Douluo Continent: Building a Divine Kingdom Starting from the Spirit Hall

Huo Yuhao took out ten copper soul coins and asked, his eyes fixed on the stall owner.

He didn't have a lot of money, but he did have some small change.

"Brother, you've come to the right person."

The stall owner's smile widened. He glanced at Huo Yuhao's simple clothes, especially the patches on them, before speaking, "Young man, you seem like an honest person. If you trust me, I can recommend a place to you. It's a shop owned by my cousin. Walk about a hundred steps from here, and you'll see a small street. Turn in there and walk another two hundred steps. You'll see a shop with a flame-shaped sign hanging on the door..."

He had encountered many similar people, so he naturally knew what to say, and he could also bring in business for his relatives, earning a commission afterward.

Only after the stall owner promised that if he was not satisfied, he could come back to him to get his nine copper soul coins back did Huo Yuhao believe him.

After finishing the bowl of herbal tea, he got up and walked towards the shop the stall owner had mentioned. Half an hour later, he came out with a satisfied smile, carrying a large backpack.

As the stall owner said, although the shop is small, it has a complete range of practical items, from flints for starting fires to tents for camping in the wild, as well as insect repellent powder and a special iron pot for cooking and boiling water.

Even if you've never been outside, these skills are enough to survive in the wild for a while.

Carrying the large backpack, Huo Yuhao continued on his way and soon left the city. He walked like this for a whole day until night fell. Only then did he find two trees about two meters apart by the roadside, tie the hammock up to them, and prepare to make do for the night.

Although there are tents, they are rather troublesome to set up, and there aren't many mosquitoes here, so it's not a big problem.

After hanging the hammock, Huo Yuhao lit a campfire and added a wild boar leg to roast.

This wild boar leg was a trophy he acquired along the way. If he had known how to preserve it, he would have taken the whole wild boar with him.

Staring intently at the sizzling, oily pork leg, Huo Yuhao couldn't help but lick his lips and sprinkle the seasoning he had bought from the shop owner onto it.

Once it was cooked, I quickly took it off, shaved off a piece with a knife, blew on it, and put it in my mouth. I was immediately satisfied, after all, I hadn't eaten all day.

The pig leg was quickly devoured, but before Huo Yuhao could wipe the grease from his mouth, he suddenly noticed a figure appear beside him. He instinctively reached for the spear stuck in the ground beside him, but grabbed nothing. Upon closer inspection, he realized that the spear his mother had left him was now in the other person's hands.

"who are you?"

Taking a cautious step back, Huo Yuhao manifested his Martial Soul Spirit Eye, using the firelight to sized up his opponent while scanning his surroundings in preparation for escape.

The fact that the other party could appear beside him so silently was enough to prove that he was too powerful to deal with.

The question is whether the other party is friend or foe, or someone sent by the Duke's mansion to pursue them.

Thinking of this, Huo Yuhao's heart sank, and he pondered how to escape.

The mysterious man did not respond, but stared at the spear in a daze.

"Do you recognize this gun?"

Noticing the other party's unusual behavior, Huo Yuhao's heart stirred, and he asked.

"It's called Shouyun, and I created it myself."

The mysterious man spoke calmly, but Huo Yuhao could sense a complex emotion in his tone.

Indeed, the mysterious person was Tian Hao's divine sense, which controlled Yang Erlang's body, and this spear was Yang Erlang's first creation, which was also a way of expressing his feelings to Huo Yun'er.

"You built this? Are you Erlang's uncle?"

Huo Yuhao was taken aback, then overjoyed.

His mother told him the name of the gun and instructed him not to let anyone know. She also told him that the gun was handcrafted by his uncle, Yang Erlang, and that it was a level three soul tool. This was the source of his confidence in venturing alone into the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt for soul rings.

However, his mother rarely talked to him about his second uncle, as if she was avoiding the topic.

The fact that this person can name Shouyun Spear so clearly must mean he is none other than that Second Uncle.

"You could call me uncle, by all accounts."

Tian Hao felt quite strange while he was in two places at once; it seemed that Jiao Erge's script was becoming more and more fitting.

"Uncle Erlang, where have you been all these years? Mother is dead..."

Upon hearing the other party's admission, Huo Yuhao's pent-up grievances and resentment erupted all at once, and tears streamed down his face uncontrollably.

“I know, I went to see the day you buried your mother. You fainted from crying in front of her grave.”

Tian Hao's clone spoke in a complicated tone.

"You went that day? Why didn't you come back sooner? If you had come back sooner, Mom might not have died."

Huo Yuhao was stunned, and couldn't help but feel a little resentful. If his second uncle were here, how wonderful it would be.

“It’s complicated. By the time I got back, it was already late. You were too young to understand what happened before.”

Tian Hao intensified the complexity in his tone, and his eyes followed suit.

Nowadays, wearing a mask eliminates the need for facial expression management, but one cannot skimp on tone and eye contact, otherwise, revealing a flaw will make it difficult to fool others.

“I’ve been waiting for you to leave the Duke’s mansion. There’s something that your mother left you as a gift.”

Before his nephew could speak again, Tian Hao took out the Lotus Lantern that he had given him before leaving.

"boom!"

The ten-meter-tall Lotus Lantern crashed to the ground, its immense weight causing the ground to sink half a meter deep, startling Huo Yuhao.

"Soul tool?"

With his soul power enhanced, Huo Yuhao observed the intricate patterns on his Spirit Eye Martial Soul and confirmed that it was a soul tool.

But what kind of soul tool could be so huge?

