Soul Land 2: Body Sect

Chapter 273: Ye Bone Yi Stunned for Ten Thousand Years

It must be said, while Ye Bone Yi might appear less endowed from the front, her posterior was quite the opposite. Each spank rippled through her, and Du Qianjue, who initially intended only to lightly discipline her, found himself rather addicted to the act. Consequently, when he finally snapped back to reality, Ye Bone Yi was already pouting, shedding silent tears like tiny pearls.

"Have you had enough?" Du Qianjue pulled her up, asking with a somewhat amused tone.

"Damn you, I'd rather die than submit to you!" Ye Bone Yi, holding her sore backside and stopping her tears, shouted back with eyes reddened with anger.

Tsk... With a face as quick to change as any, Du Qianjue once again simulated the aura of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, his expression turning sinister and harsh: "Then die!"

A psychic claw, simulating the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger's, charged with the sharpness to pierce through everything, aimed straight for Ye Bone Yi's forehead. Watching the claw enlarge before her eyes and feeling engulfed by the aura of death, she finally closed her eyes in despair.

However, after a long while with her eyes shut tight, expecting the pain of penetration, all Ye Bone Yi felt was her tense body soaked in cold sweat.

"Pfft..." "HAHAHAHAHA... How can someone be such a silly fool? I'm dying of laughter..."

Startled, Ye Bone Yi opened her eyes only to find the psychic claw gone, and Du Qianjue, in his black robe, was rolling on the ground laughing, one hand on the ground and the other clutching his chest, tears streaming from his laughter.

It wasn't just Du Qianjue cruel humor. Ye Bone Yi, apart from not being as romantically inclined, seemed no different in temperament from Qian Renxue from ten thousand years ago, both stubborn and prideful to a fault.

Seeing Du Qianjue gasping for breath from laughter, Ye Bone Yi realized he had been toying with her all along. Her blood pressure soared, her face turning from white to red to purple in rage.

"AAAHHH... You jerk!" Completely infuriated, Ye Bone Yi pounced on him, pinning him down and began to 'enthusiastically punch' his chest like a villain.

[Dark Demon Evil God Tiger robe HP: -1, -1…] [Du Qianjue health bar: miss, miss…] [Du Qianjue excitement level: up, up…]

Barely restraining himself, Du Qianjue grabbed Ye Bone Yi's fists and flipped her off him, rising from the ground and dusting himself off.

"Cough cough... alright, stop fooling around, be serious!" he said, trying to sound stern but almost failing to hold back another burst of laughter upon seeing Ye Bone Yi's utterly discomposed face.

"I told you, I really am not an evil soul master!"

To prove his point, Du Qianjue stimulated his soul core, releasing a surge of supreme light and life energies, which greatly eased both the physical and mental exhaustion of Ye Bone Yi. Feeling the attributes of utmost light, her Holy Angel martial soul uncontrollably emerged behind her, resonating with a longing for what seemed like a missing piece of herself.

If Du Qianjue knew what Ye Bone Yi was feeling, he would soon understand—this was the attribute once possessed by the Six-winged Angel martial soul, which, after the shattering of Qian Renxue's god position, had never again appeared in Douluo Continent with such attributes.

"What was that black tiger that appeared behind you just now?" Ye Bone Yi asked, frowning in confusion.

"That's the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger. I acquired its soul ring and then simulated its presence with my psychic power," Du Qianjue explained with a smile, showing her his own soul rings to prove it.

The golden human figure that appeared behind him, swirling with a layer of colorful aura from nearly ten different hues, was his own martial soul. Counting the colors, you'd see a blend of multiple hues creating a dazzling effect.

Eight soul rings, each exuding terrifying power, encircled him. Golden, three reds, black-gold, and red. The black-gold ring in particular emitted the aura of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger that Ye Bone Yi had sensed earlier.

"Your martial soul... And your soul rings?!" Ye Bone Yi's eyes widened, covering her lips in shock.

Whether it was the golden figure behind Du Qianjue or the unreasonably powerful array of eight soul rings, it was all too shocking for Ye Bone Yi. Could a soul master even possess such an array of soul rings?

If she could live for ten thousand years, the shock might last that long.

"My martial soul is myself," Du Qianjue grinned, pointing behind him as the golden figure floated before him, extending a hand towards Ye Bone Yi. "My name is Du Qianjue, a member of the Body Sect!"

Ye Bone Yi blinked, looked at Du Qianjue, then his martial soul, and finally shook hands with it. "I know of you, you're the genius that the continent has been talking about for the last ten thousand years! I used to admire you!"

"Who knew you were such a terrible person..."

"Cough cough..." Du Qianjue nearly choked on his own spit. He wanted to say it was just because she was too fun to tease, but he feared that would definitely make her turn against him.

"My name is Ye Bone Yi, eighteen years old, Holy Angel martial soul, at the sixty-seventh rank!" Having confirmed Du Qianjue 's identity, Ye Bone Yi introduced herself openly.

The name Du Qianjue was indeed very effective. The prestige that Shrek Academy had built for him was significant, and any soul master who kept up with the events on the Douluo Continent knew of him.

Seeing his true martial soul, Ye Bone Yi understood this man was indeed who he claimed to be. And members of the Body Sect wouldn't stoop to being evil soul masters.