Gangzi: Stop comparing, stop comparing, I'm trash, okay?

"Who, who is it? How dare you try to snatch someone away from Brother!"

Tian Meng's frantic, indignant voice rang out. After finally finding a suitable heir, someone had the audacity to swoop in and reap the rewards!

Within Huo Yuhao's mental world, a grey bead quietly manifested, hovering silently above the Sea of Consciousness.

Beneath the grey bead lay ten golden orbs of light—the very essence of the Sky Dream Iceworm.

In a fit of shock and rage, Tian Meng prepared to mobilize its essence to deal with the mysterious grey bead.

Just then, the grey bead emitted several wisps of grey energy, which coalesced into the figure of an elderly man in black robes. His voice was raspy as he spoke: "Big worm, do not be agitated. This old man bears no malice."

Immediately following, a vast surge of soul power radiated from the grey bead.

After a brief assessment, Tian Meng's expression shifted drastically. It knew full well that the caliber of this soul power was far beyond anything it could hope to rival.

At this moment, Huo Yuhao had basically finished fusing with the first soul ring brought to him by Tian Meng. With a thought, he entered his own mental world.

He saw Sky Dream Iceworm standing in a standoff against the elderly figure in black robes.

Is this the Scourge of the Undead, the Necromancer God, Electrolux?

Huo Yuhao observed the old man. This was another one of his major "cheat codes" from the original work. Although he didn't know much about this person, judging by the discussions in the bullet comments, this man should be Huo Yuhao's mentor. At the very least, he shouldn't harbor any ill will toward Huo Yuhao.

Thus, he addressed the elder: "Old sir, may I ask who you are?"

The elderly figure looked at Huo Yuhao, his gaze slowly gathering on his Sharingan. His body gave a slight tremor, and he muttered to himself: "Peculiar, truly peculiar!"

Huo Yuhao's heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that he can actually discern something from my Sharingan?

The elderly figure smiled slightly and said: "Little one, rest assured, I harbor no malice. I am merely a remnant soul from another world, simply looking for a place to rest."

"I did not expect that in my casual search for a place to dwell, I would encounter such a peculiar little one. The power you possess is of such high caliber and immense potential that if you continue to grow this way, seeing through life and death will be well within your reach. It is truly heaven-defying; you are a unique existence unlike anything I have seen in my life."

"However, the path of advancement for your eyes is too extreme. It requires excessive mental energy fueled by fear, anger, and hatred. Over time, this will be detrimental to your growth. You must know that while hatred can ignite power, it can also invite death. As the saying goes, 'He who rises by this shall perish by this.' True strength requires the harmony of Yin and Yang; that is the foundation."

Seeing through life and death? Is he talking about the Rinnegan's Samsara Heavenly Life Technique?

Huo Yuhao was shocked. This old man was truly terrifying. With just a glance, he could see through the potential power of the Sharingan, and even the fact that its growth required excessive extreme mental energy.

Off to the side, Sky Dream Iceworm was stunned. It stared blankly at the two of them. What heaven-defying martial soul? Resurrection? What on earth? Had its million years of life been lived in vain?

As far as it knew, even god-level martial souls didn't have such abilities, did they?

He just picked up a random brat, and he's this overpowered?

Doesn't that mean it hit the jackpot?!

Huo Yuhao cupped his hands: "Old sir, is there anything this junior can do to help you?"

Electrolux sighed: "I am now but a remnant soul. I only wish to pass on all the knowledge I acquired during my life. Little one, the level of power you possess even transcends this world, and this power happens to resonate with my own path. Heh, fate is a fickle thing. Are you willing to become my disciple and inherit my teachings?"

Huo Yuhao did not hesitate. He knelt down immediately and said solemnly: "Old sir, disciple Huo Yuhao is willing to take you as my master."

Electrolux looked at Huo Yuhao kneeling before him. He could sense the sincerity in the boy's mental world—it was incredibly precious. For a moment, he felt dazed and deeply moved, laughing heartily: "Fate has not been unkind to me. To find such a fine disciple in my final moments... this is truly gratifying."

