Douluo Dalu: Seven Kills

Chapter 608 Yuhao, You've Become (Two-in-One)

"Then, Brother Junting, I won't stand on ceremony!"

"Come on. Now that you've experienced 'hatred,' let me see the soul skills for the other six emotions: joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, love, and hate."

Since things had come to this point, Huo Yuhao no longer hesitated, slowly closed his eyes, and let his mind sink into the silence.

But when he opened his eyes again, the calmness that had been there seemed to have vanished. No, it wasn't vanished, but rather his eyes were filled with overwhelming rage, and a raging fire burned within them.

At the same time, the temperature on the entire arena plummeted, and a woman with a cold and aloof appearance, dressed in a long emerald green dress, appeared behind Huo Yuhao. Her eyes, gleaming with an emerald light and filled with an aggressive intensity, were extremely clear, and snowflakes appeared out of thin air, swirling around her without any wind.

However, as these snowflakes fluttered about, they combined with Huo Yuhao's invisible flames of fury, turning the snow-white snowflakes into half of a crimson red.

A striking combination of red and white interspersed with emerald green—it was truly bizarre.

"It seems the first move is anger."

Chen Junting pointed his sword and said, "Come on, let me see."

Instantly, the invisible sword intent seemed to cause the world to change color, making the surrounding light seem to dim in an instant, like dark clouds covering the sun, shrouding Huo Yuhao's sky.

"offend."

At this moment, Huo Yuhao was extremely sparing with his words.

Because in his mind, besides that bottom line of calm and rationality, there was only the anger caused by the White Tiger Duke's mansion!

The cold wind freezes the jade pot, and the ice penetrates a thousand mountains and stretches across the great river.

No need to conceal one's true intentions; one can see through the icy, cloud-piercing city.

In an instant, Huo Yuhao's body swayed slightly, and an indescribable aura burst forth from him.

Almost instantly, the Ice Emperor's spirit transformed from human form into beast form. The enormous Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion pressed down on the dome, its giant pincers transforming into massive blades. With unparalleled power, it crashed down on Chen Junting like a mountain pressing down.

"Well done!"

A surge of sword intent solidified instantly, and a sword was thrust out to block!

To test the strength of Huo Yuhao's emotional soul skill, Chen Junting did not choose to attack, but instead adopted a defensive approach.

"when!"

With a crisp clang, the colossal blade reaching the heavens and the soul of the Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion trembled violently. Even though they were deflected by Chen Junting's sword, their extreme coldness and emotions remained condensed and did not dissipate. In fact, their anger even invaded, affecting Chen Junting's mind in the opposite direction.

Before Chen Junting could even vent his anger, the Ice Emperor's soul vanished without a trace in an instant. The anger in Huo Yuhao's eyes was replaced by the joy he felt after joining the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Immediately afterwards, a snow-white nine-tailed fox emerged joyfully, its third eye between its brows quietly opening, covered by a dreamlike halo, as if a mirage were emerging.

Sparrows knock on the window to announce the clear weather in the woods, while vines secretly tumble over the jade-green hem of a garment.

Suddenly, the sound of a warbling oriole on a branch could be heard, and a fox leaped into the water to play with the swimming fish.

"Now the next emotion is joy. If I were in that situation, how would you choose to respond?"

As he spoke, Chen Junting took a step forward unhurriedly.

Thick, bloody light erupted from his body, and the mist in front of him seemed to be sliced ​​open by a sharp blade, dissipating to both sides. In its place was a scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

And this is precisely the Realm of Immortal Slaughter.

He wanted to see what Huo Yuhao was going to do.
However, Huo Yuhao remained calm and composed upon seeing this. While the spirit Ahri hadn't dissipated, a strange, large insect, entirely snow-white with ten golden lines running along its body, appeared. This was Huo Yuhao's first spirit—the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm. At this moment, the emotion it represented was: Love!

Instantly, an indescribable atmosphere began to permeate the martial arts arena. There was no earth-shattering pressure, nor dazzling brilliance. Yet, everyone watching was affected the moment the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm appeared. Combined with the joy they had just experienced, they all felt the air become thick and warm, as if immersed in the most beautiful dream, causing their heartbeats to slow unconsciously, their breathing to become gentle, and the softest emotions deep within their hearts to be quietly stirred.

Ma Xiaotao thought of her teacher and his wife; Ye Guyi thought of her long-deceased parents; Bei Bei thought of the days she spent with Tang Ya; Ji Juechen's heart, mostly filled with swords, was also stirred, replaced by the figure of Jing Ziyan; Gu Tianchen and Wu Feng gazed at each other tenderly…

Even Chen Junting, surrounded by killing intent after activating the Immortal Slaughtering Domain, couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.

