Zhou Yi was overjoyed.
The reputation of the Nine Yin True Scripture needed no further mention; though not as powerful as the Holy Heart Sutra, it was still an extraordinary divine technique, vast in scope and comprehensive in nature.
It was perfect to pass on to people like Liu Erlong, Ah Yin, Li Baishi, Li Shishi, and others.
Moreover, Zhou Yi had plans to condense the Martial Ancestor divine position in the future, so he would certainly need to spread martial arts across the world. The Holy Heart Sutra was definitely not something he could share with others.
However, some of the martial arts in the Nine Yin True Scripture could be passed down.
Light Wave Step was also excellent; it was not only a lightness skill but also complemented internal cultivation. In some cases, it could be used for quick repositioning or evading attacks in small areas, even more effective than the Ascending Immortal Steps.
The Frost-Defying Sword, on the other hand, was a peerless divine weapon from the Death Chess of the Demon Sword.
Forged from a millennium-old ice spring, with the blood of the Demon Sword clan as the sword soul and the Nine Dragon Stone as its spirit, it took sixty years to create.
It was a divine weapon with ice attributes.
The sword's energy exuded a chilling frost, its arrogance awe-inspiring, with the power to resurrect the dead.
The Frost-Defying Sword could be split into two blades—the Heart Sword and the Demon Sword.
When the righteous energy was used to strike, the Heart Sword would unite.
When blood was sharpened for the strike, the Demon Sword would be invincible.
The Heart Sword embodies life, while the Demon Sword embodies death.
The two were interdependent yet mutually destructive.
Zhou Yi, who normally did not like to activate his martial soul, was now thrilled with the appearance of the Frost-Defying Sword. At last, he had a formidable divine sword at his disposal.
As for the Transformation Pill, they could turn soul beasts into human form without affecting their strength. They were a valuable treasure indeed.
"Maybe I should work on the rabbit first!"
Thinking of soul beasts, Zhou Yi immediately thought of the hundred-thousand-year-old Soul Beast, the Rude Rabbit, Xiao Wu.
Ding! "Congratulations, Host! You now have five women. Reward: Stage-specific gift pack."
"Huh? There's a stage-specific gift pack?"
Zhou Yi's eyes lit up. He had thought that the big gift pack would only come once he reached ten women, but to his surprise, five was enough.
However, the pack for reaching ten would undoubtedly be better than the one for five.
"Open the gift pack."
Zhou Yi eagerly anticipated the rewards.
"Reward 1: Maximum-level Dugu Nine Swords."
"Reward 2: The cultivation speed of the Host's women is doubled."
"Truly a Stage-specific gift pack. This is awesome!"
Zhou Yi sighed in admiration.
"Integrate maximum-level Dugu Nine Swords."
Zhou Yi received the reward.
In the next instant, his consciousness seemed to transcend space and time, attaching itself to the body of a man dressed in green. The figure held a long sword, performing stance after stance, continuously refining his skills.
General Index Stance.
Breaking Sword Stance.
Breaking Saber Stance.
...
Breaking Arrow Stance.
Breaking Qi Stance.
Entry-level.
Minor Completion.
Major Completion.
Perfection.
Zhou Yi didn't know how long had passed, but when he regained his senses, it felt as though two sword intents were soaring from his eyes, their sharpness dazzling and unstoppable.
The maximum-level Dugu Nine Swords had greatly enhanced Zhou Yi's swordsmanship, raising it to a level of mastery beyond compare.
Even if Feng Qingyang came, he would have to kneel.
Then, Zhou Yi also integrated all the information from the Nine Yin True Scripture.
Unfortunately, this required him to practice or allocate points, which Zhou Yi had no time to focus on at the moment.
During this time, Zhou Yi had accumulated over a thousand experience points.
Zhou Yi added the thousand points to the Light Wave Step.
The next moment, Zhou Yi's consciousness entered another body, where he began to comprehend and arduously train.
It was unclear how much time had passed, but eventually, Zhou Yi had reached the entry level for Light Wave Step.
When he regained his senses, it felt as if he had practiced Light Wave Step countless times.
He looked at his attribute panel:
Host: Zhou Yi.
