Douluo's Soul Power increases by two levels every year

Chapter 263 Awakening

P.S. Just to emphasize, this chapter is absolutely free of typos! (Just kidding!)

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When Han Feng woke up, it was already midnight. He jumped up from the stone slab and gasped for breath!

His consciousness was still stuck on the moment when Titan Snow Demon King punched him. Now that he woke up, he thought he was still in the far north. He subconsciously activated the Shield of Blazing Sky, but to Han Feng's surprise, the Shield of Blazing Sky only flickered once and then dimmed again.

Only at this moment did Han Feng look around. Seeing the unfamiliar stone chamber, he frowned and slapped himself with his right hand.

It hurts a lot, it's not an illusion!

"Tsk! Why are you using so much force!" The next moment, Han Feng clicked his tongue lightly, then slapped his right hand with his left hand, scolding him reproachfully.

Coming to his senses, Han Feng began to examine himself closely—first, he looked at himself. He was now wrapped in bandages like a rice dumpling, and a strong medicinal smell filled his nostrils, but his mouth tasted faintly sweet. His soul power and blood energy had almost recovered, probably because he had taken some pills. His injuries were also gradually improving under the nourishment of his blood energy, but the Blazing Shield was dull and lifeless, probably because it had been overworked and would be difficult to use in the short term.

Secondly, there's the environment I've emerged from. This cave must have been violently carved out by someone using crude methods, but I have to admit that the person was probably quite strong, managing to create such a spacious cave with just a flick of their wrist.

There was a patch of ice crystals on the stone wall of the cave, emanating a chill.

Han Feng frowned, trying hard to recall, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember exactly what had happened!

All he remembered was that when Titan Snow Demon King's fist fell, Qian Renxue seemed to transform into an angel in that instant. After that, he felt very tired, took a comfortable nap, and woke up here!

"Where am I?!" Han Feng sighed and looked around. He found that Qian Renxue was indeed not there, but he did find a piece of paper.

The paper was carefully placed next to Han Feng, folded neatly in half, and the words "To Xiao Feng" were written on it in delicate handwriting.

Han Feng unfolded the paper and glanced at it. There were only seven or eight paragraphs, and it was signed by Qian Renxue—clearly, this was left for Han Feng by Qian Renxue.

With a curious heart, Han Feng read on, word by word.

"Um?"

After Han Feng finished reading the letter, his already puzzled mind became even more confused!

After pondering for a moment, Han Feng tried to rationally analyze the contents of the letter, muttering, "So, it was Qian Daoliu who saved me and Sister Qianqian? Hmm... that makes sense. But why didn't Qian Daoliu take me back to the Spirit Hall? It seems Sister Qianqian made up an excuse..."

"Judging from what Sister Qianqian said, it seems she knows about the Scorching Shield, and probably knows the reason. However, Sister Qianqian didn't go into details. It's nothing serious; she'll be fine after a few days of rest!"

"And Sister Qianqian actually knew about the defense against the gods? It's probably some kind of divine attraction!" Han Feng awkwardly rubbed his nose, muttering to himself, "If Sister Qianqian knows, then Qian Daoliu probably knows too. But since Qian Daoliu didn't capture me and bring me back to the Spirit Hall, it must be Sister Qianqian who helped me keep it a secret again!"

"But what does it mean to be even?" Han Feng murmured, puzzled.

Han Feng clearly couldn't give an answer.

Up to this point, Han Feng could still barely understand, but Qian Renxue's next words became increasingly cryptic.

Han Feng had some guesses about what Qian Renxue meant by "some things," but he wasn't sure.

Han Feng couldn't understand why Qian Renxue would suddenly talk to him about that! Even with his incredibly sharp mind, he couldn't figure it out.

Will sex affect his development?

That doesn't make sense!

And this isn't a one-person affair...

Qian Renxue's last words left Han Feng completely baffled!

What does "I don't want to be your sister anymore" and "You can't call me sister" mean?

What else should I call you if not "older sister"? Should I call you "younger sister"?

Would Qian Renxue agree to this?

"So, Sister Qianqian obtained the inheritance of the Angel God and returned to the Spirit Hall with Qian Daoliu!" After a period of deep thought, Han Feng finally came to an obvious conclusion. He chose to give up thinking about the rest of the irrelevant things—his clarity of thought was truly impressive!

