Douluo Continent: Angel Saint Huo Yuhao

Chapter 233 Silence
"Ugh~ Your words are giving me a headache. You can't stand even a little bit of arrogance and domineering attitude..."

Long Xiaoyao leaned back somewhat irritably, his gaze slowly losing focus as he stared at Huo Yuhao, as if he were looking through Huo Yuhao's appearance at someone else.

Although they had only met occasionally over the past century, exchanging only a few words before leaving in a hurry, they both knew exactly what the other was thinking.

Moon may seem dull and taciturn, but he actually has more on his mind than anyone else.

Whether in his youth or when he was severely injured and confined to a rocking chair every day, he never gave up pursuing a higher realm or the opportunity to touch the god-level.

Dragon Pill, reigning supreme over the world...

There are also golden trees.

Unfortunately, he spent the rest of his life tied to Shrek Academy by so-called responsibilities, which gradually made him settle down and start dealing with the mess.

It wasn't until he was nearing the end of his life that he truly tempered his sharp edges and began to consider how to pave the way for future generations.

Similarly, Long Xiaoyao was not as carefree and arrogant as he appeared on the surface. Instead, he was more like a woman trapped in her boudoir, entangled in her emotions. He could not be as unrestrained as Mu En, let alone be considered carefree.

“He left something for you, didn’t he… It was a gift, but also an expectation.”

Long Xiaoyao sighed softly: "He believes that you will surpass him, that you will be a genius capable of reaching the god-level, and that you will be a key figure in changing the course of the world."

"Now that I've met you in person, I think so too—you are indeed much better than him."

At the end, Long Xiaoyao laughed for no apparent reason: "At least you won't be two-faced like him, so you'll look like a gentleman."

"Cough~ Is that so?"

Huo Yuhao avoided eye contact, not wanting to get involved in the grudges and grievances between these senior figures.

"Here we go!"

The waiter was clearly a Soul Master with some cultivation. He steadily placed the two large platters of roasted meat on the table and nodded to the three of them, saying, "Please enjoy your meal."

"Level 18?"

Huo Yuhao raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Although he already knew that the Sun Moon Empire was widely distributing Awakening Potions, he was still quite surprised to see a Soul Master in his everyday environment.

What's more, he looks to be under thirty years old and lives in the Second Ring Road area.

The average standard of living of the people of Japan and the Moon is really high.

"Hehe...Surprised?"

A mischievous glint flashed in Long Xiaoyao's eyes: "You also think that Soul Masters should be a noble and rare profession?"

When he first arrived in Sun and Moon, he was also surprised by this.

After all, he was a minor nobleman from a prestigious academy, and seeing something like this suddenly shattered his worldview.

"That's not the case."

Huo Yuhao tentatively took a swig of the liquor, then immediately burped with a grimace: 'It tastes awful...it even has a sour taste...'

"Martial spirits are a gift that this world has given to all mankind. Everyone should have the right to awaken once, even if they don't have soul power. They should at least be given the power they deserve."

After catching his breath, Huo Yuhao subconsciously rubbed the corner of his eye: "The choice made by the Douluo Three Kingdoms was wrong... They concentrated the power bestowed by heaven in the hands of a few, preferring to let noble servants awaken their soul power and become the superior people, rather than give commoners a chance..."

No matter how tough life is in the Duke's mansion, those of them at the bottom will always have a chance to rise up.

In contrast, it's hard to imagine how the truly poor and powerless common people in the world manage to live—even a Soul Master with only one level of Soul Power has physical strength that surpasses that of many adults.

"If I had to choose one of the empires, I would rather stand with the Sun Moon Empire. At least it hasn't regressed like Douluo Three Kingdoms."

Huo Yuhao's thoughts drifted back to the Spirit Hall ten thousand years ago: "There's a precedent right in front of them, yet they don't follow the path that others have already trod." "...You really think too much."

Long Xiaoyao took a sip of ale, feeling somewhat dejected.

At Huo Yuhao's age, his mind was still full of how to cultivate, how to break through, how to win the championship in the Youth Soul Master Competition, and how to make his name known throughout the entire continent.

You're all the same little rascals, so why is it that the things in your head are so profound?

"Are you still going to eat this?"

The auspicious beast, who was busy devouring its plate in one go, nudged Huo Yuhao's arm without saying a word.

"... "

After a brief silence, Long Xiaoyao gently pushed his share towards him: "Young man, you should take care of it for me too."

Although we couldn't discern what the auspicious beast's martial soul was, nor could we determine its origins, the resonance emanating from the Dark Sacred Dragon martial soul was undeniable.

The opponent most likely possesses a dragon-type martial soul.

Moreover, it also possesses both light and fire attributes—

"hiss?"

Long Xiaoyao's expression suddenly changed as he stared intently at the auspicious beast with its voracious appetite: "No way..."

"What's wrong, Senior Dragon Emperor?"

Fearing that the Limit Douluo in front of him might notice something amiss, Huo Yuhao took the initiative to stand up and draw his attention back to the Limit Douluo.

"You know me..."

Long Xiaoyao could no longer sit still; his eyes were filled with astonishment.

Nearly two hundred years have passed since he last appeared before the world. Even a young man like Jing Hongchen, who is now a hundred years old, might not be recognized by many people.

'Could it be that Moon told him? ...However, for him to be so flustered and try to cover it up, this girl probably has some secret.'

With this thought in mind, Long Xiaoyao lightly tapped the table.

At that very moment, Huo Yuhao, who was halfway up his feet, suddenly froze, as if frozen in place, unable to move.

A layer of pitch-black ink, like the darkness of night, spread out before him, covering the entire street, and then unfolded a colored area with a radius of one zhang in the center.

A silent, dark realm.

Unlike Moon's dominance, his greatest use for this move is to deal with lower-level beings.

Anyone whose cultivation level is no higher than Super Douluo will be swallowed up by endless darkness, and all the soul power and spiritual power inside and outside the body will be prohibited from flowing and passing through.

"Let me see your martial spirit..."

Long Xiaoyao waved his hand, annihilating the table, and slowly placed his palm on the top of the auspicious beast's head. Stimulated by soul power and martial soul attributes, a layer of flames shimmering with golden light slowly emerged.

However, just as he was about to touch the other, a golden spear-like staff adorned with black patterns blocked his hand.

"Senior Dragon Emperor."

Huo Yuhao said seriously, "Not only do you bully the weak, but you also choose to ambush your juniors... This kind of behavior is not very consistent with your image, is it?"

"What...?"

Long Xiaoyao's pupils narrowed slightly as his gaze fell on the golden wings that had naturally unfolded behind Huo Yuhao.

(End of this chapter)