My Cheats Aren't Just More Numerous-they're Stronger!

Inside Huo Yuhao's Spiritual Sea,

the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm stared fearfully at the tiny gray orb of light.

"Are you kidding me? I've already sunk so low that I had to sacrifice myself to some loser who only reached level ten Soul Power at eleven, and now someone else is fighting me for him?"

"And he's a peerless powerhouse from another world! Even with only a wisp of his soul left, he's got me completely suppressed. Can't beat him, can't beat him, absolutely can't beat him!"

"A Heavenly Screen comparison? What's that? Did it appear with that powerful wisp of a soul?"

Before long, the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm also sensed that something was off.

After learning about the Heavenly Screen from Huo Yuhao's mind, he immediately grew excited.

"It's in the bag! He can actually stand shoulder to shoulder with Lord Sea God! This god-making plan is bound to work!"

The tiny orb flickered faintly as it studied Huo Yuhao's fragmented memories of the Heavenly Screen.

"Interesting. It actually possesses the power of the Great Dao. I've forgotten a great many things, but there's no mistaking this familiar power. Absolutely none!"

Meanwhile, Huo Yuhao despaired after comparing himself with Tang San and Tang Wulin.

Then he noticed the commotion in his Spiritual Sea.

His consciousness entered it at once.

"They've stopped fighting?"

"A Million-Year Psychic System Soul Beast as my First Soul Ring, the lingering soul of a peerless powerhouse from another world... Wait. My cheats aren't exactly small, and they haven't even fully arrived yet."

"At eleven, Tang San hadn't grown strong yet. He hadn't even made many of the Tang Sect Hidden Weapons. His Soul Power was level twenty-five at most, and he hadn't become Sea God Tang San or the Asura God King."

"What was eleven-year-old Tang Wulin doing? Hammering metal at Eastsea Academy, probably. The Golden Dragon King's vast inheritance nearly killed him, and he hadn't become the future Number One in the world yet."

Huo Yuhao frantically considered what abilities Tang San and Tang Wulin had possessed at eleven and just how strong they had been.

He soon settled on their approximate levels of strength.

At eleven, Tang San in Douluo I had been below level thirty. But he had the Mysterious Heaven Skill, Tang Sect Hidden Weapons, and Tang Sect Techniques. With every trump card in play, his combat strength had at least reached the Soul Elder level.

Tang Wulin lived in Douluo III, twenty thousand years after Tang San and ten thousand years after Huo Yuhao himself. By then, even the Soul Master system had begun to change.

At eleven, he should have broken his first seal. Supposedly, he'd started forging when he was very young, so by that point, he'd probably produced Thousand-Refined heavy silver. He could exert over a thousand jin of force. It made no damn sense.

If Tang Wulin used every trump card, his strength was probably at the Soul Elder level too, if not higher.

Huo Yuhao thought about himself.

He lived in the Douluo II Era, the age of the Peerless Tang Sect, ten thousand years after Tang San's time in Douluo I. There were more Soul Masters, and their overall quality had risen. Of course, Ferocious Beasts had awakened too, making the world even more dangerous.

Despite the ten-thousand-year gap, there was no major difference overall. If there was one, it only showed when Titled Douluo condensed their Soul Cores.

But his Soul Power had only just reached level ten.

For the past eleven years, he'd suffered every hardship in the White Tiger Duke's Mansion. His physique couldn't even match his peers', and his Martial Soul was his eyes. At this stage, he could only provide support; his sole means of attack was a psychic shock.

Damn it, what use was a psychic shock? Tang San had cultivated the Purple Demon Eye and had lived two lives. His mental strength was already formidable.

Tang Wulin carried the Golden Dragon King Bloodline, and even had a wisp of Old Tang's soul inside him... Who could a psychic shock possibly affect?

His body couldn't compare. His mind did have an advantage, but that was useless too. As for Soul Power... Forget it. That wasn't even worth comparing.

Damn it. Everyone looks down on me, and I can't even prove them wrong.

Huo Yuhao raised his head in despair. The next instant, inside his Spiritual Sea, he saw the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm's smarmy grin.

Above him, the tiny gray orb overlooked the entire Spiritual Sea.

Wait. Wait. Something's wrong.

I might be useless, but I've got cheats. All they have to do is come through for me, right?

A Million-Year Psychic System Soul Beast with a million years' worth of essence and the Ultimate Ice attribute... In the original story, didn't the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm once suppress Ma Xiaotao with a single finger when her Evil Fire sent her on a rampage?

But psychic attacks probably won't work on Tang Wulin at all, will they?

Huo Yuhao's gaze shifted upward, slowly settling on the gray orb above the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm's head.

Electrolux!

The Undead Calamity, the Holy Necromancer, Electrolux!

He's an apex powerhouse from a higher-dimensional world beyond the Douluo World—a ruthless man who once nearly destroyed an entire world.

Right now, he's only a wisp of a soul, and most of his memories haven't awakened, but...

The Sky Dream Ice Silkworm, a perfect power bank, plus Electrolux, a Divine Soul reduced to a lingering wisp!

Either cheat alone might be useless right now, but together, that's another story.

Huo Yuhao calmed down instantly. The next moment, under the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm's baffled stare, he dropped to one knee before the gray orb.

"Master, please help me!"

The Sky Dream Ice Silkworm's expression changed sharply.

"Hey, hey, hey! Are you kidding me, Yuhao? I'm a Million-Year Soul Beast, and you ignore me to take this little orb as your master?"

"Yuhao, do you want to win or not?"

"It's just a comparison! You don't need to kneel or become anyone's disciple. Sure, I don't have much in the way of attacks, but just say the word and I'll take down Sea God Tang San for you!"

Huo Yuhao's goal was clear. The Sky Dream Ice Silkworm couldn't help him attack at all, and he himself had no real abilities yet.

Only Electrolux could help him. No one else.

The tiny orb flickered, and an aged voice slowly emerged.

"Yuhao, the little worm is right. In my weakened state, I truly can't do much for you."

"If you want to win, perhaps you can only ask that little worm."

Hearing Electrolux acknowledge his strength, the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm lifted his head proudly.

His face practically said, Come beg me. Beg me and I'll help.

Huo Yuhao's gaze remained resolute.

"No, Master. Only you can help me win this."

Surprise colored Electrolux's voice. He seemed unable to understand why Huo Yuhao was so certain he could help him win.

The tiny orb flickered and moved closer to Huo Yuhao, staring straight into his eyes.

"Oh? It seems you've heard my story?"

Huo Yuhao shook his head.

"No. It's that your very presence tells a thousand stories."

Electrolux swayed again.

"It isn't that I don't want to help you. In my current state, I can't even remember who I am. I'm only a wisp of a soul. Even if I wanted to help, I lack the strength."

Electrolux's words rang through Huo Yuhao's mind.

That was exactly why he believed neither of his two cheats could do much on its own right now.

The Sky Dream Ice Silkworm might be a Million-Year Psychic System Soul Beast, but winning through psychic attacks alone was unlikely.

Electrolux remembered nothing and had only a wisp of his soul left. His power was limited.

But...

A dazzling golden light flared in Huo Yuhao's eyes.

"But what if you used Tian Meng's Soul Origin to recover?"

Tang San was a transmigrator with built-in cheats, Twin Martial Souls, and Innate Full Soul Power?

Tang Wulin was a God King's son who received the Golden Dragon King Core and the Golden Dragon King Bloodline soon after birth?

To that, Huo Yuhao had only one thing to say:

No need to panic. My cheats aren't just more numerous—they're stronger!