Douluo Continent: Starting with the Tiger Emperor Template

Seeing even a Seventh Ring Soul Saint kneeling before Lu Ren, Ji Juechen's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, not from fear, but from excitement.

Those dim eyes now burned with a fierce fighting spirit, like a traveler who had been wandering in the desert for a long time suddenly seeing an oasis.

He saw a goal that he could never reach, yet he couldn't help but want to pursue.

Jing Ziyan's mouth remained open for a long time.

She glanced down at the scattered fragments of the level-seven soul tool on the ground, then looked up at Lu Ren, and murmured:

"That's a level seven soul tool... level seven! He took a long-range attack head-on and didn't even lose a hair."

Meng Hongchen stood at a distance, covering her mouth, her light blue eyes filled with shock.

She stared at Lu Ren's back, her heart pounding like a drum, two red clouds rising on her cheeks without her even realizing it.

Jing Hongchen took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

"That brat," he muttered to himself, his eyes churning with turmoil, "I have absolutely no way to deal with you."

In exchange for the permanent inability to use the first and second soul skills, one gains a permanent 60% increase in all attributes.

He revealed information to enhance the power of his self-created soul skills, and his blood contained a deadly poison that even a level seven soul master could not withstand.

This is no Soul Sect, it's clearly a war machine disguised as a teenager.

If he were to unleash his full potential, even the veteran top-tier Soul Saints of Shrek Academy might not be his match.

Good lad, good tricks.

No wonder he managed to escape Shrek's pursuit; he's definitely no ordinary person.

Jing Hongchen praised him repeatedly in his heart.

Lu Ren withdrew his hand, the blood-red lines on his right eye slowly faded, and the surging blood energy around his body gradually subsided.

He glanced down at the seventh-level Soul Master kneeling on the ground, vomiting blood, then looked up at Jing Hongchen.

"Master, aren't you going to use your treasured elixirs to save him? Aren't you afraid he'll just die?"

Jing Hongchen raised an eyebrow slightly:

"You don't have an antidote for your own poison?"

Antidote?

Lu Ren was taken aback.

The poison of the Nine Phases Diagram constitution... seems to have no antidote.

After all, it was the offspring of a cursed spirit and a human, with a half-cursed spirit and half-human physique, and the toxins in its blood could not be cured by conventional means.

But he knew a way to cure it: reversing the technique and releasing it externally.

Release the positive energy that has been reversed into other people's bodies.

Don't underestimate this seemingly simple move; in the entire world of Jujutsu Kaisen, only a handful of people can actually do it.

That's something even Gojo Satoru and Sukuna couldn't do. It's determined by innate talent. Without that aptitude, no matter how extraordinary your abilities are, you can't unleash them.

As his thoughts raced, Lu Ren made up his mind.

"I'll give it a try." He squatted down. "If it really doesn't work, I'll have to sacrifice some of your pills."

He placed his palm on the back of the seventh-level Soul Master, activated the Reversal Technique within his body, and transformed the healing positive energy into a disguise of Soul Power, slowly pouring it into the other's body.

Then he froze.

Because the toxins are dissipating.

Those deep-seated toxins melt away quickly in the face of the positive energy released by the reversal technique, like ice and snow meeting the sun.

Moreover, the other injuries on the seventh-level soul master, such as the internal organs damaged by the sword energy and the flesh torn by the blood blade, were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Lu Ren abruptly pulled his hand back, stopping the energy transfer.

He stared blankly at his palm, his pupils trembling slightly.

He can actually reverse the technique and project it outwards, using this positive energy to heal others.

What does this mean?

This means that his unlimited health pool can also be enjoyed by others.

Even if someone dies on the spot, as long as they haven't been dead for too long, he can use a reversal technique to pull them back from the brink of death.

Oh my goodness.

He originally just wanted to give it a try, but he never expected to actually succeed.

Lu Ren swallowed subconsciously, his Adam's apple bobbing.

He suddenly looked up at Jing Hongchen.

The head of Mingde Hall stood with his hands behind his back, his expression unchanged, and there was no surprise in his eyes.

Fortunately, the positive energy released by the reversal technique appeared no different from ordinary soul power, and it did not give itself away.

Lu Ren secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

No, I absolutely cannot let anyone else discover this about me. I need to be more careful in the future.

