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Chapter 35 - Qilin Precious Technique! Du Busi's Shock!

Chapter 35: Qilin Precious Technique! Du Busi's Shock!

The blizzard tearing through the core of the Far North showed no signs of mercy, howling like a chorus of dying beasts. Yet, inside the emerald-green energy shield maintained by Du Busi, a near-frozen, suffocating silence reigned.

Liu Yuan sat cross-legged, his hands resting on his knees in a meditative seal. Hovering around him was a soul ring exuding a deep, abyssal black light—a twenty-thousand-year soul ring. It acted like a ravenous black hole, continuously bleeding violent, glacial energy into the surrounding air.

This freezing torrent flooded straight through Liu Yuan's brow, surging into his limbs and bones. It carried the lingering arrogance and domineering will the Ice Qilin possessed in life, violently attempting to crush this human's fragile physique from the inside out.

'Come on!'

Liu Yuan roared in his mind. Deep within his Double Pupils, a brilliant crimson light flared to life, burning with unyielding resolve.

The moment the beast's energy fully breached his body, it felt as though he had swallowed an erupting glacier. Extreme cold and tyrannical force clashed wildly within his meridians, turning his internal pathways into a brutal battlefield.

Had it not been for the grueling baptism of the Body Secret Method and the countless medicinal baths he had endured over the past half-year, this initial impact alone would have shattered his meridians like cheap porcelain.

But he had survived the initial strike. Now, he needed to systematically grind down and refine this savage power.

At the edge of the emerald shield, Du Busi stood with his hands clasped tightly behind his back. His deep green eyes were locked onto Liu Yuan, who was now completely enshrouded in flowing black light.

Earlier, the Body Sect Master had acted incredibly arrogant, casually claiming that a twenty-thousand-year ring was just right for a third ring. In truth, that bravado was entirely a facade meant to instill absolute, unshakable confidence in his disciple.

As a Super Douluo, he knew better than anyone the sheer insanity of this endeavor. Absorbing a ten-thousand-year soul ring for a third ring was already considered a lethal taboo in the Soul Master world. To absorb a twenty-thousand-year ring—a limit that would push even a seasoned Soul King to the brink of death—was nothing short of madness.

"Good disciple, you must succeed..." Du Busi muttered under his breath. His massive hands, usually as steady as a mountain when crushing his enemies, now gripped the fabric of his sleeves so tightly his knuckles turned white. His weathered face was drawn taut with tension.

Time bled away, second by agonizing second.

One hour passed. A layer of fine, crystalline frost bloomed across Liu Yuan's skin. This was the residual extreme cold intent of the Ice Qilin, launching a desperate counterattack against its consumer.

Two hours passed. Liu Yuan's breathing grew heavy and ragged. The Body Secret Method circulated spontaneously within his flesh, acting on pure instinct to continuously reinforce the resilience of his tearing meridians.

Three hours passed. The young man remained seated, eyes shut tight, looking entirely like a frozen ice sculpture. Only the pitch-black soul ring proved he was still alive, pulsing faster and faster until the resulting hum vibrated the very air inside the shield.

By the fourth hour, Du Busi's legendary composure finally fractured.

He began pacing anxiously within the confined space of the energy barrier. His heavy boots crunched loudly against the thick, packed snow.

"Why hasn't he woken up yet? It's taking too damn long..." Du Busi scowled, his fierce green eyes clouded with naked worry. "Nothing went wrong, did it? That shouldn't be possible! With this kid's mental force and the foundation of his physical body, he should have succeeded by now!"

Several times, the Sect Master raised a hand, tempted to forcefully inject his own soul power to check his disciple's internal state. Each time, he forced his arm back down. He knew the rules. In this kind of deep-level soul ring fusion, external interference was the ultimate death sentence.

Just as Du Busi's anxiety reached a boiling point, threatening to override his better judgment, Liu Yuan's body—which had been as still as stagnant water—suddenly jolted.

Hum—!

A terrifying aura erupted from the boy's figure like a detonating storm, violently sweeping away the accumulated frost and coldness in the surrounding air.

Sensing this explosive pressure, Du Busi's eyes lit up with sharp, predatory brilliance.

He could clearly feel the soul power fluctuations within Liu Yuan's body climbing at an utterly exaggerated speed. This was the massive, compressed energy of the twenty-thousand-year soul ring finally feeding back into its new master.

Level thirty-one...

Level thirty-two...

Level thirty-three...

