Chapter 156 A 100,000-Year Soul Ring! Lu Ming Crushes Tang Hao! Terrifying Talent!
Looking at the settlement list floating on the screen in his mind, Lu Ming's lips curled up.
Congratulations! You have received the following rewards:
[I. One divinely bestowed soul ring (300,000-year lifespan). Note: This soul ring is special; it does not increase soul power level but is specifically used for cleansing the marrow and reshaping the physical body's foundation, significantly enhancing physical strength and martial soul resilience.]
[II. Soul Power level directly increased by five levels. Current level: Soul Saint, Level 76.]
[III. Ancient Artifact: Kunlun Mirror (Incomplete Version). Function: Can reflect the past and recall images from bygone times.]
[IV. The age limit of all existing soul rings will be increased by 5,000 years.]
[...]
As Lu Ming looked at the series of rewards, the smile in his eyes grew even wider.
This is a huge profit.
His soul power soared to level 76. At this age, he was absolutely unprecedented and unparalleled in the entire Douluo Continent.
Even Tang Hao, who is known as the youngest titled Douluo, is probably still playing in the mud at this age.
Moreover, the age of all his spirit rings has been increased by five thousand years, which means that his physical attributes and the power of his spirit skills will once again experience a qualitative leap.
But what Lu Ming valued most among these was the seemingly auxiliary artifact—the Kunlun Mirror.
Although it's only an incomplete version, the "See the Past" function is practically tailor-made to deal with someone like Tang San.
Doesn't Tang San like to put on a virtuous facade? Doesn't he like to portray himself as pure and innocent?
With this mirror, if the scenes of Tang San secretly learning inner sect techniques in his previous life and harboring murderous intentions towards innocent people in this world were directly projected before the world...
Just thinking about that scene makes me feel comfortable.
"Claim your reward."
"..."
Lu Ming silently recited in his heart.
In an instant, a vast yet gentle energy surged into his limbs and bones.
The steam in the bathroom seemed to surge and churn due to this energy.
The bottleneck that had been stuck at level 71 shattered instantly, and the soul power surged like a raging river, unstoppable all the way, and finally came to a steady stop at level 76.
Immediately afterwards, a tingling, numb, and itchy sensation spread throughout my body.
That was a 300,000-year-old divine soul ring that was modifying his body.
The bones crackled and popped, the already strong muscle lines became even smoother and more perfect, and a layer of jade-colored luster flowed faintly under the skin.
Even the most ordinary Blue Silver Grass martial soul underwent a mysterious transformation at this moment, with faint golden patterns appearing on each leaf.
Lu Ming let out a long sigh of relief and casually turned off the shower.
He didn't rush to get dressed, but stood in front of the huge full-length mirror, a thought stirring in his mind.
"Martial spirit, possess the body."
There were no incantations, nor a single wasted word.
Seven spirit rings slowly rose from beneath his feet, pulsating within the cramped bathroom space.
Black, black, black, black, black, black.
The first six were all ten-thousand-year-old black spirit rings!
That deep blackness, like a black hole, swallowed the surrounding light, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.
Above these six black spirit rings, a seventh spirit ring slowly emerged.
It was a glaring, blood-red color.
The red is both alluring and noble.
A 300,000-year soul ring!
A terrifying pressure instantly filled the entire bathroom. If Lu Ming hadn't deliberately controlled it, the entire dormitory building would probably have been reduced to dust at that moment.
Lu Ming looked at himself in the mirror and nodded in satisfaction.
What about ordinary Blue Silver Grass?
With this incredible soul ring configuration, even weeds can be cut down to the ends of the earth.
Just as Lu Ming was admiring the dazzling 300,000-year soul ring, the bathroom doorknob suddenly turned.
"Click".
The door opened.
Lu Ming turned around, somewhat surprised.
Zhu Zhuqing was standing there, leaning against the door frame. Her tight leather clothes were a little messy from her sleeping position, and the collar was slightly open, revealing a patch of snow-white skin.
She was clearly not fully sober yet; her eyes were glazed, her steps were unsteady, and her cheeks still had a lingering flush.
"Water...I'm so thirsty..."
Zhu Zhuqing murmured to herself, instinctively wanting to find water to drink, and in her daze, she found herself in the bathroom where she could hear the sound of water.
However, when she raised her head and her gaze pierced through the misty water vapor to land on Lu Ming, she froze instantly.
Even if the alcohol numbed my brain, even if my vision was a little blurry.
But those shimmering halos were so dazzling and so awe-inspiring that they directly assaulted her visual senses.
Six jet-black soul rings.
There's another one...
What color is that?
As red as fresh blood, it exudes a terrifying aura from the ancient wilderness.
Zhu Zhuqing's pupils contracted sharply, and her previously hazy, drunken eyes widened instantly. The shock dispelled most of her intoxication at that moment.
She stared blankly at Lu Ming, her rosy lips slightly parted, but she couldn't close them for a long time.
As a Soul Master born into a noble family in the Star Luo Empire and who had seen many powerful individuals, she knew very well what this meant.
The teachers at Shrek Academy are only at level 60 or 70, and their best spirit ring configuration is only two yellow and two purple.
And this Lu Ming in front of them, who was always smiling and getting along well with them...
Starting from ten thousand years?
And even that legendary color?
Zhu Zhuqing felt her throat was dry and her heart was beating so fast it felt like it was going to burst out of her chest.
She extended a finger, pointing tremblingly at the crimson spirit ring, her voice stammering with extreme shock.
"A...a hundred thousand-year soul ring?"
Have you seen enough?
Lu Ming was the first to break the silence.
Zhu Zhuqing trembled violently. The red light that could drive even a titled Douluo crazy gradually faded from her pupils, and her rationality began to return.
Her gaze drifted somewhat away from the spirit ring, following down to Lu Ming's firm abdominal muscles.
The next second.
A short, panicked gasp echoed in the bathroom.
Zhu Zhuqing's already flushed face turned even redder, as if it were about to bleed, and even her ears and slender neck were tinged with pink.
Like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, she retreated in a panic, her high-heeled boots slipping on the wet, slippery floor tiles, almost causing her to fall.
"I...I'm not..."
Zhu Zhuqing was incoherent, covering her eyes with her hands, but her fingers unconsciously parted a little.
Lu Ming shook his head helplessly. With a thought, the astonishing soul rings instantly retracted into his body, and the terrifying pressure dissipated without a trace.
"Go out first, and close the door behind you."
Lu Ming's voice remained calm, showing no sign of panic despite his identity being exposed.
Zhu Zhuqing felt as if she had been granted a pardon. She turned around and rushed out of the bathroom as if fleeing, slamming the door shut behind her.
Leaning against the cold wooden door, she gasped for breath, the sound of her heart pounding clearly audible in the silent room.
(End of chapter)