He was no stranger to soul tools; his mother had taught him a great deal about them, and he could even make a level one soul tool himself if he had the materials.

"This soul tool is called the Lotus Lantern. It contains your mother's martial soul and can protect you in critical moments."

After saying that, Tian Hao's clone stood up and prepared to leave.

"Uncle Erlang, aren't you going to avenge my mother?"

Seeing that his uncle was about to leave, Huo Yuhao disregarded his shock and quickly stepped forward to stop him.

He had finally met this uncle, who was now the only relative he could rely on, and he didn't want him to leave.

"How do I get revenge? Help you kill the Duchess and her child? Then make you and Dai Hao fight each other?"

Tian Hao's clone asked a question in return, his tone still indifferent, or rather, cold.

This question left Huo Yuhao speechless. He used to hate his father and that vicious woman, but could he really bring himself to kill them?

If my mother knew that I would fight with that so-called father in the future, would she be unhappy?

"Your mother didn't give you the White Tiger Dagger, but instead gave you this Guardian Cloud Spear. This was her final choice. She didn't want you to have any further involvement with the Duke's mansion and wanted you to have a free life."

You have your path to follow, and I have mine. Following me will only put you in greater danger.

Do not tell anyone that you have met me, and do not use the Lotus Lantern in front of outsiders, as it will bring you deadly danger.

Your martial soul is a rare, original-body martial soul, capable of further awakening and evolution. I'll be waiting for you at the peak!

Leaving behind a heartfelt agreement, Tian Hao's clone strode forward and quickly disappeared into the night.

Although he didn't approve of Yang Erlang's sycophantic manner, he had to admit that his sycophancy was spot on.

According to the original course of fate, Huo Yun'er was originally going to leave the White Tiger Dagger to Huo Yuhao, but now, due to Yang Erlang's influence, she has instead left the Guardian Cloud Spear behind.

This is understandable. Huo Yun'er went through a lot to give birth to a son for Dai Hao and waited for him for ten years, but all she got in return was being forgotten. How could she not feel resentful? Plus, with another option, she would naturally make a change.

Unfortunately, Yang Erlang's mind was broken by the ordeal, and even if he couldn't recover, he could have become a successful sycophant.

"Guard the Clouds!"

Watching his uncle's figure disappear into the darkness, Huo Yuhao turned around and pulled out the Shouyun Spear left behind by his uncle. Looking at the dark spear blade, his expression was very complicated.

"Everyone says I don't understand, but you've all shown it so clearly, how could I not understand?"

He wasn't stupid; he could tell something from the name of the gun alone. Clearly, that second uncle liked his mother.

However, my mother was already pregnant with me back then, and because that person had a special identity, she didn't dare to accept him. It wasn't until her death that she formally handed over the Shouyun Spear to me. This was indeed a choice my mother made.

She waited for that man for ten years, only to be disappointed time and time again. Finally, her mother came to her senses, but it was too late.

"There must have been other hidden stories back then. Uncle Erlang's disappearance is definitely suspicious."

Looking back in the direction where his uncle disappeared, Huo Yuhao became even more certain that his uncle's mysterious disappearance back then was not simple. It was just a pity that he was too weak and not qualified to understand the secrets behind it.

"A true martial soul? It can continue to awaken and evolve?"

Gently stroking his eyelids, Huo Yuhao heard the secrets of his martial soul for the first time. Although he didn't know what his original martial soul meant, he could understand that it could continue to awaken and evolve.

In other words, his Spirit Eye Martial Soul still has great untapped potential, and may evolve to surpass the Duke's White Tiger Martial Soul in the future.

"mom!"

Composing himself, Huo Yuhao walked to the giant lotus lantern and gently stroked the lamp base, which was covered in metallic luster.

This lotus lantern is enormous; the base alone is a meter tall, and the overall height is over ten meters.

He didn't understand why his uncle would give him such a large soul tool, but he had heard a sentence earlier: that his mother's martial soul was inside this Lotus Lantern.

Therefore, this is indeed a memento from my mother.

"Was it my uncle who came and took away my mother's martial spirit, thus creating this Lotus Lantern?"

He roughly understood that his uncle must have come back on the day he buried his mother and taken away his mother's martial spirit, which had not yet dissipated.

Although her mother was just an ordinary person who lacked innate soul power and could not cultivate, she did possess a martial soul.

"I don't have a storage soul tool, so how can I store it?"

Looking at the enormous Lotus Lantern in front of him, Huo Yuhao was troubled.

There's no way to take such a big thing with me, and its weight is also quite exaggerated. Only a storage soul tool can be used to store and take it away, but where do I have a storage soul tool, let alone a soul tool that can hold such a big thing?

"Since it's a soul tool, it must be able to be activated with soul power. My uncle wouldn't give me a soul tool that I can't take with me."

After thinking for a while, Huo Yuhao finally decided to find a way through the Lotus Lantern, since his uncle would definitely not harm him.

Without hesitation, he placed his palm on the lamp base, channeled his soul power into it, and quickly sensed a familiar aura.

"mom!"

Sensing the familiar aura within the Lotus Lantern, Huo Yuhao couldn't help but shed tears.

This is my mother's aura, no doubt about it, there really is my mother's martial spirit inside.

As soul power was injected, the core shaped by Huo Yun'er's martial soul resonated with Huo Yuhao's soul power, and then shrank into a normal-sized lampstand that fell into Huo Yuhao's hand.

"mom!"

Looking at the flame in the lotus platform of the Lotus Lantern, Huo Yuhao understood that it was the transformation of his mother's martial soul, and also the core of this soul tool.