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She sniffed him like a puppy, her little eyebrows gradually furrowing.
“There’s definitely a bloody smell. I just came back from the forest.” Dongfang Jing didn’t understand.
Smell it? What kind of operation is that?
The girl shook her head, her face serious: "No, I smelled a fragrance... um... I can't quite put my finger on it."
She looked up, her eyes filled with suspicion: "Did you go somewhere else just now, brother?"
"What? I didn't go anywhere?" Dongfang Jing looked down and sniffed himself. "Where's the fragrance? I can't smell anything."
Dongfang Yao thought and thought, but still didn't know how to describe it.
She then pushed him toward the bathroom, saying, "Brother, take a shower first, and Yao'er will scrub your back for you."
The bathroom was filled with steam.
Dongfang Yao knelt behind Dongfang Jing, vigorously rubbing his back while chattering away.
"Brother, what level is your soul power?"
"Hmm," the boy closed his eyes and carefully sensed, "Level 25."
Upon hearing this, the girl paused, her eyebrows furrowing again.
With a serious expression, he leaned forward and stared at his profile: "You didn't absorb a ten-thousand-year soul ring this time, did you?"
"Haha! I'm crazy, I'll absorb ten thousand years!" Dongfang Jing was amused by his sister's grown-up appearance. "Don't worry, my second soul ring has a lifespan of two thousand years. I'm not trying to be brave this time."
"Oh," the little girl said, slightly relieved, then asked, "How did you manage to break through so much all at once?"
“Normally, a Soul Master’s second ring is a hundred years old, but I’ve broken the norm. The boost from a thousand-year Soul Ring is much greater than that from a hundred-year Soul Ring,” Dongfang Jing explained patiently.
At the same time, with a slight thought, he quietly activated his eyeball soul bone.
He turned his head to let the little girl see his eyes, which were slightly shimmering.
"Secondly, I was lucky. This soul beast dropped a piece of soul bone for me, and after absorbing it, my soul power broke through another level."
But I feel that this soul bone hasn't fully fused with me yet. I estimate that once it's fully fused, my soul power will increase even further!
Upon hearing this, Dongfang Yao was once again so shocked that her mouth dropped open.
How come her brother always manages to do something unexpected every time he goes out?
But why is this soul bone an eyeball? Does that mean eyes are considered bones?
She couldn't figure it out, so she simply stopped thinking about it.
Anyway, it's good that my brother is safe and sound.
The girl smiled, her heart filled with pride.
Just then, she saw her brother's second spirit ring light up.
His gentle voice reached my ears: "Let me show you my second soul skill—Mirror Image Imitation."
Looking at his younger sister behind him, who was both curious and slightly nervous, Dongfang Jing reached out and gently patted her head.
"Yao'er, stand still and don't be afraid." His voice was still gentle. "No matter what you see later, don't be afraid. It's all your brother's new soul skill."
The little girl nodded emphatically, her big eyes blinking expectantly.
Dongfang Jing's eyes narrowed, and his soul power surged.
In an instant, the tiny mirror fragments floating around him were drawn by him and, as if summoned, all rushed toward Dongfang Yao!
They didn't crash or cut; instead, they covered every inch of her surroundings with incredible speed and precision.
Flying up and down, a dazzling display of light and shadow.
Almost in the blink of an eye, countless lenses were seamlessly pieced together, completely enveloping Dongfang Yao.
This forms a "mirror person" whose body shape and outline are identical to hers, and whose entire body is made of broken mirror surfaces.
It reflects dazzling, shimmering light under the bathroom lights.
Dongfang Yao, who was wrapped inside, was slightly taken aback. She looked down at herself with curiosity and even carefully raised her hand to touch herself.
It feels cool and smooth to the touch.
Even though her vision was completely obstructed by the lenses, it was not.
You can still clearly see your brother's deep purple eyes, which are smiling.
"Okay."
Dongfang Jing spoke calmly, casually raising his right hand.
Under his control, the "Mirror Man" suddenly disintegrated!
The lenses peeled off Dongfang Yao's body like a tide, but did not fall apart.
Instead, it slid rapidly toward the open space to the side, maintaining a roughly human-shaped outline throughout the process.
The next second, all the lenses reassembled and reshaped in an instant.
With a flash of light, a "copy" that was exactly the same as Dongfang Yao in figure, hairstyle, and even the bewildered expression on her face stood quietly to the side.
To outsiders, they looked like twin sisters.
To be honest, this is the first time the young author has been signed.
