What was a heart soul?
A heart soul was like the God-soul within a Human Race warrior.
What it meant to hand one's God-soul to someone else went without saying.
If the God-soul perished, the warrior died with it!
Even someone with King-Sealing Creation would be gravely wounded, if not killed.
They might even perish outright.
Bull-Headed Man Barto was now offering his heart soul to Qin Hao. It was the same as placing his life in Qin Hao's hands.
He had accepted Qin Hao completely.
And with good reason.
At first, Bull-Headed Man Barto had felt only awe and fear toward Qin Hao. Later, despite their belonging to different camps and Qin Hao's strength far surpassing his own...
Qin Hao had not held it against him.
He had even let Barto contemplate and practice Cultivation with a treasure as precious as the Great Dao Patterns.
Without Qin Hao, Barto would not even have qualified to enter East Sun Star.
Without Qin Hao, he could never have broken through to the Creation Realm!
Over time, Barto's fear of Qin Hao had faded, replaced by gratitude and reverence.
His gratitude was genuine.
That was why he was willing to hand his heart soul to Qin Hao of his own accord.
Besides...
Barto knew this human was anything but ordinary. If he followed Qin Hao in Cultivation, he might one day attain Marquis-Rank Creation, or even King-Sealing Creation.
On his own, Barto had almost no hope of attaining Marquis-Rank Creation.
"Oh? You're willing to give me your heart soul?" Qin Hao looked at Barto with a faint, unreadable smile.
"Yes, Master!"
"I'd go through boiling water and walk through fire without a word of refusal!"
Barto's sincerity was unmistakable.
Qin Hao studied him for a moment, then accepted the heart soul and