Lord Holy Sword is unreliable again.

According to the information transmitted by the Holy Sword, Lu Huaiyuan already knows that Mo Shi is the Right Protector of the Qing Clan. According to information from ten thousand years ago, he is a powerful official who is independent of the Council of Elders!

It is astonishing that such a powerful figure could make such an incomprehensible move.

How exactly is his brain structured?

If Mo Shi had killed Wang Hong, Lu Huaiyuan would naturally have initiated the next plan to try and reclaim the Holy Sword. But instead, he planted the Soul-Devouring Seed in Wang Hong and even forged a soul-coexisting contract!

Things suddenly became complicated.

If we focus all our efforts on nurturing Wang Hong, what if he is coerced by Mo Shi into taking the opposite side? Will Wang Hong really not be tempted by the Qing Clan?

Even if Wang Hong remains defiant to the death, wouldn't all the resources and effort invested be wasted? If we don't do our best to cultivate Wang Hong and let him fend for himself, what is the point of the Fire Seed Project?

Mo Shi, you're a true genius at coding!

Seeing Lu Huaiyuan's usually boastful expression, Wang Hong couldn't help but laugh. "Lu Zhiling, you are the most revered teacher! What could possibly stump you?"

"The soul symbiosis contract is not unbreakable, but this contract binds your two souls together like the roots of an old tree. Even with my strength, I cannot prevent any aftereffects!" Lu Huaiyuan said solemnly, his tone revealing helplessness.

"The soul is the most mysterious part of a living being, and it is also the most vulnerable to irreversible damage from external forces."

Wang Hong tensed up. Even someone like Lu Huaiyuan, who was above the immortal level, couldn't solve this?

"What should I do then?"

Lu Huaiyuan abandoned his distracting thoughts. Since the Spark had chosen Wang Hong, he shouldn't question Wang Hong's stance. What he needed to do was assist the Spark in its recovery!

"As the spark, you have the right to make all your own choices. It's not you asking me what to do, it's me asking you what to do!" Lu Huaiyuan said calmly.

Wang Hong secretly gave Lu Huaiyuan a thumbs up. Even though he had been taken in as a pet, Lu Huaiyuan still trusted him so much!

"What exactly is the origin of the Qing Clan? Is Mo Shi trying to hedge his bets? With the emergence of the Holy Clan, have they been hiding for ten thousand years?" Wang Hong asked a series of questions.

"The Qing Clan is undoubtedly our enemy. You've probably already deduced some events from ten thousand years ago. I can only tell you that there are definitely ancient beings hiding in the Four Continents, just like the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox. We don't know how many powerful members of the Qing Clan are lurking in the shadows; they are waiting for their chance to emerge!"

Wang Hong suddenly realized that no matter which side, the Four Continents Realm or the Qing Clan, lost, he, Wang Hong, would not lose! He shook his head and laughed, "It seems that my coexistence with Mo Shi may not be a bad thing after all."

However, if the Four Continents side fails, he will lose all his friends, become a true slave, and even the Earth may be affected!

Moreover, he must ensure Mo Shi's safety, otherwise it would be ridiculous if he suddenly died on the street!

Sensing the strange sensation emanating from the Holy Sword between his brows, he hurriedly asked Lu Huaiyuan, "Lord Lu, what's wrong with my Soul-Devouring Seed? Also, why does the Holy Sword seem rather useless to me?"

Lu Huaiyuan looked unconcerned: "The Holy Sword is specifically designed to counter the Qing Clan's techniques; it can break through the Soul-Devouring Seed at any time!"

Wang Hong felt relieved upon hearing this; that old bastard Mo Shi really did have something wrong with his head!

Lu Huaiyuan didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, but instead slowly and methodically explained some knowledge to Wang Hong.

"The body here is a temporary physical body created by the Torch based on your biological scan results. It is exactly the same as the one you had in the Four Continents Realm. Of course, there is only a wisp of your spirit in this body. The main soul is in your body in the Four Continents Realm."

"Does that mean my divided spirit and body will stay here forever?" Wang Hong couldn't help but glance in the direction Xuan had left.

"Of course not. Your divided spirit must return to the Four Continents Realm before you can learn the information you just learned."

Lu Huaiyuan explained, "Only when your soul and consciousness are strong enough can you truly achieve spirit splitting, with numerous soul clones always under the control of the main soul, sharing everything that each clone experiences. You could even say there is no distinction between main and secondary; each soul is you."

Hearing this, Wang Hong felt a surge of longing. If there were three Wang Hongs, then Duan Yi and the others wouldn't need to...

Wang Hong quickly suppressed his thoughts, glanced cautiously at Lu Huaiyuan, and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that Lu Huaiyuan showed no unusual expression.

