Douluo Continent: Huo Yuhao, the Thief of Heaven

"Is this for Yuhao to absorb?" Tianmeng Ice Silkworm Pupa asked as it approached.

Benjamin shook his head. "Remember Electrolux you mentioned before? My remnant soul isn't even a split soul, so I'll leave it to him."

After saying that, Benjamin left this spiritual essence in Huo Yuhao's spiritual sea.

"Yuhao, let me see."

When Benjamin asked for it, Huo Yuhao immediately handed over the broken sword.

"This does indeed require the power of faith to repair, and in addition, a method is needed to preserve the accumulated power of faith," Benjamin said.

"What would happen if this method of accumulation didn't exist?"

"Then the sword would be like a leaky water tank, and spiritual beliefs would never remain on it."

As he spoke, Benjamin immediately began to activate the magic, silently praying to the no-longer-existing angel in his heart, and faint lights appeared on the blade.

Then, using techniques to fix it in place, this angel's sword...

No changes occurred.

"What's wrong? I don't see any changes." Huo Yuhao said, and several soul beasts, including Tianmeng Ice Silkworm, gathered around to watch.

The oversized Mirror Beast had no choice but to remain on the perimeter.

"Yes, it really hasn't changed at all," Benjamin said with a serious expression.

"Actually, there is one, but it's so small that you can't see it. It's also because I don't believe in the existence of angels, so the faith they give me is practically nonexistent."

Benjamin pointed to the broken edge of the sword to show Huo Yuhao and the spirits. Even Huo Yuhao, with his exceptional eyesight, had to look very, very carefully to see the slightest metallic protrusion.

As expected, nothing changed.

"This... it would take forever to repair the entire sword!" Huo Yuhao said awkwardly.

"If you have a sincere faith, you are a hundred thousand times better than someone like me who doesn't believe in angels or gods. The important thing is not this sword." Benjamin threw the broken sword back to Huo Yuhao.

"That is?"

"The method of refining this sword can temper one's spiritual power and accumulate Dao traces," Benjamin said with a smile.

Huo Yuhao is extremely talented in weapon crafting, which is also a kind of cultivation method. It is the only one among alchemy, talisman, array, and weapon crafting that does not belong to a separate major category.

"So, I can use the repair of this Angel Sword to replace my own cultivation?" Huo Yuhao asked happily.

Benjamin nodded. "If all goes well, your spiritual sea can directly communicate with this Angel Sword to repair it. That way, when that little angel is doing good deeds outside, you won't need to run out to find her to repair it."

"I see," Huo Yuhao exclaimed.

"It's time to go out; the people outside have been waiting for you for a long time."

"Wait, I still have questions..." Huo Yuhao said hurriedly.

But Benjamin didn't give him a chance; he made him wake up and face reality.

Huo Yuhao opened his eyes from the bed and found himself lying on a familiar bed. This was his own bedroom in the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School.

"what?"

Just as he was about to get up, he felt something pressing on his stomach and looked down.

Ning Tian was sitting in a chair, her body lying on the bed, fast asleep. Her sleeping posture was peaceful, but her brows were slightly furrowed.

"That little girl was very worried about you. She visited you the most while you were unconscious," Tianmeng Bingcan said.

"Huh? Is that so?" Huo Yuhao's expression turned surprised.

Although Ning Tian was considered his fiancée, among the girls, she was actually the one who treated him indifferently.

I feel there's a higher chance that someone else was guarding this place when I woke up.

"Her calm expression doesn't mean she's calm inside," Benjamin said.

"Perhaps it's her personality, or perhaps it's her way of dealing with the world, but in any case, this little girl developed strong feelings for you the second time you met, when you rescued her."

After hearing Benjamin's explanation, Huo Yuhao's face showed...

"I see."

A warm, burning feeling welled up inside Huo Yuhao, and he reached out his finger toward Ning Tian.

Huo Yuhao poked her delicate face and smiled happily.

Because of this, Ning Tian was awakened by Huo Yuhao. Seeing Ning Tian struggling to open his eyelids, Huo Yuhao felt a sense of panic.

He wasn't wearing any clothes.

When Ning Tian opened his eyes and saw Huo Yuhao awake, his first reaction was to be stunned, and then he noticed the embarrassed expression on Huo Yuhao's face.

I noticed that Huo Yuhao wasn't wearing...

"Oh, you're awake. Your clothes are ready. I'll go out and inform my father first." Contrary to expectations, Ning Tian remained calm.

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you."

Before Huo Yuhao could say anything more, Ning Tian quickly ran out.

After going outside, Ning Tian felt his cheeks burning hot, and he let out a long breath before reaching the top of the stairs.

"Wait, has he been staring at me for a long time before I woke up?... Never mind, let's inform Father first."

Ning Tian had a reason for telling Huo Yuhao to change his clothes first: someone had arrived at Qibao City.

"...Does your Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School still practice slavery?"

Inside the reception room of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, Xuan Ziwen, who had returned to the Heavenly Soul Empire after overcoming countless hardships, complained to He Caitou, who was pouring him tea.

He Caitou's attire reminded him of the Mo people servants recorded in the history of the Sun and Moon Empire, who also wore large collars.

"Brother, do you want to look at yourself now? At least I only have a collar around my neck, but you look almost like you've been exiled," He Caitou said speechlessly.

Although Xuan Ziwen now possesses the cultivation level of a Soul Master at the Soul Douluo level, his clothes are tattered and his body is filthy.

This is because he crossed over from the battle zone between Xingluo and Riyue amidst heavy artillery fire, and during the journey, he also found a disciple with good aptitude in the battle zone.

Currently in the washroom, he is being violently rinsed under the water by Wang Qiu'er.

"Xuan Ziwen, former researcher at the Mingde Hall of the Sun Moon Empire, level eight Soul Master. His main research areas are Soul Guidance Milk Bottles and High-Compression Energy Concentration Soul Guidance Arrays, right?" Ning Zhiyuan, sitting opposite Xuan Ziwen, looked troubled.

It's best to leave these kinds of things to professionals; you can't glean much from a resume on your own.

If Huo Yuhao hadn't been injured by the mental attack from the remnant of an eight-thousand-year-old body in Wuhun City three days ago, he should be the one sitting here now.

Fortunately, Huo Yuhao was not seriously injured; he simply fainted due to excessive mental stress.

If the Spirit Hall members hadn't been unaware of this, Ning Zhiyuan would have gone to destroy the Spirit Hall's only Title Douluo, even if it meant offending the two legendary, already dead gods.

"Father, Yuhao has woken up."

Ning Tian then knocked on the door of the reception room and reminded Ning Zhiyuan, who was sitting on the sofa.

"Oh, he's already awake?" Ning Zhiyuan was overjoyed. He turned to Xuan Ziwen and said, "Please wait a moment, the person in charge of our Soul Guidance Hall will be here soon."

"Yes, that's fine. Thank you for the introduction."