Hey everyone!
I’m bringing you a new novel: Douluo: Sword of Judgment and Eternal Ice.
I hope you like it!
I’m not sure if it’s already been uploaded — if it has, my bad!
If not, let’s embark on this journey together!
———————————————————————————- Xue Lei Han exhaled a faint breath and withdrew his mind from cultivation.
At only six years old, he was the third son of Xue Ye, the Great Emperor of the Heaven Dou Empire.
At the moment of his birth, ten thousand birds sang in chorus, clearly an omen of a soaring dragon.
He was known as the Third Young Master Lei Han.
His eldest brother Xue Qinghe and second brother Xue Beng were obsessed with politics, while Xue Lei Han had no interest in the throne.
So his two elder brothers would occasionally come to win him over, but Xue Lei Han always maintained a stance of refusal.
His goal was very clear: to become a generation of experts and achieve the title of Title Douluo!
“Third Prince, His Majesty summons you to the study.” Xue Lei Han responded indifferently and set aside the matter of cultivation.
Just as he stepped out the door, as if remembering something, he turned back to the minister who had spoken to him and said, “You’ve worked hard.
Go back and rest early today.” With that, he headed straight for the study accompanied by two guards.
Along the way, the ministers and palace maids he encountered all respectfully greeted him with “His third prince.” Xue Lei Han shivered.
He still couldn’t get used to this cheesy feeling.
“Please inform Father Emperor that Han’er has come to pay his respects.” Xue Lei Han said to the guard outside the study.
Seeing it was Prince Lei Han, the guard hurriedly took small steps inside to report.
Before long, the guard returned and knelt on one knee, extremely respectful.
After nodding to him, Xue Lei Han stepped into the study where Xue Ye Emperor handled official business.
“Father Emperor, Mother!
This child greets you.” The usually indifferent expression on his face finally showed a smile in front of his parents.
“Lei Han, you’ve finally come to see Mother.” Before Xue Ye could speak, the beautiful young woman had already begun wiping her tears.
Xue Ye glared fiercely at Xue Lei Han.
“It’s all because you, this brat, haven’t come to see your mother for so long that she’s missing you terribly.
Why aren’t you hurrying over to comfort your mother!” The generation’s Empress Mu Xue’er was actually wiping her tears like a young daughter.
If this matter got out, it would shock people so much their jaws would drop.
After a round of comforting, Mu Xue’er finally regained her smile.
Both Xue Ye and Xue Lei Han breathed a sigh of relief.
“Han’er, the reason I called you here today is for a major matter.” Before Xue Ye could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Xue Lei Han.
“Is it that my Martial Soul should awaken?” The dignified Xue Ye choked on his words and couldn’t help but utter a loud “Fuck.” “I know Han’er you are very excited, and among my three sons, Han’er you are the one with the most hope of becoming a Soul Emperor.” “But my goal is not that shallow.” Xue Lei Han said firmly.
“Good!
This is how a man of my Xue family should be.” Xue Ye slapped the table.
“I will send you to appraise your Martial Soul right away.” Xue Lei Han then bid farewell to his parents and followed the guide arranged by his father.
After Xue Lei Han withdrew, Mu Xue’er nestled into Xue Ye’s embrace.
“Han’er’s Martial Soul will definitely be very strong, right?” “As a man of the Xue family, his Martial Soul will definitely be strong.
Moreover, he has been soaked in medicinal herbs, so there will definitely be no problem.” “Mm, I believe in Han’er.” After leaving the imperial palace, Xue Lei Han indifferently glanced at the two guards who had followed him the longest and said, “Let’s go, to awaken my Martial Soul.” After speaking, he strode forward.
The two guards exchanged a glance, their hearts filled with anticipation for Prince Lei Han’s Martial Soul and the hope that he possessed sufficient cultivation talent.
After all, among the three princes, the only one who had been obsessed with martial training since childhood was the Third Prince, Third Imperial Prince Xue Lei Han.
After walking through the inner courtyard for less than the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, the guide reported something to the guards.
Upon seeing it was Third Prince Xue Lei Han and his party, the guards immediately invited them into an ordinary room.
Looking at this ordinary flat-roofed house, Xue Lei Han said to himself, “Today is the most important day of my life.
Everything before was all for today.” “We two brothers await good news from the Third Prince.” The two guards cupped their fists and withdrew.
Xue Lei Han did not turn back and walked straight into the room.
A beautiful woman was introducing herself, “Hello everyone, my name is An Ya.
I come from the Spirit Hall.
My Martial Soul is Jade Orchid Bamboo, and I am a thirty-second rank Soul Venerable.” After speaking, An Ya smiled gently.
“Children, I have finished my self-introduction.
Now please line up in a row and awaken your Martial Souls one by one.” The sons and daughters of ministers and nobles inside the room immediately formed a line upon hearing this, as they too were very much looking forward to their own Martial Soul awakenings.
Xue Lei Han silently walked to the end of the line without making a sound.
He did not want to waste time dealing with the nonsense of children his age.
An Ya had obviously heard of Xue Lei Han’s great name.
Seeing his ice-blue short hair and pupils that seemed like ten-thousand-year profound ice, along with the handsome face that inherited the genes of the handsome man and beautiful woman Xue Ye and Mu Xue’er, she felt her heart itch unbearably.
Her heart pounded wildly, and she almost said something like “Little brother, come play with big sister.” She then coughed once and secretly sighed that it was impossible.
