Douluo Continent: Reborn as Yuhao, they all have ulterior motives.

Chapter 388 They Are History (Part 2)

"Outsiders, please leave now."

"Hmm, it's our first meeting, and you're already trying to kick me out?"

Hearing those cold words that sounded like an ultimatum, Huo Yuhao showed no sign of leaving. He simply tilted his head and calmly gazed at the illusory figure, which was entirely formed from purple miasma and held a scythe.

"I thought that Rakshasa God allowed us to come here because he wanted both sides to have an open and honest talk. Was it because I addressed you incorrectly? Perhaps I should address you as His Holiness the Pope rather than Rakshasa God? Or perhaps..."

He paused, as if he had glimpsed something hidden behind that domineering aura, and then smiled.

"You're so weak you don't have the strength to fight, so you resort to this bluffing to get us out of here? Your Holiness the Pope?"

With the unique perspective brought by his mental detection, he was able to see through the emotions of the last Pope of the Spirit Hall, a man of great historical significance, from beginning to end, and saw through his outward strength but inner weakness.

As expected, Bibi Dong paused noticeably after hearing his words, and her hand gripping the sickle tightened unconsciously.

But she quickly stopped herself from losing her composure and let out a mocking laugh.

"What a ridiculous fantasy! Are people ten thousand years from now really this arrogant and conceited?"

"Whether you're arrogant or not, I can tell by your reaction."

Completely unaffected by the other person's words, Huo Yuhao shrugged and continued speaking to himself.

"Unfortunately, my teacher was in a similar state of remnant soul as you are now, so I happen to know a bit about this situation."

"Although the soul can escape reincarnation, it needs something to rely on in order to exist for a long time; otherwise, it will also fall into slumber, or even be completely annihilated due to the gradual loss of power."

As he spoke, his gaze fell on the huge scythe in Bibi Dong's hand, his voice resolute.

"So you chose to attach your divine soul to your divine artifact."

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Ignoring Bibi Dong's silence, he continued.

"Unfortunately, while this method will prevent you from falling into a deep sleep, it won't give you enough power to protect the divine artifact left behind by your daughter, will it?"

Unlike the sword of life that Yi Lao possessed, which had vast life energy to spare and could even help repair the soul, the scythe that Bibi Dong possessed only prevented her power from being consumed out of thin air. Once she actively used her power, the consumed energy could not be recovered on its own.

But just as Huo Yuhao said, if she doesn't use her power, not only will those Soul Masters who aspire to become gods flock to her and fight for the Angelic Holy Sword left behind by Qian Renxue, but even Tang San, who has already become a god, probably won't let go of this opportunity to easily obtain a divine artifact.

Therefore, in order to sustain herself for a longer period of time, Bibi Dong chose to use the characteristics of the Rakshasa Demon Scythe to begin absorbing the power of the Soul Masters who died at Jialing Pass in order to sustain her own energy expenditure.

In the immediate period after her death, this method was indeed very effective, but as time went on, fewer and fewer unfortunate souls tried to set foot here. Even though she had minimized the consumption as much as possible, she, who had only been able to replenish her strength occasionally for thousands of years, was now almost at her wit's end.

After a long silence, Bibi Dong's voice finally rang out again. Although she was no longer as stubborn as before, her tone was noticeably more wary.

"What exactly are you trying to achieve by saying all this?"

"Hmm, so eager to get straight to the point?"

Huo Yuhao smiled and gestured to Ye Guyi beside him.

Having understood his meaning, Ye Guyi immediately released her Sacred Angel Martial Soul. Although she had not yet obtained her ninth soul ring, her cultivation had already reached the bottleneck of level ninety, and the wings on her back had already become three pairs of six wings.

A sacred golden light burst forth from her body, briefly dispelling the miasma to a more distant place. Even Bibi Dong was momentarily dazed when she sensed Ye Guyi's martial spirit aura, due to a faint sense of familiarity surging from the depths of her memory.

Just then, Huo Yuhao's voice reached her ears again.

"As you can see, just like those Soul Masters who died here."

His gaze pierced through the miasma and met Bibi Dong's somewhat dazed eyes. He said, "I want to help my companion take that sword away."

Before arriving here, Huo Yuhao had seen historical records mentioning that "the Angel Goddess Qian Renxue sacrificed her own divine position, at the cost of her own divine status falling, to launch her final attack."

He was initially skeptical of the matter, but after he sensed the Angelic Holy Sword through mental detection and felt a similar aura to when he stripped the divine mark from Ning Rongrong, he realized that the records were true.

This is why Huo Yuhao was so shocked when he released his mental detection at the door.

This means that this trip could not only yield a divine artifact that perfectly suits Ye Guyi, but it's even possible that if the broken angelic divine position within it is repaired, this silly girl could inherit the angelic divine position again.

As for the previously worried ninth spirit ring?

He could have used the power of faith to create a divinely bestowed soul ring for Ye Guyi, thanks to the restored Angelic Godhood.

