Mockery! Opportunity!

!!!

Everyone stood frozen in shock. Huo Yuner clenched her fists, deeply worried about her son's state of mind. Just as she was about to step forward, the old steward beside her stopped her.

Dai Yuhao walked down from the awakening formation. As he approached, some of the servants along the way showed contempt, while others looked at the small, dejected figure with Kindness and pity.

"Yuhao!" Huo Yuner stepped forward and hugged her son, gently stroking his head.

"Mom? Am I really that bad?" Dai Yuhao looked at his mother with a sorrowful expression. Why did he have only one level of soul power?

"No! Yuhao, you are Mom's pride. You should know that some people cannot become Soul Masters no matter how much they want to. You are already far better off than them."

"Really?"

Hearing his mother's comfort, hope appeared in Dai Yuhao's eyes. Huo Yuner nodded and took her son's hand, preparing to leave the Awakening Hall.

"Ah! Troubled times indeed!"

The old steward wore a helpless expression. He walked over to the Awakening Master, soul power erupting around him, and warned coldly, "What happened today is not to be spread. Otherwise, you know the consequences."

"Yes, yes, yes!" The Awakening Master immediately dropped to one knee, cold sweat streaming down his face, terrified that the Soul Douluo before him would take his life.

"Hmph!" Without sparing the Awakening Master another glance, the old steward left the Awakening Hall and went after Huo Yuner and her son. Though Dai Yuhao's innate soul power was low, it was not as though he had no chance of cultivating.

At that thought, the old steward could not help but think of Soul Tools. And the Third Young Master's Martial Soul was an eye—wasn't he heaven-sent to become a Soul Engineer?

With a direction in mind, he unconsciously quickened his pace, intending to have a proper talk with Huo Yuner and her son.

Hidden in the shadows, Xu Xingling's servants hurried toward the First Madam's residence. Inside the residence at that moment—

"Is this information absolutely true?" Xu Xingling was thrilled. This was the first piece of good news she had heard since Dai Hao's younger brother died. Seeing the servant nod with certainty—

"Hahaha! Good! Excellent!" Xu Xingling threw back her head and laughed. Looking upon Huo Yuner and her son as if they were trash, the corners of her lips rose uncontrollably. Her son was guaranteed to become the White Tiger Duke and the head of House Dai!

While the First Madam's side rejoiced, Huo Yuner's side had fallen into gloom. Yet after shaking her head, Huo Yuner did not lose heart. Her son was still her son. In her eyes, Yuhao would always be her son, no matter how poor or lowly he was.

"Alright, Yuhao, don't be sad anymore. Let's cultivate properly. You can still become a powerful Soul Master in the future." Huo Yuner comforted him, gently rubbing Dai Yuhao's little head.

"Your mother is right, because you don't necessarily have to follow the path of a pure Soul Master." The old steward descended from the air, looking benevolently at Dai Yuhao.

Hearing the steward grandfather's words, Dai Yuhao was somewhat confused. He did not understand what the old steward meant. What did it mean not to follow the path of a pure Soul Master?

"Little Yuhao, there is another profession in this world. Its practitioners are born with low soul power levels, yet they can deal with Soul Masters several ranks above them."

"What is it?" Dai Yuhao's eyes lit up. This profession was clearly well suited to him.

"This profession is called a Soul Engineer!"

"A Soul Engineer?" Not only Dai Yuhao, but Huo Yuner also did not quite understand. Soul Engineer? What kind of profession was that?

"They are our enemies at the border. They do not possess powerful Martial Souls, but they have weapons they created themselves: Soul Tools! Their power can even allow one person to fight several Soul Masters."

Listening to the steward grandfather, Dai Yuhao's eyes gleamed. The words had clearly captivated him, and he decided that he would become a Soul Engineer in the future!

"So, Little Yuhao, do you want to become a Soul Engineer? If you do, Grandpa can bring you some books to read." The old steward looked at Dai Yuhao kindly.

"Yes! I do! Thank you, Steward Grandpa!" Dai Yuhao jumped about happily. Hope for the future had clearly returned to him, making the two adults laugh heartily.

Now that he had a path to follow, Dai Yuhao even had more energy while eating. Soon, it was time to sleep. Dai Yuhao lay down with an excited expression, and Huo Yuner looked at her excited son helplessly.

She did not discourage him. After soothing him for a while, Dai Yuhao finally went to sleep quietly. Huo Yuner also put out the lamp and lay down on the other bed. Yuhao was still young, so naturally he slept with his mother.

As Dai Yuhao fell asleep, his consciousness was drawn into a place resembling a lake.

"Huh? Where is this? Mom? Steward Grandpa?" Dai Yuhao grew anxious, but no one answered him.

"Little fellow, don't be afraid. This is your Spirit Sea!" At that moment, a gentle male voice came from behind Dai Yuhao. Turning around, he saw a young man wearing garments patterned with pythons, his face gentle and amiable.

"Hello, Big Brother! Who are you?" Dai Yuhao looked puzzled. The young man smiled faintly and said, "Me? My name is Liu Ju. I am a prince."

"A prince?" Dai Yuhao scratched his head, unable to understand. Liu Ju chuckled and briefly explained his origins and why he had appeared.

"I was able to appear here thanks to you, little fellow. Only because your soul power replenished me was I able to awaken. But it also caused your soul power to be somewhat low. I'm sorry."

As he finished speaking, Liu Ju lowered his head slightly to express his apology. Dai Yuhao shook his head, indicating that it was alright. At present, he was still kind and innocent, and did not blame Liu Ju for acting on his own.

"Little Yuhao truly is a kind little fellow. I know your talent suffered because of me, so this time, I have come to help you cultivate! You can become as powerful as those experts."

"Really?!" Hearing that he could become very strong, Dai Yuhao's eyes shone. Liu Ju nodded, then waved both hands. In his right hand appeared a white-blue longsword, its blade engraved with the four seasons and the mountains and rivers of China!

In his left hand was an azure-blue flute. These were the Han Dynasty's national guardian divine artifacts: the Snow-Treading White Wolf!

After Liu Ju gave a simple explanation, Dai Yuhao stared at the two divine artifacts in his hands with shining eyes.

"What do you think, Little Yuhao? Consider this my compensation to you, and also my thanks for giving me a chance to awaken." Liu Ju chuckled, then cupped his hands toward Dai Yuhao in gratitude.

"No, no! It's nothing. Brother Liu Ju had no choice, right? And you even came to apologize to me, so there's nothing more to say."

Dai Yuhao waved his hand, saying that he did not mind and signaling for Liu Ju not to take it too much to heart.