Heavenly Creation Cauldron

Dinnertime.

The sky outside the wooden cabin had gone completely dark.

Soft Soul Tool lamps illuminated the room.

Several steaming home-cooked dishes sat on the table.

Across from Huo Yuhao sat a middle-aged couple with refined features.

They were Ju Zi's parents.

The father was named Gan Ju, and the mother was named Gan Tian.

When Huo Yuhao had first heard those two names, he had been completely stunned.

He had thought Ju Zi was merely the little girl's nickname or pet name.

Who would have thought it was actually a family naming tradition passed down through the generations?

Only after Ju Zi casually explained it did he understand.

In the Sun Moon Empire, commoners at the bottom of society simply had no right to possess something as high-class as a surname.

To save trouble, most people directly used their martial souls as their names.

Ju Zi's father had a completely useless ordinary Gan Ju as his martial soul, so he was called Gan Ju.

Her mother's martial soul was an ordinary apple, and because it tasted Gan Tian, she was called Gan Tian.

Simple.

Straightforward.

And exceptionally down-to-earth.

"Come, Yuhao, have some more meat."

With a gentle smile, Gan Tian warmly placed a large piece of soul beast meat into Huo Yuhao's bowl.

"Thank you, Auntie."

Huo Yuhao smiled obediently.

Being fed and housed for free while having someone serve him meant he had to show some emotional intelligence.

Not only did he need to eat, he had to make them happy while doing it.

"Delicious." Huo Yuhao gave an unreserved thumbs-up.

Gan Tian's smile grew even brighter.

"And you too, Guyi. Eat more."

As she spoke, Gan Tian turned and placed some food into Ye Guyi's bowl as well.

Ye Guyi's body stiffened slightly.

She looked at the extra piece of meat in her bowl, and the hand holding her chopsticks unconsciously tightened.

Her knuckles even turned a little white.

"...Thank you."

Her voice was soft, as though she were suppressing something.

As she watched the ordinary couple across from her bustle about and repeatedly urge them to eat,

Ye Guyi's eyes gradually reddened.

A warm mist kept gathering in her eyes, but she clenched her teeth tightly and refused to let the tears fall.

Not long ago,

her family had been like this too.

Her father and mother would sit at the table, smiling as they bickered while putting food into her bowl.

But now, it was all gone.

Only she remained, carrying a cold short sword and barely surviving in the shadows.

If she had not encountered the people Ju Zi sent, she would probably have become a cold corpse by now.

Ye Guyi lowered her head and stuffed the food from her bowl into her mouth in large mouthfuls, trying to hide the emotions that were on the verge of breaking through with the motion of chewing.

On the other side,

Ju Zi sat nearby, quietly eating.

She silently observed the two completely different people before her.

She looked at Huo Yuhao, wolfing down food in a desperate attempt to win over her parents with emotional intelligence, then at Ye Guyi, whose reddened eyes accompanied her equally desperate eating.

Deep in Ju Zi's eyes flashed the calm composure of someone who held the entire board in her grasp.

Late at night.

Huo Yuhao lay on the soft bed with his hands behind his head.

The Soul Tool chandelier on the ceiling had been switched off.

The room was quiet.

Yet he had no sleepiness at all.

As a proper transmigrator, his current situation was truly surreal.

According to the usual webnovel formula, he should have already begun showing off, humiliating his enemies, and embarking upon an invincible path.

But in reality, before he had even encountered the starter village's low-level monsters, some big shot who seemed to have reincarnated at max level had directly taken over his life.

The timeline had already been altered beyond recognition.

Ju Zi had awakened her ambitions ahead of time and had even assembled her own group.

Even Ye Guyi, the Holy Angel who should only have appeared near the very end, was now sleeping in the room next door.

What would happen in the future?

What kind of mess had the plot turned into?

Huo Yuhao could not imagine it at all.

Thinking of this, he could not help sighing.

Forget it.

When the sky fell, the tall ones would hold it up.

With Ju Zi, this reincarnated powerhouse, blocking the way ahead, all he needed to do was peacefully coast along and wait for death.

He would take things one step at a time.