Age: 22
Cultivation: Soul Elder (Level 38)
Martial Soul: Divine Dragon Sword
Cultivation Technique: Sacred Heart Sutra (251/50000)
Soul Skills: Flickering Light (520 years), World Within Reach (1001 years), Gravity Domain (4000 years)
Skills: Fourteen Deadly Swords (Perfection), Grandmaster-level Medical Skills (Perfection), Lingxi Finger (Perfection), Dugu Nine Swords (Perfection), Ascending Immortal Steps (Minor Completion 182/5000), One Sword to Part the World (Major Completion 151/10000), Heavenly Palace Mirage (Minor Completion 162/5000), Eye of the Calamity (Major Completion 12/10000), Light Wave Step (Entry-level 0/2000)
Soul Bone: Wind and Thunder Wings (External Attachment)
Special: Wheel of Reincarnation Technique
Inventory: Bodhi Jade Tea, Eternal Heart, Four Absolutes Sacred Heart, Four Calamities Sacred Heart, Seven Immeasurable Abodes, Sea Summoning Sacred Heart Incantation, Nine Yin True Scripture, Transformation Pill, Frost-Defying Sword
Experience Points: 156
"One word: extravagant!"
"Two words: overwhelming extravagance!"
Zhou Yi was in a good mood, and in these past few days, with the help of Bodhi Jade Tea and the Complete Tonic Pills, his cultivation had rapidly advanced.
He was now a Level 38 Soul Elder.
In just a few days, he would be able to break through to Soul Ancestor.
After reviewing his rewards, Zhou Yi looked at the sleeping Li Shishi and Li Baishi in his arms.
Their tender white faces were flushed with a tempting allure, their eyes bearing faint traces of unshed tears.
Their soft, thick black hair cascaded down, their skin snow-white and smooth, exuding a radiance that seemed to sink into the bone. They were slender yet curvaceous, their delicate waists and graceful postures like the finest jade.
Perfect!
Especially their flawless, snow-white faces and exquisite features, their expressions full of charm, their entire bodies as bright as white jade. They made Zhou Yi's heart race, his blood boil, and his mind lose control.
Suddenly.
Li Baishi's long eyelashes fluttered, her beautiful eyes opened, locking with Zhou Yi's gaze.
The moment their eyes met, Li Baishi shyly averted her gaze, softly murmuring:
"Master!"
Her gentle and melodious voice was like a soul-stirring spell, how could Zhou Yi resist?
Soon, Li Shishi also awoke, startled by the commotion, and was pulled into the action.
By midday, Zhou Yi finally rose from bed, attended by the two women.
After lunch, as usual, Zhou Yi lay on a rocking chair, basking in the sunlight, enjoying tea and the pleasures of life.
Li Shishi and Li Baishi served him, preparing tea and massaging his shoulders, allowing Zhou Yi to relax, feeling as though he had ascended to heaven.
However, Zhou Yi wasn't entirely idle. While enjoying himself, he also provided guidance on meridian and acupoint knowledge to Li Shishi, Li Baishi, Liu Erlong, and A Yin.
"This is the Laughing Acupoint!"
Zhou Yi pointed at Li Baishi's body.
"Hehehe..."
"Hehehe..."
Li Baishi immediately burst into uncontrollable laughter.
"Truly miraculous!"
"Impressive!"
Liu Erlong, Ah Yin, and the Li sisters were utterly captivated.
Having witnessed the miraculous precision and mystique of the acupoint technique, the four women devoted themselves to learning with even greater earnestness.
"My lord, Sword Douluo and Master Xiao Gang seek an audience."
At that moment, a maid approached and reported to Zhou Yi.
"Let them in."
Zhou Yi spoke indifferently.
"Yes, my lord."
The maid respectfully withdrew.
Li Shishi, Li Baishi, and the others tidied themselves and stood behind Zhou Yi.
Soon, Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Yu Xiao Gang entered together.
"So beautiful!"
Yu Xiao Gang was taken aback upon seeing Li Shishi and Li Baishi. He had heard that Zhou Yi had brought back two stunning beauties, but he hadn't expected them to be this breathtaking.
His master truly had a fortune with women.
Yu Xiao Gang envied him inwardly.
Not daring to look too much, Yu Xiaogang and Chen Xin stepped forward and cupped their hands in greeting.
"Disciple greets the master."
"Greetings to the esteemed madams."
"No need for such formalities."
Zhou Yi sized up the two and asked, "What brings you here?"
"Master, this is the Zhou Yi Theory, which has been compiled and edited. Please review it."
Yu Xiao Gang took out a book and respectfully handed it over.
"Mm, thank you for your hard work."
Zhou Yi accepted the book with satisfaction.
Although Yu Xiao Gang's strength was lacking, he was still quite useful, especially for tasks like compiling materials.
"To relieve the master's burdens is the disciple's duty."
Zhou Yi nodded slightly and turned to Chen Xin. "Have you come to ask about the swordsmanship?"
"Master is wise!"
Chen Xin nodded. Having reached level 96, he was now seeking to learn more about swordsmanship.
