Douluo Continent, Huo Yuhao who returned from Sekiro

Chapter 1267 Ye Xishui's Fear (6K)

"Moun."

Looking at Beibei, who was radiating a bright aura, Long Xiaoyao instantly recognized who she was.

"Wow, so this is the Dark Dragon Emperor!"

Suddenly, Bei Bei's mature and composed demeanor vanished, and her gaze towards Long Xiaoyao was filled with curiosity.

"Sorry, I was just thinking it to myself, I don't know why I blurted it out. Sorry for you two chatting!"

Beibei awkwardly explained a few things, and the look in her eyes that had been on her looking at a rare object changed again, turning into nostalgia.

Beibei, or rather Mu En, chuckled softly: "Hehe, you've made a fool of yourself, Xiaoyao."

Long Xiaoyao opened his mouth, with countless words he wanted to say at this moment.

But these familiar words just wouldn't come out.

In the end, all that could be left was the name "Moun," a call to the name of an old friend from the past.

Countless hardships and emotions are contained in this single call.

Elder Mu didn't say much, but gestured for Long Xiaoyao to sit down beside him.

Huo Yuhao took out the tea set from his storage soul tool at the right time and began to pour tea for the two elderly people.

Long Xiaoyao sat to the side, silent for a long time, before slowly saying, "You've clearly made a fool of yourself in front of everyone; you've taken on a good disciple."

Elder Mu did not deny this, and instead looked at Huo Yuhao with pride.

If his own apprentice could bring him back from the dead, then Mu En felt that if such an apprentice was not something to be proud of, then no one else was.

After brewing tea for the two of them, Huo Yuhao gently snapped his fingers, took out Ye Xishui's sealed soul, and placed it aside. He then stepped aside to avoid disturbing their conversation.

Mu En glanced at Ye Xishui's ethereal soul, a faint, enigmatic hum playing at the corners of his lips, his attitude ambiguous.

"Old Long, sometimes I really wonder, are you genuinely confused, or are you just pretending to be stupid?"

Long Xiaoyao gently picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and a wry smile appeared on his face: "Both of these options seem to be quite difficult."

Old Master Mu did not respond, but simply watched Long Xiaoyao with a smile. The latter also remained silent, only sipping the tea in his cup. Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

Old Master Mu eventually handed over the tea he had only taken a small sip of, and Long Xiaoyao drank it all without hesitation.

Alcohol may numb the senses, but tea leaves only a lingering aftertaste.

"If only I had such a high alcohol tolerance back then."

Long Xiaoyao laughed self-deprecatingly, "Yuhao told me that you actually knew all along."

Old Master Mu nodded slightly, his eyes revealing certainty: "Yes, I know very well about Shao Zhe's background, including his own."

"With my strength and Shrek Academy's influence, investigating someone's background is a piece of cake."

"All I need is to protect Shao Zhe, lest you two suddenly lose your conscience and insist on taking Shao Zhe back to see if you can turn the Phoenix of Light into the Phoenix of Darkness."

"As for you and Ye Xishui, I couldn't control either of you back then. What did Yuhao say again—'Respect the fate of others,' right?"

Moon slowly finished saying what he wanted to say before leaning back in his chair.

Even now, possessing the body of a young and strong man like Bei Bei, he still instinctively wanted to find a less strenuous posture—a lingering effect of the torment he suffered at the hands of the Dragon Pill.

In the end, it seems that only I was foolish.

Long Xiaoyao closed his eyes and sighed deeply, followed by another long silence.

The two old men gazed at each other silently, as if they could sit like this forever.

"Yuhao," Elder Mu suddenly spoke, "help her break the seal."

"Yes, sir." Huo Yuhao sat upright in the corner, and with a light tap of his fingertip, Ye Xishui's frozen soul slowly revived.

Huo Yuhao took out Ye Xishui's body, which had already lost some of its vitality, and casually kneaded Ye Xishui's soul into a ball and stuffed it back in.

Soon, the aura of the Limit Douluo within Ye Xishui's body slowly rose, and the imprisoned sea of ​​spirit began to thaw.

Suddenly, a strong golden light burst forth from Ye Xishui's body.

Her youthful eyes snapped open, unleashing a powerful aura and overwhelming pressure.

With a loud phoenix cry, Ye Xishui transformed into a radiant phoenix and soared into the sky.

"seal up."

Huo Yuhao's expression was cold and stern as he uttered a single word.

A powerful force, spatial ripples, appeared, and Ye Xishui, who was trying to escape the Sea God Pavilion, crashed into it and was frozen in place.

Before Ye Xishui could even spread her wings, she was forcibly suppressed, and even her unfinished phoenix cry was forced back down.

She stared wide-eyed at Huo Yuhao in horror, her heart filled with doubt.

I clearly used the power of the Phoenix of Light to reincarnate, so why was I still captured by Huo Yuhao?

And where is this?

Ye Xishui's eyes darted around rapidly, scanning the surroundings.

"This is the Sea God's Pavilion? How could this be the Sea God's Pavilion?"

Ye Xishui spoke in surprise.

"Where...where am I? Where's Xiaoyao?! What did you do to him?!"

She shouted, her voice trembling with fear. Huo Yuhao ignored her, gently waving his hand to turn her around.

As she turned around, seeing that Long Xiaoyao was safe and sound, Ye Xishui felt a surge of joy and relief.

But when Ye Xishui saw Bei Bei sitting calmly, and saw that familiar gaze that she had never been able to conquer in her entire life, Ye Xishui was stunned.

Ye Xishui certainly knew about Bei Bei.

She remembered Bei Bei especially after the other party unleashed his true bloodline in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Tournament.

Even if Beibei is Moon's great-great-grandson, it's impossible for her to have the same temperament and mannerisms as Moon!

"Impossible, you couldn't be."

Ye Xishui's lips trembled. Mu En was dead, and everything was now impossible to verify. But what if Mu En hadn't died?

"What, are you so afraid to see me again?"

Old Master Mu did not show any emotional fluctuation due to Ye Xishui's strange reaction. He had experienced too much in his life and did not have time to be surprised by anything.

At this moment, Ye Xishui's face was filled with only horror and fear: "You! You're not dead!? How could you not be dead!? This is impossible!"

Ye Xishui shouted wildly, as if she were in a frenzy.

Mu En smiled and asked, "Xi Shui, it's been over a hundred years since we last met. Aren't you happy to be reunited?"

Ye Xishui was speechless for a moment, her heart filled with mixed feelings.

Upon suddenly seeing her elder brother who had passed away a century ago, Ye Xishui's mind was in complete turmoil.

"You probably don't know this yet, but during the months that Yuhao sealed you away, all the evil soul masters in the world have been sent to the new Slaughter City by Yuhao."

"The Holy Spirit Cult's plan to rule the world has completely failed, and apart from Zhang Peng, all the elders and worshippers of your Holy Spirit Cult have long been beheaded."

Moon sighed softly, his tone calm yet firm: "As leaders of the Holy Spirit Church, you will face the judgment you deserve; this is the final reckoning."

(End of this chapter)