Chapter 135: Soul Imprint! First Update

  So I hid in the space I had opened up for myself and secretly recorded the Fútú Jiǔchóng Jìng with a thread of my soul. Moreover, I disguised the recorded scroll as an ordinary Xuan Dao scroll to avoid being picked up by the Dou Shengs.

  Now I don't know how many days have passed, but through a thread of connection in the soul, I mysteriously know that my Douwa is still alive.

  And now I can teach you the first eight layers of Fuhu Nine Heavy Fist. As for the last layer, I will wait until you help me find a corpse that is at least at the level of Dou Sheng and turn it into a new body that can perfectly contain my Dou Ling. And help me bring the body to the Holy Force space where my Dou Ling is located, assist me in perfectly merging with the new body after rebirth. Only then will I teach you the ninth layer! At that time, I will also impart all my life's learning to you!

  Now you are going to answer or not; if you don't answer, I won't force you either, after all, it's harder to get a corpse of a Dou Sheng than climbing to the sky; however, if you really don't answer, then forget about cultivating the eight layers in front of you, and I will also use this strand of residual soul to seize your body.

  Although your body is now too weak, you can at least use the Gigantes' Golden Giant Spirit Hammer, and your body is still barely passable, after all, it's better than nothing. This way, I can borrow your body to search for Douyin and corpses myself.

  How's it going, young man? Have you thought it through?! Oh, I forgot to tell you, actually when my physical body died, I was a top-tier Saint of the Thunderfire Golden Three Clan, and I'm also a genuine 9th-grade Lower-tier Artifact Refiner. This scroll is also refined by me into a Lower-tier Holy Artifact; the space inside it is completely separate from the real world outside, they don't interfere with each other. So even if there's a Law God next to you, she still can't hear our conversation, and you shouldn't think about seeking help either.

  "Although I am now just a wisp of soul, it is still easy to completely destroy your soul and seize the body. Young man, have you thought this through?!"

  After listening to the intimidating words of Fú Hǔ Dòu Líng Zūn without missing a single word, Wind Thirteen Lang's entire body was drenched in cold sweat several times; looking at the extremely rich expression on the face of Fú Hǔ Dòu Líng Zūn's soul body, which changed from pleading to intimidation, Wind Thirteen Lang couldn't help but beat his chest and stamp his feet, lamenting silently: "Heavens! Earth! Why are there so many Fighting Saints in this world?! I just wanted to cultivate a decent fighting technique, yet it would bring about the calamity of taking lives!"

  Well, I also had a ten-year dragon-slaying pact with Jin Lei Yun. I just wanted to defeat him back then; now it seems that after ten years, I have no choice but to kill him.

  "This tragic demon world, although I know a lot of fighting saints and gods, but in the future if I really have to go kill an unfamiliar fighting saint, it's really troublesome. So for now, I'll just agree to his request and prioritize keeping my life safe!"

  After thinking of a plan in his heart, Feng Shi San Lang immediately lifted his head and looked at Fow Tiger Dou Ling with an extremely calm tone, saying: "Alright, since you look down on me like that, I'll agree to your request!"

  Upon hearing this, Fow Tiger Dou Ling Zun couldn't help but feel dizzy and said: "You little brat, don't think that agreeing to me is just a matter of one sentence. Since you agreed, I will leave my soul imprint on your soul, and as soon as you try to secretly meet with your Daoist Master outside this scroll's space, I will instantly and completely annihilate your soul!"

  Listening to the words of Fuhu Doulingshen's laughter with a hidden knife, Feng Shisanlang couldn't help but thoroughly lose his temper. So he could only extremely reluctantly reply: "Alright, I agree to it, you start the soul branding now!"

  When he saw Feng Shisanlang finally reveal a helpless expression, Fútú Dòulíngzūn really laughed out loud, laughing exceptionally brightly. However, this bright smile appeared on the aged face of his soul body that had lived for who knows how many years, making it look so ferocious.

  Fút Hǔ Dòu Líng Zūn was smiling comfortably until he saw the expression on Fēng Shísān Láng's face. He then slowly stopped smiling and quickly formed several extremely mysterious and complex hand seals with his soul body. After finishing the hand seals, he shouted loudly: "With my soul, I brand your soul; if you don't believe me, I'll burn your soul!"

  After drinking, Fuhu Doulingzun suddenly pointed at Feng Shisanlang with the soul's hands that still had handprints on them. Immediately, Feng Shisanlang saw a dark red and blue intertwined soul energy circle flying rapidly towards him in the empty space. Following his natural reflex to close his eyes, Feng Shisanlang suddenly felt that his soul seemed to be bound by a special energy.

  After slowly opening his eyes, the soul body of Feng Shisanlang suddenly burst out with a brilliant red light and blue light, different on both sides.

  After doing all this, Fuhu Douling finally relaxed thoroughly; Gong Lingyuan beside Feng Shisanlang had indeed given him a lot of pressure; he didn't dare to guarantee that as a fifth-grade law god, Gong Lingyuan wouldn't have any way to break through into his own space; and now he finally left the mark of his Huoshui Linghuo on Feng Shisanlang's soul, which could be used as a bargaining chip for negotiating with Feng Shisanlang and Gong Lingyuan.

  When he saw Fú Hǔ Dòu Líng Zūn thoroughly relaxed, Fēng Shísān Láng only then realized that he had also managed to escape with his life from the Ghost Gate Pass. Afterwards, he said somewhat fearfully: "Then can you now teach me the first eight layers of the Fú Hǔ Jiǔ Chóng Jìn?"

  When he saw Feng Shi San Lang's enormous body trembling with fear, Fow Tiger Dou Ling Jun immediately laughed and said: "Young one, since my soul imprint is now in your soul, I'm not afraid you'll do anything bad; from now on, I will treat you as my own disciple and teach you. I've never had a disciple before, but now that I have you, who are so aware of the times and have such great talent, it's also a kind of compensation for me from heaven!"

  At these words, Feng Shi San Lang exclaimed in surprise: "No way, no way, I don't dare to be your disciple; besides, I already have a master, one person cannot serve two masters, I still know that much! Let's just maintain our transactional relationship."

  Fēng Shísān Láng is now afraid to ask Fú Hǔ Dòu Líng Zūn to be his master. He now only hopes to learn the first eight layers of Fú Hǔ's Nine Layers of Power as soon as possible and leave this place of trouble.

  Seeing the fear on Feng Shisan's face, Fuhu Douling Zun did not make things difficult for him again. He just smiled and said: "Think whatever you want, anyway, if you really help me rebuild my body in the future, it will be a great kindness to me. So I will always do my best to teach you. This scroll, after you go out, keep it well, and if you have any life-threatening troubles in the future, I can also protect you!"

  The third watch begins