Big brother~

Gui Mei Douluo had originally been following at a distance, as protocol required.

He was there to ensure the safety of the eldest and youngest young masters.

But now, the sight before him left him so shocked that even his breathing nearly faltered.

What was that thing?

A pair of metal wings could let someone without a single soul ring fly?

And the youngest young master had actually made it himself?

Besides, didn't the eldest and youngest young masters usually ignore each other? When had they become close enough to sneak out for a test flight in the middle of the night?

What alarmed Gui Mei most, however, was what the youngest young master had just said.

Leave Spirit Hall?

A six-year-old brat wanted to run away from home in the middle of the night?

Where could he possibly go?

Meanwhile.

Qian Renchuan guided the Flying Soul Tool down.

When he was still two meters above the ground, he cut off its soul power exhaust flames, jumped straight into the grass, and rolled to absorb the impact.

Only then did he stand and brush off the bits of grass clinging to him, looking as though he still hadn't had enough.

Huo Yuhao stepped forward then, reaching out to help undo the complicated metal harness across his chest.

The clasp clicked open.

The smile on Huo Yuhao's face slowly faded, replaced by a gravity far beyond his years.

He took another half step back and lowered his voice.

"Big brother, I really have to go."

Qian Renchuan held the Metal Folding Wings against his chest without a word.

Looking Qian Renchuan in the eye, Huo Yuhao continued with his parting instructions.

"Take care of yourself here in Spirit Hall."

"And there's our sister."

At the mention of their sister, Qian Renxue, Huo Yuhao suddenly paused, as though choosing his words.

"I think there's something very wrong with her background."

"The way she looks at people, and the viciousness that sometimes slips out of her—none of it is anything like a six-year-old."

Qian Renchuan raised an eyebrow at that.

Our little brother really has a sharp eye. He even noticed something was off about Qian Renxue, a reincarnator.

"But I don't think she means you any harm."

Huo Yuhao added,

"You're simplehearted, and you don't like cultivating. Try to stick close to her from now on."

"If you ever run into an enemy you can't handle, she should protect you, given her temperament."

At this point, Huo Yuhao lowered his voice even further, a note of warning creeping into it.

"And then there's Bibi Dong."

He actually addressed his birth mother by name, without a trace of respect.

"There are things I can't tell you, but I can see them very clearly."

"Remember, you must be on your guard against her."

"The way she looks at us... On the rare occasions we see her, she won't even let us call her Mother. She makes us call her Sister instead. She's never treated us as her children. All I see in her eyes is indifference, and hatred."

"I don't know why, but you must be on your guard against her..."

Qian Renchuan tightened his hold on the Flying Soul Tool.

Looking at Huo Yuhao, who was nearly as tall as he was, he felt something stir in his heart.

He hadn't expected Huo Yuhao to lay bare everything he had buried deep inside.

He really had found his way into the heart of this younger brother, who had become so suspicious and cautious after being reborn.

Qian Renchuan couldn't help sighing.

It's time to show some decisiveness as his big brother.

The next moment, he thrust the Flying Soul Tool forward and put it back into Huo Yuhao's arms.

"Little brother, I don't know why you have to leave, but since you've made up your mind, I won't stop you."

"Be careful out there."

"Take this Flying Soul Tool."

Huo Yuhao froze and instinctively tried to refuse.

"No..."

But before he could finish, Qian Renchuan pressed his hands down and interrupted.

"It's not like Spirit Hall out there."

"You don't even have a soul ring. If you run into a powerful soul beast or someone dangerous, at least this will help you get away faster."

Then Qian Renchuan pointed at his own back and grinned.

"Besides, have you forgotten?"

"Your big brother has twin martial souls. I have the six-winged angel martial soul—I can already fly. This hunk of metal would be wasted on me."

Huo Yuhao went completely still.

Until now, he had been focused on leaving his big brother a gift.

After much thought, the Flying Soul Tool had seemed the best choice, yet he had forgotten this one crucial detail.

That's right. Big brother has the finest flying martial soul on the entire continent. Why would he need a crude, basic soul tool like this?

With a rueful smile, Huo Yuhao stopped insisting and put the Flying Soul Tool back into his Storage Soul Tool.

Then he rummaged around inside for a moment.

He took out a cylindrical metal object and handed it over.

It was only palm-sized, with several strange patterns etched into its surface and a small opening at the top.

"Then take this instead, big brother."

"This is a Milk Bottle Soul Tool."

"I made it myself out of scraps, too. If you're ever in danger and run out of soul power, you can absorb what's inside to replenish it quickly."

A Milk Bottle Soul Tool.

Quite surprised, Qian Renchuan took it and hefted it in his hand.

Now this is something good.

With this, my endurance will go up another notch.

The things Huo Yuhao has been making lately...

They really are valuable.

"Sure, this thing looks nice. I'll keep it."

He smiled and tucked the Milk Bottle into his pocket.

Huo Yuhao took a step back.

"I'm off, then."

With that, Huo Yuhao hesitated no longer. He turned and headed deeper into the Star Dou Great Forest.

"Little brother."

Qian Renchuan suddenly raised his hand and waved hard.

"Be careful out there."

Boom!

Huo Yuhao stopped dead in his tracks.

Little brother.

Those words struck his heart like a heavy hammer.

In his previous life at the White Tiger Duke's Mansion, he had heard himself called a bastard, a wretch, and a useless waste countless times, but no one had ever called him "little brother" with such heartfelt concern.

Huo Yuhao's eyes instantly burned.

His vision blurred.

But he didn't dare turn around.

He was truly afraid that if he turned and saw Qian Renchuan's face, the resolve he had struggled so hard to muster would crumble completely, and he would never be able to leave.

"Okay."

Still facing away from Qian Renchuan, he spoke hoarsely.

"Once I find the person I'm looking for, I'll come back."

"Big brother."

Those final words, "big brother,"

were barely a whisper.

So quiet that even he couldn't hear them himself.

With that, Huo Yuhao pushed off, circulating the Mysterious Heaven Skill to its limit. He became a dark blur, vanishing into the forest ahead in a few bounds.

Only then did Qian Renchuan lower his hand. Standing in the night breeze, he felt an inexplicable heaviness in his chest.

Of course he knew what Huo Yuhao was going to do.

But it was precisely because he knew

that he found it absurd.

Huo Yuhao was only six years old. He had level-ten innate soul power and hadn't obtained a single soul ring.

With just that little bit of internal energy from the Mysterious Heaven Skill,

plus a few Level One Soul Tools,

could he really survive in the very heart of the Star Dou Great Forest?

And he intended to snatch the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm right out from under the noses of Di Tian and those other peerless ferocious beasts?

Such a feat was beyond not just an ordinary soul master.

Even a Titled Douluo would stand little chance of surviving.