Simultaneous Transmigration: From Douluo Continent to the Pinnacle

Chapter 50 Huo Yuhao, Feng Feifei, plotting to obtain the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm

The peerless world, Douluo Continent.

In the afternoon at Xingluo City, the sunlight was partially obscured by clouds, casting dappled shadows on the floor through the hotel's carved windows.

The sounds of soul-guided carriages coming and going on the street, the "rolling" of their wheels rolling over the bluestone pavement, and the shouts of vendors hawking soul beast jerky, faintly drifted toward the top floor room of a hotel facing the street.

However, it was blocked from the outside by a light blue soul-guiding isolation array inside the house, leaving only tranquility.

Inside the room, a young man sat cross-legged on a rosewood bed covered with a soft white animal hair cushion.

The boy wore a dark black short shirt with embroidered patterns on the cuffs. His jet-black hair was tied back with a simple wooden hairpin, revealing his smooth forehead.

This young man was none other than Lin Yao, and the world he lived in was a parallel world of Douluo Continent, ten thousand years after Tang San became a god, where evil soul masters ran rampant.

Lin Yao lowered his eyelids slightly, his long eyelashes casting a light shadow under his eyes. His hands formed cultivation hand seals, and strands of pale golden soul power swirled around his fingertips.

The chaos of this era was clearly reflected in his mind: evil soul masters were like a malignant tumor, lurking in all parts of the continent, slaughtering civilian villages at every turn, and even low and mid-level soul masters could not escape their harm.

Shrek Academy, which inherited most of the Spirit Hall's assets, possesses a vast amount of resources, yet it only uses a small fraction of them to form the "Shrek Inspection Team."

They also took advantage of this organization to cultivate strong individuals in a way that was almost like "breeding poison."

The inner court geniuses are forced to hunt down evil spirit masters who are far stronger than themselves, and generation after generation perish on this cruel path, selecting the Gu King from among them.

"There are clearly gentler ways, but they insist on going to extremes —"

Lin Yao's eyes flashed, and a chill ran through his heart.

He clearly remembered that during Huo Yuhao's era, Shrek Academy almost faced a lack of successors due to this model.

Ironically, even with geniuses coming one after another, evil spirit masters still run rampant on the continent.

Because they had two level 99 Limit Douluo evil soul masters from Shrek Academy backing them up, the deaths of those boys and girls seemed to have been a futile effort.

Knowing the dangers of the world, Lin Yao dared to rest in caves when he was in the wild, but became even more cautious after entering Xingluo City.

The hotel he chose was not an ordinary residence, but a subsidiary of Shrek's Treasure Trove.

The lintel is carved with the "Glassy Cauldron" pattern, which symbolizes the Treasure Pavilion. The servants who come and go all wear Soul Master badges, and ordinary evil Soul Masters would never dare to cause trouble here.

It costs hundreds of gold soul coins just to stay one night. In the past, he would never have been willing to spend such an expense.

But at this moment, the soul power fluctuations at Lin Yao's fingertips became increasingly stable, and he no longer cared about this expense.

More importantly, from the window of this room, one can vaguely see the vermilion gate of the White Tiger Duke's mansion not far away.

He specifically chose this place to observe the activities at the Duke's mansion up close.

Suddenly, the pale golden soul power around Lin Yao surged dramatically, rushing through his meridians like a tidal wave.

His brows furrowed slightly, his jawline tightened, and his previously steady breathing quickened slightly, yet still maintained a uniform rhythm.

He was using his surging mental energy to suppress the restless power within his body, preventing any leakage of information.

The pale blue soul-guiding isolation array shimmered with a subtle glow, firmly locking the soul power fluctuations within the room. Only Lin Yao was surrounded by a layer of shimmering light, as if he were wrapped in a thin veil.

As the rich soul power flowed through the meridians, it seemed to carry a warm touch, gradually washing over the originally slender meridian walls, making them thicker and smoother, and finally converging towards the dantian.

As his soul power circulated, a faint blush rose on Lin Yao's cheeks, and his skin felt slightly hot.