With the importance Xue Ye and Mu Xue’er placed on him, Xue Qinghe and Xue Beng also trying to win him over, and the court ministers viewing him as the hope of the Heaven Dou Empire, his godfather being the Sect Master of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School Ning Fengzhi, and even that old poisoner Poison Douluo Dugu Bo praising his character and attitude, ordinary women were clearly unworthy of Xue Lei Han.
“Alright children, stretch out your hands.
It is time to awaken your Martial Souls.” An Ya clapped her hands, took six black round stones and a shiny blue crystal ball from the table beside her, arranged the six black stones on the ground in a hexagonal formation, and then signaled a child to stand inside.
“Jade Orchid Bamboo, first transformation!” A white light circle appeared in mid-air, followed by strands of emerald green bamboo leaves.
A wisp of green light gathered above An Ya’s head.
A ten-year soul ring.
There was no mockery or sighing.
Xue Lei Han continued watching.
An Ya injected that green light into the six black stones.
Instantly, a layer of green glow burst forth from the stones, forming an emerald green light shield that enveloped the child.
Bits of emerald green light drifted into the boy’s body along with a breeze.
The boy’s body trembled slightly, as if in great pain.
He wanted to cry out but could not make a sound.
“Stretch out your right hand!” An Ya suddenly chanted.
The boy subconsciously stretched out his right hand.
Green light burst forth from the boy’s right hand, and in an instant, a Violent Thunder Bear appeared before him.
“Congratulations, it is the Violent Thunder Bear, a high-level Martial Soul.” An Ya said with a smile.
The boy looked at the Violent Thunder Bear in his hand with pleasant surprise.
It was precisely the exclusive Martial Soul of his noble family.
“Then let us test your soul power level.” An Ya said with a beaming smile.
“How should I do it?” The boy scratched his head, looking at the Violent Thunder Bear in his hand.
“Use your will to retract your Martial Soul.
In the future, you will learn the method to summon your Martial Soul with will at the academy.” The boy tried for a long time, making straining sounds as if constipated, before finally retracting the Violent Thunder Bear.
An Ya handed the blue crystal ball in her hand to him and placed his hand on it.
Before long, the crystal ball glowed brightly with blue light.
An Ya examined the changes in the crystal ball.
“Innate soul power, seventh rank.” As expected of a noble’s child, with countless medicinal materials, even an ordinary person could be piled up into a genius.
Recalling her own innate soul power of third rank back then, An Ya smiled bitterly again.
The boy smiled with satisfaction and then walked to the back.
The same scene repeated.
In succession, a total of eleven children completed their Martial Soul awakenings.
Their Martial Souls were clearly all family Martial Souls, and none were below seventh rank.
Xue Lei Han calmly met An Ya’s fervent gaze and then stepped into the emerald green light shield.
Warmth and peace, this was Xue Lei Han’s first sensation.
The green light poured into his body.
Xue Lei Han felt as if something within his body had been broken, and something else had been reassembled.
“This is!” What burst forth was not green light, but a patch of ice-blue radiance.
That aura of majesty and solemnity made An Ya involuntarily want to kneel.
“Could it be…
a top-tier ice Martial Soul!” An Ya murmured to herself.
Soon, after the ice radiance dissipated, Xue Lei Han’s Martial Soul appeared before everyone’s eyes.
It was a long sword so beautiful it was almost excessive.
Near the sheath opening were exquisitely carved blue rose engravings.
The hilt was made of silver, with extremely fine carvings.
The guard section was decorated with plant branches and leaves, and the type of plant soon became clear.
Both the upper part of the grip and the white leather sheath were inlaid with roses carved from green jade that shone brightly, emitting an ancient atmosphere, yet without a trace of impurity.
“What weapon Martial Soul is this?” “It doesn’t seem to be the imperial family’s inherited Swan Martial Soul.” “Third Prince is so handsome!” Some little girls’ faces had already flushed red.
Xue Lei Han planted the sword on the ground and immediately felt a sense of perfect harmony between body and mind, as if this sword had been part of his body from long ago.
The blade emitted a faint chill, and a small patch of ice had already formed on the ground.
He then furrowed his brows slightly before relaxing them again.
The current Xue Lei Han looked like a prince from an ice and snow kingdom in a fairy tale—handsome and dashing.
“May I ask Third Imperial Prince, what weapon Martial Soul is this?” “An ice-attribute sword Martial Soul.
Its name is Azure Rose Thorn Sword.” Xue Lei Han said indifferently.
Perhaps due to the Martial Soul, even his voice carried the icy chill of ten-thousand-year profound ice.
“It actually possesses two attributes at the same time.
As expected of a top-tier Martial Soul.” An Ya pondered for a moment, then handed the crystal ball to Xue Lei Han.
Xue Lei Han placed his right hand on it.
The crystal ball suddenly began absorbing the aura from Xue Lei Han’s body that had awakened earlier.
It absorbed faster and faster, as if it were a bottomless pit.
Xue Lei Han tried hard to pull his hand away, but was held fast by a strange power and could not move.
In an instant, dazzling blue light illuminated the entire room.
An Ya’s hand trembled slightly.
There was only one explanation for this situation.
“It is actually…
Innate Full Soul Power!” An Ya gazed dazedly at Xue Lei Han’s departing back.
As long as he does not die, he will definitely achieve the Title Douluo.
Xue Lei Han asked a guard for a snow-white scabbard, placed the Azure Rose Thorn Sword inside it, and hung it at his waist.
He would nurture the sword with his own soul.