After all, this girl's martial soul is very unique. No matter what kind of soul beast the soul ring comes from, the soul skills that are ultimately presented are all fixed templates similar to the true form of the martial soul. The divinely bestowed soul ring can be said to have been tailor-made for her.

Originally, he only wanted to get a ninth spirit ring, but unexpectedly, the divine artifact and the divine position were also given away as a package deal. Even Huo Yuhao would feel genuinely happy after seeing this surprise delivered to his door.

However, upon hearing this, Bibi Dong scoffed, turning her gaze away from Ye Guyi and looking at him with a mocking expression.

"You already guessed that I was willing to expend my power to protect the Holy Sword of the Angel, so why do you think I would let you take it away?"

"Or do you think that simply bringing someone with an angelic martial soul will make me lower my guard and hand over my daughter's belongings?"

"Excuse me, but it seems you've misunderstood something. I never expected you to compromise because of this."

As if he had expected her to say this, Huo Yuhao's expression remained unchanged: "After all, even if you disagree, I will not give up."

"What? You think I can't do anything to you, so you're planning to do whatever you want?"

She looked Huo Yuhao up and down, her eyes flashing with undisguised madness and determination.

"I don't know where your god-like power comes from, but why don't you think about it? If simply having power were useful, why hasn't this thing fallen into the hands of your ancestor Tang San even after I've been dead for ten thousand years?"

"With my current strength, I may indeed be unable to stop you, but before you succeed, I can easily destroy this angelic holy sword, which is already nearing its limit, by self-destruction. If you insist on taking it, the end result will only be that you get nothing!"

Unexpectedly, Huo Yuhao was not as angry as she had expected. He merely glanced at her indifferently, his calm and unwavering gaze seemingly able to see right through her.

"I regret to inform you that while the 'mutual destruction' strategy might work for Tang San, for me, the price is not unbearable."

The reason Tang San didn't take the Angelic Holy Sword during those ten thousand years wasn't because he couldn't defeat Bibi Dong, but simply because it wouldn't be worth the risk.

For ten thousand years, he has controlled the entire path to advancement in the Douluo Continent. Not to mention that the Angel God's position has been shattered, even if someone were to become the successor of the Angel God by chance, unless he were to train them as his subordinates, they would have no chance of becoming a god and ascending to the God Realm.

Under these circumstances, Tang San naturally had no need to risk being punished by the God Realm after being exposed by forcibly obtaining a divine artifact that was not particularly compatible with his own divine position.

Why not use other divine artifacts to nourish himself? Wouldn't it be better to just nurture him with the power of faith?

Why go through all that trouble and risk?

Especially since this divine artifact is protected by Bibi Dong, who might choose to self-destruct along with the already nearly broken Angelic Holy Sword at the slightest provocation, not only would it be a waste of effort, but the God of Destruction might also seize upon it.

But the problem is that Tang San has these concerns, while Huo Yuhao doesn't!

"Even if you destroy the Angelic Sword, the divine position contained within it will not disappear. I can still use it to secure sufficient benefits for my companions."

As if to prove the credibility of his words, a golden light flashed between Huo Yuhao's brows, and with a detached voice, the aura of the Seed of the Plane flashed and disappeared from his vertical eye.

"Of course, Your Holiness the Pope can also give it a try and see if I really have the ability."

With the Seed of Planes, not only could he seize the already shattered divine position within the Angelic Holy Sword, but he could also take over Bibi Dong's Rakshasa divine position if he so desired.

"..."

Bibi Dong remained silent. The moment she sensed the aura of the Seed of the Dimension, she realized that she had lost her bargaining chip.

There was no blustering threat, nor any humble pleading to gain even a shred of pity. After a brief silence, she calmly raised her head, coldly gazing at Huo Yuhao with a mocking tone.

"Since that's the case, what are you waiting for? Make your move and take my Rakshasa godhood as well."

"You can rest assured about that."

Huo Yuhao shook his head seriously: "Before we become irreconcilable enemies, my moral bottom line will not allow me to use such underhanded means as extortion against someone I have no grudge against."

"As I said at the beginning, the reason I called you out was to have an open and honest talk between us. As for my behavior just now... well, you can take it as me showing sincerity."

Bibi Dong's expression froze, as if she had never seen such a shameless person before, and she laughed in anger.

"You call this showing sincerity?"

"certainly."

With an air of superior arrogance, Huo Yuhao met Bibi Dong's cold eyes as if looking down at her.

"Isn't it a sign of sincerity to be willing to sit down at the negotiating table and come up with a reasonable solution acceptable to both sides, even when you have an overwhelming advantage?"

"You might not believe it, but the reason I strive to become stronger is to have more options when faced with problems. But if even after gaining power, the only option I have is to kill, then what is the point of pursuing power?"

He paused for a moment, then his expression suddenly became more sincere: "So I sincerely hope that you can accept the conditions I offer, so that this negotiation can end in a way that pleases both parties."

"..."

Bibi Dong was stunned. For a moment, she even doubted her own ears.

Where the hell did this lunatic spring from?

With such a handsome face, why the hell can't he speak human language?

