Huo Yuhao's Purpose

After the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Soul Fighting Tournament officially concluded, the audience left in an orderly fashion.

The participating students could return to the Star Emperor Hotel through a special passage, but Huo Yuhao did not leave with the Shrek Academy students. Instead, he found his mother, Huo Yun'er, in the audience.

She just sat there, quietly.

The crowd surged past her like a tide, but she remained motionless, her eyes red-rimmed as she stared toward the arena.

"Mom!"

Huo Yuhao walked up to her and called out.

Without needing much explanation, Huo Yun'er understood everything with just one look.

Huo Yun'er looked at her son, and tears finally streamed down her face, but she was smiling.

She held Huo Yuhao's hand, looking him up and down carefully, afraid of missing any detail, and asked softly, "Are you alright?"

Huo Yuhao shook his head. "It's nothing."

He paused, then squeezed his mother's hand, his voice gentle. "Let's go back to the hotel, Mom."

Huo Yun'er did not miss Huo Yuhao's changes in expression when she fought Dai Hao in the arena.

He watched his mother's expression shift from complexity to anger, from anger to disappointment, and from disappointment to calm.

Finally, when she looked at Dai Hao, her gaze was devoid of any emotion, as if she were looking at a stranger.

Huo Yuhao then knew that his plan had succeeded.

The mother no longer harbors any unrealistic fantasies about Dai Hao.

Those memories from my youth, those feelings buried deep in my heart, have all been completely severed today.

After sending his mother back to her residence, Huo Yuhao also returned to the Star Emperor Hotel.

As soon as she entered the hall, before she even saw anyone else, Yan Shaozhe grabbed her arm.

The dean of the Shrek Academy's Martial Soul Department was completely different from his usual refined and composed demeanor. He grabbed Huo Yuhao's arm and led him to a secluded spot, his steps quick and hurried.

The two entered an empty room. Yan Shaozhe casually closed the door, turned around, and asked three questions in quick succession, each one more urgent than the last.

"Yuhao, what kind of Soul Tool Armor did you use on the arena before?"

"Did you figure this out yourself?"

"Can it be manufactured in batches?"

His eyes shone with an astonishing light, burning with a intensity that Huo Yuhao had never seen before.

As a traditional Soul Master, he has always opposed the use of Soul Tool, believing that those cold metals would affect Soul Master's understanding of their own Martial Soul.

He has served as the dean of the Martial Soul Department for so many years, and he has never changed his stance.

But seeing the amplification of Huo Yuhao's Soul Power by the Soul Tool Armor he wore today, he simply couldn't hold back any longer.

After all, that's a twenty-level increase in Soul Power!

From Soul King to Soul Saint, it's a leap of two major realms.

In fact, Huo Yuhao had planned to showcase the power of his Battle Armor; it was one of his trump cards for leaving Shrek Academy and becoming independent in the future.

He wanted everyone to see that Huo Yuhao's value lay not only in being a genius Soul Master, but also in possessing technology that could change the entire Soul Master World.

Seeing Yan Shaozhe's excited expression, Huo Yuhao smiled and said, "This Soul Tool is called Battle Armor, and it's a new type of Soul Tool that I developed."

He couldn't reveal his ability to travel through ten thousand years of time, so from the moment he took out his Battle Armor, he was destined to be the future "father of Battle Armor".

He then added, "Battle Armor is still in the research stage and cannot be mass-produced yet."

Upon hearing this, the burning intensity in Yan Shaozhe's eyes subsided somewhat.

He then asked, "Your Battle Armor can already increase your Soul Power by twenty levels, and it's still in the research stage?"

His tone carried a hint of disbelief, as if to say, "Isn't that enough? How much further do we need to research?"

"The current Battle Armor is not stable; only Soul King can wear it, and the higher one's cultivation level, the weaker its effect becomes."

Huo Yuhao didn't offer much explanation, he simply said this.

And what he said is true; the One-Word Battle Armor does not provide much of a boost to Soul Saint.

Seeing that Yan Shaozhe still wanted to ask something, Huo Yuhao spoke first, "When we get back to the academy, I'll talk to Mu En about the Battle Armor."

Yan Shaozhe nodded upon hearing this, and then refrained from asking any further questions about the Battle Armor.

In his view, as long as Huo Yuhao was around, the Battle Armor would eventually belong to the academy.

His expression then became much more serious. After a moment of silence, he slowly spoke, "Xiaotao's outburst of Evil Fire this time is unusual. Although your Ultimate Ice technique suppressed it, there is still no sign of her waking up."

As a teacher, he went to check on Ma Xiaotao's situation immediately after the competition ended.

The second reason I sought out Huo Yuhao this time, besides the Battle Armor, was for my disciple.

Upon hearing this, Huo Yuhao's expression also turned serious.

"Sister Xiaotao's inner Evil Fire was ignited by the power of Dark Attribute, so naturally she can't suppress it as easily as usual."

"I sensed it then; that Dark Attribute had already merged with Xiaotao."

He paused, looking into Yan Shaozhe's eyes.

"Sister Xiaotao's Evil Fire Phoenix is likely to transform into Dark Phoenix."

Yan Shaozhe's martial soul is the Bright Phoenix, and he has also sensed the changes in Ma Xiaotao's martial soul through his investigation.

His expression darkened, his face filled with exhaustion and heartache.

He sighed, a hint of helplessness in his voice. "It's just that Xiaotao Tao is unlucky."

Huo Yuhao's next words rekindled hope in Yan Shaozhe's eyes.

"However, if Sister Xiaotao can break free from this impermanence and rebuild her life, perhaps she can completely resolve her problem of Evil Fire '."

Yan Shaozhe's eyes lit up instantly, and he hurriedly asked, his voice trembling slightly, "Do you have a way?"

In a world ten thousand years later, Huo Yuhao learns from Leng Yaozhu that the Tang Sect possesses the secret realm of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

It is said that many Immortal Herb grow there, each one a treasure of heaven and earth, which is of great benefit to the cultivation of Soul Master.

He would go there sooner or later, and as long as he remembered the location, he was confident that he could find it even after ten thousand years.

There might be Immortal Herb there that can cure Ma Xiaotao's Evil Fire.

However, these things are still uncertain, so Huo Yuhao did not give a definite answer.

He's not the kind of person who likes to make grand promises; he won't speak confidently about things he's not sure about.

He smiled, a hint of relief in his smile, "Just because there's nothing we can do now doesn't mean there won't be anything later. We can't give up, and maybe Mu En has a solution?"

"Yes! And there's also our teacher. He's Limit Douluo, very knowledgeable and experienced; perhaps he can find a solution."

Yan Shaozhe murmured to himself, and his eyes regained their light.

He grasped at this straw like a lifeline, and couldn't wait a moment longer.

Finally, he looked at Huo Yuhao and spoke much faster, "I'll take Xiaotao back to the academy today. You can go with the others afterward."

After saying that, Yan Shaozhe left in a hurry.

After Yan Shaozhe left, the others from the Shrek Academy did not stay in the Star Luo Empire for long either.

After receiving their prizes, they set off back to the Shrek Academy on the third day after the competition ended.

Unbeknownst to them, at that very moment, a fascinating scene was unfolding at the White Tiger Duke Mansion Star Luo City.