Douluo Continent: Becoming a God of Magic Starting with Your Martial Soul

The person at the door wasn't there to arrest Dai Huabin, nor was he some kind of vengeful ghost; he was Ma Xiaotao, whose evil fire was on the verge of spiraling out of control.

When Huo Yuhao realized that the other party had come to find him, he got up and had just reached the door when he felt two mountains pressing down on him.

Wang Dong immediately wanted to step forward to stop him, but then he heard Zhou Sichen's envious voice from the side.

"What incredible luck Old Huo had! He's so young and already has face wash!"

Cao Jinxuan, who was drinking water nearby, couldn't hold back when he heard this and sprayed Zhou Sichen's face with water.

Seeing this, Xiao Xiao chuckled and said, "Your wish came true pretty quickly."

Zhou Sichen wiped the water from her face with a resentful expression: "Old Cao, you did this on purpose, didn't you?"

"It's really not my fault!" Cao Jinxuan said innocently. "Who told you to make me laugh while I was drinking water!"

As Wang Yan entered the classroom, the group finally stopped laughing and joking.

Wang Yan straightened his expression and first announced that there would be an assessment for core disciples in a few days before starting the class.

Instantly, the people in Lu Yi's row all wore bitter expressions and muttered in unison, "Why is there another test?"

Lu Yi smiled and glanced at Dai Huabin not far away.

He knew that this assessment was for selecting the Shrek Seven Devils reserve team.

But he didn't care about the so-called selection at all; he just felt that an opportunity had come.

"You'd better pray the academy expels you soon!"

……

As evening approached, Ma Xiaotao finally ended her comings and goings with Huo Yuhao.

Of course, this refers to the soul power between the two.

After experiencing a day of extremes, Ma Xiaotao felt refreshed and energetic, her inner fire completely extinguished.

What is certain is that she will be able to cultivate peacefully for a long time afterward without being troubled by the evil fire.

In contrast, Huo Yuhao appeared listless, as Ma Xiaotao was simply too fierce, and he was on the defensive the entire time.

If he hadn't passed out after being drained, Ma Xiaotao probably wouldn't have stopped.

However, this training also had obvious benefits for Huo Yuhao, namely, his physique improved in the process.

But soon, even better news arrived.

Because the soul bone he exchanged for arrived.

That evening, after Huo Yuhao had adjusted his condition, Wang Dong protected him as he began to fuse with the 40,000-year-old Mirror Shadow Beast's spiritual skull.

The process was much easier and more comfortable than he had imagined, after all, the first soul bone he fused with came from the Ice Emperor.

He completed the absorption before dawn.

At this point, Huo Yuhao possessed the two most precious and valuable soul bones: the head and the torso.

"Yuhao, what kind of soul bone skill have you obtained? Let me see it!"

Wang Dong was extremely curious and excitedly urged.

Huo Yuhao was equally excited and didn't intend to keep them in suspense: "Then unleash your Martial Soul!"

Although Wang Dong was somewhat surprised, he didn't ask any further questions.

With the Divine Light Butterfly Martial Soul attached to her, a pair of magnificent blue butterfly wings appeared on her back.

Huo Yuhao's eyes lit up, and his gaze fell on Wang Dong.

Immediately afterwards, three spirit rings, Huang Zizi and Huang Zizi, rose from beneath Huo Yuhao's feet.

Upon seeing this, Wang Dong's eyes widened instantly: "How do you have three spirit rings?"

But what happened next left Wang Dong stunned.

A pair of crystal-clear, jade-white butterfly wings unfolded from behind Huo Yuhao, radiating a flowing light like the finest silk, their appearance in no way inferior to the Goddess of Light Butterfly.

When Huo Yuhao turned around to admire the copied martial soul with a joyful expression, he was also stunned.

"Huh? Something's not right?" Huo Yuhao scratched his head and muttered to himself, "Why are my wings different from yours?"

Based on Huo Yuhao's understanding of the newly acquired Soul Bone Skill "Copy," it should perfectly replicate the target's Martial Soul appearance and possess 80% of the target's Soul Skill's power, lasting up to five minutes.

