Douluo Continent: I can nurture soul beasts and even perform super evolution.

Chapter 177 Su Wen: Find the giant white worm and refine it in an instant!
"Junior Brother Yuhao, you're up so early today?"

Zi Mu watched Huo Yuhao pack up his knives and said with a surprised expression, "This Scroll King is able to win Teacher Xuan's favor, which is inseparable from his self-torture-like cultivation. He goes out early and returns late almost every day, immersing himself in the laboratory."

It is said that Yuhao is now able to carve the core of a level six soul guidance array, and his progress is nothing short of miraculous.

Even he, a level 5 Soul Master, was quite amazed.

"Yes, Senior Zimu, I had something to do today..." Huo Yuhao forced a smile, hurriedly packed up, and left in a hurry.

In the empty corridor.

Huo Yuhao's expression gradually darkened.

"Brother Tianmeng, where did Su Wen go? He's been missing for days, and even Teacher Xuan doesn't know. Those useless guys at the branch are really something. We told them to wait patiently for my news, but they insisted on calling me back to tell me about some changes. We couldn't send a message by carrier pigeon, because if we alerted Su Wen and he found out... wouldn't everything be for nothing?"

"Hard to say."

The Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm emerged from its sea of ​​consciousness, shook its head, and a hint of suspicion flashed in its small eyes.

"But for some reason, I always have a bad feeling..."

"An ominous premonition?"

Huo Yuhao raised an eyebrow. "Could it be that Su Wen already knew about this and wouldn't take the bait?"

"It's hard to say." Tianmeng Bingcan frowned.

The feeling was fleeting and indistinct.

"Alright, let's finish this quickly so we can go back sooner." Huo Yuhao's eyebrows relaxed. "I was planning to try and get the Level 7 Soul Master badge as soon as possible."

"Teacher Fanyu?"

Huo Yuhao heard someone calling his name, and looked up in surprise, a complex expression flashing in his eyes.

"Finally, I've caught you, kid. Mingde Hall won't let teachers in, so I can only wait for you outside every day." Fan Yu looked the student up and down, a hint of guilt flashing in his eyes.

"I was unable to protect myself in what happened back then, I am truly sorry..."

"It's not your fault! Blame Su Wen!"

Huo Yuhao gritted his teeth and said.

"It's a real shame you didn't kill him with a single shot."

"Sigh." Fan Yu sighed softly.

"But I've finally made it through. Those old fogies from Shrek Academy actually dared to let me lead the team. Hmph, aren't they afraid I'll sell Shrek Academy outright?"

"Teacher Zhou Yi, she..." Huo Yuhao said in surprise.

“I brought her along too.” Fan Yu revealed a cold smile.

"Your master's wife is in a vegetative state. Before I left, I hired a caregiver who is actually a mercenary skilled in disguise. Although she is only at the Soul Emperor level, she is an expert in stealth. Not long ago, I secretly put her in a box and took her out of the outer courtyard. She just arrived in Mingdu yesterday."

“But…” Huo Yuhao hesitated.

"Don't worry, I've already contacted Jing Hongchen. He said he would protect me. Besides, when I left, the people from Shrek Academy who were spying on your teacher's wife gradually withdrew, which loosened their grip considerably. Even if the people from Shrek Academy do discover this, I can turn the tables on them." Fan Yu snorted coldly.

"But what about those Shrek disciples who graduated long ago..." Huo Yuhao remained silent.

Over the years, he has also learned a lot.

Zhou Yi's actions back then not only ruined many righteous disciples, but he even found several "fellow disciples" within the Holy Spirit Cult. They were all taught by Zhou Yi and, after being ruined, fell into the demonic path. It was truly a hellish joke...

"This is the Sun Moon Empire. Those guys from the original continent can't find their way here. Let's not talk about that, Yuhao." Fan Yu forced a smile: "How have you been lately? You haven't been bullied in the Sun Moon Empire, have you..."

"No."

Huo Yuhao shook his head.

He wanted to remind Fan Yu that there were several fellow disciples in the Holy Spirit Cult who hated Zhou Yi to the core, but this would easily expose his identity in the Holy Spirit Cult. He didn't want Fan Yu to know about this for the time being, so he changed the subject.

……

A branch altar of the sacred altar.

Huo Yuhao, dressed in a black robe, moved mysteriously. Under the cover of night, he arrived at a relatively secluded courtyard, knocked on the door, and a young man inside, also dressed in a black robe, made a gesture.

Huo Yuhao remained indifferent and tossed him a completely black plaque.

"Quasi Holy Son..."

The young man's expression changed drastically when he saw the sign. He respectfully wiped it clean and handed it to Huo Yuhao, muttering something under his breath.

"The Holy Emperor has a long life, and the Saint's celestial figure remains forever."

His tone became obsequious: "Your Holiness, do you wish to see the Great Holy Spirit? Please follow me."

Huo Yuhao nodded slightly, while the young man gestured for him to proceed.

The courtyard was no different from an ordinary family home, and could not even be considered luxurious. After passing through a mechanism, one entered a secret passage and walked down into the ground. The view gradually opened up, revealing the grandeur of one of the largest branch altars of the Holy Spirit Sect.

"Why didn't your Great Holy Spirit come out to greet us personally?" Huo Yuhao asked, frowning.

It wasn't that he was putting on airs, but rather that he was simply a little surprised. After all, every time he came in person, that guy would either be waiting at the door or here, with a very humble attitude. Today's scene was indeed a bit strange.

