Elder Yi Was Eager to Return; Huo Yuhao Went Mad: If I'd Known, I Should've Killed Them Long Ago! Kill, Kill, Kill!!!

"Why am I so weak!!!"

Why?!

Huo Yuhao's eyes were bloodshot!

Black energy swirled in his eyes.

His two great opportunities had already been stolen from him, greatly damaging his fortune and leaving his mind unstable.

On top of that, he had finally received a kind of care he'd never known before, only to think he couldn't withstand the medicine's effects.

He'd even started doubting the Sect Master, who had opened his heart to him!!

How could I be so vile?!

How could I think such a thing!

When all was said and done, it all came down to his own lack of strength.

"Pfft—!"

Huo Yuhao spat a stream of blood three feet into the air.

The blood scattered, then fell to the ground, nourishing the Blue Silver Grass growing there—the blood of a Son of Fortune.

After spitting out that mouthful, Huo Yuhao felt an overwhelming relief!

He had never felt so clear-headed.

He calmed his mind and sensed the changes within himself.

He found that the speed at which he refined Soul Power had increased by at least half!

Xu Qing's Sea of Consciousness.

"Young friend, you're even calmer than I expected."

An aged voice rang out across the bright Sea of Consciousness. Then an old man slowly appeared.

His gray robe came into view, covered in intricate, mysterious patterns. Xu Qing felt his head swell and his eyes grow dizzy just looking at it.

He had to look away, fixing his gaze on the man's face instead.

White hair, white beard, golden eyes. One look at that wrinkled face told Xu Qing he was a man with stories to tell.

"My name is Electrolux."

"I am but a fragment of consciousness. The spatial fluctuations caused by that great turtle drew me in, allowing me to enter this world through a crack between realms."

"My body is as insubstantial as wisps of smoke, and could dissipate at any moment. If not for this carving knife, made entirely of Life Gold, young friend..."

"Old me would've kicked the bucket."

Electrolux was a little different from what Xu Qing had expected...

He didn't seem all that stern.

"Now I dwell in this carving knife. Such is fate..."

He clasped his hands behind his back and gazed up at the sky of the Sea of Consciousness, looking at the core radiating light and heat. His voice rang with fervor:

"Thanks to the nourishment of life energy, this fragment of my consciousness has endured and stabilized. My life is no longer in danger."

"Xu Qing, please allow this old man to stay here for a while."

With that, Electrolux bowed slightly, manners impeccable.

"Elder Yi, I'll call you that from now on."

Xu Qing hurriedly stepped aside, then bowed deeply.

He might act carefree, and he might seem to disregard the importance of respecting one's teacher in front of Du Busi, but that was just their special way of getting along.

After all, they were good buddies and a good master and student who'd grown up playing together!

They were buddies! What was the point of being formal? It was just unnecessary.

But he knew how to behave on formal occasions.

Like now, for instance. The long-dreamed-of Spirit Soul Method, the walking encyclopedia, the ability to summon a god into your body, call up skeletons to grind out gold...

All that stuff was with Elder Yi!

And a righteous, wonderful teacher like him was a rare find!

Ever heard of the former Child of Light?

"Heh heh heh... There's no need to be so formal."

Electrolux stroked his white beard and slowly descended, stopping in front of Xu Qing.

"You and that green-haired old man—your master—seem to share a deep bond."

This child knew how to show respect!

This old man had run into a good one.

"All right, I've imposed on you long enough. Your master must be getting anxious, and I need to rest in peace and quiet..."

"I'll only consume an insignificant amount of the life energy in that carving knife. You don't need to..."

Before he could finish, Xu Qing's actions interrupted him.

Xu Qing held out his right hand toward Elder Yi and said casually:

"Come on, Elder Yi, why say all that to me?"

"I'll be counting on you to look after me from now on. That thingy, the Life Carving Knife—it's yours!"

Besides, Elder Yi wouldn't absorb all of it, and there was another piece inside that giant turtle's belly anyway.

To Electrolux, Xu Qing's carefree manner...

Was just like looking at his former self as the Child of Light.

So simple, so kind...

For a moment, he stood rooted to the spot, lost in memories and unable to pull himself free. A sorrowful aura enveloped him.

But he soon recovered.

He stepped forward.

Smack—!

Xu Qing raised his hand and met Elder Yi's with a high five—the kind only brothers with perfect chemistry could pull off.

Black Flash!!

"Xu Qing?"

"Disciple?"

"Dear..."

"Tsk..."

Xu Qing opened one eye and gave Du Busi a huge roll of the eyes.

"I was just a little tired and accidentally fell asleep. Don't make such a fuss."

"You still need to temper your temperament, Little Du."

"Hey!?"

Du Busi rewarded Xu Qing with a hard flick on the forehead, then hurried off with Xu Qing tucked under his arm.

Soon, they caught up with Huo Yuhao.

They arrived just in time to see Huo Yuhao straighten up, look to the sky, clench his fists, and contort his face.

Master and disciple happened to hear him muttering to himself.

"Mom, I'll grow stronger."

"I'll have my revenge..."

"I'll kill them all, kill them all, kill them all!!!!"

"..."

What the heck, did another one go mad?

What was going on today?

Xu Qing exerted a little force, wriggling free from the loving embrace. He scanned the surroundings and understood what had happened.

Backlash from the loss of fortune?

If someone stole the opportunities that were supposed to belong to a Son of Fortune, could he still be called a Son of Fortune?

What happened when a person's fortune was stripped away layer by layer and flowed to someone else?

Fortune was something intangible and elusive, yet crucial.

Once it began to wane, the invisible force that had secretly protected him would be gone.

He'd been ostracized and tormented since childhood, then left helpless as he watched his mother die in bed before his eyes.

Just imagining that feeling was enough to send Xu Qing into the second stage of his dark transformation.

But this wasn't him.

He was just an onlooker.

"Senior brother... You're here... I'm sor—"

Smack.

Du Busi's broad palm landed on Huo Yuhao's head and ruffled his hair viciously.

He didn't stop until he'd tousled it into a bird's nest.

The scorching warmth should have hurt, yet it filled Huo Yuhao with a sense of security—and with a kindness he'd never felt from anyone else.

"Tsk, this is a bit uncomfortable. I hate it when men cry."

Xu Qing kept a straight face, his mouth dripping with honeyed words.

That old geezer was really something. He treated every child with a Body Martial Soul like this.

"Your senior brother's right. Everyone in our sect is a strong, strapping man!"

"Huo Yuhao, if you dare cry again, this sect master will let you feel the taste of my fist—it's as big as a wok!"

Du Busi waggled his callused palm, wrapped it in Soul Power, and wiped the tears from the sobbing Huo Yuhao's face.

"I... I..."

This child, who was desperately, desperately starved for affection, had been completely won over by the Body Sect!!!

The Body Sect had filled him up, inside and out.