Wutong Plucks the Flower

"Little one, you seem to know me?"

Electrolux's voice drifted out, tinged with disbelief. He had never expected anyone to recognize him when only a remnant of his soul remained, let alone call him teacher. Such familiarity hardly felt real.

After seeing the boy's memories, shouldn't he have been consumed by hatred? Why was he thinking only of love? And how had he ended up with such a bizarre curse?

Electrolux had not intended to talk. He had been waiting to die, for his soul to drift away and find someone new.

Being called on now came as a surprise.

"Who's there?"

Sky Dream Ice Silkworm spun around in surprise and searched quickly, only to discover that it was the black sphere that had fought him over Huo Yuhao!

Huo Yuhao's only concern now was staying alive. He could not afford to hide anything, so he hurriedly explained what he knew, hoping to win their trust.

"Yes. The reason I trust Brother Sky Dream so much is that I have memories of the past—or rather, memories of the future. Brother Sky Dream will help me obtain a Second Martial Soul, and with his help, I'll eventually become a god. But the one I can least do without along the way is you, Teacher Electrolux. You'll save my life at a critical moment and leave me a tower to protect it."

"I shouldn't have troubled you, Teacher. I know you don't have much energy left to act, but I truly have no other way to survive this. I hope you'll forgive me."

"Oh? You know that much?"

Electrolux raised an eyebrow and slowly took human form, looking at Huo Yuhao.

Lying weakly on the ground, Huo Yuhao nodded.

Seeing such conviction in his eyes, Electrolux could not find any fault with