"Strictly speaking, you are the main soul on the Torch. Your soul is too weak. Only by summoning your main soul can you maintain your intelligence."

Wang Hong listened attentively to Lu Huaiyuan's words, carefully sensing the mysteries of the soul. He was then shocked to discover that this body also contained a holy sword!

With a thought, a jade sword left his body and was held in Lu Huaiyuan's hand, where he gently stroked it.

"The Holy Sword is indeed terrifyingly powerful; its true form is not here, this is merely a projection!"

"Projection? Wasn't this body created by the Torch? How could the Holy Sword be projected here?"

Lu Huaiyuan's gaze was profound, seemingly piercing through endless space, as he looked at the Holy Sword itself. "The Holy Sword is far more powerful than you imagine! It will both make you and make itself!"

After waiting for a while, Wang Hong realized that Lu Huaiyuan showed no intention of explaining, so he asked, "Master, what you just said was that I can use this body for experiments?"

Lu Huaiyuan also put aside his own thoughts and gave Wang Hong an approving look, "Now try to wrap it with holy energy to purify the Soul-Devouring Seed in your body."

Wang Hong activated his holy energy to completely envelop the Soul-Devouring Seed, and felt waves of stinging pain. He instinctively felt uneasy.

Seeing Lu Huaiyuan's encouraging gaze, he immediately hardened his resolve, and his holy energy surged towards the Soul-Devouring Seed, merging together with it.

"Ah!" A tremendous pain came, and Wang Hong felt as if his soul was being torn apart.

"Stop right now!"

Xuan appeared beside Wang Hong without her noticing, and she exclaimed in surprise to stop her.

A vast white ocean expanded from Lu Huaiyuan's heart, enveloping Wang Hong and separating the holy energy between Wang Hong's brows from the Soul-Devouring Seed.

Lu Huaiyuan's brow shone brightly, a strange fluctuation scanning the Soul-Devouring Seed. He frowned and said, "Wang Hong, tell me the whole story of how the Soul-Devouring Seed was implanted in you!"

Wang Hong rubbed his head, enduring the piercing pain between his eyebrows, and slowly recounted everything that had happened back then.

Upon hearing that his memories were flowing like a great river into a whirlpool, Lu Huaiyuan's expression changed drastically. "If that's the case, then the memories are fused with the Soul-Devouring Seed, and therefore cannot be purified at will, otherwise one will lose all of their memories!"

Wang Hong cursed inwardly, "This kind of melodramatic amnesia plot actually happened to me!"

Xuan gestured, and the Flame Ship emitted strange fluctuations, constantly scanning Wang Hong's body. She said with a worried expression, "Ten thousand years have passed, and this Soul-Devouring Seed has become so troublesome!"

Wang Hong once again keenly captured the key information—ten thousand years ago!

"Xuan, tell me about things from ten thousand years ago!"

Xuan looked troubled. Since the Holy Sword had assessed that the swordholder's character was insufficient, she couldn't rashly tell him these secrets. She couldn't help but look at Lu Huaiyuan beside her. He was frowning and seemed to still be thinking about how to break the Soul Devouring Seed.

Lu Huaiyuan pondered for a moment, then said helplessly, "To completely neutralize the Soul-Devouring Seed, the memories must be extracted, but these memories are currently tangled up like paste, hidden within the vortex of the Soul-Devouring Seed. Even I am powerless to do anything about it!"

"What?" Wang Hong's expression changed drastically.

Xuan looked shocked. "Father, even you are powerless?"

She quickly ordered the Firefly to match a solution based on its vast database.

Seeing the various data transmitted by the Torch, Xuan smiled at Wang Hong and said, "Wang Hong, you don't need to worry about your safety."

Xuan displayed Wang Hong's anatomical scan to the three of them, comforting them, "The Soul-Devouring Seed only fused with your memories; under the protection of the Holy Sword, it failed to erode your soul and has absolutely no effect on you!" However, she still frowned slightly, clearly not believing herself that "it has absolutely no effect"!

Lu Huaiyuan laughed and said, "If you can't see it, it doesn't exist!"

Wang Hong's face darkened. "If it hasn't corrupted my soul, then why do I feel like I can't control my emotions! I clearly only admire Xuan, yet you all misunderstand me like this!"

Lu Huaiyuan explained, "The Holy Sword cannot completely seal off the Soul-Devouring Seed; it can only protect your soul, not your seven emotions, six desires, five senses, and six consciousnesses. Otherwise, Mo Shi would inevitably discover the clues!"

"However, the situation isn't too bad right now; you're just experiencing slight emotional fluctuations!"

"Slight fluctuations?" Wang Hong's lips twitched.