"You came at just the right time. I've just comprehended a set of sword techniques today, and I'll teach them to you."
Zhou Yi thought for a moment and decided to pass on the Dugu Nine Swords to Sword Douluo.
"Xiao Gang, you should also learn. Even if your Soul Power cannot increase, mastering this sword technique will greatly enhance your combat abilities."
"Yes, thank you, Master!"
"Thank you, Master!"
Both Yu Xiao Gang and Chen Xin were overjoyed, their eyes sparkling with excitement as they looked at Zhou Yi, eager to know what sword techniques he had comprehended.
"Chen Xin, you try it first."
Zhou Yi rose, drew an iron sword, and gestured toward Chen Xin.
"Please, Master, teach me."
Chen Xin, filled with battle intent, also drew his iron sword.
"Make your move."
Zhou Yi held his sword with one hand, his gaze calm. Despite being much younger than Chen Xin, he exuded the aura of a swordsmanship master.
"Master, forgive me!"
Chen Xin swung his sword at Zhou Yi.
Zhou Yi effortlessly blocked it.
The flawless Dugu Nine Swords flowed from his hands like an art form, demonstrating skill beyond comprehension.
Everyone, including Yu Xiao Gang, Liu Erlong, and others, watched in awe.
In the Douluo Continent, Soul Masters focused primarily on Soul Skills, relying on them, and rarely studied other martial techniques.
The extraordinary Dugu Nine Swords shattered their previous understanding.
It overturned their worldview.
"Breaking Sword Style!"
This move, as if divinely inspired, instantly shattered Chen Xin's sword. By the time Chen Xin regained his senses, Zhou Yi's sword was already pressed to his throat.
"Impressive!"
Chen Xin was left in total admiration, his respect for Zhou Yi growing immensely. He had never seen or heard of such exquisite swordsmanship before. His master was truly remarkable.
He had made no mistake in choosing this teacher.
"This sword technique is called Dugu Nine Swords, and it consists of nine styles. Each style is versatile, with no retreat—every move is an attack, forcing the opponent into defense..."
As Zhou Yi demonstrated, he explained not just to Chen Xin and Yu Xiao Gang, but also to Liu Erlong, Ah Yin, Li Baishi, and Li Shishi, all of whom listened intently.
"Dugu Nine Swords... it seems this is the sword technique of the Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai..."
The others thought to themselves.
Of course, in their minds, Dugu Qiubai was none other than Zhou Yi.
"Alright, today I'll teach you the Breaking Sword Style. Go and ponder it carefully. Come back at this time tomorrow."
Zhou Yi said to Chen Xin and Yu Xiao Gang.
"Yes, Master!"
Chen Xin and Yu Xiao Gang left, their faces filled with excitement, their admiration for Zhou Yi deepening.
Such exquisite swordsmanship—truly a genius of the sword.
Moreover, they couldn't shake a terrifying guess.
This Dugu Nine Swords was obviously a technique passed down by the Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai.
Then, had the previous techniques Master Zhou had mentioned, such as the Sword of Ruthlessness, the Sword of Compassion, and the Yue Maiden Sword, also come from such legendary sword styles?
And these techniques were certainly all derived from Zhou Yi's natural understanding of the world and its changes.
The more they thought about it, the more their hearts raced.
It seemed Zhou Yi was born to be a sword god.
To be able to study under him was the greatest blessing of their lives.
In the following days, Zhou Yi would teach Chen Xin, Yu Xiaogang, and the others sword techniques every afternoon.
As for Li Baishi, Li Shishi, Liu Erlong, and Ah Yin, Zhou Yi would teach them knowledge of acupuncture points and meridians, laying the foundation for their future practice of the Nine Yin True Scripture.
Every evening, he would rotate spending time with Liu Erlong, Ah Yin, and the Li sisters.
Zhou Yi reveled in his bliss.
The beauty of the four women made Zhou Yi fall deeper into his obsession, unable to extricate himself.
Time passed quickly, and soon it was the end of April.
On this day, Zhou Yi was about to review the daily lessons with Liu Erlong when she caught his mischievous hand and said, "Husband, I think it's happened!"
Her relatives hadn't come this month yet.
"Happened? What happened?"
At first, Zhou Yi didn't think much of it, but then his spirit lifted, and a light seemed to flicker in his eyes.
Zhou Yi immediately checked Liu Erlong's pulse.
It didn't take long to confirm.
Liu Erlong was truly pregnant.
"Ha ha ha, this is wonderful!"
"Muah!"
Zhou Yi picked up Liu Erlong's soft, graceful body and kissed her cheek passionately, his eyes filled with excitement.