Every muscle was quietly growing stronger under the nourishment of soul power, and even the bones seemed to creak slightly.

sound.

That is proof that the body is being constantly tempered.

Two hours later, the setting sun shone through the window, bathing the room in a warm orange hue.

Lin Yao slowly opened his eyes, a sharp golden light flashing in them before returning to calm.

He raised his hand to feel the soul power within his body. The power that had been surging like a wild horse had now stabilized and stopped at the threshold of level 30 soul power.

"Jumping directly from level 24 to level 30 —"

Lin Yao couldn't help but smile, his eyes filled with joy.

According to his original plan, he would have already done his best to break through to the Soul Master level around the age of thirteen and gain a foothold in Shrek Academy.

But now, in just half a day, he has crossed the sixth level, and the soul power in his body is thick and pure, far superior to the unorthodox methods of evil soul masters.

In the past, he could at most be considered a genius with innate soul power at level eight or nine.

Now, he is confident that he is no less powerful than Xiao Xiao, who is second only to Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong'er among the original Shrek Seven Devils, even before the Soul Saint.

Not to mention, he also practiced body-strengthening techniques such as "Golden Bell Iron Shirt," making his physical strength far exceed that of other Soul Masters of the same level.

Even without using soul skills, he can crush ordinary Great Soul Masters and even ordinary Soul Venerables with his physical strength alone.

Thinking of this, Lin Yao's mind stirred, and he stretched out his right hand, a silver light suddenly flashing out.

The Soul-Destroying Spear Martial Soul appeared out of thin air in his hand.

Compared to the original spear, which only had the effect of destroying souls and had an unremarkable body, the current Soul-Destroying Spear has been completely transformed.

The silver-white gun body gleamed with a cold luster, with fine patterns faintly engraved on it. A wisp of purplish-black cold light flashed at the tip of the gun, which was the embodiment of the power to destroy souls.

Lin Yao lightly stroked the tip of the spear with his fingertips, and could clearly feel the pure soul-destroying power within.

Unlike the evil spirit masters who desecrate and manipulate souls, this power is clean and sharp, carrying an extreme sense of oppression.

"Ultimate Attributes————"

He murmured softly, a knowing glint in his eyes.

Although the Soul-Destroying Spear is still evolving and has not yet reached its perfect state, this slight effect of ultimate soul destruction is already his greatest gain from this breakthrough.

Then, Lin Yao closed his eyes and began to practice the cultivation method he had summarized.

With the Nine Yin Manual as its core, it integrates martial arts from Peach Blossom Island and techniques passed down from the Condor Heroes world, forming a unique cultivation system of its own.

The soul power circulated along the eight extraordinary meridians, and the already strengthened internal organs seemed to be soaked in warm water. With each cycle, the quality of the soul power quietly improved.

"Even without the addition of spirit rings, his cultivation speed hasn't slowed down—"

Lin Yao was secretly delighted.

This technique transforms a portion of soul power into physical strength, enabling him to withstand soul rings of higher age and allowing his soul power to recover at a speed and be more abundant than others of the same level.

He gripped the Soul-Destroying Spear tightly, feeling the surging power within his body. He was confident that if he were to encounter his former self now, he wouldn't need to use any soul skills; he could pierce through the body with just one spear thrust.

Just thinking about how his past self had become a unit of measurement for combat power made him smile slightly, and he silently murmured to himself, "Sadness."

Several days later, at the secluded back gate of the White Tiger Duke's Mansion on the east side of Xingluo City.

The morning mist had not yet dissipated, and the air was damp with dew. The bluestone path at the back door was covered with moss, and a few weeds occasionally sprouted from the cracks in the stones.

A slender figure gently pushed open the heavy wooden door, the soft creaking sound particularly clear in the quiet alley.

The figure looked no more than eleven or twelve years old, and was so thin that a gust of wind could blow him over.

He was wearing a faded coarse cloth short jacket, with frayed edges on the cuffs and trouser legs.