But although the wings on her back were also quite beautiful, they were completely different from Wang Dong's. Why was that?

Meanwhile, in Huo Yuhao's spiritual sea, Tianmeng and Bingdi were in an uproar, but they blocked Huo Yuhao from their view.

The two beasts didn't know why Huo Yuhao didn't copy the Goddess of Light Butterfly Martial Soul, but instead became a different Martial Soul, which was also inseparable from Tianmeng.

This kind of soul beast can no longer be seen in the far north, because it is the metamorphic form of the Ice Silkworm—the Ice Silkworm Moth.

Although transforming into an ice silkworm moth allows for a wider range of movement, it also makes them more vulnerable to predation, so the ice silkworm clan has abandoned this form.

"Ahem~ After all, everyone's constitution is different, so it's normal for there to be differences!"

Wang Dong snapped out of his shock and, thinking about the nature of his martial spirit, tried to change the subject: "So, you can fly now too?"

At this point, Huo Yuhao nodded in surprise.

Without saying a word, he quickly pulled Wang Dong out of the dormitory.

After some attempts, his feet did indeed leave the ground, but his body wobbled and struggled to fly up, flipping and tumbling in mid-air with no sense of balance whatsoever.

Huo Yuhao didn't fly for long before he stopped flapping his wings and landed on the ground.

"Phew~"

He exhaled, "Why is it that even with wings, it's still not easy to fly?"

"Of course! Don't think flying is a simple thing!" Wang Dong said proudly. "You only temporarily possess a flying martial soul, but I've had it since I awakened my martial soul. Flying is instinctive for me!"

"That's true!" Huo Yuhao didn't deny this statement. "Then take a look at this!"

Huo Yuhao retracted the white butterfly wings on his back, and a black light flashed in his right hand, revealing the Haotian Hammer, which was not very noticeable in the pre-dawn darkness.

"You actually—" Wang Dong sensed that familiar aura, "You can even replicate my second martial soul?"

Just like Tang San ten thousand years ago, Wang Dong was deeply shocked by the martial soul replicated by Oscar's mirror intestine.

Huo Yuhao was overjoyed beyond words. He was trying to use the Clear Sky Hammer to perform a Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique when the copying time ended and the Martial Soul Possession state was passively canceled.

"It's a pity the copying time is only five minutes!" Huo Yuhao said with some regret, "and it can only be activated once every twelve hours!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Dong felt that Huo Yuhao had also gone astray and had even started to like showing off.

"Tch, five minutes is enough. You're just being hypocritical, getting a good deal and then complaining!"

Wang Dong turned around and walked towards the dormitory, not wanting to talk to Huo Yuhao anymore.

As the saying goes, people's joys and sorrows are not shared, and it is difficult for them to empathize with each other.

Huo Yuhao just hoped it could last longer, but Wang Dong felt that five minutes was enough.

Could it be that I really embezzled?

Through this experiment, Huo Yuhao realized that even though he was using a cloned martial soul, the soul power he consumed was still his own, and the power was weakened. If he were to fight against the original owner, he would have no chance of winning.

Furthermore, the stronger the target being cloned, the shorter the duration will be, and the body will suffer varying degrees of depletion afterward.

After fusing with Ice Emperor, his soul power reached level 25.

With his current strength, he was able to replicate Wang Dong at level 31 for five minutes without using any soul skills, but it still left him in a state of brief weakness afterward.

If the cloned entity is a Soul King, it might deplete its own soul power by casting a single soul skill, forcing it to deactivate the cloned state.

Now, something was on Huo Yuhao's mind, so he hurriedly returned to his dormitory to seek Wang Dong's opinion.

"Wang Dong, what do you think would happen if I copied Lu Yi's martial soul?"

Upon hearing this idea, Wang Dong's eyes lit up.

"That's exactly what I was thinking. You have to find a chance to test his unorthodox martial spirit. I strongly suspect he's hiding something else!"