After more than a month of effort, it had finally borne fruit.
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Finally, it happened—Erlong was pregnant!
"I'm going to be a father!"
Zhou Yi's excitement was boundless, his face beaming with exhilaration. All the hardships and dedication of the past days had finally paid off.
Seeing Zhou Yi act like an overjoyed child, Liu Erlong's delicate features radiated happiness. Her jade-like hand gently caressed her lower abdomen, her face glowing with a newfound maternal warmth.
"Erlong, from today onward, you must focus on taking good care of yourself and the baby!" Zhou Yi's excitement made it hard for him to calm down. His mind was already brimming with dozens of secret recipes for pregnancy care, which he planned to prepare personally.
Before long, the news of Liu Erlong's pregnancy reached Ah Yin, Li Shishi, Li Baishi, and the others, who came one after another to congratulate her.
"Congratulations, Sister Liu!"
"Congratulations, Sister Liu!"
"Congratulations, Sister Liu!"
Seeing Zhou Yi's overjoyed expression, Ah Yin, Li Shishi, and Li Baishi couldn't help but feel envious. They, too, yearned to bear Zhou Yi's child someday.
As Zhou Yi meticulously attended to her every need, Liu Erlong was deeply touched. However, she insisted he spend the night with Ah Yin, Shishi, and the others instead.
She understood Zhou Yi's peculiar habit—he couldn't sleep without company at night. Given her current state, she could no longer fulfill that role.
Of course, there were other ways.
Zhou Yi didn't press her. He went to Ah Yin's room.
That night, Ah Yin seemed particularly motivated, perhaps inspired by Liu Erlong's news. She showed a passion and enthusiasm that Zhou Yi had rarely seen.
"You're amazing, my Ah Yin!" Zhou Yi praised her with satisfaction.
Not wanting to be outdone, Li Shishi and Li Baishi also gave their utmost, ensuring Zhou Yi experienced what it truly meant to be surrounded by love and devotion.
Zhou Yi rubbed his sore waist, grateful for his unparalleled medical skills, the restorative powers of the Sacred Heart Sutra, and his extraordinary innate constitution—otherwise, no ordinary man could endure such… devotion.
After all, there was a reason ancient emperors had such short lifespans.
One day, Zhou Yi's cultivation broke through to Rank 40. It was time to venture into the Star Dou Forest to acquire a Soul Ring. He also planned to visit that "rogue rabbit" while there.
"Disciple greets Master!"
Chen Xin approached Zhou Yi and bowed respectfully. Having already learned the Nine Swords of Dugu, his focus now lay in personal comprehension and practice. The deeper he delved into this sword art, the more awe and admiration he felt.
In the world of Douluo Continent, Soul Masters relied heavily on Soul Skills, most of which were obtained through Soul Rings from Soul Beasts. This dependence fostered a mindset of taking without effort, leaving few to explore or develop self-created techniques.
Although Chen Xin had always been dedicated to the sword, he had never encountered a systematic method for cultivating swordsmanship—until now.
The Nine Swords of Dugu was like a beacon, illuminating his path. Through diligent study and rigorous practice of this sword art, his swordsmanship could reach new heights.
If he mastered the Nine Swords of Dugu to perfection, ascending to Rank 99 as a Pinnacle Douluo would be effortless.
In Chen Xin's eyes, Zhou Yi was nothing short of divine—a true Sword Deity.
"I summoned you today to inform you that I've reached Rank 40. I will leave soon for the Star Dou Forest to obtain a Soul Ring." Zhou Yi looked at Chen Xin and continued, "During my absence, the safety of the Zhou Estate will rest in your hands."
"Master, rest assured. As long as I draw breath, no harm will come to the mistresses!" Chen Xin immediately pledged.
As for accompanying Zhou Yi to hunt Soul Beasts and acquire a Soul Ring, Chen Xin didn't even entertain the thought. Zhou Yi's strength was overwhelming; he didn't need anyone's assistance.
Although Chen Xin couldn't gauge Zhou Yi's limits, the strength Zhou Yi had already demonstrated was terrifying. Chen Xin even had a strong premonition: if he and Zhou Yi were to fight to the death, the one standing in the end would likely be Zhou Yi—not him, a Rank 96 Titled Douluo.
"Your reliability puts my mind at ease." Zhou Yi nodded. His instructions to Chen Xin were merely a precaution, especially since he had left numerous defensive measures for Liu Erlong and the others. Even if two Titled Douluos attacked, they wouldn't leave unscathed.
Leaving Notting City, Zhou Yi stepped forward and ascended into the sky, his movements as light and effortless as if he were strolling leisurely, exuding an ethereal charm.