In just ten thousand years, has the Douluo Continent already gone mad like this?

But then, a smile crept across her face, her tone full of sarcasm.

"Trying to negotiate with a madman who ruled the continent ten thousand years ago? Should I call you insane or stupid? Since you've already seen through my current state, you should also understand how many people I've killed in these ten thousand years, right?"

She stared intently into Huo Yuhao's azure eyes, trying to find even the slightest hint of wavering.

"Don't even mention forcibly taking what you want. Even if you killed me here, no one would blame you. In fact, the whole continent would applaud you. Even so, you still want to make a deal with me?"

Is there any necessary connection between these two things?

Seemingly puzzled by her question, Huo Yuhao tilted his head in confusion.

"Whether what you do is a righteous act with a great purpose or simply a way to satisfy your own ambition, it makes no difference to me. After all, you are just a piece of history from ten thousand years ago."

From that sudden silence, he calmly expressed his thoughts.

"The era ten thousand years ago created you and the Spirit Hall, but now a new era has arrived. Whether you are hateful or pathetic, you are nothing but losers abandoned by the times."

"And now, my arrival gives you an opportunity, an opportunity to participate in this era once again."

"Should I guard my daughter's belongings until they completely disappear, or should they become my support?"

Without any pretense or lies, Huo Yuhao solemnly told her.

The choice is yours.

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Hearing their conversation, Ye Guyi's lips twitched inexplicably.

Looking back, it seems that I was also moved by Huo Yuhao's few words and ended up joining the Holy Spirit Cult in a daze, becoming his slave.

She suddenly realized that she might have made a mistake.

This guy is a devil who can bewitch people with words, so why would he need the abilities of an evil spirit master?

As expected, after several attempts to speak, Bibi Dong finally closed her eyes as if she had made a decision.

State your conditions.

Huo Yuhao was overjoyed.

Although they say they don't care if the Angelic Holy Sword is destroyed, who would refuse to get another artifact if given the chance?

Anyway, it's just a matter of spending a little more time talking. This is a risk-free and highly profitable business, so why not do it?

"Hmm... judging from your expression, you don't seem very interested in resurrection. How about... we eliminate your enemy, Tang San?"

Huo Yuhao blinked: "It just so happens that I have a grudge against him, so how about using that as leverage?"

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Could this kid be saying this on purpose because he knows I have a grudge against Tang San?

Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes slightly, looking at Huo Yuhao with some suspicion.

"As far as I know, all the Soul Masters nowadays worship Tang San. Putting aside whether your promise is credible or not, even if you really do have a grudge against Tang San as you say, you can't possibly fight him with your current strength."

At this point, she added a reminder: "Even if you obtain the angelic sword and divine position from me, the ending will not change..."

But before she could finish speaking, the rest of her words seemed to get stuck in her throat, and she couldn't utter another word.

Suddenly, Huo Yuhao found himself holding a scythe that appeared to be made of countless large salt crystals, even larger than her Rakshasa Demon Scythe.

"Although it has completely changed its appearance, I believe you have already realized what its predecessor was, right?"

Bibi Dong recognized it immediately. Even though it was completely unrecognizable and its aura was no longer as sacred as before, the sense of familiarity that welled up from the bottom of her heart made her recognize it at a glance. It was the trident that Tang San had held ten thousand years ago.

But it was precisely because she recognized the origin of the Scythe of Sin that she felt particularly shocked.

"How did you do that?"

"This is a closely guarded secret that cannot be disclosed to outsiders."

Huo Yuhao chuckled as he sheathed the scythe, then reminded him with a hint of amusement, "It's time to make a decision, Your Holiness the Pope."

How confident are you?

"have no idea."

Huo Yuhao shook his head, giving a very honest answer, and couldn't help but ask, "Does the percentage of certainty even matter?"

Bibi Dong seemed stumped by the question, and after a moment she couldn't help but laugh self-deprecatingly: "Yeah, even you, the real person, aren't afraid, yet I, someone who's already dead, am worried about these things."

As she spoke, she suddenly glanced at Huo Yuhao sideways and asked meaningfully, "Judging from your expression, it seems you want more than just the Angelic Holy Sword, don't you?"

As if instantly understanding the meaning of her words, Huo Yuhao's eyes lit up: "Are you planning to give me the Rakshasa Artifact as well?"

Bibi Dong choked for a moment. Although that was indeed what she meant, seeing this guy taking food and drinks without even bothering to refuse made her inexplicably annoyed.

"If you wish, I can naturally pass on the position of Rakshasa god to you."

Her tone was somewhat cold and hard: "Don't blame me for not reminding you, the Rakshasa God's position controls the same domain as the Asura God's position, but it belongs to a lower-level killing authority. This means that once you inherit my god's position, you will be completely suppressed by Tang San."

"I see."

As if startled by her tone, Huo Yuhao fell into deep thought, but quickly put on an "I don't mind" look and comforted her understandingly.

"It's alright, it's a divine position after all, I can save it for my other companions."

(End of this chapter)