He then gestured with his hands, lifting Huo Yuhao up, and said: "Yuhao, good child, rise. Remember the name of your master: Necromancer God, Electrolux."

Huo Yuhao nodded seriously: "Master, I will remember!"

"Good, good, good. Since you have become my disciple, as your master, I must naturally clear away all hidden dangers for you."

As Electrolux spoke, he waved his hand, drawing the extreme mental energy accumulated in the depths of Huo Yuhao's mind into his palm. He then compressed this energy continuously until it finally formed a small orb.

Huo Yuhao felt his mind clear and refreshed in an instant. The oppressive feeling previously influenced by Sasuke's deep memories was completely wiped away, and he returned to a state of total ease.

"Yuhao, I have compressed the negative mental energy you accumulated into this soul bead. In the future, if you encounter situations you cannot resolve, you can use this as a one-time consumable to trigger some of the hidden powers within your eyes without any side effects."

"Next, I will teach you a 'God Forging Method'—oh, wait, wrong script—it is a method to enhance your willpower. It will allow you to gradually remain unaffected by the negative emotions brought about by the advancement of your eyes, and it will subtly enhance your mental power over time."

"Yuhao, listen carefully: In the vast sea of souls, take intent as the core, and spirit as the vessel. Let him be as strong as he will, the bright moon shines upon the great river; let him be as arrogant as he will, the cool breeze brushes the mountain ridge..."

"Yuhao, I have traveled across worlds, and my soul power is severely depleted. I cannot remain conscious for long and must enter a period of slumber to recover. Remember, when walking in this world, you must have your own judgment. To love and hate boldly, to return tooth for tooth and blood for blood—that is the true nature of a man. I believe you have your own judgment..."

Electrolux's voice gradually faded, and finally, he transformed into a wisp of grey energy, returning to the grey bead above the Sea of Consciousness.

Huo Yuhao silently committed the God Forging Method taught by Master Eli to his memory.

He felt moved; having such a great teacher as Master Eli was truly his good fortune.

Strong, not a "saint," and someone who silently guides his disciple from the sidelines—this is what a true mentor should be!

In contrast, a certain "Grandmaster" who only knew theory couldn't even beat a four-hundred-year-old soul beast.

He taught nothing but running, preaching one thing while doing another.

He had no sense of responsibility and would only flee when faced with trouble.

Uh, he's probably surpassed that guy by who knows how many levels.

Gangzi: Stop comparing, stop comparing! I'm not worthy, okay? Look at his level, and look at mine!

Huo Yuhao knelt down sincerely and kowtowed three times to the bead with great respect.

Sky Dream Iceworm was stunned, staring blankly at Huo Yuhao: "Yu, Yuhao, you... why do you seem completely different from just a moment ago? Are you people on the Douluo Continent always this contradictory?"

Huo Yuhao chuckled, "Don't worry, Brother Fatty Dream, from now on, I'll take you to new heights!"

Tian Meng was bewildered, feeling as if he had fallen into a den of thieves. He suddenly snapped back to reality, his face flushing red, "What Brother Fatty Dream? Brother isn't fat at all! Brother's physique is majestic! You must call me Brother Sky Dream! Do you understand, Brother Sky Dream?"

"Alright, Brother Fatty Dream, got it, Brother Fatty Dream!"

"..."

"Little Yuhao! Little Yuhao!"

Just then, a voice called out from the forest.

Huo Yuhao paused. Was that Beibei and Tang Ya?

He opened his eyes, leaned back against the tree, and waited quietly for the two of them to arrive.

Before long, two familiar figures appeared in the forest.

Tang Ya spotted Huo Yuhao resting against the tree, along with the corpse of the Wind Baboon beside him.

Her mouth fell slightly agape, and she quickly walked over.

Beibei followed closely behind her.

Tang Ya spoke first, "Little Yuhao, are you alright? We saw the sky change color suddenly just now and guessed you might be here. What happened? And this Wind Baboon—Little Yuhao, did you kill this?"