Tianmeng Ice Silkworm and Golden Tortoise couldn't help but explain to Xue Di their relationship with the planet's will.
Xue Di's sky-blue eyes were filled with shock; she had been shocked countless times that day.
"You're saying our world actually has a plane consciousness?" "
However, Tang San, the Sea God who ascended ten thousand years ago, is a scoundrel who wants to seize control of that plane consciousness."
"You're the saviors of that plane consciousness, and Yuhao has a particularly good relationship with it?"
Tianmeng sat cross-legged on the golden tortoise shell, a confident smile playing on her lips.
"Of course! Mom loves our group the most."
"We've really struck gold in the Far North this time!"
"As long as Yuhao tells Mom, the tribulations the soul beasts in the Far North will suffer in the future will be reduced by 30%! There's no doubt about that!"
"Because that's a blessing from the planet!"
"However, Mom also said that the tribulations of soul beasts are a restriction set up by some powerful being, and they can't be bypassed; the soul beasts have to endure it themselves."
"Reducing the power of the tribulations is already the limit Mom can do."
Xue Di shook her head, her sky-blue eyes flashing with excitement, and said to Huo Yuhao,
"Reducing the power of the tribulations by 30% is already the greatest blessing for soul beasts."
"If my seven hundred thousand-year tribulation can be reduced by 30%, I'm extremely confident I can overcome it."
"Many soul beasts might fall victim to those 30%."
"Thank you!"
At this moment, Xue Di was completely convinced that the Far North would reach a new peak under Huo Yuhao's leadership!
No soul beast could refuse such a gift!
She believed that once the news spread, the Sea Princess clan in the icy sea next to the Far North would definitely join the Far North as a whole.
Many other ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts from other gathering places would also try their best to come to the Far North.
Our Far North is truly thriving!
With the conversation in the Sea of Spirit temporarily concluded, Huo Yuhao followed Su Tong back to the courtyard house.
In the living room, Huo Yuhao called out to Su Tong,
"Here, this is for you."
Huo Yuhao took out a red crystal ball from the spatial vortex; the crystal ball was densely covered with extremely complex core magic arrays.
This was his exclusive level-nine soul tool, found in the level-nine soul master's workshop.
Tianmeng Ice Silkworm used its Spirit Domain Realm spiritual power to erase the identity information left on it.
It also learned the specific usage and effects of this soul tool.
This was a sealing soul tool completely different from the Conferred God Platform.
As long as soul power was injected, this level-nine soul tool would unfold a domain with extremely unique sealing properties!
Simply put, its effect was to seal the soul power of enemies within the domain, then call upon that soul power to rebel within their bodies,
causing them to kill themselves.
It was a very interesting soul tool, and Huo Yuhao had already recorded its core magic array in Tianmeng Ice Silkworm's database.
He could study it in the future and then replicate and improve it using alchemy.
When he obtained this level-nine soul tool, he planned to give it to Su Tong.
The most valuable core magic array of this soul tool was already in the database.
The physical object was of no use to Huo Yuhao; it was better for Su Tong to play with.
Su Tong took the red crystal ball, looking at the intricate magic array on it with a puzzled expression. Her icy blue eyes gazed at her teacher.
"What's this?"
Huo Yuhao poured two cups of tea, handing her one.
"A level nine soul tool I seized from that level nine soul master."
"After use, it can generate a domain, sealing the soul power of enemies within it, and also manipulating their soul power to attack itself."
"Your level fifty-five soul power is enough to activate this level nine soul tool."
"However, the effect might be a little weaker. It's still quite good for self-defense in case of danger."
Hearing that it was a level nine soul tool, Su Tong's hand trembled, almost dropping the red crystal ball.
"A level nine soul tool!"
"Too precious! Teacher, I can't accept it! You keep it for yourself!"
Su Tong was also a Soul King, so she knew the value of a level nine soul tool.
In the Douluo Three Kingdoms, you simply couldn't find a level nine soul tool! Truly priceless!
Huo Yuhao raised an eyebrow and said to her,
"Heh, its master was killed by me in two strikes, so this soul tool is useless to me."
"Consider it an apology for forgetting you."
"Also, the three pieces of Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Ice Marrow I gave you last time are far more valuable than this level nine soul tool."
"Take it."
