Return to Heaven Dou City

Fierce and massive energy rampaged wildly through his meridians, but in the face of a physique tempered by the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and the Infernal Delicate Apricot, it could not tear apart his skin, flesh, or meridians at all.

As for the residual soul shock that followed right behind, the moment it rushed into his mind, Huo Yuhao's vast god-level Spiritual Sea instantly obliterated it, without even kicking up the slightest ripple.

The miniature soul core spun frantically, and the medicinal power accumulated by the immortal herb was completely unsealed.

Level 30, Level 31, Level 32...

He advanced all the way like a bamboo being split, stopping directly at Level 36.

Huo Yuhao opened his eyes. Three soul rings-one white, one purple, and one black-pulsed slowly from beneath his feet.

The ten-thousand-year third ring was done.

"It... really is done!"

Tang Hao's hand holding the wine gourd froze in mid-air, his eyelids twitching violently.

Eating a ten-thousand-year black ring raw at Level 30 was something he had never even heard of in all his years alive.

This kid's physical body and spirit were simply not like those of a human.

Right at that moment, a strange golden light suddenly drifted out from the depths of the dense forest behind them.

The surrounding wind stopped instantly.

The grass and trees of the entire forest seemed suppressed by some form of invisible will, dipping slightly.

Xiao Wu shrank behind Huo Yuhao in fright, pulling at the corner of his clothing:

"What kind of presence is this... Didn't Da Ming and Er Ming say there was nothing in this forest stronger than them..."

Tang Hao also snatched up his heavy hammer, his entire body tensing up.

This presence was extremely bizarre; it was not mere soul power suppression, but rather felt like the national fortune of a realm pressing down out of thin air.

The bushes parted, and a golden little beast about a meter in length walked out.

Its entire body was covered in dragon scales, its four claws like golden hooks, and it even bore a half-closed red pupil upon its forehead.

The Three-Eyed Golden Lion.

The Sky Dream Ice Silkworm snapped awake inside the Sea of Consciousness, sucking in a sharp breath:

"Holy shit, why did this little ancestor run out on its own!"

Huo Yuhao looked at the familiar little beast before him, his expression shifting slightly.

The entanglements of his past life flashed briefly through his mind.

Under Tang Hao and Xiao Wu's startled and suspicious gazes, the Three-Eyed Golden Lion trotted over to Huo Yuhao's feet, actually submissively lowering its head to gently nudge his trouser leg with its snout, letting out a cozy purring sound from its throat.

The red pupil on its forehead opened slightly, and a gentle beam of golden light fell into the center of Huo Yuhao's brow, transforming into a faint Fate Mark.

Huo Yuhao crouched down, rubbing the soft golden fur atop its head:

"Go back. Stay well in the lake, and I'll come pick you up in a while."

The Three-Eyed Golden Lion seemed to understand, lingeringly licking his hand before turning and scurrying back into the forest.

Two hundred meters away in a stinking mud pit, Tang San was struck as if by lightning, his eyes splitting open in fury.

How could he possibly not recognize this soul beast!

As a God King who stood high above the Divine Realm ten thousand years later in his past life, he had once personally interfered in the mortal world, attaching a wisp of his daughter's divine soul to the Three-Eyed Golden Lion to transform it into Wang Qiu'er, using this to scheme against Huo Yuhao and manipulate the national fortune!

The presence of that Emperor Auspicious Beast had long since been carved into his bone marrow!

Yet this was a script from ten thousand years in the future!

The current Three-Eyed Golden Lion was still merely a young beast!

The Divine Realm had not yet made its move, and the national fortune had not yet been laid out, yet it had actually... actually at this time node, taken the initiative to run out of the Core Area, submissively nuzzling Huo Yuhao's trouser leg and personally handing over the fate mark of the Star Dou Great Forest to him!

In his past life, Huo Yuhao had relied on the Auspicious Beast's fate guidance to break free from his grasp step by step, and in this life... even this fortuitous encounter had been seized by Huo Yuhao in advance and made his own!

Why!