Before he had the strength to fight against the whole world, Lu Ren thought it best to play it safe for as long as possible. If he performed too well, he might be targeted by Tang San from the God Realm.

The seventh-level Soul Master let out a low groan and slowly opened his eyes.

He looked around blankly, then looked down at his unharmed body, a look of relief flashing across his face.

"I...I wasn't poisoned?"

"You should be glad you're not dead." Jing Hongchen's voice was as cold and hard as iron, devoid of any warmth.

"Master, Master!"

The seventh-level Soul Master trembled, immediately turning over and kneeling on the ground, his forehead striking the gravel, his voice filled with fear:

"Your subordinate knows his mistake! It was the Royal Guard's fault; they shouldn't have caused such a commotion, and they certainly shouldn't have attacked your people!"

He raised his trembling hand and pointed to Wang Shaojie, who was still struggling on the ground.

"It's all his fault! He's the one who exaggerated and lured us here to deal with them..."

"Stop talking nonsense." Jing Hongchen waved his hand, interrupting his explanation. "I already know."

He turned to look at Lu Ren, his tone softening slightly:

"What are your plans to do?"

"You're the leader, you make the decisions." Lu Ren rolled his eyes. "I've already beaten them up, what else can I do?"

"Are you suggesting I, someone with no connections, kill members of the royal family?"

"I don't want to carry this huge burden on my shoulders."

He is not a murderer, and killing people indiscriminately would not do him any good, so why would he invite trouble for himself?

Moreover, his Crimson Blood Manipulation Technique is somewhat similar to the soul skills of evil soul masters, and he might even be branded as an evil soul master in the future, so he needs to be more careful with his words and actions now.

Therefore, he needs to perform well and gain Jing Hongchen's absolute trust.

If even the other party thinks I'm an evil spirit master, then I'll have no choice but to wander around gathering resources.

Thinking this, Lu Ren turned around and walked step by step toward Wang Shaojie.

Wang Shaojie slumped down in the pile of rubble. When he saw Lu Ren approaching, he felt as if all his strength had been drained away, and his whole body trembled.

He pushed off the ground with his feet and retreated repeatedly until his back hit a broken stone block, at which point he could no longer move.

It's hard to imagine that such a large man could be so terrified that his face turned deathly pale.

His lips were purple, his pupils were unfocused, and a dark, wet stain had spread across his crotch.

"Don't kill me..." His voice was choked with sobs, broken and intermittent, "Please, don't kill me, I was wrong... I'll never dare to mess with you again..."

He was on the verge of tears. His fear of Lu Ren had reached its peak.

Lu Ren sensed that intense negative emotion.

Fear, humiliation, and despair were continuously transforming into magical power, surging into his body.

The quantity is considerable, and the quality is also quite pure.

He crouched down to be at eye level with Wang Shaojie.

Then he reached out and patted the other person's shoulder. The force was not strong, but it made Wang Shaojie tense up as if he had been electrocuted.

"I'm in a good mood today, so I don't plan to kill you." Lu Ren's voice wasn't loud, but each word was as clear as if it were carved with a knife. "But if there's a next time, things might not be so simple."

He leaned forward slightly, his gaze piercing directly into Wang Shaojie's eyes.

"If I see you again in the academy, I'll beat you to a pulp every time I see you. So you'd better stay away from me and always be afraid of me."

"Did you hear me clearly?"

The final, chilling shout was like ice water poured over someone's head.

Wang Shaojie jolted violently, his teeth chattering:

"I...I understand, I understand..."

Lu Ren stood up, looked away, as if he had just finished dealing with a trivial matter.

He turned and walked towards Jing Hongchen, waving his hand:

"Master, I'll be leaving now. Please take your time tidying up here."

Jing Hongchen opened her mouth, wanting to call out to him, but her gaze swept over another figure.

Meng Hongchen was tiptoeing behind Lu Ren, making a face at him, her expression clearly saying: It's all Grandpa's fault.

Jing Hongchen's face darkened even more.

He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, suppressing his frustration and anger back into his chest.

Then he turned around and looked down at the police officers kneeling on the ground.

"You will all come one by one and explain the whole story to me. Otherwise, even if a high-ranking member of the royal family comes, he won't be able to save you."

Xu Mochen had just woken up from his coma, lying on the ground with a bruised and swollen face. Upon hearing these words, he froze, and then fainted again.

Wang Shaojie, you've ruined me! I'll make you die!