"The Holy Spirit only instructed me to deliver a message to you; I know nothing else..." the young man said hastily, his face pale.

"..."

Huo Yuhao narrowed his eyes slightly.

The further I went, the more I felt something was wrong.

Suddenly, he remembered something: "When your Holy Spirit gave you the letter, did you see Him with your own eyes?"

“No…” The young man pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said, “The Great Holy Spirit threw the envelope out of the jar and ordered us to deliver the letter immediately without error, as if he never appeared in the middle of the journey.”

"..."

Huo Yuhao was stunned. A huge fear enveloped him. The dark tunnel, which he had long been accustomed to, suddenly became cold and damp.

A chill ran straight up from the soles of my feet to the top of my head.

My back was soaked with cold sweat.

Internal strife within the sect? Yan Feng made the first move?
Or is it that the Great Holy Spirit has betrayed us? No…

Could it be...

Thinking of the last possibility, Huo Yuhao stopped and said calmly to the young man, "Oh right, there's something else outside. I forgot to bring the Great Holy Spirit. I'll go get it myself." "Uh..." As the young man was stunned, Huo Yuhao forced himself to remain calm and turned around, but his steps quickened.

"Go! Go now!!!"

And in the sea of ​​the spirit.

Tianmeng's voice was filled with hysterical terror.

It was tugging at Huo Yuhao's last nerve that was about to snap.

"Junior Yuhao?"

From the depths of the dark corridor, a nonchalant, mocking voice suddenly rang out.

Then, one by one, the dim lights on both sides were lit up, and the dazzling lights made the entire dark and damp corridor bright and open.

Huo Yuhao paused, his back to the source of the voice, his steps heavy as if filled with lead.

He never imagined that Su Wen would see him again in this way...

"Who, who are you?!"

The young man's voice trembled.

He saw the passageway gate open, and a young man dressed in the uniform of the Sun Moon Empire's Royal Soul Guidance Academy stood leisurely in the center of the altar inside the gate at the end of the passageway, gazing at the two of them from afar.

What was even more terrifying was that the altar was piled high with corpses, all of whom were powerful figures from the Holy Spirit Cult's branch altars! They were all like holy spirits, and the two at the very top were especially horrifying. Their white robes, with silver patterns outlined at the edges, made him tremble and utter six words.

"The Great...Holy Spirit?"

"Two Holy Spirits?!"

The once all-powerful and formidable Great Holy Spirit, whom even some high-ranking generals of the Sun and Moon Empire treated with deference, was now like a dead dog, blood streaming from his seven orifices, staring in terror at the scene before him, his body stiff, clearly dying with his eyes wide open...

Look at the mountain of experts in the forum.

Looking again at the handsome young man standing leisurely atop the mountain of corpses, whose sleeves were not even stained, a strange and insane feeling spread through my heart.

The young man roared like a madman and charged wildly outside.

Huo Yuhao kept his head down and didn't move.

Soon, a shrill wail came from outside the corridor ahead, and then silence fell.

This scene horrified him, and his legs trembled uncontrollably.

Turn around slowly.

It was still that same smiling face, always appearing carefree and at ease, no matter when or where.

If it's a companion, it might be a rare moment of comfort and relaxation; with him there, everything will be taken care of.

But now they are enemies.

For the first time, Huo Yuhao felt an extreme sense of pressure from Su Wen.

It made him breathless.

Having been in the Holy Spirit Cult for so many years and killed so many people, even the Cult Leader and the Supreme Elder, who held the highest position, did not possess the same oppressive aura emanating from Su Wen.

"Any last words?"

Su Wen said with a smile.

"..."

"Can you help me get revenge?" Huo Yuhao asked, his voice tinged with pleading.

"The White Tiger Duke?" Su Wen raised an eyebrow.

"If you can help me get revenge, I'm willing to give everything! Including the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm!" Huo Yuhao's pupils widened as he gritted his teeth and said.

"Yuhao... what are you doing?!" Tianmeng Ice Silkworm exclaimed in shock and anger.

"Brother Tianmeng, I have to thank you." Huo Yuhao revealed a mocking tone, raised his head and showed a hint of reminiscence: "If it weren't for you, I probably wouldn't have been qualified to take revenge on that man. You gave me talent and the opportunity to defy fate."

"But the reason I was able to come to the Holy Spirit Cult is because of you..."

"..."

"I can give you everything I have. As for the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm, whether you devour it or imprison it in the Sea of ​​Spirit, it's none of my business," Huo Yuhao said with relief.

"Kill you, and it will be mine too."

Su Wen chuckled.

“I can help you imprison it… squeeze out its maximum value.” Huo Yuhao’s eyes were unwavering.

In the sea of ​​spirits, there were Tianmeng Bingcan's insults and angry accusations.

But Huo Yuhao remained unmoved.

He just stared straight at Su Wen.

"I won't avenge you." Su Wen shook his head.

"But perhaps..."

"Some people will."

Huo Yuhao's pupils shrank: "Who?!"

Su Wen smiled and said, "Oranges."

"Since there are no last words, then may you rest in peace..."

Su Wen's hand, as if in a spirit state, probed into Huo Yuhao's mind and tore out a large, white worm.

"I can give you..."

Before Tianmeng could even speak in alarm...

It was refined in an instant.

Watching Huo Yuhao collapse with a thud, gradually losing his life, Su Wen shook his head.

(End of this chapter)