Xu Sanshi: Does Demon Lantern Restore Yin?

Kamui Dimension.

This was a silent world belonging solely to Huo Yuhao.

In this world, the sky was an oppressive azure-black, and deep-blue rectangular pillars stood all around, stretching to the end of sight.

Other than these cold geometric forms, the only thing in this space was that crystal coffin.

Huo Yuhao sat cross-legged beside the coffin. The Soul Beast Cloak had long since been dismissed.

His hands formed seals as he refined the Chakra in his body while circulating the Mysterious Heaven Skill to breathe and cultivate Soul Power.

Level eighteen.

Huo Yuhao slowly opened his eyes, sensing the energy within him. Though abundant, it still seemed weak.

At this stage, I was merely a one-ring Soul Master.

Whether it was the Tailed Beast Cloak or White Zetsu Possession, both placed an enormous burden on the body and could not be maintained for long.

I have to grow stronger as quickly as possible.

Just then, the gray ball of light deep within his Sea of Consciousness suddenly trembled.

An aged voice, carrying a hint of surprise, rang directly in his mind.

"Child, the energy you just stirred awakened me."

"I never expected you to possess a demi-plane as well."

"Elder, you're awake."

Electrolux's voice continued, tinged with emotion. "Although this demi-plane is still barren and its laws are incomplete, it is indeed a demi-plane."

"Once I fully recover, you can try fusing my Undead Demi-plane with this space of yours."

"If it succeeds, perhaps a plane with complete laws may be born."

"After that, you may even reach the realm of gods, perhaps surpassing them."

Huo Yuhao's heart shook violently.

Fuse demi-planes?

Fuse my Kamui Dimension with the Undead Demi-plane of Electrolux, the Holy Necromancer?

What would that become?

A mobile fortress filled with an undead army and capable of phasing and shifting at any time?

It was practically tailor-made for me.

Huo Yuhao suppressed the excitement in his heart and replied in a deep voice:

"Elder, that is an excellent suggestion. I look forward to the day you recover."

"Mmm... I still need to sleep for some time to restore my consciousness..."

As his voice faded, the gray ball of light dimmed once again and fell silent.

Huo Yuhao rose to his feet and walked to the crystal coffin.

Through the clear coffin lid, Huo Yun'er's face remained peaceful, as though she were merely asleep.

Huo Yuhao lightly traced the coffin lid with his fingers, a trace of tenderness flashing through his eyes.

"Mom, wait for me."

"I'll definitely create a world with you in it!"

As the master of the Kamui Dimension, he could sense the outside world through spatial nodes.

After confirming that no powerful auras remained by Sea God Lake.

"Kamui."

A red light flashed in Huo Yuhao's right eye, and a spatial vortex appeared again, swallowing his body.

One week later.

Shrek Academy, cafeteria.

After a week of intense training, Huo Yuhao discovered that his Soul Power had become stuck at the bottleneck of level eighteen.

While pondering where to obtain some pills, he calmly lined up at the most expensive counter in the cafeteria.

After all, it was the Duchess's money. He did not feel the slightest heartache spending it.

Holding his tray, Huo Yuhao reached toward the last exquisite plate of osmanthus cake at the counter.

Just as his fingertips were about to touch the plate.

Slap!

A large hand suddenly cut in, trying to snatch the pastries first.

"Kid, let go."

An arrogant voice came from above his head. "I took a liking to this plate of osmanthus cake first."

Huo Yuhao frowned slightly. With a nimble turn of his wrist, he avoided the hand and steadily lifted the plate of osmanthus cake.

He turned his head and coldly looked at the tall, black-haired youth beside him, whose face carried a roguish air.

Xu Sanshi?

Xu Sanshi was looking thoroughly displeased. He had long since found out that Jiang Nannan loved this sort of osmanthus cake most.

He had specifically come to buy it today to curry favor with her. Perhaps if the goddess was moved, she would look at him differently.

Yet a first-year junior had beaten him to it.

Just as he thought this newcomer would obediently put it down under the pressure of his aura.

Huo Yuhao's utterly emotionless voice rang out:

"I already bought this plate of osmanthus cake."

"Wherever you came from, crawl back there."

Xu Sanshi froze.

In Shrek Academy's Outer Court, someone actually dared speak to him like that?

His expression darkened, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

"Kid, I am the Young Master of the Mysterious Underworld Sect, Xu Sanshi."

"I'll give you one final chance. Sell it to me at its original price, and I'll overlook your offense. Otherwise..."

He clenched his fists, producing sharp cracking sounds. "Bear the consequences yourself."

An intense disgust rose in Huo Yuhao's heart.

That same condescending tone again.

Right before Xu Sanshi, Huo Yuhao stored the plate of osmanthus cake in his storage ring.

Then he raised his head. Mockery filled his mismatched eyes.

"Oh? Bear the consequences yourself?"