"Wang Hong, as long as you keep your godfather happy, he'll treat you like his own son!" Lu Huaiyuan joked.

The speaker may have meant no harm, but the listener took it to heart.

Wang Hong suddenly felt an unnamed emotion surge into his mind.

"Both of Mo Shi's sons died at my hands."

"But he treated me like his godson."

"Are there fathers like this in the world? Are there godsons like this?"

"Just because he is my enemy, does that mean I can stop at nothing and abandon all morality?"

As Wang Hong spoke, a profound sense of sorrow welled up from the bottom of his heart.

He knew that his thoughts and emotions were very wrong. He suppressed his feelings of shame and grief and silently shed two lines of tears.

Xuan fell silent, and Lu Huaiyuan also kept quiet.

"Mo Shi originally wanted to kill me to avenge the murder of his son. However, because I could be used, he planted a Soul-Devouring Seed in me, intending to make me his servant. He even went so far as to establish a symbiotic contract with me for the sake of the human race standing behind me."

"Whether they treat me as a slave or genuinely want to adopt me as their son, it doesn't really matter."

"Given the enormous disparity in strength, I had no choice at all."

"This is a matter of life and death."

"Life and death are devoid of emotion."

Xuan nodded appreciatively, picking up where Wang Hong left off, and said, "But there's a line to this. Wang Hong, what if Mo Shi has committed numerous evils, and I have no choice but to kill him?"

"Then I must ask Fairy Xuan to protect my fragile soul." Wang Hong smiled. "Fairy Xuan wouldn't want the flame to be extinguished, would she?"

"That's not necessarily true."

"Hehe, even Mo Shi understands that there are no eternal enemies in the world, so how could Fairy Xuan not understand? She just wants to hear me say that." Wang Hong pretended to be profound.

Xuan was genuinely puzzled, and frowned slightly as she asked, "Which sentence?"

"Compared to the price of Mo Shi's life, you cannot bear the price of my death."

Xuan was speechless upon hearing this. Why was this guy deliberately saying such obscure and difficult words?

"I will make you all wish I were dead!" Wang Hong said calmly.

Lu Huaiyuan looked at Wang Hong with new respect. Holy Sword and Firefly indeed had a unique ability to judge people!

Seeing that Wang Hong had returned to normal, he joked, "You're now the torchbearer, the successor of the Heavenly Craft Pavilion, the son-in-law of the Ji family, the son-in-law of the Lu family, and the son of Mo Shi of the Qing clan. You're a super agent!"

Wang Hong laughed heartily, "Haha! From now on, please call me Pangolin! At worst, I'll just quit this show!"

Lu Huaiyuan glanced at Xuan, then turned to Wang Hong and said, "Alright, Wang Hong, you've been here long enough. Prolonged spirit separation will put a huge burden on your main soul. Hurry back; your Broken Wing is eagerly awaiting your return!"

......

Wang Hong's figure transformed into streaks of light, which were absorbed into the biological vehicle generator in front of Xuan.

Xuan watched Wang Hong's disappearing figure and asked in confusion, "Father, why did you say so many swear words today?"

Lu Huaiyuan thought to himself, "It's just the two of us here, I can't exactly swear at you!" His expression remained calm: "To deal with Wang Hong, you have to swear!"

"Wang Hong said the Holy Sword isn't very useful. What's your opinion?"

Lu Huaiyuan had, of course, known about the Holy Sword's anomaly long ago.

"The Holy Sword's core is forged from a wisp of the world's origin from ancient Earth; nothing unusual can happen to it!"

"The origin of the world..." Xuan murmured repeatedly, her eyes gradually misting over.

Lu Huaiyuan gently patted Xuan's shoulder and said softly, "Don't overthink the Holy Sword. The more unusual it is, the more advantageous it is for us!"

Xuan banished her negative emotions, not wanting Lu Huaiyuan to worry about her, and looked at him with suspicion: "Father, is there really no way to resolve the Soul-Devouring Seed and the Symbiotic Contract?"

Lu Huaiyuan revealed a mysterious smile: "What do you think?"

Xuan smiled slightly, her worries gradually subsiding.

Seeing that Xuan was still preoccupied, Lu Huaiyuan teased her, "Xuan, I let you see what that kid Wang Hong was thinking just now. Now you know what kind of person Wang Hong is!"

Xuan's heart suddenly raced, and her face turned pink. Wang Hong's brain is simply not normal!

Unbelievable!

My father isn't a normal person either. Why would he make me see Wang Hong's thoughts?! Disgusting!

She turned and left in anger.

Lu Huaiyuan glanced at Xuan with concern. This girl, Xuan, was too naive; if she fell into Wang Hong's hands...

Damn it, how could I even have such a thought? It's an unforgivable sin!