He carried a small gray bundle on his back, the fabric patched in several places, but in his pocket was a small dagger that seemed disproportionate to his size.

The dagger sheath was black, with faint white tiger stripes carved on it, clearly indicating that it was no ordinary object. It stood out starkly against his simple attire.

The boy's hair was dry and yellow, and the wisps of hair on his forehead partially covered his eyebrows and eyes, but they could not hide the light in his eyes.

That was a maturity and determination far beyond that of his peers, as if he had experienced countless hardships and had long since shed his childish naiveté.

He had just stepped out the back door when he paused, as if remembering something. He slowly turned around and looked at the duke's mansion with its vermilion gate and upturned eaves.

This is where he lived for eleven years. It holds warm memories of his life with his mother, but also of the cold stares, bullying, and humiliation he suffered at the hands of others.

Thinking of his mother's appearance before her death, and the mocking faces of those people, a deep-seated hatred flashed in the boy's eyes. He clenched his fists tightly, his nails almost digging into his palms.

"I will never forget those who bullied me and my mother."

He silently recited it in his heart, his voice soft but resolute.

"I will fight with all my might, even at the cost of my life, to seize that sliver of opportunity to change my fate and make you pay the price. I, Huo Yuhao, swear this!"

After taking one last look in the direction of the Duke's mansion, Huo Yuhao turned around abruptly without lingering.

The slender figure strode quickly through the alley, heading towards the Starry Sky Forest outside the city.

His steps were quick, each one exceptionally firm, completely severing everything behind him.

At the end of the alley, under an old locust tree, a figure in dark robes leaned against the trunk—it was Lin Yao, who had been waiting for many days.

He watched as Huo Yuhao walked out the back door with the iconic White Tiger Dagger in his hand, and the anxiety that had been hanging over him finally subsided. A faint smile appeared on his lips: "Thank goodness, it wasn't a waste of effort."

Lin Yao straightened up, dusted off the corner of his clothes, and followed Huo Yuhao's figure with his eyes, heading towards the Star Dou Great Forest.

He had been to the Starry Sky Forest two or three times and was already very familiar with the route.

In addition, his level 30 soul power and extraordinary physique made him more than twice as fast as Huo Yuhao.

Lin Yao traveled hundreds of miles with almost no rest, his only goal being the Star Dou Great Forest.

In less than half a day, a vast expanse of dark green forest appeared in the distance, which was the edge of the Starry Sky Forest.

Lin Yao slowed his pace, sensing the soul power within his body. Such intense travel would have already exhausted the soul power of an ordinary Great Soul Master.

However, his soul power was still abundant, and the amount consumed was not even a fraction of what he had recovered.

"I never dared to imagine I could have such endurance —"

Lin Yao couldn't help but sigh.

He used to only have two soul skills, his soul power replenishment couldn't keep up with his consumption, and his combat skills were even worse.

The only skill he could offer was the basic marksmanship he had honed using his memories from his previous life.

He has practiced these nine basic movements for years and knows them by heart: stab, chop, thrust, pick, sweep, deflect, block, twist, and point.

Perhaps it is precisely because of his solid foundation that Lin Yao was able to quickly digest the power and knowledge from other worlds.

Lin Yao put the most effort into the "thrust" technique, in particular. Ever since awakening his spear spirit, he often fantasized about his spear flashing like a dragon, shattering all enemies.

The essence of the spear lies in offense, and "thrust" is the most direct and deadly killing move.

Lin Yao stopped at the edge of the forest.

The surrounding trees gradually grew thicker, their branches and leaves intertwining to block most of the sunlight. The air was filled with the damp scent of grass and trees, mixed with a faint smell of soul beasts.

His gaze swept across the area and he quickly spotted a dilapidated wooden sign standing by the roadside.

The wooden sign was almost entirely covered by moss, leaving only a few faintly discernible blood-red characters: "Soul beasts ahead, be careful."

Upon seeing the familiar wooden sign, Lin Yao's gaze sharpened slightly, but he did not stop walking and continued step by step into the depths of the forest.

After taking only a few steps, Lin Yao's mental energy detected several subtle movements.