Even though his expression remained calm, his hand holding the sword unconsciously tightened. In his perception, the whole world seemed to be tinged with a gentle hue. The emotions of "love" and "joy" originating from Huo Yuhao, like the finest wine, silently seeped into his heart and touched his soul.

"Om-"

On that day, the ten golden rings on Meng Bingcan's body shone brightly, and the weakening effect that the Immortal Slaughtering Domain had brought to Huo Yuhao disappeared.

The red candle flickers, casting shadows on the west window; threads of affection secretly intertwine, winding around fingers.

Even after tears have dried at midnight, a smile remains, illuminating the eternal chill of the human world.

Chen Junting was fully aware of this change.

"So the soul skill related to the emotion 'love' can remove the domain? No, perhaps it can remove all negative statuses on the user."

As the mirage dissipated, the spirit Ahri leaped out, transforming into wisps of light and shadow that completely merged into Huo Yuhao's body. Immediately, the same dreamlike halo appeared around Huo Yuhao, then transformed into a luminous glow.

In an instant, Huo Yuhao's aura increased dramatically.

However, Huo Yuhao did not rush to attack at this moment.

"Frozen clouds hang low over the fields, pressing down on our winter clothes; old trees with stiff branches weep as evening falls."

Snow blankets a thousand mountains, obscuring the way home; empty courtyards lock away the mud of bygone springs.

As he murmured seemingly unconscious, incoherent words, an indescribable sorrow enveloped the entire room. Those who had been immersed in "love" and "joy" suddenly felt an overwhelming sadness, as if they wanted to vomit blood. This profound grief, capable of affecting everyone, was also a true reflection of the emotions Huo Yuhao himself felt upon the death of his mother.

As he murmured, an icy blue halo emanated from him, spreading out like ripples. Wherever it passed, on the hard ground of the arena, countless illusory icy blue blades of grass sprouted out of thin air, swaying gracefully, exuding a sense of desolation. Snowflakes filled the sky, seemingly covering the earth.

These tiny blades of grass are not real, yet they appear in the form of the Eight-Cornered Ice Grass, vividly imprinted on everyone's heart. They are the condensation of emotions, and the embodiment of sorrow.

“What a poignant line, ‘Snow covers a thousand mountains, obscuring the way home; empty courtyards lock away the old spring mud.’” Chen Junting gently extended his palm, and a sorrowful snowflake landed on it, creating a barely perceptible ripple that completely sealed his acupoints. Even his feet were covered by stalks of eight-pointed ice grass; the grass’s roots and the ice’s freezing effect rendered him immobile for a moment.

At that very moment, a gigantic phantom of a Dire Tooth Sea Lion enveloped Huo Yuhao, replacing his previous sorrow with an unprecedented malevolence. Then, the phantom of the Dire Tooth Sea Lion merged into Huo Yuhao's right fist, like a monstrous wave crashing up and transforming into an ice peak. He then took a step forward, heading straight for Chen Junting, and unleashed a powerful strike.

Suddenly, a thousand peaks crumble like jade dust, and ten thousand acres of ice teeth are forged into bone-like knives.

Ink surges and spits, corroding mountain bones; a cold blade, held abyss, severs the soul of heaven.

This punch looked very simple, so simple that anyone could do it.

But the moment that punch appeared out of nowhere, Chen Junting's expression changed slightly. Because he clearly sensed that this wasn't one punch, but two, three, four... the number increasing with each rolling wave!
At this moment, his spiritual power seemed to be burning, and all his emotions were transformed into the purest fuel, constantly propelling him forward. Chen Junting chose to remain motionless, standing still in place.

Upon seeing this, Huo Yuhao's eyes flashed with astonishment.

He didn't believe that his "Sorrow" move could imprison Brother Junting for so long. After all, even his and Dong'er's Martial Soul Fusion Skill, "Golden Road," hadn't achieved that.

Just as he was about to stop, Chen Junting noticed the hesitation that flashed in his eyes, and immediately shouted:

"Keep going! You think this can hurt me!?"

Upon hearing this, Huo Yuhao immediately suppressed any hesitation in his eyes. Then, his fist continued its relentless advance!

"Boom!"

Amidst a violent roar, Chen Junting's blood surged, and he staggered back five steps before regaining his footing.

Huo Yuhao pressed his advantage, his right hand transforming from a fist into a palm, and suddenly raised it in the next instant. The moment he raised his right hand, the phantoms of the "Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion" and the "Emperor Fang Sea Lion" reappeared behind him, and then the two figures vanished instantly.

