novelraw Chapter 967: Soul Master Stage Of Soul Refinement Realm
Chapter 967: Soul Master Stage Of Soul Refinement Realm
Joy surged through Han Yu.
After years of being trapped...
Years of uncertainty...
He had finally found the path forward.
The inheritance continued revealing more.
The Soul Master Stage focused on nourishing the True Soul.
One had to continue refining and tempering the soul body until it became fully corporeal.
Only then would the stage be complete.
Han Yu finally understood why he had failed to advance all these years.
"No wonder..." he muttered softly.
He had never lacked talent.
He had never lacked techniques.
He had lacked quantity.
Pure quantity.
The Soul Sea needed to overflow. The True Soul needed to be immersed completely. Only then would transformation begin. His previous accumulation had never been enough.
Even with the Fatui Clan souls.
Even with years of cultivation.
The requirement was absurd.
Only this unimaginable ocean of sacrificed souls had allowed him to reach it.
Han Yu stood silently within the Soul Space.
The Soul Sea beneath him had grown massive.
Its surface stretched farther than before.
The Eight Emotions Lotus floated nearby.
The little lotus looked exhausted.
Its petals drooped slightly.
Yet it still swayed happily.
Han Yu smiled.
"You worked hard."
"Yi ya..." the lotus replied weakly.
Han Yu chuckled.
Time passed.
The flood of souls gradually slowed.
The torrent became streams.
The streams became wisps.
Eventually...
Nothing remained.
Silence returned.
Han Yu looked at his reflection in the Soul Sea.
The figure staring back at him looked exactly like the original Han Yu.
Not Ju Fan.
Not the identity he had worn for years.
Just him.
His real appearance.
The young man from the Central Continent.
His features remained handsome.
Sharp brows.
Clear eyes.
A calm face.
Han Yu nodded seriously.
"I look rather nice."
The words came out naturally.
A second later he coughed.
"Ahem. Objectively speaking."
The Soul Space remained quiet.
Even the Eight Emotions Lotus seemed to stare at him.
Han Yu ignored it.
He could already feel the connection weakening.
The breakthrough was ending.
The trance was lifting.
A few minutes later... Han Yu opened his eyes.
The real world returned.
Cold wind greeted him. The devastated forest stretched before him. Large craters marked the battlefield. Trees had been flattened. Ice still covered large portions of the ground. Above everything stood an enormous dome.
Ice walls rose around the area and enclosed nearly two kilometers.
Han Yu immediately understood.
Madam Cold Fang.
She had protected him.
Han Yu slowly descended from the air.
His feet touched the ground softly.
The first thing he noticed was how different everything felt.
The world seemed clearer.
His perception sharper.
Even the emotions drifting through the surroundings appeared more distinct.
His Spirit Sense spread instinctively.
And he froze.
Two kilometers.
Three.
Five.
Ten.
His Spirit Sense expanded effortlessly.
Han Yu blinked.
"My perception enhanced by my soul..." he muttered.
It had increased several times over.
He suppressed it quickly before looking ahead.
Madam Cold Fang sat on a piece of ice nearby.
Her eyes were closed.
Her aura was weaker than before.
Considerably weaker.
The battle.
The Dao Embryo.
Maintaining the barrier.
Then feeding all her Qi into him.
Han Yu finally realized how much she had spent.
As if sensing him, her eyes opened.
Her gaze landed on him.
She paused.
A hint of surprise appeared.
"You changed."
Han Yu raised a brow.
"Changed?"
"You feel different." Madam Cold Fang looked at him carefully. "Stronger."
Han Yu smiled faintly.
"I had a breakthrough."
She nodded slowly.
Though her eyes lingered on him a bit longer.
Something about him felt strange now.
More complete.
His presence had become deeper.
Quieter.
Like still water hiding impossible depth.
Madam Cold Fang stood up.
The large ice dome around them began melting.
"I protected you for two days."
Han Yu blinked.
"Two days?"
He genuinely had not realized.
Madam Cold Fang nodded.
"You floated there the entire time."
Han Yu sucked in a breath.
Two whole days.
No wonder the breakthrough felt so profound.
He looked around.
The rift had disappeared.
The spring was gone.
The ritual had ended.
Only the battlefield remained.
Then Han Yu remembered something.
Yongnian.
His expression dimmed.
Madam Cold Fang understood immediately.
She looked toward the distant shattered ice.
Silence lingered.
"He made his choice long ago," she said quietly.
Han Yu did not respond.
He simply stood beside her.
The wind blew across the snowy mountain.
For a long while neither spoke.
Finally Han Yu broke the silence.
"So..." he asked cautiously.
"What now?"
Madam Cold Fang looked toward the horizon.
"The Smiling Spring is gone."
"The ritual is destroyed."
"My brother is dead."
Her voice remained calm.
Too calm.
Then she looked at Han Yu.
"And now..."
"We settle the matter of your sect stealing my clan’s inheritance."
Han Yu felt the pressure in the air rise. Madam Cold Fang had not moved. She simply stood there amidst the melting snow and broken forest, looking at him quietly. Yet the chill surrounding her felt far colder than before.
The topic had returned.
The stolen inheritances.
The destruction of the Frost Bat clan.
The techniques he cultivated.
Han Yu cleared his throat lightly.
"About that..." he began carefully. "I cannot really do anything regarding what happened back then."
Madam Cold Fang looked at him.
"You cultivate my clan’s techniques."
"I do."
"You benefited from them."
"I did."
"My clan was exterminated."
Han Yu nodded.
"And the people responsible are your sect."
The woman’s voice remained calm.
Too calm.
Then a dangerous glint appeared in her eyes.
"So someone has to pay."
Han Yu immediately felt his skin crawl.
His mind began working at full speed.
Fast.
Very fast.
He had survived the Blood Sect for years through words as much as schemes. This situation was exactly the kind that could not be solved with force. He needed something else and a moment later his eyes brightened.
There was a solution.
And strangely enough it benefited both of them.
"Madam Cold Fang," Han Yu suddenly raised his hand. "Please calm down and listen first."