Douluo Continent: I, Huo Yuhao, am the Master of Spirit.

Chapter 521 Death is Coming, Huo Yuhao's Childhood Fishing Story

"Quickly, close the door and come inside for a seat."

Aunt Li's gaze pierced through the crack in the door and she saw the chaos outside. Xiao Cui immediately obeyed the order and closed the door. She pulled Huo Yuhao to sit down at the table in the inner room, and Xiao Cui thoughtfully poured half a cup of tea for the two of them.

The emerald green tea steamed with a hazy mist, and the indoor light shone through the steam, leaving traces.

The tea is very fragrant, and the tea leaves used should be the unique Qingmaofeng variety from Xingluo Mountain.

Su Tong bought a lot of this tea at home, originally intending to get Huo Yuhao to drink less cola, but now it's all covered in a layer of dust.

I initially wanted to ask Little Ika to help me with this, but it turned out that the pony doesn't eat grass and is quite picky about food.

"Aunt Li, is this your new maid?"

Although he didn't particularly like tea, Huo Yuhao wouldn't refuse Aunt Li's request, so he took a few sips. Sure enough, he preferred the sweet tea to the bland tea.

Aunt Li glanced at Xiao Cui, who was standing obediently to the side, and said, "Yes, she came three years ago and was originally a resident of Xingluo City."

However, after the battle of Xingluo City, her home was gone, and her original land was swallowed up by the nobles of Xingluo City.

Her father died in a protest against the nobles, and her mother abandoned her and ran away to the Tiandou Plain with a caravan.

The child had nowhere else to go and couldn't find any way to make a living, so he came to the White Tiger Duke's Mansion to try and survive.

I saw that she was clever and quick-witted, so I kept her as a maid.

Huo Yuhao smiled and said, "I have innate level two soul power, and my body is a bit weak. Being a level thirteen soul master is already quite remarkable among ordinary people."

"Here, take this and improve your skills so you can face all kinds of changes in the future."

Three pills flew into Xiao Cui's hand. The girl was taken aback for a moment, then opened her palm and saw two dark blue pills and one black pill. The dark blue pills were covered with golden patterns, while the black pill had a faint blue glow.

"This is?"

"I'm sorry, I can't accept it."

Although she didn't know what these three pills were, she knew they were extremely precious.

Just from the touch, she felt every pore on her body open, her martial spirit craving the three pills, making her swallow hard.

Huo Yuhao waved his hand dismissively. These three pills were indeed very precious in the outside world, but to Huo Yuhao they were just a little treat for the Shadow Cat.

"Keep it. You've taken care of Aunt Li for many years; this is the reward you deserve."

Those two dark blue pills are Golden-Patterned Profound Water Pills, enough to raise your innate soul power to level six. The black pill is Blue-Patterned Black Tortoise Pill, which has the function of cleansing the marrow and improving the body.

After hearing this, Xiao Cui hurriedly waved her hand, wanting to return the pill. In this age of advanced magic network, much information is no longer confined to a small area.

The Xuan Shui Dan and Xuan Wu Shen Dan are very famous because the Xuan Ming Sect often sells pills on the Magic Network.

One Xuan Shui Pill costs 1,000 Dream Coins, and the auction price of the Xuan Wu Divine Pill has reached 80,000 Dream Coins, and it is available but not for sale.

Huo Yuhao never takes back what he has given away, especially since it's just three pills. He might not even pick them up if they fall on the ground.

With a flick of her finger, three pills were directly absorbed into her body, and the three medicinal effects, guided by invisible spiritual power, precisely flowed into her meridians.

"Once you've finished refining the medicine's effects, go to the Spirit Pagoda to find a soul contract. I'll put in a good word for you."

Aunt Li realized at this moment that Huo Yuhao had become a big figure in the world of soul masters, and his appearance was gradually overlapping with that of the legendary Spirit Tower Master, Lingbing Douluo.

Because of the rules in the aristocratic circle, she also needs to remember the appearances of various well-known powerful figures, as she may have to talk to them in the future. These powerful figures must not be offended.

She had always felt that Lingbing Douluo looked familiar, but she wasn't sure because the two were so far apart in age.

Lingbing Douluo's publicly stated age is thirty-five, making him the youngest Super Douluo on the mainland.

Moreover, Huo Yuhao might not even have been a Soul Master when he left back then, so how could he have become a Title Douluo in just a few years? That's simply impossible.

"Yuhao, you—you are the Spirit Ice Douluo?"

"I remember you were only sixteen or seventeen. The Magic Network says that Spirit Ice Douluo already has a child. This—"

Her gaze held a hint of disbelief, and Huo Yuhao almost couldn't help but smile, saying helplessly, "Douluo Continent is never short of fortuitous encounters, time travel, parallel universes—just choose an explanation you like."

"How's Aunt Li doing lately?"

Aunt Li didn't intend to pursue those questions. Everyone has their own secrets, and it would be presumptuous to ask them. The best news is that Huo Yuhao is alive and well.

In the annual sacrificial rites to come, she could also give an account to Huo Yun'er, since Huo Yun'er had begged her to help take care of Huo Yuhao back then, but unfortunately, she was too weak to fight against the Duchess of the White Tiger.

"Fortunately, times have really changed. With the Magic Network, life is much more interesting than before."

"Dai Hao has also become friends with us concubines, so Duchess Baihu doesn't dare to persecute us too much anymore."

"The price of soul tools is getting cheaper and cheaper these days, and I have installed quite a few in my room."

That soul tool called "air conditioner" is really useful. It cools in the summer and heats in the winter, and it consumes very few dream coins. Three dream coins can last for a whole quarter. The person who created it was a genius.

"Spirits are becoming more and more common now. There are quite a few spirits strolling in the streets of the city surrounding the White Tiger Duke's mansion."

