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--- Chapter 162 ---

After forty sessions or so, Qian Renxue finally gave up.

She breathed heavily while clutching her knees and looked at the ground with a disbelieving look on her beautiful face.

Monster!

This guy is a monster!

There is no way he could be a human being!

At first, Qian Renxue was happy.

Even though Qian Renxue has never won so far, she believed she could catch up to Han Yuan every time. However, that was actually an illusion given by Han Yuan.

Every time Qian Renxue improved her swordsmanship, Han Yuan could easily point out her flaws and defeat her with a few spear stabs.

Yet, twenty sparring sessions later, Qian Renxue felt Han Yuan toying with her. Although Han Yuan expressed that it was for her sake because she was improving rapidly under his care, it was also humiliating.

Another twenty sessions also made her realize that Han Yuan was teasing her, often smacking her bum accidentally as if she believed him!

Qian Renxue felt her rear was hot as she fiercely glared at Han Yuan, who whistled casually. "Again!"

"Hey, hey, a very stubborn one, aren't you?" Han Yuan couldn't help but shrug helplessly.

Looking at the pile of iron scraps behind Qian Renxue, Han Yuan almost felt bad for this angel girl. Then, he remembered she was also a 'filthy' wealthy lady.

Honestly, even Ning Rongrong wasn't as wealthy as Qian Renxue, who was the legal heir to the Pope's position and Spirit Hall.

After all, the Spirit Hall has been on the Douluo Continent for at least 10,000 years, while the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is just the remains of the ancient Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

'Well, a pile of refined metal weapons wasn't that expensive.' Han Yuan commented in his heart. If he said this loudly, Lou Gao might scold him, but hey, money is the last thing he cares for in this world. Golden coins come and go like the wind for him.

As Han Yuan and Qian Renxue are about to fight for the 41st time, a white mist abruptly fills their vision. They stopped simultaneously and frowned because their spiritual power was 'actually' disrupted by this mist.

Han Yuan is currently at the lower stage of the Spiritual Domain Realm, which means he is capable of analyzing the world to its finer details with his spiritual power. Even then, this mist is odd. His spiritual power seemed to pierce through the clouds and lost its way.

Thankfully, Han Yuan has the Eyes of Truth!

Han Yuan hurriedly grabbed Qian Renxue's shoulder, preventing her from getting lost, and then activated the Eyes of Truth. His silver eyes shone dimly as the power beyond this realm analyzed the white mist.

"Shit!" Han Yuan cursed under his breath.

Qian Renxue panicked, "What's the matter?"

"Do you know what's the matter with this mist?"

Han Yuan breathed in, calming himself before answering, "Nothing, but you might want to be more careful from now on."

"This mist might not disappear for a short time."

"Okay..." Qian Renxue felt Han Yuan was lying to her.

Still, Qian Renxue didn't have a way to prove and decided to trust him for now, slightly revealing her martial soul to inject 'holy' spirit power into her eyes, making them glow with white-gold light. Her vigilance has risen to the top right now.

Seeing Qian Renxue follow his instruction, Han Yuan sighed and checked the result of Eyes of Truth's analysis.

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[Name: Spectral White World]

[Type: Domain]

[Description: A spiritual domain made by the Abyssal White Dragon King, capable of trapping mind and spirit alike. This domain confuses one's sense and soul, making enemies crazy as they enter a white "misty" world until they breathe their last breath.]

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[Name: Abyssal White Dragon (Spirit)]

[Race: Dragon (True)]

[Cultivation: 690,000-year-old (Severely Weakened)]

[Description: The Abyssal White Dragon is a descendant of both the Light Dragon King and the Darkness Dragon King, inheriting divine aspects of light and darkness. This unique heritage and immense talent grant it the Twilight Attribute. Yet, due to the Divine War, the Abyssal White Dragon was injured and fell to the Douluo Continent, where it exists in a barely functioning state. To survive, the Abyssal White Dragon had no choice but to become a living spirit bound to a small plane beneath White Dragon Lake.]

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[Obtainable Spirit Skill: Light Dragon King's Judgement Claw Strike (30%), Darkness Dragon King's Demonic Tailwhip (30%), Chaos Twilight Beam Breath (20%), Light and Darkness Affinity (10%), Abyssal Yin-Yang Eyes (5%), Soul Possession (2.5%), Abyssal Yin-Yang Transformation (1.5%), True Golden Blood (0.45%), True Silver Blood (0.45%), Dragon God's Freezing Gaze (0.1%)]

[Weakness 1: While Abyssal White Dragon is a pure-blooded true dragon and has cultivated to the 690,000-year-old realm, it has become a living spirit due to extreme physical injury, meaning it has no physical body and could only survive by sealing its cultivation and possessing another body. It has severe weakness against spiritual and soul-based attacks.

Weakness 2: Abyssal White Dragon survived to this day because it luckily hid in a small plane that prevented its soul from dissipating, severing the connection between the two will cause immense damage

Weakness 3: Abyssal White Dragon was inflicted with a lightning attack of Divine Level, using a similar attribute, even if it was weaker, will cause immense damage.]

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"..." Han Yuan. He doesn't know what to say.

This Abyssal White Dragon is really unlucky.

Or Han Yuan was too lucky.

Han Yuan wondered this for the first time. After reincarnating twice, Han Yuan's luck has been fantastic, starting from a burial ground full of spirit bones, god's inheritances, and this.

At first, he doubted it. Yet, it seemed Han Yuan's protagonist's luck wasn't disappearing just because Tang San took his body.

No, he might have better luck than supposed because he prevented Tang San from even getting his destined encounter, whether it was Yin-Yang Ice Fire Well, or Blue Silver Emperor's awakening.

Faced with the Abyssal White Dragon, Han Yuan was a bit nervous for once, but now?

Han Yuan was grateful for the Eyes of Truth he possessed. In addition to that, he possessed the Immortal Legacy, which focused on the soul, as well as the god's inheritance that included divine-level lightning techniques.

And let's not forget that he also had his own version of the White Tiger's Lightning Degree. That Profound Art is coming from a world that is many times stronger than the Douluo Universe.

So, the Abyssal White Dragon is pretty much fucked!

Han Yuan couldn't help but curve his lips, 'Heh, I didn't expect to find such a chance here.'

Honestly, Han Yuan hasn't explored the Douluo Continent much in the last three years. But once he did, he would encounter many lucky encounters that would increase his strength by a leap.

Even then, Han Yuan must admit this chance was a bit tasteless for him as he got a bit too spoiled by the Task Master System's rewards.

'But I will take it!' Han Yuan glanced at Qian Renxue. 'Hehe, it's better than nothing.'

"We cannot just stay here. Let's explore the mist a little."

"Hold my hand, so we don't get separated."

Qian Renxue was stunned by Han Yuan's bluntness and stared at his right hand, blushing slightly. "O-Okay!"

Then, they marched forward while holding each other's hands tightly, and Qian Renxue clutched Han Yuan's hand like a clamp, fearing they would get separated in this thick, white mist.

Qian Renxue felt Han Yuan's big, warm hand and murmured, 'His hand is much bigger than mine. And it's more comfortable than I thought...'

"Did you say something?" Han Yuan suddenly asked.

Qian Renxue hurriedly looked away, avoiding Han Yuan's gaze, feeling somewhat shy for some reason. "N-Nothing!"

"Don't lower your guard down, Han Yuan!"

'Whose hand is sweaty here? I should be the one asking that question!' Han Yuan was speechless. He shook his head helplessly and then looked out for Abyssal White Dragon's attack.