Huo Yuhao had robbed him of the Tang Sect, coaxed away Xiao Wu, made Tang Hao into a bodyguard, and now even the auspicious beast of fortune he had meticulously scouted in his past life was eagerly scrambling to act like a dog for Huo Yuhao?!

A fierce sense of defeat and panic completely swallowed Tang San whole.

He slammed his face into the cold, stinking mud, biting down until his mouth was full of blood.

"Uncle Tang, Xiao Wu, let's go. Return to Heaven Dou City."

Huo Yuhao patted the dust off his trouser legs, his expression remaining as usual.

Tang Hao poured a mouthful of wine without a word, silently lugging his heavy hammer as he walked ahead to lead the way.

The three of them quickly left the forest, leaving behind a patch of deathly still woodland.

It was not until the sound of footsteps completely vanished for a good quarter of an hour that Tang San dragged his excruciatingly painful body, crawling out of the mud pit bit by bit.

He was covered in rotting mud, his bones aching so badly they trembled, but the trace of hatred in the depths of his eyes was suppressed down by a chilling coldness.

Huo Yuhao is also a reborn person... He knows everything.

He is intercepting all of my fallback paths.

Tang San wiped the blood and filth from his face, no longer lingering here, and gritted his teeth as he turned around, limping away to stealthily slip toward the outer perimeter of the Star Dou Great Forest.

He was far too weak right now, lacking even the qualifications to cross paths with him.

He had to hide like a poisonous snake, go to Shrek, and find the Tang Sect Hidden Weapons; even if he had to rely on venomous and sinister methods, he absolutely had to survive until the day of counter-slaughter.

On the royal highway, two fast horses pulled a lightweight carriage galloping all the way north.

Inside the carriage, Huo Yuhao sat cross-legged on the cushioned seat, familiarizing himself with his surged soul power.

Level 36, and his third soul skill [Mass Weakening], under the magnification of god-level Spiritual Detection, was enough to instantly cover a range of a kilometer.

Xiao Wu sat across from him, toying with the sachet containing the Aromatic Silk Beauty Companion Grass in her hands.

"Big Brother, that little golden beast just now... what on earth is it? The way it looked at you was so strange, I've never seen it around Da Ming and Er Ming."

Huo Yuhao opened his eyes and smiled:

"The foundation of the Star Dou Great Forest runs deep. You'll know in the future."

Outside, Tang Hao drove the carriage in silence all the way.

It wasn't until the carriage was about to approach the south gate of Heaven Dou City that Tang Hao abruptly pulled on the reins, stopping the carriage beside the willow grove outside the city.

"Kid, we're here."

Tang Hao jumped down from the carriage shafts, leaning against a tree trunk with his heavy hammer and lowering his bamboo hat:

"I'm not entering the city, lest I catch the scent of the Spirit Hall's informants. With Yuehua taking care of things in the Moonlight Pavilion, no big waves will be kicked up. If Sanmei suffers any grievances, I'll dismantle Heaven Dou City at any time."

"Rest assured, Uncle Tang. She won't be wronged."

Huo Yuhao jumped down from the carriage, with Xiao Wu following closely behind.

The two of them walked along the highway toward the city gate.

Before they even drew close to the city gate arch, the outer corners of Huo Yuhao's brows twitched slightly.

His Spiritual Detection was no longer what it used to be. The moment he reached the banks of the moat, he keenly swept over an unusual figure.

To the right of the towering Heaven Dou City gate, beside the stone-paved path normally used by commoners, knelt a youth wearing a Goose-Yellow Golden-Thread Uniform.

That youth was tense all over, half of his cheek swollen high, not even daring to wipe away the cold sweat streaming down his forehead as he knelt straight in the dust before the broad daylight.

The Fourth Prince of Heaven Dou, Xue Beng.

The surrounding nobles and merchants entering and leaving all gave him a wide berth, pointing and whispering with looks of utter astonishment.

Huo Yuhao tucked his hands back into his pockets, his pace unceasing as a playful arc curved the corners of his mouth.

It seemed that in the half-month he had been away, Sanmei, who had been left behind at the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, had already smashed open the scene for the Tang Sect.