Sky Dream Ice Silkworm: Where the Hell Did You Send Me?!

"Th-This... where are we?!"

"Wait, no—weren't we just in Xilai City?!"

"How did we end up somewhere else after one night's sleep?!"

"The aura around us... has completely changed!"

Deep within Huo Yuhao's Spirit Sea, Sky Dream Ice Silkworm's round cheeks were filled with shock and bewilderment.

The knowledge it had accumulated over its million-year life suddenly seemed utterly insufficient; it had no idea what had happened.

Soft mutters and startled cries continually escaped its mouth, carrying the panic of a worldview shattered by impact.

At the side, Xiao Yin appeared exceptionally composed, floating in midair with an almost elegant bearing.

Its silver pupils glanced at Sky Dream Ice Silkworm, a faint trace of superiority flashing through them, as if saying, "Look at you, making such a fuss like some ignorant bumpkin."

Xiao Yin seemed to have forgotten how disgracefully it had behaved when it first traveled Ten Thousand Years Ago.

Huo Yuhao's consciousness fully awakened. He sat up from the soft, comfortable bed and stretched out of habit, his bones letting out a series of faint cracks.

He had long since adapted from his initial shock to a nearly everyday calm toward these utterly unpredictable time travels.

He got out of bed without changing expression, dressed himself, and prepared to wash up as usual before having breakfast.

At the same time, his thoughts sank into his Spirit Sea as he directly instructed, "Xiao Yin, explain the current situation to Brother Sky Dream."

Upon hearing how Huo Yuhao addressed Sky Dream Ice Silkworm, a ripple of jealousy swept through Xiao Yin's silver pupils.

But it quickly composed itself and replied respectfully, "Yes, Lord Yuhao!"

It then turned toward the still-confused Sky Dream Ice Silkworm, its voice turning solemn.

"Listen carefully to every word I'm about to say..."

It began methodically recounting Huo Yuhao's ability to "travel through time" across ten thousand years.

With Xiao Yin handling the explanation, Huo Yuhao could save himself some breath.

After washing up, Huo Yuhao changed into a fresh set of clothes and headed briskly toward the dining room.

Morning sunlight streamed through the spotless glass windows, casting warm patches of light across the polished tabletop.

Leng Yaozhu was already seated at the table, the breakfast before her giving off wisps of steam.

When she saw Huo Yuhao enter, she smiled gently and patted the chair beside her. "Come on. I specially made your favorite Soft Bone Rabbit Shredded Spring Rolls today. Eat them while they're hot."

Huo Yuhao sat down as instructed and quietly shared breakfast with Leng Yaozhu, just as he had countless times before.

The fragrance of food mingled with the tranquility of morning. Everything was just as it had always been.

However, after swallowing the final bite, Huo Yuhao picked up the silk napkin at hand and unhurriedly wiped the corner of his mouth...

He turned toward Leng Yaozhu beside him and said, "Aunt Leng, when I went back this time, I met Sky Dream Ice Silkworm."

Clang!

The spoon in Leng Yaozhu's hand suddenly slipped from between her fingers and struck the tabletop with a light clatter.

Her entire body seemed to freeze in an instant. Her other hand remained poised as she held her bowl, while only within the depths of her eyes did towering waves suddenly rise.

Time seemed to stand still for several breaths.

She slowly set the bowl back on the table, then abruptly turned her head, her gaze locking tightly onto Huo Yuhao's face. Her voice carried a faint tremor that even she had not noticed.

"You... what did you just say?!"

Huo Yuhao repeated himself. "When I traveled back ten thousand years this time, I encountered the Million-year Soul Beast Sky Dream Ice Silkworm. It's currently inside my Spirit Sea!"

In an instant, the expression on Leng Yaozhu's face became like an overturned palette, complex emotions shifting rapidly across it.

Her initial shock was swiftly drowned by excitement and ecstasy that nearly overflowed, mixed with a trace of relief and an incredulous daze.

At the same time, Leng Yaozhu's muttering reached his ears.

"The Historical Records never clearly recorded when you encountered Sky Dream Ice Silkworm, but it definitely wasn't at the age of eight."