There are many experienced players ahead of me, so I'm quite worried about whether my attempt to push through will allow me to advance.
Thank you again for reading, commenting, recommending, and voting!
Amitabha Buddha, please bless me so I can definitely advance!
Chapter 24 Second Soul Skill
The bathroom was filled with steam, and the mirror was covered with a thin mist.
Dongfang Jing's soul power circulated around him as he explained softly:
"My second soul skill, 'Mirror Image Imitation,' can create a mirror image clone. If it copies someone else, the clone can use the other person's soul skills, but the power is only about 20%."
The purple spirit ring beneath his feet lit up again, surrounded by shattered mirrors that reflected a mesmerizing light.
“This soul skill also has limitations,” he added, lightly tapping a piece of shattered mirror floating in the air with his finger. “To copy someone, you must completely envelop them with the mirror, just like before.”
As he spoke, he gathered his soul power in his palm and directed it to the empty space on the left.
The shattered mirrors floating around him immediately surged together and quickly combined to form another "Oriental Mirror".
The four "people" squeezed into the bathroom, making it feel incredibly crowded.
The warm, steamy air seemed to carry an air of mystery.
“If I were to replicate myself, there would be no need for such a complicated process,” Dongfang Jing continued. “The clone possesses fifty percent of my original body’s strength. Moreover, because it is essentially a mirror image of me, therefore…”
Before he finished speaking, his figure swayed slightly.
It overlapped and intertwined with the clone, their positions instantly swapped, without a sound!
The whole process was as smooth as flowing water!
Dongfang Yao covered her mouth in surprise, her eyelashes fluttering slightly. She looked at her "clone" brother on the left, then at her "mirror image" brother on the right, and then at her original self beside her...
It's exactly the same!
If she hadn't known about her brother's abilities beforehand, she would have had no way of discerning them!
These three "older brothers" even breathe at the same frequency.
Seeing her breathing rapidly and her face tense, Dongfang Jing couldn't help but chuckle and reached out to ruffle her hair: "Having an extra mirror image can indeed make the battle more flexible and give you more room to maneuver."
He waved his hand, dispersing his mirror image. The shattered mirror fragments vanished into the air like stardust. He then said, "But the consumption is also considerable. Each mirror image I create consumes a significant amount of soul power. Moreover, when copying others, I can only copy those with lower soul power than me."
"Even so, my brother is still amazing! x2"
Dongfang Yao: "?"
She turned her head sharply and saw that her clone was still standing there, and even spoke. Her face turned pale, as if she had seen a ghost.
I instinctively took a half step back and bumped into the edge of the bathtub behind me.
"Brother, brother... she, she can talk?" she stammered, her fingers trembling slightly as she pointed to the mirror image that was identical to herself.
Dongfang Jing nodded. Although he already knew the effects of the soul skill, he was still amazed by this perfect replica.
A thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.
"As expected of a 'mirror copy'... Not only is the appearance identical, but even the voice, temperament, and memories can be perfectly reproduced..." he muttered to himself, his eyes gleaming with purple light, unable to hide his excitement.
This Mirror Beast actually granted him such an incredible soul skill!
Thinking of testing it out, he waved to his sister's mirror image.
As expected, the other party obediently walked over, stood still and waited, with gentle eyes, just like the real Dongfang Yao.
It seems that as the caster, he has complete control over everything about the clone.
"What's your name? Who are you to me?" he asked tentatively.
The mirror image obediently replied in a clear voice, "My name is Dongfang Yao, and I am your sister."
The tone of voice, expression, and even the slight tilt of the head are exactly the same as the original.
"And who is standing next to you?"
The mirror image turned its head and glanced at her, frowning slightly: "Isn't she the clone of Yao'er that my brother created with his soul skill? Why hasn't she dissipated yet?"
The real Dongfang Yao, standing to the side, pointed at herself, looking completely bewildered.
The mirror image ignored her, gazing only at the Eastern Mirror with a longing look: "Brother, sit still, I haven't finished rubbing your back yet~ Yao'er will continue rubbing you, and you can rub Yao'er's back in a bit~"
He then went to get a bath towel.
Dongfang Jing couldn't help but chuckle. The test was no longer necessary; apart from not bleeding, this mirror image was practically identical to his obedient younger sister.
He gently patted the mirror image's head, dispelling the soul skill, and the shattered mirror vanished silently.
If they don't take it back, the small gas cylinder next to it might explode.
"My dear Yao'er," he said softly, turning to his sullen sister, "would you still help your brother rub his back?"