"Otherwise what?"

"I'm looking forward to your performance."

"You're courting death!"

Xu Sanshi was completely enraged. He had always run rampant through the Outer Court. When had he ever suffered such humiliation?

He raised a hand and reached for Huo Yuhao's collar.

"Stop!"

Several cafeteria staff members in uniforms quickly surrounded them, standing between the two.

"The academy forbids private fights! If you want to fight, go to the Soul Fighting Arena! Don't cause trouble here!"

Xu Sanshi took a deep breath, pointed at Huo Yuhao, and revealed a vicious grin.

"Good, very good."

"Kid, do you dare go to the Soul Fighting Arena?"

Huo Yuhao adjusted his collar and replied indifferently:

"Why wouldn't I dare?"

"I'd like to see how you plan to entertain me."

Soul Fighting Arena.

Since it was mealtime and the conflict between the two had drawn attention, quite a few students had already gathered in the stands to watch.

Xu Sanshi stood on one side of the arena, staring at the calm-looking youth across from him as fury burned in his heart.

He took an exquisite porcelain bottle from his robes and held it high.

"Kid, don't say I'm bullying you. Let's make a bet."

"If you win, this Mysterious Water Pill is yours."

"If you lose..." Xu Sanshi pointed at his crotch and grinned savagely. "You'll crawl through here! And shout 'I was wrong' three times!"

Huo Yuhao looked at the porcelain bottle, and his pupils contracted slightly.

A Mysterious Water Pill?

It was a priceless treasure for water-attribute Soul Masters. Not only could it raise Soul Power, but it could also cleanse the marrow and strengthen the tendons.

He had been worrying about breaking through the level-eighteen bottleneck. Wasn't this like being handed a pillow just as he was getting sleepy?

A cruel curve lifted at Huo Yuhao's lips.

"Fine."

"But your defeat has already been decided!"

"Arrogant!" Xu Sanshi snorted coldly.

"Begin the Soul Fight!" the teacher acting as referee announced.

Boom!

Soul Power erupted from Xu Sanshi's body, and three Soul Rings—two yellow and one purple—rose into view.

The Black Tortoise Shell Shield instantly appeared in his hand.

Meanwhile, Huo Yuhao merely slowly activated his Sharingan.

A yellow hundred-year Soul Ring rose beneath his feet.

He did not rush to attack. Instead, he took several coldly gleaming Shuriken from his storage space.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

With a flick of Huo Yuhao's wrist, four Shuriken carved strange arcs through the air, circling toward Xu Sanshi's blind spots from both sides.

Uchiha-style Manipulated Shuriken Technique!

"Trivial tricks!"

Xu Sanshi raised his shield and gave it a light shake. A black wave of Soul Power sent the first batch of Shuriken flying.

But he failed to notice that while Huo Yuhao threw the Shuriken, his hands were rapidly forming seals.

He was defending... no, he was gathering power.

Under the dynamic vision of the Sharingan, the flow of Soul Power within Xu Sanshi's body was clearly visible.

Huo Yuhao sharply noticed that Xu Sanshi's third Soul Ring was faintly flickering, while a spatial fluctuation locked onto his position.

He wanted to use his third soul skill, Black Tortoise Displacement?

Too naive.

A cold smile curved Huo Yuhao's lips.

The instant Xu Sanshi's purple thousand-year Soul Ring fully lit up—

"Third Soul Skill, Black Tortoise Displacement!"

Xu Sanshi shouted.

A black light instantly crossed dozens of meters, linking him with Huo Yuhao.

Space was instantly exchanged.

Xu Sanshi only felt his vision blur. The next moment, he had appeared where Huo Yuhao had originally been standing.

"Kid, feel your own... huh?"

Xu Sanshi had just turned to attack when he suddenly sensed something was wrong.

The temperature around him seemed a little high?

He abruptly raised his head.

Less than half a meter before him floated a red, ferocious flaming ghost head, silently grinning at him.

The ghost head contained violent fire-attribute Chakra and had reached an extremely unstable critical point.

When had this been left here?!

Xu Sanshi's pupils instantly shrank to needlepoints.

Not far away, Huo Yuhao maintained his hand seals, his gaze as cold as ice.

He slowly spoke the name of the technique:

"Fire Style: Demon Lantern."

This was a trap specially laid for enemies capable of instantaneous movement.

One second before Xu Sanshi activated the displacement, that red demonic head had already been waiting there for him.

"Not good!!"

Xu Sanshi's face changed drastically. He wanted to raise his shield to defend himself, but he was far too close!

"Explode."

Huo Yuhao murmured softly.

Boom—!!

The crimson flaming ghost head exploded violently.

The tremendous blast resounded through the entire Soul Fighting Arena, while rolling heat and black smoke surged into the sky.

"Ah—!!"

Xu Sanshi let out a scream as the shockwave from the point-blank explosion sent him flying.