Douluo Continent, Huo Yuhao who returned from Sekiro

Chapter 597 The True Scripture of Pharmacology is Born of Nature, A Miraculous Insight Revealed by Chance

But soon, Youyou's tone turned resentful: "You promised that you could stay in the human world for nearly a thousand years and would come back again. How come you only told us once, left us for the assessment, and then left without saying goodbye?"

The purple stamen in her center swayed slightly, and an antique-looking book, made of some unknown material, appeared.

"Here you are, this is the book you've been looking for, left behind by that person himself."

Huo Yuhao's mental detection had been on the whole time and had never been turned off. After Youyou took out the book, Huo Yuhao frantically memorized all the contents of the book. The more he memorized the contents of the book, the more shocked Huo Yuhao became. The various poison combinations made Huo Yuhao gasp involuntarily.

Perhaps sensing Huo Yuhao's gaze, she gently shook the book nestled in the flower's heart, then put it away again: "If you want it, you'll have to pass an assessment. Since you were sent by that person, you should know about the assessment, right?"

"That person said that this book can only be left to his descendants, to someone destined to receive it. Moreover, his descendants must pass a test to obtain the book. So, if you want to get it, you must do two things: prove that you are his descendant, and then pass the test. Then you can take it."

At this moment, Huo Yuhao had already recorded the entire book into his spiritual sea. Although he had only skimmed through it, he could read it little by little when he had time in the future, just like when he inscribed the core formation of a high-level soul tool in the Sun Moon Empire.

Hearing Youyou's words, a subtle sneer appeared on Huo Yuhao's lips: "Could it be that if someone isn't his descendant, and someone with a destined connection comes along, they can't obtain this book? Didn't you just say that this book was left for his descendants, for those with a destined connection?"

Youyou completely missed Huo Yuhao's unspoken message and instead began to think along with Huo Yuhao's words.

"Yes, why can only descendants receive it, while those destined to receive it cannot?"

The delicate petals opened and closed, closed and opened again, murmuring to themselves: "That's what that person taught me to say. To test whether you're his descendant, you have to eat a certain herb. If you don't die after eating it, then it proves you're his descendant; if you die, then it proves you're not."

"No, no, where did the destined person go? Was there no one destined for them?"

Youyou's tone became increasingly perplexing, as if she were struggling to process what she was thinking. Finally, just as the two were about to ask her a question, Youyou gave a resolute answer.

Youyou clearly understood the task that person had given it: to tell everyone who came here that if they were his descendants, they would not die after eating the herbs, but if they were not his descendants, they would die after eating the herbs.

Although it doesn't matter whether the person is a descendant or not, eating the herbs won't kill them, since it has no idea which herbs can truly determine whether someone will die based on their bloodline.

But seeing this talking herb so confidently, no one except its descendants would dare to do it, so the so-called destined person was naturally out of the question.

"His descendants are those with a special connection; those who are not his descendants are not!"

It spoke softly and cheerfully, having finally figured out the problem; its tone was filled with joy.

That makes sense. Anyway, the herbs it provides are definitely not fatal. But if you listen to me and realize you're not that person's descendant, then the other people who are destined to come here will naturally leave in a sorry state. So, the so-called destined people must be that person's descendants.

I'm so smart!

If you're not his descendant, then you're not destined to be with him!

Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong'er also had complicated expressions upon hearing this. What a wonderful treasure trove that those destined to receive it would find! What a test that the book described as something he and his companions discovered by chance, sharing it together, not daring to take more than they could, and for later generations to refrain from greed, anger, and delusion, and only be allowed to take seven plants.

Youyou's outspoken remark revealed a crucial secret.

The divine treasures here were originally reserved for his descendants; only his descendants are considered to be destined to receive them.

Of course, I might also be considered a half-destined person. If I risked my life to bring back the Heartbreak Grass for Wang Dong'er, who had been tricked and fell into a coma for no reason, who would be the one to wake up afterward?

Is it Wang Dong'er, or the fragment of memory that has been lurking deep within Wang Dong'er's consciousness?

Or rather, it is a hatred that stitches together two memories?

Tang San, are you planning to kill him?

Inviting someone to a meal, beheading them, accepting their services—as a dog.

A deep killing intent flashed in Huo Yuhao's eyes. The guy who treated him like a dog last time has become a pile of scrap under the Sky Keep. He wondered what would happen to the guy who wanted to treat him like a dog.

The murderous intent in Wang Dong'er's eyes intensified. She naturally knew about the fragment of her soul deep within her mind. The thought that she had been plotted against ten thousand years ago to fall into a coma before the age of twenty, and who knows what kind of monster she would become after waking up, made Wang Dong'er's dark gold claws almost spring out.

Youyou was completely unaware that her unintentional words had stirred up murderous intent in the young couple in front of her, and continued to speak cheerfully.

"Since you're here to retrieve that book, you'll need to undergo a test. Hmm, are you sure you're his descendants?"

Huo Yuhao could not possibly be a descendant of Tang San, but Wang Dong'er might be.

Since the fragment of her soul that was once hidden deep within Wang Dong'er's spiritual sea was called "Tang Wutong," and Wang Dong'er is essentially a consciousness reborn after her soul was split, then perhaps she really is connected to Tang San.

Thinking of this, Wang Dong'er couldn't help but feel a little resentful towards her parents. If she really was Tang San's nephew and he wanted to use her to control Huo Yuhao, what were her parents doing? Why did they let Tang San manipulate her like a puppet?

She was already seventeen years old, but she had no memory of her parents. She seemed to be insignificant in their eyes, just a gift to be given away, an object to please Tang San.

Thinking of this, a few tears welled up in Wang Dong'er's eyes.

"Perhaps I am, let me come."

Wang Dong'er instinctively blocked Huo Yuhao behind her and stepped forward to face Youyou.

But Huo Yuhao was faster, blocking Wang Dong'er's path first: "Youyou, if we're lucky enough to recognize the herbs you brought, which will surely kill us if we take them, is it possible for us to back down?"

"Hehe, of course! Considering I've figured out something today, I can give you this little convenience."

Youyou was clearly in a very good mood and agreed to Huo Yuhao's request.

(End of this chapter)