The Awakening of Electrolux

"Hand it over!"

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

Her movements were fierce, but the tips of her ears were burning red.

Long Yaochen looked at his wrist, which had nearly been yanked off by her, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Is this how you treat your benefactor who brought you food?"

"Shut up!"

Wang Dong glared at him viciously, opened the lunch box, and began shoveling food into her mouth with her head down.

She was truly hungry.

It was one thing for this bastard to control her with that strange golden light to make her clean, but he hadn't even allowed her to leave a single corner untouched!

In just a short while, Wang Dong had suffered more grievances than she had in her entire life.

But what frustrated her even more was—

Her soul power had actually broken through to level twenty-five; she had expected to be stuck at this bottleneck for quite 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, nearly snapping the chopsticks in her hand.

"I'm warning you," she said indistinctly, "if you dare use that wicked soul skill on this young master again, I will fight you to the death!"

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

"Wicked?"

He looked at Wang Dong with a half-smile.

"This is a perfectly upright technique of light. It raised your soul power by a whole level, yet you call it wicked. Why are you being as unreasonable as a woman?"

"You! Cough, cough!"

Wang Dong was so startled by Long Yaochen's words that she nearly choked on her food, hurriedly gulping down some water to wash it down.

"Anyway, this young master would rather cultivate on my own than be made to look like a fool scrubbing the floor by you!"

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

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

Wang Dong: "..."

She had been ready to continue berating him, but this sentence left her feeling completely stifled.

He wouldn't use it?

Doesn't that mean...

That feeling of just basking in the sun while her soul power rose on its own would be gone too?

Wang Dong's gaze flickered for a moment before she quickly forced a stern expression back onto her face.

"Who cares!"

Long Yaochen saw through her but didn't point it out.

Even if she wanted to improve, she wouldn't have the chance.

The

Mark of Sun Chasing

itself had no effect on increasing soul power.

Simply put, Long Yaochen felt it was more like a possession technique from his past life, which had conveniently optimized her soul power in the process.

Her breakthrough was merely because she had 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 specific attributes and could not exceed his own soul power.

It was a bit of a "tastes like nothing, but a pity to discard" situation.

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

A slender youth walked past their dormitory window.

Black hair, blue eyes, dressed simply, with a small bundle carried on his back.

He then walked straight toward the neighboring dormitory, 109.

Long Yaochen's gaze narrowed slightly.

If he wasn't mistaken, that person just now should be Huo Yuhao.

At the same time, Wang Dong, who was eating, also noticed the youth outside the door, but she merely glanced at him casually before withdrawing her gaze.

"The one next door?"

"Yeah."

Long Yaochen replied, though his eyes did not move away.

This Child of Destiny from the original story seemed unchanged, even after he had taken Electrolux for himself.

His soul power was pitifully weak, yet he possessed a unique temperament.

It was precisely this temperament that caused the gray light deep within his spiritual sea, which had been silent for so long, to tremble slightly.

This caused the smile on Long Yaochen's face to vanish in an instant.

Wang Dong also keenly sensed his change, frowning as she asked, "What's wrong with you?"

He ignored Wang Dong, for at this moment, an ancient and majestic voice, though tinged with a sense of frailty, slowly resonated within his spiritual sea.

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

Long Yaochen immediately sat up straight, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Electrolux! To think he had awakened at a time like this?

"Do not be distracted." Electrolux's voice was very faint, as if it could be blown away by the wind at any moment. "This old man's remnant soul is weak; I cannot remain awake for long."

Long Yaochen immediately sat cross-legged, focused his mind, closed his eyes, and sank his consciousness into his spiritual sea.

Watching him suddenly enter a meditative state, Wang Dong's expression turned peculiar.

She muttered in a low voice, "This guy... is truly inexplicable."

Inside the spiritual sea.

The Tower of Heaven still stood tall amidst the endless radiance. Compared to its previous state of being on the verge of collapse, the tower's structure was now significantly more stable.

The three pillars of Divinity, Light, and Fire, along with the faint, flickering gray pillar, continued to support the base of the tower.

"How should I address you?" Long Yaochen stood before the tower, looking at the gray light suspended in mid-air, and asked softly.

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

The airy words caused Long Yaochen's pupils to constrict.

"Do not be nervous. Since I have chosen you and even helped you stabilize your crisis, I will not harm you." The voice of the gray light became a bit more solid.

"Many thanks, Elder Electrolux!" Long Yaochen cupped his hands and bowed, thanking him from the bottom of his heart.

Electrolux did not respond, but instead said slowly, "Child, do you think your problem has already been solved?"

Long Yaochen frowned; he was, of course, clear about the state of his own body.

"No. I know it is only temporarily stabilized."

"No."

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

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

Your martial soul is not experiencing a simple imbalance. No matter how strong Light and Divinity are, how could they possibly create such a massive gap with Fire?

The true reason is that your Divinity and Light possess divinity, but your Fire does not."

Long Yaochen felt as if he had been struck by lightning, standing frozen on the spot.

No wonder...

Even his teacher could not suppress this power, and could only attribute it to the purity of Divinity and Light.

Yet now, Electrolux, who had truly touched the realm of gods, had pierced through to his real problem at a single glance.

Electrolux's voice continued, though it had already begun to sound somewhat illusory: "And these are actually just appearances."

Long Yaochen paused, feeling puzzled: "What do you mean?"

"All things have a positive and a negative. Where there is day, there is night. Where there is light, there is shadow."

Electrolux's voice sounded as if it were coming from a distant undead realm.

"But your martial soul is too pure.

It is so pure that it does not allow for the existence of impurities.

Emotions are impurities, desires are impurities, memories are impurities, and even your obsession with being human is, in its eyes, an impurity."

Long Yaochen's expression grew increasingly unsightly.

These were not things he had realized for the first time.

But hearing them spoken by Electrolux was like a blade, slicing the truth open and laying it bare before him.

Electrolux continued:

"That girl's evil fire can supplement your flame and allow you to feel the restlessness that belongs to living beings.

This old man's death energy can suppress your excessive Light and Divinity.

But these are all external forces.

External forces can save you for a moment, but they cannot save you for a lifetime."

Electrolux's voice grew fainter and fainter, until after the final sentence, the gray light mass became dim.

"Previously... I consumed too much... I have said all I can... Quickly seek out a source of life essence sufficient to nourish a divine soul."

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

Before the words had even finished, the entire sphere of light dimmed completely, and the sea of consciousness returned to a state of silence.

Long Yaochen stood motionless on the spot, his expression incredibly grim.

The words of Electrolux had undoubtedly sounded an alarm for him.

If he wanted to find a solution to his problem, it seemed he would have to go and search for the source of life the other had mentioned.

Regarding the source of life, one thing came to his mind almost instantly—

The Spirit-Devouring Carving Knife!