Douluo's Soul Power increases by two levels every year

Chapter 226 Lust at First Sight?

"Holy crap! Fengzi, have you been eating animal feed?! How have you gotten so much stronger in less than a year?!"

In the evening, Dai Mubai, returning from the training ground, looked at Han Feng beside him with a surprised expression, exclaiming with a mixture of complaint and amazement.

In the afternoon, when Dai Mubai fought with Han Feng, he clearly felt a transformation in his strength. Regardless of the hidden but powerful blood energy that Dai Mubai sensed from Han Feng, the surge in his soul power cultivation was enough to shock Dai Mubai. Before they separated, Han Feng and Dai Mubai's cultivation levels were almost the same, but ten months later, Han Feng had reached level 53, while Dai Mubai was only at level 51!

What impressed Dai Mubai even more was that Han Feng's cultivation had not only advanced by leaps and bounds, but the quality of his soul power had not declined either!

At this moment, Han Feng's soul power was comparable to, or even surpassed, that of many mid-to-low-level Soul Emperors!

This made Dai Mubai sigh, realizing that talents are not universally shared.

Although Dai Mubai was able to fight Han Feng to a standstill thanks to his four transformations and the amplification of his evil energy, Dai Mubai knew that he had actually lost.

Aside from the Soul Skill of Blazing Shield and a few self-created Soul Skills that Dai Mubai was familiar with, Han Feng did not use any other power—he did not use Voidification, True Ice, Qi and Blood Power, or even the Supreme Defense and Isolation Domain. If Han Feng had used his full combat power, Dai Mubai would not have been able to hold out for so long!

"Can't you speak properly!" Han Feng rolled his eyes in annoyance at Dai Mubai's words, but instead of taking the opportunity to feel smug, he said, "You know I underwent the Divine Trial. After the Soul Master Competition, I completed two more Divine Trials in a row, obtaining a Divine Soul Ring and a Divine Soul Bone. Otherwise, how could I have broken through so much in less than a year!?"

"A divinely bestowed soul ring? A divinely bestowed soul bone?" Upon hearing this, Dai Mubai frowned and asked, puzzled.

Han Feng didn't hide anything, revealing his fifth spirit ring. He then pointed to his forehead, and a hazy light emanated from it. He said, "Hooray! This is it. After the second trial, I received a divinely bestowed spirit ring, and the reward for the third trial was a divinely bestowed spirit bone. It was thanks to them that my spirit power was able to steadily increase!"

Afterwards, Han Feng explained to Dai Mubai the mysteries of the divinely bestowed soul ring.

Han Feng didn't mention that his head soul bone was a 100,000-year soul ring, as that would be too astonishing. Instead, he followed Dai Mubai's lead and vaguely said that it was a soul bone no less valuable than Tang San's.

"Do gods... really possess such power?" After hearing Han Feng's words, Dai Mubai's eyes revealed a look of longing. He subconsciously touched his brow, feeling the faint aura of malevolence and divinity within, and murmured to himself.

Over the past six months, Dai Mubai had tried to communicate with this divine essence in order to unlock the divine inheritance, but apart from improving his understanding of the evil energy, he gained nothing. He didn't even get half a divine decree, let alone any divine inheritance!

Han Feng looked at Dai Mubai, smiled slightly, and said meaningfully, "The power of gods is beyond our imagination! But I can assure you one thing: after you obtain the divine inheritance, your gains will definitely not be less than mine!"

"How do you know I'll definitely be chosen by a god? That divine essence has been lying dormant between my eyebrows for over half a year, without any reaction!" Dai Mubai said with a wry smile.

"I knew it!" Han Feng grinned, saying mysteriously, "Not only you, but Rongrong, Zhuqing, and even Third Brother and the others will become gods. When that happens, we'll all become gods together!"

"Heh! What a load of nonsense!" Although Dai Mubai longed for it, he knew it was too far-fetched, so he just laughed it off.

Han Feng didn't offer any further explanation, and calmly walked ahead of Dai Mubai.

Upon arriving at the Second Prince's palace where Dai Mubai was, Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong had already returned. They appeared to have freshened up and were laughing and joking together. When they saw Han Feng and Dai Mubai, they ignored them and instead pinched their noses in disgust.

Seeing this, Dai Mubai sniffed, gave an awkward smile, and said to Han Feng, "Come on! This prince will take you to experience the extravagant life of a prince!"

To everyone's surprise, Han Feng slapped away Dai Mubai's outstretched hand and said indifferently, "There's no need for that. I want to wash by myself. Give me the highest-end service!"

Dai Mubai's eyes widened immediately, seemingly not expecting Han Feng to be so shameless, and he said blankly, "This is my home! Shouldn't you be at the mercy of the host?"

"Ugh, I despise you!" Han Feng rolled his eyes and said indifferently.

Hearing the snickers from Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong behind him, Dai Mubai's handsome face darkened, and he said through gritted teeth, "Why didn't you have so many problems back in the village?!"

Han Feng ignored Dai Mubai and headed straight for the bathroom, casually leaving behind the comment: "Things are different now. Back then, we only had so many resources. If you don't enjoy yourself now, it would be a disservice to your status as a prince!"

After saying that, Han Feng turned the corner and left, led by a maid.

At this moment, Ning Rongrong suddenly became anxious and asked Zhu Zhuqing nervously, "Zhuqing, when Boss Dai takes a bath, he... he shouldn't need anyone to serve him, right?"

When she asked this question, Ning Rongrong's pretty face was already flushed, and she was extremely shy.

