Old Friends in the War God Hall

"I understand, I'll be careful."

After a moment's thought, Di Tian nodded.

As the Vice Speaker of the Federation and the Lord of the War God Temple, Chen Xinjie is seen by many as a staunch supporter of the Federation.

Based on the other party's consistent modus operandi, Spirit Pagoda doesn't overstep its bounds, the two sides won't clash.

But with the identity of the Sea God's lineage, everything becomes uncertain. Since Huo Yuhao reminded him of this, it's clear he has concerns about Chen Xinjie's identity.

Seeing Di Tian's knowing expression, Huo Yuhao fell silent for a moment.

My concerns might be different from yours.

Since both the Light and Dark Douluo have managed to attempt to enter the Spirit Pagoda, I suppose that certain Battle Heaven Douluo has started spouting nonsense again?

This also indirectly suggests that Chen Xinjie and Long Yeyue had a past relationship...

Huo Yuhao shook off his thoughts and stopped thinking about it.

Compared to Chen Xinjie's stance, those three Godslayer-level Soul Cannon Shell were more important.

Although even the Godslayer-level Soul Cannon Shell failed to kill a god, Huo Yuhao would not underestimate these ultimate weapons of the Federation.

The Super Douluo and Titled Douluo within the blast radius of the Godslayer-level Soul Cannon Shell of Shrek and Tang Sect were almost all wiped out, not to mention those below the Titled Douluo level, various Side Profession, and technical talents. Shrek Academy only managed to save some seeds by sacrificing Yun Ming's Half Divine Position and the destruction of the Golden Tree.

The explosion of Godslayer-level Soul Cannon Shell in a city would bring Destruction disaster, causing the deaths of millions. If it were stolen and used by the Holy Spirit Cult, no one could be held responsible.

This weapon is valuable for use in combating crises in the Abyss Plane and on the continent; using it within the Federation is simply inappropriate.

Moreover, with his abilities, he could easily extract the Metal essence from the Godslayer-level Soul Cannon Shell and remanufacture it, or even make it into other weapons...

Thinking of this, Huo Yuhao said:

"I have some old acquaintances within the War God Temple. Although they cannot participate in the War God Temple's decision-making, they should be able to play a role in protecting against Godslayer-level Soul Cannon Shell. If there are concerns about direct intervention... you can arrange for me to meet with them."

"An old friend?" Di Tian was taken aback, then after a moment of recollection, he narrowed his eyes.

"So that's how it is. Thousand Years, it was you who arranged for them to join the War God Temple."

"It was just a coincidence that we met, and I showed them the way," Huo Yuhao said with a smile.

Although the Heavenly Tribulation prevents them from taking too many actions, finding an unusual team and giving them directions is still a good idea.

Transactions are about mutual benefit.

Di Tian Sheng gave Huo Yuhao a deep look, a thoughtful expression flashing in his golden vertical pupils.

He had initially thought that Huo Yuhao had also descended from the Divine Realm, but now it seemed that he hadn't.

So how did he survive for all these Ten Thousand Years? Compared to falling after becoming a god, surviving for Ten Thousand Years without becoming a god seems even more absurd...

"Aren't you going to see her?"

Huo Yuhao's question brought Di Tian back to his senses, and he looked at the mansion behind him.

"No need. I came today for you. Let the Master rest in peace."

After speaking with Di Tian, Huo Yuhao returned to his room. Pushing open the door, a chilling aura rushed towards him. His gaze shifted slightly, landing on his left—

Moonlight streamed through the window lattice, casting dappled shadows on the wooden floor.

The Snow Empress Divine Consciousness in a simple white dress, stood quietly by the window. Her long, silver-blue hair cascaded down like a waterfall, the ends gleaming with a faint icy luster.

"Don't worry, I can handle ordinary troubles for you. Fragments of Divine Consciousness from ordinary deities are no match for me."

"Was my behavior that obvious before?" Huo Yuhao smiled helplessly.

Snow Empress looked at him with her beautiful eyes, "Your plan to reveal your trump card ahead of time is obvious, how could I not see it? If you have any troubles in your heart, just tell me."

Huo Yuhao walked to Snow Empress's side and looked out the window with her.

"It wasn't exactly hardship, since I was mentally prepared for it."

Upon hearing this, Snow Empress's eyes flickered slightly. "You said this is home, right? Then let's rely on it for a while longer..."

Huo Yuhao suddenly reached out and gently grasped Snow Empress's slightly cool hand.

"Home is wherever my family is. You've reminded me many times. When I need help, I certainly won't shoulder it all alone. Haven't I troubled you enough in the past two years?"

Snow Empress paused, a slight ripple appearing on her face, her eyes softening. "Mm."

The morning sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains, gently illuminating the wooden floor of the kitchen. Huo Yuhao, wearing a dark blue apron, was intently stirring the spirit rice porridge in the clay pot, its delicate aroma slowly filling the kitchen.

Gu Yuena stepped onto the soft carpet, her silver hair casually draped over her shoulders. She leaned against the doorframe, still sleepy, looking at the kitchen with a faint smile on her lips.

"Awake?" Huo Yuhao asked without turning his head. "Wait a moment."

Gu Yuena gave a soft "Mmm," walked behind him, and peeked curiously at the food in the pot, her voice still languid from just waking up. "It smells so good."

Huo Yuhao then turned to look at her, noticing she was still wearing her pajamas, and raised an eyebrow. "You seem much more comfortable here."

"I used to live here." Gu Yuena stared at the rice porridge with her purple eyes. "I've been living here since I woke up. Bi Ji and the others sometimes come over. I feel more relaxed here."

Is that so?

Huo Yuhao nodded thoughtfully and said gently, "Alright, let's linger a bit and get ready first. Breakfast will be ready soon, and Elder Li will arrange for a flying car to pick us up and take us to the Mecha Master Association."

"Um."

Gu Yuena nodded and turned to walk towards her room. A moment later, she changed into a simple white dress, her silver hair falling smoothly over her shoulders. She sat quietly at the dining table, resting her chin on her hand, her gaze following the busy figures in the kitchen, immersed in the warm atmosphere.

A dozen minutes later, in the morning light, the two, having finished breakfast, jumped into the hovercar one after the other and sped off toward the Mecha Master Association Headquarters.

The Mecha Master Association Headquarters, a towering, silver-gray complex, gleamed with a cold metallic luster in the morning light. Above the iconic spherical main building of the Mecha Master Association Headquarters, a huge holographic projection continuously played demonstrations of the latest Mecha models.

The hovercar slowly landed in the central plaza parking area. Huo Yuhao and Gu Yuena got out and entered the Mecha Master Association, immediately attracting many amazed glances from those around them.

Gu Yuena wore a white dress, her silver hair cascading down her back, shimmering softly in the sunlight, making her look like an elf who had stepped out of a painting.

Ignoring the stares, the two searched for Li Yucheng and eventually found him in the southeast direction.

Beside him were two figures, one old and one young.

"President Li, we haven't seen you come to report on your work for the past two years. What brings you here today? Didn't you hand over the work to Xia Haoxuan? Are you worried about him?"

(End of this chapter)