In an instant, his right palm suddenly became incredibly sharp.

Like a hidden giant sword suddenly drawn from its sheath!

His right palm slashed down fiercely.

It had no color, and looked like an ice blade falling from the sky.

This time, Chen Junting stopped defending.

"Om-"

The Seven Kill Sword in his hand immediately emitted a loud and sharp sword cry, as if venting all the pent-up frustration he had just suffered.

Then, as he held the Seven Kill Sword diagonally across his chest, all the surrounding air currents seemed to be drawn in by Chen Junting's aura, rapidly gathering to form a massive vortex. Immediately afterwards…

"A thirteen-stringed melody in a cup, half a lifetime of trials and tribulations, all returned to a single sword!"

Chen Junting's voice resounded through the sky. His sword tip pointed directly at the icy blade that Huo Yuhao was attacking. Thirteen clear blue sword energies, like thirteen meteors, streaked across the sky and slashed towards him.

As the thirteen sword energies converged in the air, they formed a dazzling sword beam, seemingly capable of tearing apart all obstacles.

"boom--"

A flash of sword light, and Huo Yuhao, who had just been full of vigor, was sent flying like a cannonball. Fortunately, Gu Tianchen quickly intervened and caught him in a flash of light.

Perhaps the final sword strike was too ruthless, or perhaps Huo Yuhao had exhausted himself. In any case, it wasn't until quite some time later that Huo Yuhao slowly woke up, opened his eyes, and the intense emotions in his eyes gradually subsided, restoring his usual demeanor.

"Hoo—" He exhaled a long breath, his face showing a hint of fatigue, but more so a sense of enlightenment.

"Brother Junting."

Huo Yuhao slowly stood up and looked at Chen Junting. Chen Junting looked Huo Yuhao over with satisfaction, nodded, and asked, "How did it feel after sparring with an opponent?"

"Very good!" This unreserved display of power undoubtedly deepened Huo Yuhao's understanding of emotions.

"Use emotion to control the spirit, and the spirit to transform into skill. Yuhao, your self-created soul skill, as you yourself said, is no longer in its embryonic stage. But there is still a long way to go before it reaches perfection." As he spoke, Chen Junting also revealed a little more, "As long as you continue to walk along this path, it will eventually transform into the divine skill that is most suitable for you."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the audience was shocked!

Amazing skill!?
Is it really that highly rated?
Upon hearing this, Huo Yuhao's eyes lit up with eagerness. But more than anything, he wanted to ask a question. Noticing this, Chen Junting gave him a look, signaling him not to rush.

So Huo Yuhao asked another question.

"Brother Junting, there's one more move you haven't seen yet."

You mean 'joy'?

Chen Junting smiled slightly, "If I'm not mistaken, then this move of yours is used to restore yourself. Am I right?"

"Exactly."

As soon as he finished speaking, a beautiful mermaid phantom appeared beside Huo Yuhao. With a slight movement of her left hand, a black flute appeared in her palm, which she spun around and brought to her lips under the control of her hands.

The moment the piccolo began to play, a delightful melody filled the air. As the music grew more cheerful, a dreamlike expanse of seawater enveloped them.

As the saying goes: Azure waves crash against the reefs, scattering jade-like joy; ten thousand pearls leap, creating a symphony of laughter. The waves, tail to tail, calm the crystal sea; with a laugh, they draw down celestial dew from the heavens.

As the illusory seawater dissipated, everyone's injuries and soul power were completely restored, and everything was back to normal.

"That's a good move too."

Having said that, Chen Junting glanced at the dilapidated arena. Then, pointing at it, he asked Gu Tianchen:
"Old Gu, when will this be fixed?"

Gu Tianchen thought for a moment, "It should be ready around this afternoon."

In the afternoon?
Chen Junting pondered for a moment, then muttered something under his breath.
"Then let's call it a day..."

Then, he said to Huo Yuhao and the others:

"That's enough for today. You should all rest well and continue tomorrow. You can take the test again when you can last half an hour against me. Yuhao, come with me."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Junting's figure transformed into a faint sword shadow and vanished from the arena. Huo Yuhao's eyes lit up at the sight, and he immediately gave chase after Chen Junting!

Upon seeing this, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

I wonder what those two went off to do?
So Gu Tianchen stepped forward, clapped his hands, and drew everyone's attention.

"Since Old Chen has said so, let's come again tomorrow. But don't relax too much this afternoon, everyone. Let's consolidate what we just learned."

"it is good!"

"Row!"

"..."

(End of this chapter)