Besides, this free meal tasted quite good.

Unable to sleep, Huo Yuhao simply sat up from the bed.

He crossed his legs and slowly circulated the Soul Power within his body.

Buzz.

A Centennial Soul Ring radiating a pale yellow glow slowly rose beneath his feet.

This was the first Soul Ring he had obtained during the day.

Three hundred and eleven years.

It was considered top-tier among basic Soul Rings.

With a thought from Huo Yuhao,

his first soul skill activated.

Almost instantly,

Huo Yuhao felt a cool current rush directly into the depths of his brain.

The sensation was like chewing through a pound of ice-cold mint in the middle of summer.

His thoughts immediately became incomparably clear.

His vision also underwent a drastic transformation.

He raised his head and looked around.

His night vision improved dramatically. Even the fine grain in the wood of the bedside table, and the tiny dust particles floating in the air,

became perfectly clear in his eyes.

The faint mental exhaustion caused by pondering the plot's direction was also completely swept away by that cool current.

After carefully experiencing it for a while,

Huo Yuhao silently withdrew his Soul Power.

This was a purely passive support-type soul skill.

Overall, it had no earth-shattering, heaven-defying effects.

It simply and brutally enhanced brain activity, neural reactions, and eyesight.

Though it was not particularly dazzling, Huo Yuhao was already very satisfied.

As someone with the cheat-like composite martial soul of a brain and Spirit Eyes, this kind of support that directly affected his foundation was far more practical than any messy offensive soul skill.

Huo Yuhao gave this soul skill a very fitting name.

Mind-Clearing.

Simple and easy to remember. One look told you it was passive.

After testing his soul skill, Huo Yuhao closed his eyes once more.

His consciousness began sinking deeper and deeper.

Soon, he arrived at his Sea of Spirit.

According to the original script, this should have been Sky Dream Ice Silkworm's stage entrance.

But now, the vast Sea of Spirit was empty.

At its deepest point, only one thing floated quietly.

An ancient cauldron.

This was also the only cheat he could present as a transmigrator.

The Heavenly Creation Cauldron.

In its normal state, the cauldron was only palm-sized, its entire body a mysterious chaotic dark gray.

There were no excessive flashy decorations on its surface.

Only nine faintly visible, strange Dao patterns circled around it.

They corresponded to the cauldron's nine layers of seals.

The cauldron had the classic design of three legs and two handles.

A hazy mist of Creation constantly covered its opening, making it look extraordinarily impressive.

Touching that mist allowed one to connect to the inside of the cauldron.

As a cheat, its functions were actually simple and straightforward.

They could generally be divided into two parts.

Cosmos.

Creation.

The so-called Cosmos meant that within this tiny cauldron lay a universe containing a complete Great Dao.

It could contain and store any inanimate object, or even living beings.

The most outrageous part was that once something was stored inside, time would enter a state of absolute stasis.

Whether for hiding people or storing items, it was the ultimate choice.

However, restricted by his current level, he had not even opened the first seal, so for now this function could only serve as a low-tier storage space.

The second function was Creation.

This was also its most heaven-defying function.

The cauldron could directly convert any energy or matter into pure Creation Origin.

Creation Origin could not be directly used for cultivation.

But it could be used to nurture items.

As long as there was enough Creation Origin, it could forcibly elevate anything to its theoretically most perfect state.

It was simply unreasonable.

The only issue was that the conversion speed of this Creation Origin was directly linked to Huo Yuhao's cultivation speed.

The faster he cultivated, the more origin it produced.

At this moment,

Huo Yuhao looked at the silent ancient cauldron in his Sea of Spirit.

Then his gaze returned to the yellow Soul Ring he had just obtained.

Since Creation Origin claimed it could raise anything to perfection,

then what about Soul Rings?

Or rather, could the soul skill attached to a Soul Ring be tossed into the cauldron and nurtured?

If it could...

then raising a Centennial Soul Ring until it had the effect of a hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring was not impossible.

Huo Yuhao's heart skipped a beat.

No risk, no reward.

He took a deep breath and slowly extended his consciousness toward the hazy mist at the cauldron's opening.