Hearing her teacher's firm tone, Su Tong accepted the level nine soul tool and carefully placed it into her storage soul tool.
"Thank you, teacher!"
Looking at her obedient appearance, Huo Yuhao smiled gently, ruffled her hair, and said,
"Since you've become my disciple, I definitely won't let you lose to anyone in terms of resources!"
"Otherwise, it'll be embarrassing to say it out loud!"
"When you break through to Soul Emperor, I'll get you a suitable immortal herb."
"And don't worry about your soul bones and soul rings."
"Your teacher knows the Lord of the Far North, so getting you a full set of high-grade soul bones is no problem at all!"
"I'll find a way to get your future soul rings to be 100,000 years old!"
"As my disciple, it's embarrassing to go out without a few 100,000-year soul rings!"
"There are plenty of suitable soul beasts in the sea!"
Su Tong was dumbfounded. She recognized every word, but put them together, she couldn't understand.
Her teacher seemed to be an incredibly important figure.
Huo Yuhao's current appearance was just like the expensive adoptive father in the movie "Magnetic Field"!
Actually, it wasn't that different; Su Tong did indeed have a biological father, but he was already dead.
As night fell, the stars in the sky were swallowed by the heavy snow, and only the howling wind carried messages from afar.
The heavy snow fell all night and finally stopped at dawn the next day.
The warm jade paving in the courtyard worked, preventing snow from accumulating in the courtyard. Outside, many people were clearing the snow from their doorsteps, and there were sounds of children playing in the snow.
This was a typical morning in Dragon City.
Huo Yuhao had dressed in his classic outfit in the living room and was about to leave when Su Tong emerged from her room, rubbing her eyes.
She wore a snowman-themed pajama set, exquisitely crafted, and flawlessly made, with fluffy slippers on her feet. She approached Huo Yuhao and asked,
"Where are you going, Teacher?"
Huo Yuhao straightened his black trench coat and said,
"There's still one evil spirit master I haven't dealt with. I'm going to kill him!"
Su Tong's cool voice betrayed her worry.
"Your martial spirit…"
"Won't it be dangerous?"
Huo Yuhao smiled and said,
"My martial spirit has recovered. Look, I'm not even wearing my glasses anymore."
"Besides, it's just a level 91 evil spirit master. You can cook lunch, and I can come back and eat it while it's hot!"
Su Tong nodded, unconditionally trusting her master was a disciple's duty.
She took a few steps back and said,
"Then I'll go prepare the ingredients."
After Su Tong left, Huo Yuhao activated his Divine Might and headed towards the western ferry crossing of Dragon City.
"Ten Thousand Souls Douluo, I've come to kill you!"
…
At this moment, in a village near the western ferry crossing…
A gaunt old man surveyed the village, his hand gripping the head of a young man.
The young man's body dragged across the ground, the rolling of mud and stones making the kneeling villagers afraid to look up.
This young man was a Soul Master who had recently returned to the village, possessing the strength of a Soul Venerable, and was studying at the Imperial Academy.
At this moment, he twitched like a corpse in the old man's hand.
"Hehehe, boring."
"A bunch of trash who don't even deserve to be vengeful spirits, and they can't even provide any amusement?"
The old man looked at the villagers who dared not resist, feeling utterly bored.
"Tsk, why hasn't that man in the white coat arrived yet?!"
"I've almost slaughtered all the surrounding villages."
"Not a bit of fun!"
"After searching for so long, I only found ten qualified vengeful spirits!"
In a fit of rage, the old man crushed the young man's head, then extracted his soul and merged it into his Martial Soul, the Myriad Souls Coil.
Then, he looked at the trembling villagers, his chilling voice making them feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.
"I don't like the eleven-draw kill. I'll change one word."
"Eleven-draw live."
"Let's start with you."
The old man's bloodless fingers pointed to ten people, preparing to kill nine of them.
"Hey, you stinking idiot."
"Pretty arrogant, huh?!"
A spatial vortex appeared behind him, a giant dragon made of black flames swirling around him.
The Ten Thousand Souls Douluo felt an extreme heat.
He retreated explosively, his turbid gray eyes looking at Huo Yuhao and saying:
"Who?!"
Huo Yuhao coldly replied:
"The one who will kill you."
(End of Chapter)
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