Douluo Continent, Huo Yuhao who returned from Sekiro

Chapter 482 The Siren Boy (Daily Ten Thousand Words)

Huo Yuhao took out the memory images that Electrolux had helped him separate and began to observe the memories of the evil soul master whose martial soul was the Siren.

The other party's memories were nothing special. Perhaps it was because the legend of the siren was still circulating among the soul masters in the coastal areas, and his siren martial soul was the object of exclusion from the very beginning.

No one has ever said that the Siren Martial Soul must rely on sacrificing souls to become stronger. The fact that the Soul Master in that Soul Master's memory improved to the Great Soul Master realm through his own efforts is the best proof of this.

Everything changed after the other party acquired his second soul ring. A fisherman returning from the sea still disdainfully called him a "sea monster brat."

Why do you see others calling me "Great Soul Master" or "Great Soul Master," but when they call me "Sea Monster Boy," I just say it?

The reason why the other party embarked on a path of no return was that simple: the fisherman still harbored the same loathing for the siren, an evil spirit beast that feeds on lost fishermen, which brought him a calamity that should not have befallen him.

Seeing this, Huo Yuhao sighed. He was certain that even if this sea monster soul master hadn't met this person, his transformation into an evil soul master would have been inevitable.

If this kind of martial soul were placed in front of Shrek Academy's surveillance map, it would probably be directly beaten into an evil soul master.

Shrek seems to have fallen into a misconception because of the disappearance of the Killing City: one must go to extremes to correct a wrong, otherwise it cannot be corrected.

In this somewhat fanatical era, what appears to be an evil spirit is simply an evil spirit. Nana's Ghost Spirit, Ghost Douluo's Phantom Spirit, and even the Bone Dragon Spirit of Bone Douluo, the guardian Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School ten thousand years ago, are all likely symbols of evil spirit masters.

As long as they don't want to die, these Soul Masters who are caught in the middle must find someone to rely on.

Continuing to peruse the memories of the Sea Demon Martial Soul Master, Huo Yuhao watched as an ordinary Soul Master from a coastal region gradually ascended to the Soul Saint realm by using the blood of mortals.

At first, he maintained a facade of justice, as if he was only seeking revenge and speaking out against injustice. Before harming others, he would ask them what they thought of a Soul Master with a Sea Monster Martial Soul. Later, perhaps because someone's answer did not meet his expectations, he changed the question to how they viewed the Soul Beast Sea Monster.

In the end, he completely abandoned this veil of pretense and began indiscriminate killing. After joining the Holy Spirit Cult, he heard the story of the sea god.

When he heard the legend that the Spirit Hall was destroyed by the Sea God and that the City of Slaughter was also destroyed by him, he almost immediately took it as gospel and became a devout believer of the Sea God.

Only in this way could he find a sliver of illusory solace for his wounded heart.

Although he had confirmed that this evil soul master had no real connection with the sea god, Huo Yuhao still couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

It is true that the Spirit Hall was destroyed by the Sea God, but why are the higher-ups of the Evil Soul Masters spreading rumors that the City of Slaughter was also destroyed by them?

If this is true, what is the other party's motive for doing so?

Just as Huo Yuhao was lost in thought, Nana, dressed in a long, flowing dress, walked over gracefully and bowed to him.

"Palace Master, Grandpa Qian."

Electrolux had already quietly left, leaving only Qian Daoliu by Huo Yuhao's side.

Seeing Nana's graceful figure and simple long dress, Huo Yuhao withdrew from her memory influence, nodded and smiled at her.

"What's wrong, Nana?"

When Nana heard Huo Yuhao address her, a sweet smile immediately appeared on her lips. Her aloofness in front of the other holy servants quickly faded, and she smiled slightly, as if a hundred flowers were blooming.

"Lord, the first phase of the demiplane construction plan you arranged has already begun. With earth-attribute liches helping with the mortar preparation and fire-attribute liches helping with the kiln firing, the construction speed should be quite fast."

"That's alright. You few old-timers will have to work hard for a while," Huo Yuhao nodded. "Leave the heavy lifting to the zombies and abominations. They've been in the demiplane for thousands of years and are getting bored. They'll be happy to have some work to do, so feel free to use them."

"Cultivation shouldn't be a problem. The concentration of spiritual energy here is quite high. I'll get you a batch of rare metals in a while so that you soul masters can also shine."

"In this way, you should be able to afford your own expenses and save up some gold soul coins. In a while, I will rent two shops for you in Mingdu. You've been in the demiplane for a long time, so you can come out for some fresh air and buy whatever you want."

"You're right." Nana laughed along, her smile so beautiful that Huo Yuhao was momentarily stunned.

"Besides that, you can also learn magic from the liches. There are many similarities between magic and the field of soul tool making. It's never a bad thing to have another perspective on the world."

"Today you went to the lich to learn magic, and tomorrow the lich will come here to learn about soul tools."

In the days that followed, Huo Yuhao's life returned to normal, repeating the same monotonous yet fulfilling routine.

During the day, go to Xuan Xinwen's place to bait him, entice him until he's burning with desire, and then stop when he's done.

In the evenings, he would focus on cultivating his soul power level, working on the homework assigned to him by Electrolux, occasionally sparring with Ji Juechen and Jing Ziyan, and every week he would take a trip to the undead demiplane to inspect the construction site and see if the safety measures were in place, so as to avoid the tragedy of a little skeleton helping to remove mortar getting itself stuck in the wall again.

Heaven knows how terrified Huo Yuhao was when he heard cries for help coming from the wall of a building during his inspection.

Damn it, how come this wall can talk?!

The lives of those former holy servants who signed soul contracts with Huo Yuhao, now members of the Undead Legion's human forces, in the demiplane have gradually gotten back on track.

Under Nana's leadership, everything was planned in an orderly manner.

The liches were very interested in this new thing called soul tools. After quickly learning how to use them, they dismantled the staff that had been with them for thousands of years and made their own soul tools, imitating Huo Yuhao's Ice Burst Hand Bone Staff.

This is actually a good thing, but the fact that the design of these staffs is just as bizarre as the Ice Burst Hand Bone Staff that Huo Yuhao made makes Huo Yuhao quite unhappy.

I didn't intend to make the staff look so creepy, but that Ice Explosion Arm Soul Bone is so long anyway.

The undead knights had a different focus. They didn't learn how to make soul-guided weapons, but instead pestered Nana and the others every day, asking when they would have time to make them a new set of armor. If they could also replace the armor on their warhorses, that would be even better.

(End of this chapter)