Huo Yuhao opened his eyes to find a grimy stone wall before him.
He instinctively tried to draw on the Soul Power within him to ward off the cold, only to discover that the vast, ocean-like Ultimate Ice Soul Power had vanished without a trace. In its place was a faint warm current in his dantian, so weak it seemed ready to extinguish at any moment.
[System Notification] [Current Soul Power: LV.1 (Innate Level One)]
"Really back to level one..."
Huo Yuhao sat up from the hard wooden bed and looked down at his body.
His hands had become smaller, his skin was somewhat yellowed, and several chilblains on the backs of his hands had yet to heal. Though his clothes were made of silk, they had been washed until they had faded white, and the cuffs were worn down.
"So this is... six-year-old me?"
Huo Yuhao clenched those tiny hands, feeling the real sensation against his palms. The rough friction, the mingled scent of old wood and rain-soaked earth in the air—it was so real that his scalp tingled.
"This is way too realistic... If Brother Sky Dream weren't absent from my head, making no noise, I'd really think I'd been reborn."
Just then, a maid in court attire entered carrying a tray. She glanced at Huo Yuhao sitting on the bed, with not the slightest trace of respect in her eyes—only impatience.
"Fifth Prince, it's time to eat."
She heavily set the tray on the table with a missing corner, splashing a few drops of thin porridge from the bowl.
``` [System Identity Confirmed: Fifth Prince of the Star Luo Empire (illegitimate)]
[Current Situation: Due to his mother's humble origins and his martial soul awakening as the "useless martial soul," Spirit Eyes, he is considered a