In the surrounding woods, figures flickered among the branches and leaves, accompanied by a soft rustling sound.

He stopped, slowly turned around, and locked his gaze on those figures.

One by one, baboons about a meter tall emerged from behind the trees. Their bodies were covered in brownish-yellow fur, which was covered with dead leaves and dirt, making them look somewhat dirty and messy.

Their eyes are cloudy brown, their arms are exceptionally long, almost reaching their knees, and their claws are dark yellow, sharp and pointed.

Its canine teeth were exposed at the corners of its mouth, and saliva dripped onto the ground, making it look ferocious and ugly.

It looks like a common soul beast on the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest, the Wind Baboon.

"These wind baboons—"

Lin Yao raised an eyebrow, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

"Most of them have been cultivating for ten years. I wonder if the God-King level wind baboon that Huo Yuhao encountered, which almost killed the chosen one of the plane, came from this group?"

These wind baboons were clearly social soul beasts, and they were currently surrounding Lin Yao, making low growling noises in their throats, their eyes filled with aggression.

One of the wind baboons seemed not to understand the situation. Seeing Lin Yao standing still, it assumed he was afraid, and its desire to attack grew stronger.

It immediately opened its mouth wide, revealing sharp canines, and pounced on Lin Yao, bringing with it a foul stench.

Upon seeing this, Lin Yao's eyes turned cold. Without the slightest panic, he raised his right hand, and a flash of silver light appeared, instantly revealing the Soul-Destroying Spear in his hand.

With a slight flick of his wrist, the tip of the spear, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, shot straight towards the wind baboon's neck like a silver lightning bolt, the movement so fast it almost left an afterimage.

"Pfft!"

The spear tip pierced the wind baboon's neck as easily as cutting tofu, and blood gushed out instantly, splashing onto the ground like a red fountain.

Before the baboon could even let out a scream, its body went limp and it crashed heavily to the ground, twitching a few times before falling silent.

The death of his companion thoroughly enraged the other wind baboons.

They let out sharp hisses and pounced on Lin Yao one after another, some waving their claws at his arms, and others trying to bite his legs.

Lin Yao moved lightly, dodging the wind baboon's attacks as if taking a leisurely stroll, while the Soul-Destroying Spear in his hand flashed continuously.

The spear tip sliced ​​through the air, the "whoosh" sound intertwining with the "hum" of soul power circulating.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Several dull thuds rang out in succession.

Lin Yao flicked his wrist, and the tip of his spear pierced the hearts of several wind baboons, each strike hitting a vital point with pinpoint accuracy.

Several baboons paused in mid-air before crashing heavily to the ground, their blood staining the surrounding grass and fallen leaves.

Seeing their companions die one after another, the remaining wind baboons finally showed fear in their eyes.

They stopped attacking, letting out cowardly growls, and retreated step by step, seemingly wanting to escape.

Lin Yao did not pursue them, but simply held the Soul-Destroying Spear and calmly looked at them.

Blood dripped from the tip of the gun down the barrel, creating small blood pits on the ground.

He was not a bloodthirsty person, and he would not take advantage of his strength to slaughter these soul beasts if they did not attack him.

Moreover, his goal for this trip was the opportunity deep within the Star Dou Great Forest, not these ten-year-old soul beasts, so there was no need to waste time on them.

Glancing at the scattering wind baboons, Lin Yao put away the Soul-Destroying Spear and looked up into the depths of the forest, where the trees were even denser and he could vaguely sense the aura of a more powerful soul beast.

"Next, we should go find the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm."

Lin Yao said softly, a hint of anticipation flashing in his eyes.

Although he now has enough opportunities to help himself change his fate, he no longer feels so anxious about the various opportunities of this era.

However, if possible, Lin Yao wouldn't mind having the opportunity to encounter a million-year-old soul beast like the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm.

After all, the power of the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm can not only accelerate its own growth, but also give it more trump cards.

Thinking this, Lin Yao took a light breath, started walking, and headed deeper into the Star Dou Great Forest.