Douluo Continent: Huo Yuhao, the Thief of Heaven

Through the blueprints delivered by Huo Yuhao, Ning Zhiyuan clearly saw a future, a future for soul tools.

Originally, the idea was that the sect's resources could be used freely, but various issues had to be considered, and all hopes couldn't be placed on Huo Yuhao.

As soon as Huo Yuhao came out, he saw that the two of them were already waiting for him in the corridor.

"What did Father say?" Ning Tian asked as he stepped forward.

Huo Yuhao smiled faintly, took the elder's token out of his pocket and showed it to the two of them, saying, "I have fulfilled my mission."

Upon seeing the ancient token bearing the inscriptions of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile School, the Bone Dragon, and the Seven Kill Sword, Ning Tian couldn't help but gasp.

"Although the result was expected, seeing this token is still quite shocking," Ning Tian said with emotion. "Yuhao, I remember you weren't even nine years old yet, were you?"

Huo Yuhao shrugged. "Let's wait another six months."

"Eight and a half years old, that's a record that probably no one will ever surpass. You should know that the youngest non-family elder in our Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School was only granted the title at the age of twenty-four."

Huo Yuhao nodded in agreement. After all, he had two cheat codes in his spiritual sea, so it would be difficult for him to create a combination of a million-year-old soul beast and an otherworldly visitor in the future.

"Tch." Wu Feng, who was standing a little distance away, scoffed and walked over.

He was genuinely happy for Huo Yuhao's achievements, but also dissatisfied that Huo Yuhao had drawn away Ning Tian's attention.

"My godmother told me that she'll take care of dealing with those stubborn people in the Soul Guidance Hall. I'm giving you a day off today so you can get some rest," Wu Feng said.

"Godmother?"

"Wu Feng's godmother is also my mother. Because Wu Feng and I have a good relationship and are from the same clan as my mother, I adopted Wu Feng as my goddaughter," Ning Tian explained.

"Oh." Huo Yuhao nodded blankly. "But I remember the original elder of the Soul Guidance Hall was a Soul Douluo. Could that aunt really keep him in check?"

"Don't worry about that, my godmother's name is Wu Yun," Wu Feng said proudly, puffing out his chest.

"so what?"

"A Title Douluo? Don't you even know anything about her? She was a newly promoted Title Douluo three years ago, with the title Yan Yun," Wu Feng said with some dissatisfaction.

"I really don't know anything about these things."

Huo Yuhao could only smile wryly. Three years ago, he was still being looked down upon at the White Tiger Duke's mansion. Where would he have gotten the time or inclination to pay attention to the situation on the mainland?

"In short, your father will clear away any obstacles for you."

"That's true, how about I treat you to grilled fish while we have some free time?"

"Great! Great!" Wu Feng responded excitedly.

Ning Tian's appetite was also whetted. Most of the food she usually ate was nourishing and beneficial for cultivation. Since it was beneficial for cultivation, it usually didn't taste very good.

"However, I need to report to my father first. Yuhao, you should go and prepare more ingredients. Wufeng and you both have big appetites."

"Okay, I'll be going now." Huo Yuhao waved to the two of them and left.

After Huo Yuhao had walked away, Wu Feng tugged at Ning Tian's sleeve.

"What's wrong, Wu Feng?" Ning Tian asked, puzzled.

"Ning Tian, ​​I think Huo Yuhao is very abnormal," Wu Feng said cryptically.

"How so?"

"Wasn't it once when I had to make a piece for him and live with him... eat and sleep with him for three days? During those three days, I never saw that kid lie down even once."

"what?"

Ning Tian's expression changed slightly. You know, even though she only sleeps four hours a day, sleeping is much more enjoyable than cultivating.

If Huo Yuhao has always been like this, then his willpower is truly terrifying.

"Hmm... if that's the case, it seems Yuhao's innate soul power isn't high, is it? This kind of willpower is rare even among mid-level soul masters above the Soul King level," Ning Tian pondered.

"Yeah, I really don't know where this kid gets such a strong will. I'm sure he's not doing this on purpose because I'm here," Wu Feng said confidently.

The core driving force that supported Huo Yuhao's tireless cultivation was humanity's strongest belief—

Hatred.

Hatred for the White Tiger lineage, hatred for the Sea God.

During this time, he learned everything that would happen in the future from Tianmeng, which reignited the hatred that had already lessened in him.

The flame burned smoldering in his chest, searing his heart with each passing moment.

He simply couldn't accept that he had been manipulated by Tang Shenwang and had become someone who had betrayed him.

Even his mother, whom he saw after ascending to the God Realm, had clearly been harmed by Tang San.

No matter what, his own mother would never ask him to be magnanimous and to reclaim the Dai surname after seeing how much he had suffered.

Therefore, Huo Yuhao desperately wanted power, the power to overturn everything, so that even the Sea God could not affect him.

Ning Tian suddenly remembered something and turned to ask Wu Feng, "By the way, how did you find out that he hasn't rested for three days?"

Wu Feng proudly patted his already well-developed chest, "Because I haven't rested for the past three days, I've been keeping a close eye on him."

Ning Tian's lips twitched. "You're quite a talent yourself."

Huo Yuhao stored all thirty-odd grass carp he had bought into his storage soul tool and left the last fish shop satisfied.

Just as Huo Yuhao was taking light steps toward the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, he felt as if something was pulling at his trouser leg.

He turned around and saw a figure in a cloak grabbing him.

Judging from her physique, she was clearly a child smaller than herself, and the dusty gray cloak indicated that she was a little beggar.

Another little beggar dressed in the same way ran out of the alley and knelt down like her companion.

"See, this is the consequence of not being vigilant enough. If it were the person who attacked you, you would be dead by now. And you're a spirit-type soul master, for goodness' sake," Benjamin lectured Huo Yuhao in a teasing tone.

"I was there, but I don't know why I just ignored them..."

"My lord!"

Huo Yuhao found the little beggar's voice surprisingly pleasant, but he never expected to be addressed as "Master" one day.

She tugged at her companion who had run over beside her, and said to Huo Yuhao in an even more pitiful voice, "My sister and I haven't eaten for days. Please, have mercy and share some of the fish you bought with us. Raw fish is fine too."

"My lord..." another little girl pleaded in a soft, sweet voice.

"Look at how dull and stupid she looks. She was born with a mental disability and can't remember things. Please have pity on us."

"Don't be like this. How about I give you some money to buy something to eat? Eating raw fish is really not good," Huo Yuhao said hastily, waving his hand.

Having experienced hunger himself, he was particularly sympathetic to those suffering in hardship.

He took out two silver soul coins from his soul tool and intended to hand them to the two sisters, but Benjamin suddenly interrupted, "That's not enough, it's not even enough to fill their teeth."

In the sea of ​​spirit, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm huddled in a corner, burying its head in the sand like an ostrich.

This is a fear rooted deep in one's blood.