Chapter 18: Du Busi vomits blood, what on earth did you absorb!?
The dense fog of the Star Dou Great Forest gradually dissipated behind Lin Sheng.
The recent battle was merely a minor setback on his path of cultivation, and the failure of Bei Bei and Tang Ya.
In his view, it was purely a case of Shrek-style arrogance hitting a stone wall.
"Huo Yuhao has lost the Tianmeng Iceworm and Electrolux."
"His achievements will be limited; there is no need to pay him any mind."
Lin Sheng did not care about Huo Yuhao.
He strolled through the forest of towering ancient trees, originally intending to review the brand-new power of his Mangekyo Sharingan.
Suddenly, a thunderous scream exploded deep within his mental force sea.
"Holy crap!"
"Something's wrong! This is not right!"
The Tianmeng Iceworm's voice, which had previously been withered and weak, was now filled with terror and disbelief.
Inside Lin Sheng's mind, it thrashed its chubby body frantically.
"Lin Sheng! The luxurious gift package Brother gave you has shrunk! The second Spirit I intended to forcibly peel from my source to create for you."
"That ice-attribute Spirit embryo... how is it gone?! How could it have vanished without a trace?!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Sheng's figure came to an abrupt halt, his brows furrowed as he dove into his mental force sea for internal inspection.
Indeed:
According to his memory from his past life regarding the rules of the Douluo Continent, the sacrifice of the Tianmeng Iceworm should have come with an unformed... second Spirit!
But at this moment, apart from that increasingly fiery and profound Sharingan within his body.
Let alone an ice-attribute Spirit... he couldn't even sense a shred of frost aura!
"Could it have been completely assimilated and devoured by the Sharingan?"
A ridiculous guess arose in Lin Sheng's mind.
His eyes were extremely domineering.
Whether it was spirit power or mental force, anything that entered his body would be branded by the Sharingan.
Just as the Tianmeng Iceworm was rolling around in a panic, and Lin Sheng was deep in thought...
An ancient aura, filled with sacred majesty, awakened slightly in the deepest part of Lin Sheng's consciousness like a gray meteor.
"Boom—!"
It was the remnant soul carrying the mighty name of Electrolux.
"Hehe... interesting little fellow."
Electrolux's voice, which seemed to see through the karma of the ages, echoed leisurely, stopping Tianmeng's clamor.
"Big worm, there is no need to panic."
"Your source power has not disappeared; it is just that the status of this youth's Body Martial Soul is too high, creating an extremely strong centripetal force."
Electrolux seemed to have briefly awakened.
He began to explain to Lin Sheng and the Tianmeng Iceworm.
"The ice attribute you carry has currently been forcibly assimilated by his pupil power and sealed within his eyes, becoming a part of those crimson pupils."
Hearing this, Lin Sheng suddenly understood.
So... the ice attribute... cannot manifest as an independent Spirit for the time being?
"In other words, the ice attribute is still there, just in a different form?"
Lin Sheng suddenly realized.
"Precisely. When your pupil power further transforms in the future, or when you encounter the right opportunity."
"This frost power will naturally break out of its cocoon once more. For now, it is merely providing a more stable foundation for your eyes."
After Electrolux finished these words, his divine consciousness seemed to have been greatly consumed, and he fell into a deep silence once again.
The Tianmeng Iceworm patted its chest and let out a long sigh of relief.
"Scared the hell out of Brother; I thought you had lost all of Brother's million-year cultivation."
Its chubby body chuckled.
"But assimilation is fine too. Since we're a family now, the stronger your Sharingan is, the safer Brother is!"
Lin Sheng nodded, already having a plan in mind.
He did not linger, his figure turning into a red streak of light as he completely left this place of trouble.
Meanwhile, shortly after Lin Sheng left, a streak of earth-yellow light tore through the sky, bringing with it the suffocating pressure of a Titled Douluo...
No.
It was the heavy pressure of someone surpassing an ordinary Titled Douluo that descended upon the battlefield wreckage.
"Hmm?!"
Wearing a sloppy, tattered robe and holding a large chicken leg in his hand, it was none other than the Deputy Pavilion Master of the Sea God Pavilion of Shrek Academy, Xuan Zi.
When he saw Tang Ya lying in a pool of blood, unconscious with blood streaming from her eyes, and Bei Bei, who was seriously injured and pale, his face suddenly turned as gloomy as water.
"Bei Bei!"
Xuan Zi waved his hand, and rich spirit power transformed into gentle energy that flowed into their bodies.
Bei Bei barely managed to open his eyes, his voice weak and bitter.
"Elder Xuan... it was a youth, he had a pair of... eerie red eyes... with just one look, we..."
"Red eyes?"
Xuan Zi's pupils contracted sharply.
In his mind, a flash of lightning brought back the memory of that Body Sect youth from several years ago on the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest, who had stared at him with cold... mocking, and hateful eyes.
That youth, who had looked like he had just awakened his Spirit back then, had actually grown to this extent?
"Body Sect..."
Xuan Zi crunched the chicken bone in his mouth, a ruthless, cold light flashing in his eyes.
"That youth has deep hostility toward my Shrek, and his talent is so monstrous; if he is allowed to continue growing..."
Xuan Zi's tone was cold, devoid of any emotion.
"Those lunatics from the Body Sect will surely become a major threat to my Shrek. Such a person... should he really be left alive?"
A murderous intent, never felt before, spread within Xuan Zi's heart.
Several days later, Body Sect.
At the summit of Wansui Peak, the wind howled.
Du Busi stood with his hands behind his back, personally standing at the mountain gate to welcome the returning Lin Sheng.
When he saw Lin Sheng's aura, which was as steady as an abyss, he couldn't help but stroke his beard and laugh.
"Good! Good! Good! As expected of the young Sect Master of my Body Sect, it seems this training trip has yielded quite a harvest."
Lin Sheng stepped forward quickly, bowed slightly, and smiled.
"Teacher, this trip was very fruitful."
"Mangekyo though has not evolved a second time, it has obtained a more essential and pure power, and the shackles of cultivation have also disappeared."
"Oh? Let this old man see your progress!"
Du Busi's eyes were full of curiosity.
Lin Sheng took a deep breath.
His right eye instantly switched to the Mangekyo form, and at the same time, the spirit rings under his feet began to rise one by one.
"Boom—!"
Purple, purple, black...
When the fourth spirit ring appeared, the air on the entire mountaintop seemed to freeze.
It was a... white ring, emitting a faint, crystalline color, as white as jade.
"???"
Du Busi's expression, originally full of anticipation, froze instantly; he even subconsciously rubbed his eyes.
The praise that was originally on his lips turned directly into a distorted scream.
"What the hell... a ten-year spirit ring?!?"
Du Busi almost spat out a mouthful of blood; he grabbed Lin Sheng's shoulders, his voice trembling slightly.
"Disciple! Have you practiced until you've gone stupid?"
"Even if you had killed a ten-thousand-year Spirit Beast and wasted it, Master wouldn't blame you, but you got a white ten-year ring for your fourth ring..."
Du Busi was stunned.
Your third spirit ring was ten thousand years, your fourth spirit ring... has it returned to simplicity?
"Did you absorb a ten-year Lone Bamboo, wanting to pole-vault into the God Realm?!"
Lin Sheng looked at Du Busi's expression, which looked as if the sky had fallen.
He couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.
The Mangekyo in his right eye turned gently, and a million-year god-level pressure, enough to make space tremble, was released.
"Take another look?"