Electrolux Awakens

"Hand it over!"

Wang Dong practically gritted her teeth as she snatched the meal from Long Yaochen's hands.

Her movements were fierce, but the tips of her ears had turned bright red.

Long Yaochen glanced at the wrist she had nearly yanked away, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.

"So this is how you treat the benefactor who brought you food?"

"Shut up!"

Wang Dong shot him a vicious glare, opened the lunchbox, and lowered her head to shovel food into her mouth.

She really was hungry.

It was bad enough that this bastard had used that bizarre golden light to control her and make her clean, but he had not even allowed a single corner to be missed!

In that short span of time, Wang Dong had suffered every grievance she had never suffered in her life.

But what frustrated her even more was—

Her Soul Power had really broken through to level twenty-five. She had thought she would be stuck at that bottleneck for some time.

But what was this supposed to be?

A slap followed by a sweet date?

The more Wang Dong thought about it, the angrier she became. She nearly snapped the chopsticks in her hand.

"I'm warning you," she said through a mouthful of food. "If you dare use that wicked Soul Skill on me again, I'll fight you to the death!"

Long Yaochen leaned against the bed that had already been made and raised an eyebrow at her words.

"Wicked?"

He looked at Wang Dong with an ambiguous smile.

"This is a perfectly righteous Light Art. It even raised your Soul Power by a level, yet you still call it wicked. Why are you being as unreasonable as a woman?"

"You! Cough, cough!"

Long Yaochen's words startled Wang Dong so badly that she nearly choked on her food. She hurriedly drank several mouthfuls of water before managing to swallow it down.

"Anyway, I'd rather cultivate on my own than let you turn me into an idiot who scrubs floors!"

"Oh." Long Yaochen nodded, his tone calm.

"Then I won't use it on you next time."

Wang Dong: "..."

She had already been ready to keep cursing him out, but those words left her stuck in an awkward position.

He would not use it anymore?

Then wouldn't that mean...

That feeling of merely basking in sunlight while her Soul Power rose on its own would be gone too?

Wang Dong's gaze drifted for an instant before she quickly forced her face into a stern expression again.

"Who cares!"

Long Yaochen saw through her but did not expose her.

Even if she wanted to improve, she would not have another chance.

The Mark of Sun Chasing itself had no effect that increased Soul Power.

Simply put, Long Yaochen felt it was more like a spirit invocation from his previous life, which had incidentally optimized her Soul Power.

She had only broken through because she happened to be stuck at a bottleneck.

It had to be said that the effect was indeed excellent, but unfortunately, it could only be used on people with certain attributes and could not exceed his own Soul Power.

It was somewhat tasteless to keep, yet a pity to discard.

Just as Long Yaochen was about to tease her a little more, his brows suddenly twitched.

A slender young man passed by their dormitory window.

He had black hair, blue eyes, plain clothes, and a small bundle slung over his back.

Then, he walked straight into the neighboring Room 109.

Long Yaochen's gaze sharpened slightly.

If he had guessed correctly, that person should have been Huo Yuhao.

At the same time, Wang Dong, who was eating, also noticed the boy outside. She casually glanced at him before withdrawing her gaze.

"The neighbor?"

"Mm."

Long Yaochen answered, but his eyes did not move away.

This Child of Destiny from the original story seemed unchanged even after Electrolux had been taken by him.

His Soul Power was pitifully weak, yet he possessed a unique aura.

It was precisely that aura that made the ball of gray light, which had been dormant for so long in the depths of his Sea of Spirit, tremble gently.

The smile on Long Yaochen's face instantly vanished.

Wang Dong also keenly sensed the change in him and asked with a frown, "What's wrong with you?"

He did not answer Wang Dong, because at that moment, an aged, majestic voice carrying a hint of weakness slowly sounded within his Sea of Spirit.

"That child... carries the scent of destiny."

Long Yaochen immediately sat upright, disbelief in his eyes.

Electrolux! He had actually awakened at this time?

"Do not be distracted." Electrolux's voice was soft, as though it could be scattered by the wind at any moment. "This old man's remnant soul is weak. I cannot remain awake for long."

Long Yaochen immediately crossed his legs, focused his mind, closed his eyes, and sank his consciousness into his Sea of Spirit.

Wang Dong watched him suddenly enter a meditative state, and her expression immediately became strange.

She muttered softly, "This guy... is really incomprehensible."

Within the Sea of Spirit.

The Tower of Heaven still stood amid endless radiance. Compared to its previous state of near collapse, the tower was now clearly much more stable.

The three supports of sacredness, light, and fire, along with that faintly visible gray support, still held up the tower's foundation.

"How should I address you?" Long Yaochen stood before the tower, looking at the gray light floating in midair as he asked softly.

"You already know the answer, so there is no need to ask." The gray light flickered faintly.

Those light words made Long Yaochen's pupils abruptly contract.

"Do not be nervous. Since I chose you and helped stabilize the crisis, I will not harm you." The gray light's voice became somewhat more solid.

"Thank you, Elder Yi!" Long Yaochen clasped his hands and bowed, sincerely offering his thanks.

Electrolux did not respond. He merely said slowly, "Child, do you think your problem has already been resolved?"

Long Yaochen frowned. Of course he understood the condition of his own body.

"No. I know it has only been temporarily stabilized."

"No."

Electrolux's voice suddenly turned stern. "It is worse than you think!"

"I was not drawn here solely by your light aura. There was also a trace of a supreme aura. I do not know what you call it here, but I call it—Divinity!

"Your martial soul's imbalance is not ordinary. No matter how strong light and sacredness are, how could they possibly be so vastly different from fire?

"The true reason is that your sacredness and light contain Divinity, while your fire does not."

Long Yaochen froze where he stood, as though struck by lightning.

No wonder...

Even when his teacher intervened, he could not restrain that power and could only attribute it to the purity of sacredness and light.

Yet Electrolux, who had truly touched the Divine Realm, saw through his real problem at a glance.

Electrolux's words continued, but his voice was already becoming somewhat illusory. "And all of this is merely superficial."

Long Yaochen paused, somewhat confused. "What do you mean?"

"For all things that are upright, there must be an opposite. Where there is day, there is night. Where there is light, there is shadow."

Electrolux's voice seemed to come from the distant Land of the Dead.

"But your martial soul is too pure.

"So pure that it does not allow impurities to exist.

"Emotions are impurities. Desires are impurities. Memories are impurities. Even your attachment to being human is, in its eyes, an impurity."

Long Yaochen's expression grew increasingly grim.

This was not the first time he had realized these things.

But hearing them from Electrolux's mouth was like having a blade directly carve open the truth and lay it before him.

Electrolux continued:

"That girl's Evil Fire can make up for your flames and let you feel the restlessness belonging to living beings.

"This old man's Death Force can suppress your excessive light and sacredness.

"But these are all external forces.

"External forces can save you for a time, but not for a lifetime."

Electrolux's voice grew fainter and fainter. By the time he finished the last sentence, the gray orb had dimmed considerably.

"Before... too much was expended... this is all I can say... quickly find a Source of Life capable of nourishing the divine soul."

"Remember... do not disturb the current balance, otherwise..."

Before he could finish, the entire orb of light completely dimmed, and the Sea of Spirit returned to silence.

Long Yaochen stood motionless, his expression extremely grim.

Electrolux's words had undoubtedly sounded an alarm for him.

If he wanted to find a solution to this problem, it seemed he had to seek the Source of Life Electrolux had mentioned.

When it came to the Source of Life, he immediately thought of something—

The Spirit-Devouring Carving Knife!