This was the Ascending Immortal Steps.
However, its energy consumption was significant.
Thus.
Behind Zhou Yi, the Wind and Thunder Wings materialized, carrying the sounds of wind and thunder as he soared toward the Star Dou Forest.
This time.
Zhou Yi's target was a ten-thousand-year Soul Beast.
With his current physique.
Obtaining a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring as his fourth Soul Ring would be effortless.
Roar!
As Zhou Yi roamed above the Star Dou Forest, searching for a Soul Beast suitable for him, a thunderous tiger roar suddenly echoed from afar.
The soundwaves surged like a tide, deafening and overwhelming, causing one's soul to tremble and their mind to reel in pain.
"What a marvel—Soul-Tremor Roar!" Zhou Yi's interest was piqued as he swiftly moved, arriving above a golden tiger. Drawing upon his extensive knowledge of Soul Beasts, he analyzed its level.
This mutated tiger Soul Beast was approximately fifteen thousand years old.
"You'll do nicely!"
Zhou Yi hadn't planned to target it, but encountering such a beast was a fortunate opportunity he decided to seize.
Fifteen thousand years?
He could handle it.
"There's a legendary move said to descend from the heavens..."
"Swordsmanship!"
Zhou Yi unsheathed the Frost-Defying Sword. Becoming one with his blade, his presence exuded a chilling aura of death. The divine weapon seemed to embody the might of the heavens, its killing intent spreading across the land.
Roar!
The golden tiger's fur bristled in alarm. Its piercing tiger eyes widened as a dazzling sword light rapidly enlarged within its pupils.
Roar! Roar! Roar!
Sensing imminent danger, the golden tiger roared repeatedly, unleashing waves of devastating soundwaves.
The sheer force shattered trees and sent rocks flying. Each attack carried the dual essence of soul and sound, crashing toward Zhou Yi like relentless tides.
Zhou Yi remained unmoved, his heart as steady as a rock. His entire being seemed to transform into a sword descending from the heavens.
No words could capture the brilliance and majesty of this strike.
No words could describe the speed of this sword.
It was no longer just a blade—it was the wrath of a thunder god, a strike of lightning.
Boom!
The sword light pierced through the golden tiger's head, stopping ten meters behind it.
Zhou Yi's figure emerged, standing calmly with the Frost-Defying Sword in hand.
"You are the first to fall under the Frost-Defying Sword," Zhou Yi said indifferently.
"But you will not be the last."
With a resounding crash, the ground trembled as the tiger collapsed. A black Soul Ring slowly formed above its body.
Zhou Yi drove the Frost-Defying Sword into the ground and sat cross-legged, beginning to absorb the Soul Ring.
The immense soul power contained within the fifteen-thousand-year Soul Ring was formidable.
However, under the refinement of the powerful Sacred Heart Sutra, Zhou Yi effortlessly absorbed it, his cultivation surging to Rank 42.
"Tigers Roar, Dragons Cry!"
"Not bad."
Zhou Yi sensed his newly acquired Soul Skill, which was similar to the golden tiger's abilities. It combined soundwave and soul attacks, accompanied by the oppressive auras of tiger and dragon, capable of intimidating all beings.
"Little rabbit, since you're already here, why not come out?"
Zhou Yi glanced toward a nearby thicket.
As his words fell, a smooth, silky-furred pink rabbit hopped out.
Who else could it be but the hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast, the Rogue Rabbit, Xiao Wu?
Sensing Zhou Yi's presence, the Rogue Rabbit had quickly rushed over.
"Who are you calling little?!"
After her previous encounter with Zhou Yi, Xiao Wu had faintly guessed that he knew she was a hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast.
Thus.
Today, she made no effort to hide.
Recalling the time Zhou Yi had flipped her over to determine her gender, Xiao Wu was consumed by shame and anger.
"Well, compared to a rogue rabbit that's lived for at least tens of thousands of years, I suppose I am rather young."
Zhou Yi replied with a straight face.
A hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast's name referred to its cultivation, not its age.
Therefore, a hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast hadn't necessarily lived for a hundred thousand years.
"You're the rogue! You're the big rogue!"
"I'll bite you to death!"
Overwhelmed by embarrassment and fury, Xiao Wu lunged at Zhou Yi, baring her teeth and claws.
Lingxi Finger!
Zhou Yi moved like lightning. With his astonishing reflexes and the Lingxi Finger, he instantly pinched Xiao Wu's long rabbit ears.
Then, with a swift turn of his hand, he grabbed the Rogue Rabbit's ears, lifting her into the air.
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