Finally, that violent upward thrust slammed into the threshold of level thirty-four and stabilized completely.

"Skipped four levels?! He went straight to level thirty-four?!" Du Busi stood stunned for a fraction of a second before throwing his head back. A burst of wild, booming laughter tore from his throat, loud enough to rival the howling blizzard outside.

"Hahahaha! I knew it would work! I knew it! The energy feedback from a twenty-thousand-year soul ring, combined with this kid's monstrous previous accumulation—he really made a killing this time!"

Liu Yuan slowly opened his eyes. Within his sockets, the Double Pupils overlapped and rotated, flashing with a gleam of light as deep and dangerous as an abyss.

He pushed himself to his feet. As he moved, he felt a surging, torrential power coursing through his veins—a physical strength that felt capable of crushing mountains and splitting rivers with a single step. Wild joy bloomed in his chest.

"Master, I have achieved a breakthrough." Liu Yuan clenched his fists. Because his soul power was currently overflowing, his skin faintly radiated a layer of pristine, jade-like light.

"Good! Quick! Show me!" Du Busi closed the distance in a single stride, his eyes burning with absolute fanaticism. "I want to see exactly what kind of precious Soul Skill you risked your life to rip from that beast!"

"Alright!"

Hearing his master's demand, Liu Yuan nodded and took a slow, deep breath.

Beneath his feet, three entirely unreasonable soul rings rose in sequence: one yellow, one purple, and one deep, abyssal black.

Immediately after, that pitch-black third soul ring flared with blinding intensity.

"Third Soul Skill—Qilin Precious Technique!"

Following Liu Yuan's low, commanding shout, two rich blue rays of light shot from his Double Pupils. At an imperceptible speed, the azure light cascaded down, fully enveloping his entire physique in a glowing armor of energy.

In that instant, Liu Yuan's entire aura shifted. The calm, calculating youth vanished, replaced by the suffocating presence of a true, ancient Fierce Beast.

He tapped his toes lightly against the snow.

Without a sound, his body vanished from where he stood. He moved so fast that several condensed afterimages were left lingering in the freezing air.

"This speed... Teleportation?" Du Busi narrowed his eyes, his voice laced with suspicion and awe.

A hundred meters away, Liu Yuan's figure abruptly materialized in front of a towering, several-meter-high boulder of solid black ice. Without any flashy movements or wasted energy, he simply drew back his arm and threw a straight punch.

Boom—!

That massive, diamond-hard black ice rock shattered as if it were made of fragile tofu. The sheer kinetic force of Liu Yuan's fist instantly pulverized it into a sky-filling cloud of icy powder.

But the display was not over. As Liu Yuan stepped back, he did not fall to the ground. Instead, he exerted force directly against the empty air. It was as if he were stepping on solid, invisible ground. He took several rapid steps through the void, his figure flickering erratically left and right across a range of several hundred meters, rendering his trajectory completely unpredictable.

"This isn't just a movement technique; this is an all-around physical enhancement!"

Liu Yuan landed gracefully back in front of Du Busi. The sharp, predatory gleam in his eyes had not yet faded. "Master, this is my Third Soul Skill. After activating it, my physical strength increases several times over, granting me extreme, explosive power in close combat."

He paused, a satisfied smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "And most, it contains the Qilin Step. This allows me to completely ignore terrain, or even tread directly through the air, achieving near-instantaneous displacement."

Du Busi looked past his disciple at the pulverized remains of the giant ice rock, then back to the faint, lingering brilliance radiating from Liu Yuan's enhanced physique. The Super Douluo was completely floored.

"This fierce?"

A deep sense of relief and vindication washed over the old man. He was suddenly incredibly glad for his choice—glad that he had chosen to place his absolute trust in Liu Yuan's monstrous potential.

Because this Third Soul Skill—the Qilin Precious Technique—was simply too tyrannical.

Du Busi stood frozen, replaying Liu Yuan's demonstration in his mind.

Could this even be classified as a single Soul Skill?

If one really broke it down, it easily counted as two distinct, top-tier abilities.

The ability to displace instantly through mid-air!

Combined with that terrifying, exponential increase in raw strength and speed!

This Soul Skill was truly extraordinary, defying all common sense.

At this moment, Du Busi could no longer contain himself. A massive, ear-to-ear grin split his weathered face.

Looking at the calm, powerful youth standing before him, the Master of the Body Sect felt an overwhelming sense of pride. The more he looked at his disciple, the more thoroughly satisfied he became.

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