some lousy gourd. Hurry up!"

"A lousy gourd?"

Ye Han smiled. He knew which martial spirit to release now.

Whoosh!

A cyan martial spirit appeared in his right hand.

This martial spirit was called the Wine Gourd. For every spirit ring he acquired, it could create a type of gourd filled with fine wine.

Moreover, the wine within these gourds possessed the special abilities unique to food-type martial spirits!

A smile appeared on his face once more.

After all, his other martial spirit was the Seven Sha Sword—one for powerful offense, one for support.

And it was a food-type martial spirit capable of preparing supplies in advance. Just imagine fighting someone in a fierce battle.

Both sides had consumed massive amounts of energy and suffered injuries.

Then you took out wine you had prepared beforehand and drank a couple of mouthfuls. Your Soul Power would immediately recover, your injuries would heal, and you would become invigorated again.

What kind of expression would your opponent have?

They would probably collapse in utter despair!

This was simply an overpowered combination!

Zi Xia said, "Sit down, then use your Soul Power to draw in the soul ring!"

Ye Han did as instructed.

He began using his Soul Power to draw the soul ring toward himself, beginning the first soul ring refinement of his life.

Time passed bit by bit.

Ye Han finally succeeded in refining the soul ring, making it a part of himself.

He had also gained the first soul skill of his life.

Unable to wait any longer, he used it. "A gourd exists between heaven and earth, named Soul!"

A crimson gourd appeared in Ye Han's hand.

Zi Xia could not suppress her curiosity and asked, "Hurry up and tell me—what does your soul skill do?"

Ye Han grinned. "First Soul Skill—Soul Wine. It can restore half the Soul Power of Soul Masters at the same level or below. For those stronger than the user, each additional soul ring reduces the recovery by one tier. At the very least, it restores one tier!"

There was one more thing he did not mention: the created Soul Gourd could be stored for a full three days.

She and Ye Han were both one-ring Soul Masters. Wouldn't that mean it could restore half their Soul Power at their peak?

Zi Xia was so shocked she nearly jumped up. Even her ever-cold eyes could not help but reveal a trace of delight.

How could she not be happy? With Ye Han around, it was practically the same as having unlimited Soul Power!

When killing people, she would no longer have to hold back out of concern for Soul Power consumption.

She was overjoyed!

She walked up to Ye Han and patted his shoulder. "From today onward, you're half my life. Whoever touches you is picking a fight with me."

Being protected by a little loli did not make Ye Han happy in the slightest.

Still, he understood that having a martial soul did not mean he was invincible. He also needed the corresponding physical skills, combat techniques, and swordsmanship. Otherwise, it would all be useless.

Take his Seven Sha Sword martial soul, for example. It was ranked among the top three weapon martial souls.

But in his hands, what use was it beyond swinging it around wildly?

It seemed he would have to train properly in combat and swordsmanship from now on.

But for now, as someone with combat power of only five, he really could not do without this adorably fierce little loli.

So did he have any choice other than nodding in agreement?

"Not bad, not bad!"

Zi Xia was very satisfied with Ye Han's attitude.

Ye Han thought, Just you wait, little brat. Once I master combat techniques and swordsmanship, I'm definitely going to smack your butt a few times to vent my anger—and make sure it goes smack smack smack. Let's see you keep acting all high and mighty in front of me.

Zi Xia took the Soul Gourd from Ye Han's hand and directly poured the wine inside into her mouth.

"Delicious!"

Zi Xia's beautiful eyes lit up, and the coldness in them faded away. More importantly, she could feel that all the Soul Power she had expended in her fierce battle with that Soul Beast had fully recovered.

Was it really that delicious?

Ye Han was eager to try it too. In an instant, he released his soul skill again. "A gourd exists between heaven and earth, named Soul Wine!"

Another crimson gourd appeared in his hand, and he impatiently brought it to his lips.

The next second, his hand felt light.

The crimson gourd had appeared in Zi Xia's hand once more.

Ye Han was furious. I made it myself, and I can't even drink it?

Little brat, you've gone too far!

But before he could voice his displeasure, Zi Xia kicked him.

Ye Han rolled a long way away.

Ye Han got to his feet in the distance and roared, "A man may be killed, but never humiliated! Little brat, I'll fight you—"

Before he could finish speaking, Ye Han froze in place.

Because in Zi Xia's hand was a thread glinting with cold light. At the other end of the thread, someone was bound tightly.

Moreover, the thread was like a sharp blade, cutting into the person until blood flowed freely.

In almost an instant, that person had become drenched in blood.

It was utterly chilling.