Electrolux's Soul-Transferring Scroll, Super Forbidden Spell, Turning the Dead into Undead

Hearing Zhuang Minghui's meaningful "King Gu Yue," Gu Yue gave a soft snort. Though somewhat dissatisfied with the title, she withdrew her gaze and leisurely took another bite of the candied hawthorn in her hand.

At that moment, Soul Power surged and roared across the enormous Soul Fighting Arena below.

The duel between Thunder Beibei and Xu Sanshi had completely entered its most intense stage.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon's violent lightning clashed madly with the Black Tortoise Shield's heavy defense, drawing wave after wave of deafening cheers from the stands.

"Thunder Beibei! Thunder Beibei! Thunder Beibei!"

Seeing Xu Sanshi and Thunder Beibei engage in a direct confrontation, Tang Ya, who had been watching the show, lightly touched Huo Yuhao's shoulder.

Yet from the corner of her eye, she glanced toward Zhuang Minghui and Gu Yue.

When she saw that Zhuang Minghui had not noticed, Tang Ya breathed a sigh of relief.

Receiving Tang Ya's signal, Huo Yuhao nodded lightly and took a deep breath, his expression turning tense and grave.

A faint purple glow quietly gathered in his eyes.

Cheating.

This was the first time he had ever cheated in his life.

Huo Yuhao gritted his teeth and silently thought, As long as I can help Eldest Senior Brother win this Soul Fighting match, even if I earn an unsavory reputation, I'll accept it!

As long as his first soul skill, Soul Shock, worked, his Eldest Senior Brother would win this match.

As long as his Eldest Senior Brother won, he could obtain the Mystic Water Pill from Xu Sanshi.

Just as Huo Yuhao was about to unleash Soul Shock, a tremendous impact suddenly struck the depths of his mind.

It was as though an icy cold wind from the Nine Nether Abyss had descended from nowhere upon the depths of his mind.

His once-calm Sea of Consciousness was instantly stained an eerie gray. Countless gray undead with savage faces and an aura of death screamed and roared as they abruptly appeared in his mental world, frantically tearing at his mental defenses.

"Ah—!"

The sudden agony made Huo Yuhao let out a suppressed cry.

And deeper within his Sea of Consciousness, the million-year soul beast Sky Dream Ice Silkworm, which had been sleeping peacefully, was instantly awakened by this strange, frigid power.

Its enormous golden body rolled violently within the Sea of Consciousness. Seeing the gray undead filling the sky and attempting to devour Huo Yuhao's consciousness, it was startled and could not help cursing, "Holy crap! What the hell are these things?! Where did this creepy nonsense come from?!"

"Get the hell out of here!"

Sky Dream Ice Silkworm roared. Its vast and pure million-year spiritual power erupted, golden light transforming into a tangible shockwave that instantly shattered and dispersed every invading undead remnant.

Although Sky Dream Ice Silkworm acted in time and eliminated the intruders, Huo Yuhao's frail body and still-weak Spirit Eyes simply could not withstand the aftermath of the clash between those two immense spiritual powers in his mind.

He let out a muffled groan, rolled his eyes back, and immediately lost consciousness. His body went limp as he collapsed in the stands, completely passing out.

"Yuhao! Yuhao, what's wrong?! Don't scare me!" Tang Ya's pretty face turned pale as she frantically supported Huo Yuhao.

No matter how she thought about it, she could not understand how simply having Yuhao secretly use his first soul skill had suddenly resulted in such a terrifying backlash.

The noise in the stands remained deafening. Everyone's attention was fixed on the fierce battle in the Soul Fighting Arena below, and no one noticed Huo Yuhao unconscious in the corner.

Except Zhuang Minghui and Gu Yue.

Zhuang Minghui sat obediently in his seat, even leisurely popping a peeled sugar-roasted chestnut into his mouth.

He truly had not expected Necromancy to have such a use.

Inside the Sea of Consciousness.

Zhuang Minghui looked at Electrolux and asked in surprise, "Elder Yi, isn't the Necromancy spell you taught me on the spot just now a little too overpowered? It actually bypassed the obstruction of that huge spiritual power within him and directly disrupted his consciousness."

"It could actually enter someone else's Sea of Consciousness and disrupt their awareness."

Electrolux chuckled, his aged voice carrying a hint of pride and disdain. "This is nothing. The Necromancy I wielded in my day was capable of far more than this."

"That little fellow's intentions are improper. He secretly resorted to tricks and cheated in a fair duel. Moreover, he is impetuous, blindly pursuing shortcuts to power. With that mindset, sooner or later, something will go terribly wrong."

At this point, Electrolux's expression turned slightly serious. As he looked at Zhuang Minghui, there was an extra trace of approval in his eyes.

"However, Minghui, both your temperament and talent far surpass that youth's. Aside from being somewhat casual and uninhibited, that merely preserves your distinctive character."

"I will slowly teach you the rest of my Necromancy in the future. For now, receive this true grand gift from me."

As Electrolux spoke, he slowly raised his right hand.

As gray light flickered, a gray scroll radiating endless ancientness and the aura of death materialized and floated before Zhuang Minghui.

A complicated light flashed through Electrolux's eyes. "This is the Soul-Transferring Scroll. In the world where I once lived, what this scroll records is a magic known as a Super Forbidden Spell. It possesses a method of undead transformation that can perfectly convert and preserve the souls and remains of the departed, along with their memories from life and part of their abilities."

Looking at the gray scroll before him, Zhuang Minghui took a deep breath and stretched out both hands. In an instant, the Soul-Transferring Scroll that had been floating before Electrolux drifted into Zhuang Minghui's hands.

"Thank you, Elder Yi!"

After solemnly thanking Electrolux, Zhuang Minghui's consciousness returned to reality.

Having foreseen the outcome of the match, Zhuang Minghui had lost all interest in watching it.

He looked at Gu Yue beside him and said, "Shall we go?"

"Mm." Gu Yue finished the last sip of her lemonade and left with Zhuang Minghui.

She truly found this battle rather boring.

After leaving the Soul Fighting Arena.

On the way, Zhuang Minghui suddenly asked Gu Yue, "Gu Yue, are you interested in entering the inner academy?"

"?" Gu Yue looked at him in confusion. "You're not joking, are you?"

"We've only been enrolled for a few days, and you're already suggesting the inner academy?"

"Are you sick, or am I?"

Zhuang Minghui smiled. "I'm not sick. Let me put it this way."

"As long as your Soul Power Level reaches Soul Ancestor, you can enter the inner academy by completing a certain number of Inspection Corps missions."

Gu Yue took a bite of shredded squid. "Inspection Corps missions?"

Zhuang Minghui continued, "Yeah, they're one of only two requirements for entering the inner academy."

"One of us is a Level 42 auxiliary-type battle Soul Ancestor, and the other is a Level 35 assault-type. Wouldn't we be guaranteed champions in the freshman assessment three months from now? Instead of a boring competition, why not take on a real challenge?"