Yuhao Had Drifted Through Half a Lifetime Without Finding a Worthy Lord

Whether Long Xiaoyao would intervene in this matter was still unknown, so Huo Yuhao could only quietly wait and see how things developed.

Long Xiaoyao's temperament was better than that of the Evil Soul Masters, but that did not mean he was a great philanthropist. Otherwise, he would not have become the Holy Spirit Cult's Grand Elder because of Ye Xishui.

Huo Yuhao kept his head lowered on the surface, but his mind remained tense as he continuously watched Zhongli Wu's side.

Long Xiaoyao first glanced at Huo Yuhao, then looked at Zhongli Wu. "Zhongli Wu, I'm taking this child with me."

Zhongli Wu froze, secretly gritting his teeth. "Grand Elder, you should know that he is the Holy Son. He..."

"I said I'm taking this child with me. Do you have a problem with that?" Long Xiaoyao did not give Zhongli Wu the chance to finish, merely speaking in an indifferent tone.

Sensing the unquestionable tone in Long Xiaoyao's voice, Zhongli Wu could only grit his teeth and yield.

Long Xiaoyao looked at Zhongli Wu, then slowly walked over to Huo Yuhao's side. "Child, come with me."

Huo Yuhao lowered his head and followed closely behind Long Xiaoyao, step by step. No one could see the expression on his face.

Whatever Long Xiaoyao's reasons were, his intervention was still better than becoming Zhongli Wu's puppet.

As he watched Long Xiaoyao lead Huo Yuhao step by step into the depths of darkness, Zhongli Wu slammed a hand against the armrest of his throne, causing fine cracks to immediately spread across it.

However, Long Xiaoyao was not only the Holy Spirit Cult's Grand Elder, but also a rank ninety-nine Limit Douluo. Zhongli Wu had nowhere to vent his anger and could only wave a hand to dismiss the Scorpion Tiger Douluo.

The Scorpion Tiger Douluo scratched his head. He no longer needed to escort the people he had brought, and it seemed he did not need to carry out his mission either?

Meanwhile, Huo Yuhao, who had been taken away by Long Xiaoyao, had not forgotten to conceal himself. He continued pretending to be frightened as he followed Long Xiaoyao at all times.

As though he had suddenly remembered something, Long Xiaoyao did not turn around, but his voice drifted back.

"Child, what is your Martial Soul?"

Huo Yuhao answered honestly, "My Martial Soul is my eyes."

"Eyes... a Body Martial Soul?"

Yet Long Xiaoyao did not stop walking because of this.

Body Martial Souls were rare, but Long Xiaoyao had lived for so long that he had already seen quite a few. It was not enough to shock him.

Huo Yuhao did not activate Spiritual Detection. He merely kept his head down and followed Long Xiaoyao, but he was secretly using his vision, stronger than that of ordinary people, to continuously observe his surroundings from the corners of his eyes.

Finally, Long Xiaoyao stopped before a purple-black hall.

Huo Yuhao raised his head and swept his gaze around slightly before finally fixing his eyes on the slowly opening doors of the purple-black hall.

Inside was pitch-black, so dark that one could not see one's hand before one's face. It was like a gigantic beast opening its maw, waiting for its prey to walk in willingly.

Who was the prey?

Huo Yuhao followed Long Xiaoyao into the purple-black hall. Dim flames abruptly flickered to life, casting an atmosphere entirely unlike that of an ordinary hall.

Long Xiaoyao stopped and turned around. He did not speak, merely looking at Huo Yuhao.

Huo Yuhao had lived a second life, so naturally he would not be intimidated by Long Xiaoyao's gaze.

But that would be abnormal, so he could only put on a timid appearance.

"Child, release your Martial Soul and let me see it."

Long Xiaoyao did his best to put on a kind and benevolent expression.

Given his appearance, he truly could be called kind and benevolent.

At the very least, no one would have guessed from his appearance that his Martial Soul was the dark-attributed Dark Holy Dragon.

Huo Yuhao released his milky-white Soul Ring, instantly activating Spiritual Detection and Spiritual Sharing.

"Old Grandpa, you'll need to relax your mind and let my spiritual power enter for my soul skill to work."

Long Xiaoyao did not suspect anything. His formidable strength meant he was not at all worried about being plotted against by a little one-Soul-Ring child like Huo Yuhao.

After accepting Huo Yuhao's Spiritual Sharing, Long Xiaoyao's spiritual field of vision instantly changed.

Feeling the changes in his spiritual field of vision, Long Xiaoyao could not help but look at Huo Yuhao's milky-white first Soul Ring in admiration.

It was only a Ten-Year Soul Ring, yet it had granted Huo Yuhao such an ability. What kind of rare soul beast could have provided such an ability?

Long Xiaoyao immediately asked this question.

"Child, what soul beast was your first Soul Ring from? Is it possible for it to continue evolving as your Soul Power increases?"

As expected of a Titled Douluo, his perspective was completely different from that of ordinary Soul Masters.

Huo Yuhao recalled how, in his previous life, Fan Yu had not had such thoughts at all after learning of this soul skill. He had merely regretted that his soul skill could only cover such a limited range.

Fan Yu had even seemed shocked after learning that Huo Yuhao's first soul skill could evolve as his level increased, as though he had never known such a thing was possible.

"Old Grandpa, I don't know what soul beast my first Soul Ring came from either. When I arrived at the Star Dou Great Forest, a soul beast happened to be on the verge of death. I only wanted to become a Soul Master, so I killed it immediately. As for my soul skill evolving... I don't know either."

Huo Yuhao gave an ambiguous answer while also revealing one piece of information.

He only wanted to become a Soul Master.

Long Xiaoyao immediately caught that information and could not help sighing inwardly.

Nearly all Soul Masters across the continent came from prominent clans and noble families, which had given the Holy Spirit Cult the opportunity to rise in secret.

By taking advantage of how commoners had no means of awakening their Martial Souls and wished to become Soul Masters, the Holy Spirit Cult had secretly gathered many commoners of the Douluo Continent as cult members.

Ever since the continents had collided more than four thousand years ago and the Holy Spirit Cult had migrated to the Sun Moon Continent, its development had become even more covert.

As for the Sun Moon Empire, it was not that they could not recruit people there, but rather that the Sun Moon Empire was completely different from the Douluo Continent.

The Sun Moon Empire had dedicated Martial Soul Awakening institutions distributed throughout the empire, specifically awakening Martial Souls for commoners. (There is direct evidence from the original text.)

Therefore, compared to the Douluo Continent, the Holy Spirit Cult naturally had far fewer sources of cult members in the Sun Moon Empire.

Long Xiaoyao was actually a good person. Although his relationship with Ye Xishui prevented him from controlling the Holy Spirit Cult, in other respects, he was at least far better than that bunch from Shrek.

Zhongli Wu regarded Huo Yuhao as the Holy Son, but he had no intention of truly raising Huo Yuhao. Instead, he intended to use his Martial Soul to control him.

But after hearing Huo Yuhao's words, all the thoughts in Long Xiaoyao's heart ultimately turned into a single sigh.

Huo Yuhao could not be corrupted by the Holy Spirit Cult.

He had also heard Zhongli Wu's words and understood very well what the Holy Son represented.

Therefore, Huo Yuhao could not be allowed to remain in the Holy Spirit Cult.

He could not interfere with the Holy Spirit Cult's fundamental core interests, but he was willing to help Huo Yuhao, this "Holy Son."

After pondering for a moment, Long Xiaoyao said, "Child, do you... know Shrek Academy?"