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After a brief round of introductions—
Huo Yuhao came to accept this "absurd" reality: a million-year soul beast had willingly offered itself to him. Yet right beside where the baboon had died, a simple ten-year soul ring floated—the contrast was jarring.
"Your constitution is too weak… Fine. It was hard enough to find a compatible spiritual-type soul master. I'll just have to forcibly compress my own strength," Tianmeng said.
As it spoke, it guided Huo Yuhao to lift his head. The massive silkworm lowered its body, its head touching Huo Yuhao's forehead. In an instant, its spiritual power, which spanned hundreds of kilometers, contracted and poured into the youth's frail body.
"ROAR!!!"
At that same moment, several furious roars echoed from the core of the Star Dou Great Forest. But the Skydream Iceworm vanished so swiftly that the other beasts could not pinpoint its location. The Star Dou Great Forest was simply too vast to find anything so quickly.
Buzz...
The sky suddenly changed color.
A mass of pitch-black consciousness seemed to sense the intense energy fluctuations and began to drift over, but in the next second…
"Hm?" The black mist let out a sound of surprise.
Then, it abruptly changed direction and departed.
…
"Hahahaha, fantastic! No one can ever drain this Lord Tianmeng again!" The Skydream Iceworm swam joyfully through Huo Yuhao's spiritual sea, having finally escaped its pursuers.
"Wait a second…"
Now that the immediate danger had passed, Tianmeng suddenly froze.
"WHERE IS MY COCOON?!"
It scanned the place where its physical body had been. Aside from a large crack in the ground, there was nothing left.
Even its spiritual connection to the cocoon had been completely severed.
"What… what is a cocoon?" Seeing the Skydream Iceworm's frantic rage, Huo Yuhao couldn't help but ask in a small voice.
"I just sealed my spiritual origin into your body. The cocoon is my outer shell—a form condensed from a portion of my spiritual essence. It's extremely important! The energy it contains is a full half of my total power!" The Skydream Iceworm sighed with exasperation as Huo Yuhao still looked confused.
"It's enough energy to raise a soul master from Rank 10 all the way to a Super Douluo!"
"What?!" Huo Yuhao was dumbfounded.
He had never imagined the Skydream Iceworm's power was so immense.
A Titled Douluo… even that man had never reached such a level.
"Damn it, damn it! Which son of a bitch stole my cocoon?!" Tianmeng raged helplessly.
"Brother Tianmeng… half is still a lot, right?" Huo Yuhao offered weakly.
"Look at you, so pathetic!" Tianmeng snapped, full of disappointment.
"…"
Meanwhile—
A smirk curled Su Wen's lips.
A bountiful harvest.
Fleecing Tianmeng was truly satisfying. This single cocoon contained enough energy to sustain his three soul beasts until they reached the 100,000-year level. (Even though Tianmeng had been drained dry, breaking through to a million years had caused its spiritual origin to surge—like a complete stat refresh.)
Of course, there was something even more important…
Within his spiritual sea—
A mass of black mist floated beside three spirit orbs. From it, the faint, aged figure of a man emerged. He glanced curiously at the intricately structured, deep purple spirit orbs.
"What are these things?" the old man murmured in awe.
"Such masterful craftsmanship… Even I cannot fully comprehend the formations embedded within them."
"Senior."
Su Wen's consciousness appeared in the spiritual sea, a faint smile on his face.
"My apologies, young man. I'm afraid I must take up residence here for a while. I will leave once my consciousness has recovered a bit," Electrolux said, a hint of apology in his tone.
Su Wen nodded.
It was a shame he only had three spirit orbs—otherwise, he might have cleared out a space for Elder Yi.
Still, they were neighbors now. Perhaps Elder Yi would even visit Little Jin and the others from time to time.
The old figure dissipated, returning to its form as a black mist, floating gently alongside the spirit orbs.
…
"Hey! Isn't that the boy from before?!" Tang Ya cried out in surprise.
"…"
Bei Bei frowned and strode over quickly.
He saw the youth lying unconscious on the ground, not far from the cold corpse of a Wind Baboon. Realization dawned in his eyes. He exchanged a glance with Su Wen, said a few words to comfort Tang Ya, and then fell silent.
Tang Ya anxiously checked on Huo Yuhao.
Su Wen nodded slightly. Tang Ya was a bit foolish—she and Wu Feng could be called the "Two Idiots of Shrek"—but her heart was undoubtedly kind.
He glanced at the sleeping Huo Yuhao. The kid was probably still in his spiritual sea, listening to Tianmeng boast about its "glorious past"...
The most useless million-year soul beast… the title was well-earned.
"Big Sis Tang Ya?"
Huo Yuhao stirred and woke up.
He looked around in a daze.
Bei Bei, Su Wen, and the princess-like Ning Tian were all there.
"Sorry… I just… hunted my first soul ring," Huo Yuhao said with a touch of embarrassment.
"A ten-year soul ring?" Tang Ya sighed. "What a pity. If you had said something earlier, your Senior Brother Bei Bei could have helped you get a hundred-year one at least."
"It's fine. Ten years is good, too." Huo Yuhao was still basking in the glow of the grand future Tianmeng had painted for him, his smile filled with newfound confidence. A million-year soul ring was a treasure unheard of. His chances of avenging his mother had just grown significantly…
"Do you want to join the Tang Sect?" Tang Ya asked with a bright smile.
"The Tang Sect?" Huo Yuhao asked, puzzled.
"That's right! The Tang Sect has a legacy of ten thousand years, founded personally by our ancestor, Tang San. Although it has fallen on hard times… ahem, and it's just me and Bei Bei now, its secret techniques, hidden weapons, and cultivation methods are treasures that are impossible to find in the outside world!" Tang Ya declared proudly.
"And I am the current Sect Master—Tang Ya!"
"Can you call it a sect with only two people?" Wu Feng crossed her arms, a flicker of contempt in her eyes.
She had an arrogant and rebellious personality. To her, this scene of two nobodies hitting it off was laughable. One was an eleven-year-old who had just obtained his first soul ring—a measly ten-year one. The other was the sect master of a decrepit, two-person sect—a fifteen-year-old Soul Grandmaster. She had only managed to hold her tongue this long out of respect for Su Wen and Ning Tian.
(Note from original text: In the original novel, Wu Feng is fiery-tempered. As a handmaiden from a prestigious clan, she's arrogant and has high standards. While the protagonist kept her in check, her true nature was revealed when dealing with others.)
"I've had enough of you!" Tang Ya clenched her fists, her face red with anger.
"Hmph, a fifteen-year-old and you're only—" Wu Feng snorted, but before she could finish, she was cut off.
"Wu Feng."
Su Wen shot her a simple, calm glance.
The girl turned her head away and fell silent.
"My apologies. That's just her personality." Su Wen smiled apologetically.
He gestured for them to continue, as if to say, Go on with your recruitment and recommendation letters. Don't let Huo Gua miss his chance to get into Shrek Academy because of Wu Feng.
Bei Bei gently restrained the indignant Tang Ya and gave a slight nod.
Pouting, Tang Ya officially brought Huo Yuhao into her fold. Bei Bei began to instruct him in the Mysterious Heaven Technique, Purple Demon Eye, and other Tang Sect methods, while Tang Ya offered words of encouragement, painting a grand picture for him—striving to reach the rank of Soul Elder before the age of twenty.
Meanwhile, Su Wen tactfully led Ning Tian and Wu Feng away. He had no interest in the Mysterious Jade Hand, Mysterious Heaven Technique, or any other skills of the Tang Sect.
(End of Chapter)