"I'd been worried that the sudden acceleration of your cultivation would disrupt the original Trajectory of fate, causing you to miss those crucial opportunities..."

"I never expected it to still appear! You actually encountered Sky Dream Ice Silkworm ahead of time!"

Leng Yaozhu's voice suddenly rose, filled with the clarity and exhilaration of clouds parting to reveal the sun.

She swiftly focused on Huo Yuhao once more, her Eyes shining with startling brightness.

"Yuhao!" She gripped Huo Yuhao's hand, unconsciously applying a little too much force. "Perhaps... I was worrying too much!"

"You are favored by the continent's fortune, a proud child chosen by the era!"

"Even if fate's stream changes course because of you, those opportunities that should have belonged to you will return to flow into your river by another path!"

"Perhaps this... is fate's own powerful corrective force!"

How could she not be overjoyed?

Sky Dream Ice Silkworm's appearance did not merely signify a Million-year Soul Ring or an ultimate Martial Soul.

Perhaps it meant that Huo Yuhao's path to godhood... had become even more secure!

Seeing the excitement Leng Yaozhu could barely conceal, Huo Yuhao continued, "Aunt Leng, when I went back this time, aside from Sky Dream Ice Silkworm, I also met two people who claimed to be students of Shrek Academy. Their names were Bei Bei and Tang Ya."

"Bei Bei and Tang Ya?"

The excitement on Leng Yaozhu's face receded like the tide, swiftly giving way to calm contemplation.

She frowned slightly as the vast sea of historical records in her mind flashed past at high speed.

The "Spirit Ice Douluo Era" of Ten Thousand Years Ago had been filled with dazzling stars, and its brilliance had naturally illuminated a number of outstanding figures from the same generation.

Before long, the relevant memories surfaced clearly.

"Bei Bei... was one of the Shrek Seven Devils of your generation. His Martial Soul was the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, which later evolved into the Radiant Sacred Dragon."

"His talent was extraordinary, and his character was resolute. Later, he succeeded to the position of Pavilion Master of Shrek Academy's Sea God Pavilion and became a pivotal leader of that era."

Her voice remained even as she recited the details with ease. "As for Tang Ya... the records on her are relatively brief."

"She was the sect master of the Tang Sect at the time, and her Martial Soul was Blue Silver Grass."

"The history books mention that she mysteriously disappeared for a time. When she reappeared, her strength had advanced by leaps and bounds."

"In the end, after the first Sea God, Tang San, she became the first legendary figure to cultivate Blue Silver Grass to the realm of a Title Douluo."

A trace of surprise flashed through Huo Yuhao's eyes. So that somewhat impulsive-looking girl truly was the master of the Tang Sect—and her future achievements had been so extraordinary.

What had seemed like chance encounters had actually brought him into contact with two important figures whose names would be recorded in history.

He then took the opportunity to make the request he had been preparing for some time. "Aunt Leng, look... I've already begun coming into contact with these key people and events from Ten Thousand Years Ago."

"I want to know... can I start looking through the historical records related to me now?"

"I need to learn more so I can better grasp the direction I should take now."

Leng Yaozhu fell silent for a moment, her gaze resting on Huo Yuhao's face, which was filled with earnestness and resolve.

At last, she slowly nodded. "Go. It's time."

"Thank you, Aunt Leng!"

Huo Yuhao practically sprang out of his chair at once, his voice overflowing with barely restrained excitement.

He turned and was about to rush out, his hurried steps making it seem as though he wished he could fly straight to the library.

"Yuhao!"

Just as he was about to leave the dining hall, Leng Yaozhu's voice suddenly called out from behind him.

Huo Yuhao stopped and turned around. Leng Yaozhu looked at him and cautioned, "Don't mention the matter of Sky Dream Ice Silkworm to anyone."

"Mm! I understand!"

Huo Yuhao nodded seriously, then turned around once more and swiftly disappeared through the dining hall entrance.

Right now, all he wanted was to plunge into those dust-covered archives at once.

To touch, to read, to understand that glorious past belonging to "Spirit Ice Douluo Huo Yuhao"—both familiar and unfamiliar.