Zhu Zhuqing blushed slightly, pinched Ning Rongrong's cheek playfully, and scolded, "What are you thinking?! Would he dare?!"

At this moment, Han Feng was already in the bathroom.

It has to be said that the royal family is different. Even the bathroom floor tiles are made of jade. They don't feel cold when you step on them, but rather have a warm and smooth feel. The pool is spacious and filled with misty steam. The water is full of unknown flower petals that emit a fragrance like orchids and musk. There are also fine wines and fruits within easy reach by the pool. It's simply the epitome of luxury!

Seeing this, Han Feng clicked his tongue slightly, but still obediently crawled inside, not forgetting to exclaim, "Ah~".

Before Han Feng could even soak in the bath, footsteps sounded outside the bathroom, and the bathroom door opened without a word.

Han Feng frowned slightly and said unhappily, "Old Bai! When are you going to learn how to knock on the door?!"

But the footsteps did not stop. Han Feng also noticed this at this moment—Dai Mubai's footsteps would not be so light!

"Who is it!?" Han Feng released his soul power, stirring up endless water mist. He rolled up his underpants and put them on, then his figure flashed as he rushed towards the source of the sound!

"Young Master Han, hold on! It's me!" The owner of the footsteps seemed not to have expected Han Feng to be so decisive, and screamed in surprise the moment Han Feng made his move.

Upon hearing the voice, Han Feng paused, his internal energy cooling down. He narrowed his eyes slightly and asked in a low voice, "Miss Zhu Yun? What are you doing here?"

The visitor was Zhu Zhuyun, Davis's fiancée and also Zhu Zhuqing's older sister.

Seeing the fist so close to her face, Zhu Zhuyun's heart skipped a beat. She swallowed hard, forced a smile, and deliberately pressed Han Feng's fist down with a coquettish laugh, saying, "Of course I'm here to apologize to Young Master Han!"

To attract Han Feng, Zhu Zhuyun deliberately wore a hazy, light gauze dress, exposing a large expanse of her snow-white skin. She also deliberately thrust her breasts forward, creating an alluring effect under the misty bathroom air. Combined with the unique charm of a mature woman, Zhu Zhuyun looked even more seductive!

Zhu Zhuyun was confident that even the old monks in the temple would feel ashamed before Buddha if they saw her in this state!

Unfortunately, Han Feng remained unmoved, instead coldly saying, "First, how could you, as the First Prince's fiancée, be in Old Bai's palace!? Second, even if it's an apology, it should be Davis himself who comes, not a woman. Is that all the sincerity you have!? Third, is Davis really so poor that he can't even afford to give you a piece of clothing!?"

"Finally! Are you fucking crazy?! I'm taking a shower! Didn't you see me?!"

"Get out!"

Han Feng's voice gradually rose, and finally he even roared. The terrifying pressure echoed in the bathroom, making Zhu Zhuyun tremble all over!

Zhu Zhuyun's smile froze on her face—before coming, she thought that she absolutely could not let Han Feng gain any advantage, but who would have thought that Han Feng didn't even look at her!

Despite this, Zhu Zhuyun had no choice but to force a laugh under the pressure, saying coquettishly, "Young Master Han, why do you say that? Weiss sincerely wants to reconcile with you!"

As she spoke, Zhu Zhuyun walked to the edge of the pool, picked up a glass of fine wine, and before raising the glass, she flicked her finger and a small particle fell into the wine!

Having done all this, a cold glint flashed in Zhu Zhuyun's eyes. Holding her wine cup, she walked up to Han Feng and said with a charming smile, "Young Master Han! Drink this cup, and all the grudges between Weiss and Young Master Han will be wiped clean! Weiss will even directly abdicate in favor of the Second Prince, sending him to the throne! How about it!?"

This was the most tempting offer Davis and Zhu Zhuyun could come up with, and Zhu Zhuyun was confident that Han Feng would fall for it!

But the moment Zhu Zhuyun looked up, she saw a pair of cold eyes!

Han Feng's soul was already far superior to that of ordinary people. After merging with Pale Han Feng, Han Feng's soul became even more powerful, enough to influence reality. Not to mention the added benefits of a 100,000-year-old head soul bone and the Supreme Defense Isolation Domain!

Han Feng saw every single one of Zhu Zhuyun's little actions!

"So that's how it is... How disgusting!" Han Feng looked down at Zhu Zhuyun, his indifferent voice ringing in her ears, sending a chill down her spine!

"Well done, Davis! He'd even resort to such methods! If he had the strength to match his ambition, he might have become a legendary figure! But alas..." Han Feng hesitated, seemingly unwilling to discuss Davis any further, and slowly raised his right hand.

"What do you want to do!?" Zhu Zhuyun's pupils suddenly contracted, and she screamed sharply.

Han Feng did not answer Zhu Zhuyun. In that instant, he unleashed all his Soul King-level Soul Power and Soul Sect-level Blood Power, gathering them all in his right palm and slapping out!

Snapped!

A resounding slap echoed through the sky. Han Feng did not kill Zhu Zhuyun. After all, Zhu Zhuyun was Zhu Zhuqing's older sister and Davis's fiancée. Killing Zhu Zhuyun at this time, no matter the reason, would bring endless trouble to Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai.

But Han Feng didn't let Zhu Zhuyun off the hook either. Although he didn't use any soul skills in this slap, it was incredibly powerful. The slap sent Zhu Zhuyun flying, smashing the bathroom door and sending her flying out of the room!

Han Feng shattered half of Zhu Zhuyun's facial bone. Even if she recovers in the future, she will probably suffer from half-facial paralysis!

(End of this chapter)