The Torrent of the Era, Master and Disciple Head to Mingdu

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Eyes, this geomantic treasure trove, was indeed a rare cultivation paradise for spirit masters.

Especially for the master and disciple duo who had just raided the place and treated it like their own private backyard.

Every morning, Gu Yuejin would haul Huo Yuhao to the side of the spring for "drills," consolidating his own surging power while guiding his disciple's cultivation.

Under Gu Yuejin's "spoon-feeding" style of teaching, Huo Yuhao consumed several more immortal herbs with mild medicinal properties that focused on strengthening his foundation and nourishing his essence.

Although they did not bring about a qualitative change like the Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew, they were excellent for solidifying his roots.

In just half a month, Huo Yuhao's spirit power climbed steadily like a rocket, breaking through directly to level 28!

PS: Don't think it's low. Old Huo only reached level 10 a month ago. Between the fusions and eating herbs, he needed to stabilize his foundation, plus cultivation with ultimate attributes is harder than usual.

This speed, if placed in Shrek Academy, would likely make those students who prided themselves on being geniuses feel so ashamed they would want to crawl into a crack in the ground.

Moreover, thanks to the nourishment of the Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew, Huo Yuhao's Spirit Eyes martial soul underwent a complete transformation.

The range of his Spiritual Detection doubled, and its precision reached the micrometer level; he could even capture the trajectory of dust in the air with perfect clarity.

However, what surprised—or rather, startled—Huo Yuhao the most was his Sea of Consciousness.

A new "tenant" had arrived there.

Perhaps it was due to the qualitative change in Huo Yuhao's spiritual power, coupled with the nourishment from the extremely dense life force of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Eyes.

Deep within the Sea of Consciousness, that little gray orb that had been dormant for so long finally showed signs of movement.

"Holding the sun and moon in my hand, plucking the stars, there is no one in this world like me..."

Accompanied by an aged and domineering sigh, gray currents of air condensed, transforming into an old man wearing robes.

The Holy Death Spirit Magus, Electrolux.

"Wow! Another one came to life?!"

The Sky Dream Ice Silkworm, who had been sleeping in, was startled into a jolt, and the Ice Empress and Snow Empress instantly became vigilant.

After all, the aura on this old man, while filled with the scent of death, also exuded a kind of extremely holy radiance; it was bizarre to the extreme.

After a somewhat explosive "friendly exchange," and coupled with Huo Yuhao's sincere attitude that made it impossible to refuse, this Calamity of the Undead from another world finally lowered his guard.

When Huo Yuhao tremblingly reported this "new tenant" to Gu Yuejin, Gu Yuejin remained calm, as if he had expected it all along.

"Oh, that old man."

Gu Yuejin was wiping the Molten Scale Blade in his hand, not even looking up as he spoke.

"Although he plays with the dead, no one on this continent can compare to his attainments in soul and Necromancy."

"Since you're awake, you should follow him and learn well."

"You can never have too many skills. If you can't make a living in the future, you can always become a Necromancer to put food on the table."

Huo Yuhao: "..."

Master, isn't your career planning for your disciple a bit too wild?

However, at this point, Huo Yuhao's Sea of Consciousness could be described as "thriving with life."

A million-year-old giant worm, the two Great Heavenly Kings of the Extreme North, and a Necromancer from another world.

It was just enough to make up a mahjong table.

Of course, the one who gained the most was Gu Yuejin himself.

The two Dragon King Arm Bones had completely fused with his arms.

His left arm could freeze ten thousand miles, and his right arm could burn mountains and boil seas.

Coupled with that terrifying boost to his draconic physique, he could now pin an average Soul Saint to the ground and rub them into the dirt using only his physical strength, even without using his Martial Soul.

His Soul Power had also stabilized at level 77.

Although there was still some distance to go before reaching level 80 Soul Douluo, in terms of actual combat ability...

An average Titled Douluo would likely not even have the chance to escape if they faced him.

"That's about it."

Gu Yuejin stood up and stretched his limbs, his entire body emitting a series of crackling pops.

"Time to head out."

"If we stay any longer, those flowers and grasses will probably wither from fright."

Hearing the word "head out."

Youyou and the various immortal herbs, who had been hiding in the corner playing dead, instantly perked up.

They suppressed their inner ecstasy, squeezed out a few crocodile tears, and waved their leaves with trembling excitement.

"Wuwuwu... My lord, are you leaving already?"

"We can't bear to see you go!"

"You must come back and visit often!"

Watching this group of plants with their exaggerated acting, Gu Yuejin cast a glance at them with a smile that wasn't quite a smile.

"Rest assured, when I'm short on medicinal herbs next time, I'll be back."

"By then, remember to have the essence prepared."

The Immortal Herbs: "..."

Their smiles froze instantly.

After leaving the Sunset Forest, the master and disciple traveled westward.

Crossing the national border might require tedious paperwork and inspections for ordinary people.

But for Gu Yuejin, simply showing his face was enough.

While the border guards of the Heaven Dou Empire were still meticulously checking travel permits, Gu Yuejin directly produced the pitch-black token gifted to him by Jing Hongchen.

The Mingde Hall Master Token!

In an empire where Soul Tools reigned supreme, the weight of this token was comparable to that of a prince!

"M-my lord, please proceed!"

The moment the commanding officer at the checkpoint saw the token, cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He didn't say a word, granted passage immediately, and even thoughtfully arranged a private vehicle for their escort.

This was the joy of privilege.

A few days later.

The master and disciple finally arrived at the heart of the Sun Moon Empire—Mingdu.

When they passed through the final checkpoint and stood on the high ground at the edge of Mingdu, overlooking the city, Huo Yuhao was completely stunned.

This was nothing like the cities he knew!

There were no towering city walls, no ancient bluestone paths.

What met his eyes was a jungle of steel.

Metal buildings rose high into the clouds one after another, their outer walls shimmering with the brilliant, iridescent glow of Soul Tool lights, appearing like a dream.

The sky was not empty; instead, it was crisscrossed by various types of Flight Soul Tools, leaving streaks of light in their wake as they moved in an orderly fashion.

On the ground, the wide streets were paved with a special type of metal, with countless Soul Tools speeding across them.

Even in broad daylight, the city radiated a dazzling sense of technology.

The overwhelming atmosphere of civilization stood in sharp contrast to the primitive and backward nature of the original three Douluo nations.

"This... this is..."

Huo Yuhao's mouth hung open, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He felt like a savage emerging from a primitive tribe, seeing a civilized society for the first time.

"This is Mingdu."

Gu Yuejin stood beside him, looking at the city, which was filled with a cyberpunk aesthetic, a hint of appreciation flashing in his eyes.

"Do you find it shocking?"

"Do you feel like Shrek City is just a big rural village compared to this place?"

Huo Yuhao nodded subconsciously.

Indeed.

Although Shrek City was prosperous, its prosperity was built upon the sheer concentration of Soul Masters.

But this place was the crystallization of pure technology and civilization.

"That's right."

Gu Yuejin patted his disciple on the shoulder and pointed toward the tallest building in front of them—the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy.

"Remember this feeling."

"To be backward is to be beaten; that is an eternal truth."

"Let's go. I'll take you to see what it truly means to witness... the torrent of an era."