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"I heard that Luo Li has also contracted a soul spirit. He's not very talented and is only a Great Soul Master now."

He insisted on proving himself, so he joined the Western Army Group and barely spoke to me more than a few times a month.

Actually, I don't care how high he climbs in the future, as long as he can live a peaceful and stable life.

"I really hope that the next time I see him, he will be as tall as you."

I remember when you were first born, I held you in my arms. You were so tiny and cried so much, I couldn't soothe you no matter what I did. I was even thinking of having you two become sworn brothers after my child was born.

"When I secretly brought you clothes back then, you even peed all over me."

And another thing, when you were two years old, you went fishing and got hit by a fish. You ran home crying and screaming. My little sister Yun'er told me about this.

When you were three years old, you met a young girl from the Xu family who came to visit. While she was taking a bath outside, you went fishing and ended up catching her instead.

He went fishing at the age of four, but ended up sitting on an exposed coffin. The corpse beneath him began to undergo strange changes, and he was chased to an outlying city.

There's no denying it; the woman in front of him really did hold him and knows a lot about his dark past. Mainly, he had just been reincarnated and was in a state of rule fusion, so his consciousness was weaker than that of an ordinary infant.

Huo Yuhao hurriedly waved his hand to interrupt Aunt Li's recollection; if she continued, all his secrets would be exposed.

"Ahem, let's not dwell on the past. Actually, Luo Li's talent is not bad. His Blood Tiger Martial Soul is actually a benign mutation, but it has not been fully awakened."

His true martial spirit attribute is spiritual, so he got lucky. I'm an expert in this area.

When I have time, I'll help him fully awaken his martial spirit and teach him a move or two. The Spirit Pagoda also has some youth development programs in the future, and I can recommend him for those opportunities.

Huo Yuhao did indeed intend to nurture Dai Luoli, whose martial soul was stronger than the orthodox White Tiger, it just hadn't fully awakened yet.

Huo Yuhao also intended to give him a little boost, so that he could fully enjoy the benefits of the version in the subsequent Fourth Calamity and Alchemy versions.

Subsequent versions of Douluo Continent will be entirely dominated by the mental attribute.

As the version planner, Huo Yuhao felt that the Spirit attribute was still too weak in the current version, with insufficient stats and weak mechanics, and needed to be strengthened!

The Nine Gates Martial Soul is still too powerful and invincible, and needs to be further weakened. Lao Huo has a firm grasp on the balance.

"Aunt Li, the future will be drastically changed, and the White Tiger Duke's Mansion will not last much longer."

If you encounter any trouble in the future, please contact me directly or go to the Spirit Pagoda. I will do my best to help you.

Aunt Li nodded, not refusing Huo Yuhao's kindness. This child was stubborn; even if she refused him, he would continue to insist.

She already understood what the commotion outside was about; it must be that the child had returned for revenge. She wouldn't stop him; Yuhao had always been clear about right and wrong and would never involve innocent people.

The White Tiger Duke's Mansion owes them a great debt, and it's only natural that they've become stronger and come to settle accounts.

This luxurious mansion harbors countless dark secrets, and Dai Hao rarely interferes in these matters. If he did, the Duchess of Baihu would not dare to bully the other concubines in this way.

If the White Tiger Duke's Mansion were to truly be destroyed, it might not be such a bad thing; the emperor would probably be grinning from ear to ear.

Huo Yuhao finished his tea in one gulp, bid farewell to Aunt Li, and left her a token belonging to the tower master of the Spirit Pagoda.

Regardless of which Spirit Tower it is, as long as the Spirit Master scans the token with the Magic Network, they can know who the token represents.

The sun still shone brightly over the White Tiger Duke's mansion, just as it had when he left years ago. The cicadas were slowly awakened by the warmth, and their chirping gradually began.

The cicadas' song turned into a deathly dirge, and every servant and guard he etched into his memory suffered varying degrees of retribution.

The power of imagination has orchestrated various ways for them to die, locking away their future. Scenes of "Final Destination" are playing out everywhere in this glorious ducal mansion.

Blood stained the golden glazed tiles, and screams drowned out the cicadas' song.

On the horizon, streaks of light of various colors flew toward the White Tiger Duke's Mansion at an extremely fast speed; these were all Soul Master soldiers who had come from the surrounding cities to provide support.

Huo Yuhao did not block the magic network here, because there was no need, and nothing could stop his killing.

The tragedy at the White Tiger Duke's mansion will spread throughout the entire Magic Network at his behest.

My footsteps stepped over a grotesque, twisted corpse, splattering thick blood into crimson blooms, and there were trampling marks all around.

The owner of this body was slacking off when he yawned and, in his drowsy state, his head tilted to the side and he was pierced by the spear in his own hand.

The backyard of the Duke's mansion remained exactly as he remembered it, unchanged over the years.

Huo Yuhao arrived at a dilapidated woodshed, the place where he used to live, now used as a storage room by the servants.

"Heh, I didn't expect it to still be around. Its vitality is truly tenacious."

A worn-out potted plant hung on the window of the woodshed. The pot was dilapidated, and on the dry, cracked soil, a small flower with only a few petals stubbornly grew towards the sunlight.

He had left in such a hurry that he hadn't been able to take it with him. Huo Yuhao carefully picked up the potted plant. The vibrant green life force flowed through the stem of the flower, and the petals drooped as if kissing his palm.

In the azure sky, several Soul Masters sped past, seemingly trying to save someone.

Huo Yuhao looked up, smiled, shook his head, and his figure gradually disappeared into the air.

The fate of those who live by their fantasies is destined to unfold, and no one can change it. Forcibly stopping it will only draw the ire of fate; the first time will be a warning, but the second time could be fatal.