"In that case, the person who treated my wounds must have been Qian Daoliu?" Han Feng tugged at the tangled bandages on his body, his lips twitching as he chuckled dryly, "Heh! His technique was really clumsy!"

However, Han Feng could understand. After all, someone like Qian Daoliu rarely suffered defeats in his life, and probably hadn't used bandages much in the past hundred years, so it was understandable that he didn't know how to use them.

Slowly standing up and stretching his limbs, Han Feng's playful expression gradually faded, and his eyes darkened.

Although Han Feng may seem carefree, he is actually a stubborn and vengeful person at heart!

Han Feng didn't want to know why the Titan Snow Demon King suddenly appeared. All Han Feng knew was that the Titan Snow Demon King had severely injured him and almost killed him and Qian Renxue. This was the result, and also the truth!

Han Feng will remember this grudge!

But as Qian Renxue said, this matter still needs to be considered carefully. After all, Titan Snow Demon King is an extremely powerful soul beast with a cultivation of over 100,000 years. It is not something that Han Feng can kill at will!

"It would be ungentlemanly to leave this grudge unavenged!" Han Feng murmured in a deep voice, his tone filled with chilling intent.

"Hey! Alright, alright! Stop pretending to be profound! You promised me, now it's time for you to begin the fourth divine trial!" Just then, a discordant voice rang in Han Feng's mind.

Han Feng rolled his eyes and couldn't help but say, "Elder Yu! You really have the nerve to bring that up!"

"What's wrong? You're perfectly fine, aren't you?!" The God of Defense wasn't buying Han Feng's act, and said calmly, "I've already told you, someone has already made a move. Shouldn't I give the younger generation a chance to prove themselves?!"

Han Feng knew that the "junior" the God of Defense was referring to was the Angel God, so he chuckled and said, "You've done me a favor, but it's a real hardship for me! Tell me the truth, if Qian Daoliu had arrived any later, were you planning to intervene or not?"

"Why so many assumptions?! You should believe in the power of the gods; they're all accurate calculations!" the God of Defense said casually. "Besides, your girlfriend's grandfather is quite powerful!"

"I didn't bring the token that Gu Rong gave me!" Han Feng rolled his eyes and said dryly.

"...Let's not talk about that. Besides the fourth divine test, I can also tell you the contents of the fifth divine test in advance. It is to kill a soul beast that is at least 100,000 years old on your own within four years. You can decide for yourself!" Han Feng clearly heard a moment of silence, followed by the somewhat mysterious voice of the God of Defense.

Han Feng raised an eyebrow. Including the year of the fourth exam, it would only be five years at most!

Five years later, Han Feng was at most eighteen or nineteen years old. At eighteen or nineteen, he hunted down a 100,000-year-old soul beast all by himself. Han Feng began to doubt whether he had inherited the deity of defense or the deity of war!

"Master Yu! Are you kidding me? I won't even be twenty years old in five years!" Han Feng exclaimed repeatedly.

"A promise is a promise, and a true man's word is his bond. You made your own statement, so of course it must stand. I didn't force you!" The God of Defense snorted, speaking in a cold and unsympathetic manner.

Han Feng then remembered that when he faced the Titan Snow Demon King, he had casually mentioned that when he reached level 70, he would behead a 100,000-year-old soul beast for the God of Defense.

"It's all because of this mouth of mine!" Han Feng felt a pang of bitterness in his heart, wishing he could slap himself!

"Master Yu, I meant level 70!" Han Feng could only stubbornly argue.

"Do you think you can't break through level 70 within five years?" the God of Defense asked calmly.

Upon hearing this, Han Feng's expression froze.

With the ten levels granted by the cheat system, breaking through to Soul Saint within five years is practically a certainty!

Moreover, when Shrek reunites, there's a great opportunity waiting for Han Feng on Seagod Island!

Thinking of this, Han Feng smiled awkwardly and said nothing more.

"You're just unwilling to take on pressure! You're so lazy, you won't do anything unless you're put in a little pressure, you'll never know how much potential you have!" The God of Defense snorted and lectured him sternly.

(End of this chapter)