Xuanzi: With Ancestor Tang San's Blessing, I Am...

Within Huo Yuhao's Sea of Consciousness, Sky Dream Ice Silkworm lay there weakly, the glow around him much dimmer than before.

"Yuhao, Brother Sky Dream has truly burned through all his Soul Power this time. The rest is up to you."

"All right. Thank you, Brother Sky Dream." Huo Yuhao's voice carried gratitude as his consciousness withdrew from the Sea of Consciousness and returned to reality.

He raised his eyes to Dai Hao, whose face was ashen, the chill in his gaze nearly freezing into ice. "You certainly make it sound nice. Every word is filled with filthy intentions."

"You think you deserve to be my and my sister's father? How nauseating."

"No! Yuhao, I was talking nonsense just now!" Dai Hao was still making his final struggle. He reached out, trying to grab Huo Yuhao's sleeve, only to be firmly blocked by a plump figure.

"Hey, little kitty, now that you've said it, don't deny it." Jing Hongchen patted his round belly, his tone full of disdain. He pointed around the arena. "Look for yourself. Don't the audience look at you like they're looking at a pile of trash?"

Dai Hao stiffly raised his head. Sure enough, countless contemptuous and disgusted gazes were focused on him. Those eyes felt like needles, pricking him all over.

At that moment, the last line of defense in his heart utterly collapsed. The humiliation, anger, and resentment he had suppressed for so long erupted in an instant. He suddenly turned, stared fixedly at Huo Yuhao, and roared so loudly that it rang through the entire Soul Master Competition arena, "Why?! What's so bad about being Duke White Tiger?!"

"As long as you come back with me, you'll have wealth, glory, power, status—everything! Why won't you choose it?!"

No one had expected the lofty