Even these people from the Body Sect had always feared nothing and no one.
But the thought that, somewhere in a corner beyond the heavens, a god-level powerhouse from ten thousand years ago was watching them and controlling many things in this world still sent a chill crawling over them.
Especially since that being was also incredibly despicable, with absolutely no moral boundaries!
Unlike Du Busi and the others, the people from Shrek Academy were on edge. Even Bei Bei cast a complicated look at Huo Yuhao beside him.
Before this, even if Huo Yuhao had joined another faction—whether it was the Mysterious Underworld Sect, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the White Tiger Duke Mansion, or even the Star Luo Empire—they would, in essence, have been allies of Shrek Academy, or even within its sphere of influence.
But joining the Body Sect was different. The Body Sect could absolutely be considered a formidable enemy of Shrek Academy, and it was the foremost sect openly operating on the Douluo Continent today. The Clear Sky Sect, which had long since withdrawn from the world, simply could not compare to the Body Sect.
Over the years, the Sea God Pavilion of Shrek Academy and the Body Sect had clashed in countless fierce battles. Back then, Mu En, the Sea God Pavilion Master, had fought Du Bisou, the previous Body Sect Master, until one died and the other was gravely wounded.
Even now, Mu En, a dignified Limit Douluo, could only lie in a wheelchair, all thanks to the previous Body Sect Master. Bei Bei knew all of this.
If the Body Sect truly gained an unparalleled successor and flourished from then on, it would be an absolute disaster for Shrek Academy—no less than the Sun Moon Empire unifying the continent!
But Bei Bei only gave the thought a moment's consideration. He didn't choose to ambush the boy beside him now. After all, he was the Child of Destiny. How could he be so easy to take down?
Not to mention, he had just received so many rewards from the Sky Screen. If Bei Bei couldn't beat him, things would be disastrous. And if he failed, Xiao Ya might also be dragged into danger.
Meanwhile, inside Sea God Pavilion at Shrek Academy, debate was already raging, and murderous intent filled the air.
"Hmph! No matter what, we can't let this world's situation come to pass. We cannot allow a genius like him to join the Body Sect!"
One of the Sea God Pavilion Elders slammed the table and shouted.
"Exactly. The Body Sect has always acted in strange and unpredictable ways, flouting all laws. They've given us headaches for years. If they raise a super powerhouse even stronger than that old Du Busi, it'll be like adding wings to a tiger. We'll be in far too much trouble!"
Another elder gazed at the Sky Screen with worry and spoke gravely.
"Ah, let's not be so pessimistic. Let's wait and see. The Body Sect has always been a bizarre sect. Truthfully, we don't even know what it's like for its members on the inside."
Yan Shaozhe gave a light cough, trying to smooth things over.
"What if Huo Yuhao is actually having a miserable time in the Body Sect? Is the Body Sect even certain to bring out his potential?"
"As the continent's number one academy, we old fellows in the Sea God Pavilion should have a little more faith in our academy!"
Yan Shaozhe stroked his beard as he spoke.
The elders glanced at Yan Shaozhe. Did he even believe the things he was saying himself...?
Well, no wonder this old geezer could succeed Mu En as his true inheritor and become the future successor to the Sea God Pavilion!
On the Sky Screen, the scene continued to change. Not long after young Huo Yuhao left the Star Dou Great Forest, he was attacked by a group of bandits on the roadside.
Huo Yuhao brandished the White Tiger Dagger and barely managed to take down two or three of them, but he was still in a perilous situation. Just then, a mysterious, powerful Soul Master suddenly appeared. In a few swift moves, he slaughtered all the bandits—more than ten of them—and seven Soul Rings shone around him.
"Th-thank you, senior, for saving me!"
The Spirit Eye boy panted as he sheathed the bloodstained White Tiger Dagger and looked gratefully at the mysterious senior whose face was covered.
The senior's way of fighting was remarkable, too. Huo Yuhao hadn't even seen what his Martial Soul was. He had only watched as one of the man's hands grew enormous. With one slap per bandit, like swatting flies, the man had turned the whole group into a heap of meat on the road in just a few blows.
"Little friend, tell uncle. What is your Martial Soul?"
The mysterious powerhouse fixed Huo Yuhao with a pair of bright eyes and asked in a slightly hoarse voice.
"My Martial Soul is... my eyes."
Huo Yuhao hesitated, but answered all the same.
"Eyes? Good, good, very good."
As if he had confirmed something, the man's eyes suddenly lit up. He circled around Huo Yuhao in a flash, as though he had found a rare treasure.
"Child, do you know who we are? Do you know what my Martial Soul is?"
The man seemed to be in high spirits. He spoke cheerfully.
"I don't. Perhaps your strength is so great that I can't tell what your Martial Soul is..."
Huo Yuhao shook his head, looking a little lost.
"Haha! I'll tell you the truth: our Martial Souls are actually of the same kind!"
The man laughed heartily. His voice carried a hint of pride as he said this.
"Ah? How could that be? My Martial Soul is spirit-type, while yours, senior..."
Huo Yuhao was astonished. He had seen clearly how this senior fought: it was simplicity and brute force at its finest. One slap per bandit, and he had beaten them all to death!
He even envied that kind of fighting style. Soul Shock might be called a million-year Soul Skill, but in practice it could only target one person at a time, and it came with plenty of restrictions.
"Haha, that's because you don't understand. I'll tell you the truth: my Martial Soul is my 'palm'!"
The man held out his palm to Huo Yuhao, grinning proudly.
"Your palm?"
Huo Yuhao couldn't help but stare in astonishment. This was the first time he had ever heard of a Martial Soul like that.
"Exactly. Haven't you noticed what we have in common? My Martial Soul is my own palm, and yours is your own eyes. Our Martial Souls are both parts of our own bodies. This kind of Martial Soul is called a Body Martial Soul!"
The man smiled warmly. Huo Yuhao froze.
"A Body Martial Soul... a Body Martial Soul... Right, I used to find my Martial Soul rather unusual, too. It seemed that other people's Martial Souls were either various tools or Soul Beasts..."
Huo Yuhao's eyes brightened as well, as if he had received some sort of inspiration.
"Exactly. And I'll tell you this: tool Martial Souls and Beast Martial Souls are nothing special. Those famous Martial Souls people talk about—the continent's number one Martial Soul, the Clear Sky Hammer, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, the Bright Phoenix—they aren't the most powerful Martial Souls in the world."
The man smiled faintly and clasped his hands behind his back.