Electrolux Awakens

"Mmm, as expected, this truly is a dense crystal of life."

I do not know how much time had passed.

Tang Ya, having finished her "Peashooter" act, raised her head, wiped her mouth, and revealed a look of complete satisfaction.

She felt that the soul power within her body was circulating much more smoothly.

Beside her, Huo Yuhao's face was flushed an intense red, and he was stiffly and flusteredly tidying himself up.

Seeing him like this, Tang Ya couldn't help but feel a blush creep onto her own cheeks. She gave a light cough, patted his shoulder gently, and spoke with a tone full of sincere gratitude and reassurance:

"Yuhao, I really owe you this time.

Once we get to Shrek Academy, whether you run into trouble with your cultivation or if anyone dares to bully you, you can come find me. Big Sister will have your back."

"Ah... yes, yes, yes!"

Huo Yuhao nodded hurriedly in agreement, his head buried almost to his chest, his heart still pounding wildly.

He took a deep breath and, as if fleeing in a panic, retreated two steps, sat back down cross-legged by the campfire, and closed his eyes to focus on entering a meditative state, wanting only to use cultivation to ease his embarrassment.

But the moment he began to circulate his soul power, Huo Yuhao froze in shock.

After purging those impurities from the depths of his body, his cultivation speed was so fast it was as if he were flying!

By the second half of the night, Huo Yuhao's cultivation had finally touched the threshold of level twelve!

Unable to contain the wild joy in his heart any longer, Huo Yuhao instantly sank into his sea of consciousness and shouted happily:

"Master! I'm almost at level twelve!"

The youth's eyes shone with a brilliant light; the previous shyness and awkwardness had long since been washed away by the surprise of his surging soul power.

One must know that before meeting Zhao Ze, his Innate Soul Power was only level one.

Even by training with his life on the line, it had taken him over five years to improve by only nine levels!

Yet now, in just half a day's time, his cultivation had surged from level eleven all the way to nearly level twelve!

This was something he hadn't even dared to dream of before!

Zhao Ze leaned back on his soft couch, watching this ecstatic display, and said with a smile:

"No need to be so surprised.

The life force I channeled into you is the primal energy I refined hundreds of times after devouring hundreds of thousands of years of Cold Marrow.

Such an improvement has absolutely no side effects; it will only make your path of cultivation smoother and smoother."

Huo Yuhao nodded repeatedly in excitement, his eyes filled with determination.

This was another solid step closer to his wish of becoming a powerhouse and avenging his mother!

Just as he was rejoicing, he caught a glimpse of Zhao Ze's gaze, which remained fixed on the grey bead floating quietly in the center of the sea of consciousness.

Curious, he leaned in and asked:

"Master, what is this bead? Ever since I came in here, I've seen you staring at it."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ze pointed at it and explained:

"This is a fragment of divine sense from a top-tier powerhouse. It must have been drawn here because the spiritual fluctuations were too intense when I performed the sacrifice for you earlier.

As it happens, I just figured out the method to awaken him, and since you are here, we might as well meet him together."

In truth, Zhao Ze had been probing this divine sense fragment ever since they were on the road that afternoon.

After an entire afternoon of dismantling and research, he had finally grasped the method to awaken Electrolux.

"A powerhouse?"

Huo Yuhao nodded blankly, his eyes full of curiosity. Anyone who could be called a powerhouse by his master must possess unfathomable strength.

No sooner had he spoken than he saw Zhao Ze lightly tap his fingertip toward the grey bead.

In an instant, a spiritual force so vast it was nearly terrifying surged toward the bead like a tidal wave.

It carried not a hint of aggression; instead, it wrapped around the entire bead with extreme gentleness, bit by bit combing through and repairing the shattered divine sense within.

The next second, the grey bead, which had been silent for so long, shook violently!

A vast, ancient, and terrifying pressure—carrying endless majesty and deathly stillness—was instantly released from the bead, sweeping across the entire sea of consciousness!

Huo Yuhao felt his entire body stiffen.

In the face of this pressure, he felt as insignificant as an ant, and even breathing became difficult.

"Such... such strong pressure!"

Huo Yuhao was secretly shocked, cold sweat seeping from his forehead.

He swallowed hard and stammered as he looked at Zhao Ze:

"Master, this powerhouse... could he be a Titled Douluo?"

His knowledge was limited, and the only thing he could think of were the Titled Douluo who stood at the pinnacle of the soul masters on the continent.

Zhao Ze heard this and shook his head with a smile, his tone carrying a hint of profound meaning:

"A Titled Douluo? Him? He is certainly not a Titled Douluo.

To be precise, he is not even from this world.

Oh, he's awake. Let him tell you himself."

The moment his voice fell, that gray bead shook violently once more.

Gray light surged forth abruptly.

An aged voice slowly drifted out from the bead, carrying the confusion and bewilderment of one just awakened:

"Where... am I?"

Zhao Ze crossed his arms, looking at the gray-glowing Divine Sense Bead and said:

"Awake? Can you still remember who you are?"

The gray bead spun gently in a circle.

A moment later, that hoarse and majestic voice sounded again:

"I remember now. I am... Electrolux! The Scourge of the Undead, Electrolux!"

Even with only a wisp of divine sense remaining, Electrolux still carried a biting air of looking down upon the world.

But the very next second, this aura abruptly retracted, and his voice took on a note of melancholy:

"Wait, I remember... I should have already died... To think this remnant of consciousness could actually survive, and even arrive in such a strange world."

Zhao Ze nodded with a smile upon hearing this.

It seemed Electrolux's divine sense had fully recovered and his memories had returned in their entirety, without any disorder.

Huo Yuhao, standing to the side, had long been listening in stunned silence.

The Scourge of the Undead?

Just hearing the title was enough to know what a terrifying powerhouse he must be!

He suppressed the shock in his heart, cautiously took half a step forward, and asked respectfully:

"Senior Electrolux, may I ask... are you truly someone from outside this world?"

"Indeed."

Electrolux's voice calmed down; he had a bit more patience for this youth who held no malice toward him.

"I was indeed born in another plane. Where is this place? And who are you two?"

"You can call this world the Douluo Continent..."

Zhao Ze raised his hand and snapped his fingers, condensing a wisp of ice-blue spiritual power at his fingertip to outline the shape of the Douluo Continent in mid-air, explaining it to Electrolux in a leisurely manner.

Before long, he had presented the situation of this world to Electrolux in clear and meticulous detail.

Huo Yuhao stood to the side, his heart surging with excitement as he listened.

Having grown up in the backyard of the White Tiger Duke Mansion, he knew very little about the outside world.

Zhao Ze's words had directly pushed open a brand-new door for him, allowing him to see the true face of this world clearly for the very first time.

After a long while, having heard the entire explanation, Electrolux let out a long, drawn-out sigh:

"I truly never expected... that I would arrive in such a brand-new world, one so completely different from the Holy Demon Continent."

He had seen countless strange and wondrous things, yet he had never imagined that he would one day cross planes.

Just then, Zhao Ze spoke with sudden seriousness:

"Electrolux, since you are here, it is fate. Are you interested in making a deal with us?"