Douluo Continent: Huo Yuhao, the Thief of Heaven

"Huo Yuhao, Martial Soul: Spirit Eye, Innate Soul Power Level 1, Grade D Qualification."

Inside the Awakening Room of the White Tiger Duke's Mansion, the steward announced in a cold tone.

Huo Yuhao, who was inside the six-pointed star formation in front of him, felt a sudden dizziness and almost dropped the crystal ball in his hand.

"How could this be? How could this be? Why don't I have the White Tiger Martial Soul? Why am I only at level one Soul Power?" Huo Yuhao muttered, his face ashen.

"I knew this little bastard wasn't the Duke's son! Their martial spirits are completely different."

"Not necessarily. If his martial soul talent is good, the Duke can still allow this kid to be recognized as a member of the clan. It's a pity that a useless martial soul at the first level of innate talent will ultimately make it difficult for him to achieve great things."

"Actually, this kid's martial soul is quite good. It's a mental type, a physical martial soul... It's a pity that he himself is useless, with low innate soul power."

Six-year-old Huo Yuhao knelt on the ground, his head bowed low, unable to face the discussions of those around him.

Even at such a young age, he understood what his situation meant. He dared not face the people around him, and even less dared to face his mother who worked tirelessly day and night.

"Yuhao." A simply dressed, malnourished but extremely beautiful woman squeezed through the crowd.

She opened her arms and embraced Huo Yuhao, whose eyes had lost their luster, like an eagle protecting its young.

"It's not your fault at all, it's all Mom's fault."

She covered Huo Yuhao's ears, trying to shield him from the gossip around them.

Deep within Huo Yuhao's spiritual sea, a remnant soul from another world silently watched him.

He is a remnant soul of Benjiesun, one of the eleven Venerables of the Gu Realm and the Demon Lord of the Heavenly Thief.

Three years ago, having found a way to leave the Gu Realm, I happened to pass by the Douluo World on my way home.

A wisp of his spiritual consciousness was intercepted by the will of the Douluo World, and following the immense fortune that was like a beacon in the night, it settled down and fell asleep in Huo Yuhao's spiritual sea.

It was only today that its slumber was disturbed by the awakening of its martial spirit, and it was awakened.

"An interesting child. It seems he is the chosen one of this world. He is quite similar to me back then. It's a pity that I was just a remnant soul who gave him some opportunities after I dissipated," Benjamin muttered to himself.

In his view, even if Huo Yuhao, as the chosen one, has little talent now, he will eventually have a time when things turn around.

In such a lower plane, the growth of the chosen one is usually not surprising; it is merely a necessary trial on his path to growth.

He was indeed pitiful; if Benjamin hadn't been to the Gu Realm, he might have helped him.

Now, knowing full well that forcing growth will only lead to self-destruction, Benjamin will simply let this child, who is very much like himself, grow up freely.

As long as they grow up freely, that's fine.

Huo Yuhao cried in his mother's arms for three days, feeling guilty for not being able to show enough talent to satisfy her.

He then received the basic cultivation methods under the disdain of the manager and began his intensive cultivation.

A month passed, two months passed, three months passed.

Under Benjamin's watchful eye, he trained for three months with five times the effort of his peers, and his momentum remained undiminished.

"Hmm, not bad. This tenacious character is indeed a basic quality of a strong person. Then I'll help you."

Benjamin's remnant soul, deep within the sea of ​​spirit, used his limited power to clear some of the accumulated stagnation in Huo Yuhao's body through a series of hand seals.

This allows his innate first-level soul power talent to slowly increase to second-level over six months.

It wasn't that he was stingy with his power, but rather that without sufficient nourishment, rapid improvement was actually a bad thing for Huo Yuhao.

It wasn't just this problem, Benjamin squinted at him.

That was Huo Yun'er, smiling as she watched the child cultivate.

Her already limited life force began to decline rapidly. Originally, she could live for another four years, but now her life force indicated that she might not live for more than two years.

Benjamin couldn't guarantee that his methods wouldn't hasten Huo Yun'er's death; his own sense of honor no longer allowed him to continue.

Spring has passed and autumn has come; two years have gone by in the blink of an eye.

"Mom, I'll go get you some water." Eight-year-old Huo Yuhao still looked thin and small.

If it weren't for the fact that he was a Soul Master, no one would be able to tell that this child's Soul Power was already approaching the tenth level and that he would soon break through to become a Soul Master.

"Okay, then be careful when you go out, don't fall."

In the courtyard, Huo Yun'er smiled as she aired out her quilts in the warm morning sunlight.

"Um!"

Huo Yuhao responded happily, then grabbed the wooden bucket, which was even bigger than himself, and ran joyfully out of the house.

Watching her child's departing figure, Huo Yun'er's face was full of relief, unaware that eyes were already watching the mother and child from the shadows.

"what!"

Huo Yuhao, who was carrying a full bag of water and running back, bumped into something and fell to the ground.

The basin of water flew forward, soaking the thing completely.

"Ah, I'm sorry." Huo Yuhao, who had fallen to the ground, quickly apologized, because he realized that there was a person in front of him.

The newcomer had blond hair and a fierce look in his eyes.

Although he was only one year older than Huo Yuhao, he was much more robust than Huo Yuhao.

"Attack," Dai Huabin coldly ordered.

"Yes." Several servants who seemed to appear out of nowhere responded to Dai Huabin's summons.

These people are all Soul Masters, and they have been planning this for a long time.

The Duchess originally didn't pay much attention to the mother and son, but Huo Yuhao's cultivation speed was just too abnormal.

Logically speaking, even with the fastest innate first-level soul power, it's impossible to reach a level close to a soul master in just two years.

Either the martial spirit possesses some special ability, or the White Tiger Duke is secretly helping her; either possibility makes the Duchess extremely uneasy.

So he orchestrated this scene to nip this unstable factor in the bud.

"What are you doing? Don't come any closer... Ah!"

Punches and kicks came straight at Huo Yuhao, the force of which was completely merciless; aside from not using soul skills, these people were using their full strength.

"Yuhao!"

Huo Yun'er rushed out of the house just like she had done that day, and protected Huo Yuhao just like she had done that day.

Countless punches and kicks rained down on Huo Yun'er, leaving the mother covered in blood.

Huo Yun'er actually possessed the cultivation level of a Soul Master of over ten levels, but due to years of hard work and malnutrition, her body had long been depleted, and her current physical condition was even worse than Huo Yuhao's.

"Mom..." Huo Yuhao gritted his teeth in hatred as he watched this scene.

He wanted to turn the tables and protect his mother, but how could Huo Yun'er, who was blessed with maternal love, let her child protect her?

"Please, hit me. Don't hit my mother," Huo Yuhao pleaded tearfully.

This scene made even the Soul Masters who were beating them feel sorry for them. After all, most people still have a shred of kindness in their hearts, and treating a pitiful mother and child like this was simply...

The servant leader turned to look at Dai Huabin, only to see that the second young master's eyes were filled with cold indifference.

He sighed inwardly and continued what he was doing.

This was a death order from the Duchess; the servants couldn't disobey it, or their own families would die.

So where was Benjamin Son at this point?