Douluo Continent: Angel Saint Huo Yuhao

Chapter 144 Funeral
As if sensing Huo Yuhao's probing, Mu En cast his gaze from afar, smiled, and nodded at him.

"Director Lin, may we visit freely?"

Huo Yuhao tried his best to control his distorted expression and looked back at Lin Jiayi, who had moved closer.

"Oh? Of course!"

Lin Jiayi, slightly annoyed by being cut off beforehand, still gestured forward: "We are now in the public research field, which has a total of five thousand experimental tables set up here."

"As for the darkened areas in the distance, it's just that the soul lamps have run out of power because no one has been there for a long time. Interested students can try lighting up a few areas to see how the experimental table feels."

"Thank you."

Huo Yuhao walked with a tense expression to the depths of the venue, stopping at the edge of a darkened area. He casually activated the experimental table in front of him, and the simulated soul skill immediately covered a five-meter radius around it.

The very next second, a pitch-black crack appeared beside Huo Yuhao, emanating a terrifying and destructive wave.

However, under the suppression of a layer of golden soul power, the crack maintained its shape and released a vast spiritual wave that subtly distorted the surrounding scenery.

'This effect is almost like a skill simulation!'

Huo Yuhao's pupils contracted slightly.

Although it only approaches the level of simulation skills in terms of concealing one's presence and disguise, this technique can still be considered master-level...

Ordinary people are completely clueless about shaping with their mental power, let alone using their mental power to modify the surrounding scenery.
"Tuk-"

The hunched-over Mu En looked even older, emerging from the black rift with a gleaming wooden cane, breathing heavily with some weariness.

With this skill, Mu En easily bypassed all obstacles and entered the Mingde Hall. He even had the leisure to go to the area that had not yet been successfully set up to observe the development of the soul tool.

"I didn't expect we'd meet again so soon..."

Moon had just begun to smile when he caught himself in astonishment, his words trailing off: "You? You've actually mastered it?"

He knew all too well the difficulty of cultivating to the level of a supreme ruler. If he had been personally guided, he might have been able to enter the fourth ring. But if he lacked talent or tried to figure it out on his own, he might not even have a chance to scratch the surface before becoming a Soul Saint.

but now…

Huo Yuhao had even begun to exude an aura of harmony, and it was clear at a glance that he had achieved a state of complete integration and coexistence.

You're such a pleasant surprise!

After glancing at him a few more times, Moon couldn't help but sigh.

"You've given me quite a few frights too!"

Huo Yuhao gave a wry smile: "I never expected to see you here at Mingde Hall."

"I have to come..."

Mu En took two steps forward with his cane, reached out and brushed his hand across the metal table in front of him, then looked up and scanned his surroundings, withdrawing his mental energy: "I have to come and see the progress of Sun and Moon's development."

"Of course, I also came to see you while I was passing by."

With a wry smile, Mu En looked into Huo Yuhao's eyes and sighed softly, "Your level has already spread throughout the academy. At just over thirteen years old, you've reached level forty-five, which has everyone on edge. Soon, someone will come looking for you."

"Looking for me to come back to the academy?" Huo Yuhao raised an eyebrow.

"Robbery."

"--Clam?"

"That's just Xuanzi's style—unreasonable and prone to causing trouble. Handing the academy over to him might just lead to even bigger chaos..."

Moon shook his head, gently tapping the cane in his hand. The golden light emanating from it seeped into his body, helping him regain some vitality. He continued, "If I'm not mistaken, you don't plan to go back to the academy after this trip, do you?"

"Indeed."

Faced with this old guy who had the ability to drag him back to the academy, Huo Yuhao still chose to tell him frankly.

After all, when he successfully left school, the two of them already had a tacit understanding, so there was no point in lying at this point.

“Child, what I want to say is... this place is indeed more suitable for your growth.”

"but--"

Moon paused, a hint of sorrow flashing in his eyes: "Sun and Moon are not a safe place either; staying here won't be very safe." 'Not a safe place?'

Huo Yuhao's eyes flickered slightly, and he instantly thought of the Holy Spirit Cult branch altar that they had destroyed.

This powerful force, with a seven-ring presiding officer and four Soul Emperors and more than twenty Soul Masters under its command, is actually just the tip of the iceberg of the Holy Spirit Cult. Heaven knows just how strong this behemoth really is.

"Thank you for reminding."

Huo Yuhao let out a long breath, then smiled and said, "But I'm here to study, not to live here forever."

Immediately, Mu En cast a slightly surprised gaze over Huo Yuhao, looking him up and down, before finally coughing incessantly with amusement, his whole body trembling.

"As expected. You always bring me surprises."

After several ordeals, Mu En appeared even weaker, but as if he had figured something out, his complexion gradually regained its rosy hue. Under Huo Yuhao's increasingly serious gaze, he patted him on the shoulder:

"This era... belongs to young people like you."

The conversation ended as if they were making their final arrangements, but a smooth, white bead, as warm as jade, silently appeared in Huo Yuhao's hand.

Looking up again, Moon had vanished.

……

"Tuk!"

A sound of a wooden cane hitting the ground startled a somewhat noisy couple.

"Who!"

Tang Ya, who was in a fit of anger, turned around with her hands on her hips, but was suddenly grabbed by the wrist by Bei Bei and dragged behind her.

"Be...Beibei?"

Tang Ya pulled her hand away in a panic, then glanced at the hunched old man who had appeared in front of them with a strange look in her eyes.

She often saw him at the dormitory entrance, but she never knew that he was related to Beibei.

Judging from Beibei's evasive and complicated expression, she might be a direct descendant of a family member.

"sorry."

After struggling for a long time, Beibei still kept her eyes closed and said the words that instantly filled Moon's eyes with disappointment: "I only see her as a sister..."

"Whose?"

Tang Ya interrupted sharply, grabbing Bei Bei's hand and demanding, "Who exactly is this 'she' you're talking about!"

From the moment she and Beibei confirmed their relationship, she always felt that there was a barrier between them, but no matter how much she pressed her, she always got Beibei's evasive and hesitant answers.

"Xiaoya...I—"

Beibei's lips twitched, her gaze shifting erratically to Moon, her hands trembling slightly in his silence: "No, I can't..."

Is it an arranged marriage between families? Or a childhood betrothal?

Tang Ya spoke with a cold glint in her eyes, then pulled her hand away from Bei Bei's as Mu En tacitly closed his eyes: "I'll take him. In exchange for the revival of the Tang Clan! Is that alright?"

"can."

Moon smiled with interest.

"Xuanzu!"

Beibei roared as if her heart had shattered. She looked up and saw Tang Ya, whose face was also pale, had already suppressed her tears. She turned and left with utter determination.

'No……'

"You come back here!!"

In a moment of near despair, Beibei's pupils suddenly contorted with dragon scales as she pulled Tang Ya back, silencing her before she could utter a word.

"Xiaoya... how about exchanging the revival of the Tang Clan for you? Or is that it?"

(End of this chapter)