Huo Yuhao did not understand how the Three Purities Illusory Clone worked, but how could he possibly fathom the effects of a god-tier item?
In any case, he could now do three extra people's worth of work every day without affecting himself at all. The Phantom Bodies would cultivate for him, increasing his cultivation speed threefold.
Although he could not reap the benefits yet, he could merge with them later. These Martial Souls, Soul Rings, and Soul Power all belonged to him.
The only drawback was that he could use a particular Martial Soul only through the specific Phantom Body that possessed it. For example, if he wanted to use the Six-Winged Blood Angel now, he could only teleport to the Phantom Body with the Six-Winged Blood Angel Martial Soul.
Once he appeared in a Phantom Body, he could choose to load it, fighting with its body and sharing its cultivation. At that point, however, he could not use his own Martial Soul or Soul Power, only the Phantom Body's.
Of course, he could also draw the Phantom Body into his Martial Soul Space and fight with his own body. In that case, the Phantom Body would merely serve as his Martial Soul, and he could not share its cultivation.
Which method was better depended on who had cultivated further and whose Soul Power was higher.
If Huo Yuhao had been a transmigrator, he would have recognized that this divine skill actually operated on a very simple principle: loading a template.
Now that the matter of his Martial Souls was settled, Huo Yuhao let out a long sigh of relief. He put the bracelet-shaped Storage Soul Tool on his wrist, then placed all the remaining rewards inside.
Aside from the three Martial Souls, the rewards he had just received included a Storage Soul Tool, a Dark Demon Evil God Tiger's inner core, the immortal herb Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum, and a fragment of the Angel God.
With the guaranteed reward, the Beauty Compendium, added to those, Huo Yuhao now had quite a few treasures on him. This was the mountain behind the White Tiger Duke's Mansion-a den of thieves as far as he was concerned. Naturally, he had to leave quickly.
After all, four versions of him were far too conspicuous. With his current strength, getting caught would mean trouble.
At that thought, Huo Yuhao turned back for one last look at the entire White Tiger Duke's Mansion. A cold sneer curled his lips, and then he sprinted into the distance.
Sooner or later, he would burn this grand mansion with its three-thousand-year legacy-this filthy estate, gold and jade on the outside but rotten stuffing within-to ashes with his sacred fire.
The Douluo God Realm.
God King Tang, who handled countless affairs every day, sat in the Divine Realm Tribunal Hall. After a busy night, he could not help rubbing his eyes, yet despite his exhaustion, he still did not sleep.
Because the previous night, he had suffered a nightmare.
It was the first nightmare he had ever had. He had dreamed that someone killed him at thirteen, and that his father died a gruesome death before his eyes. It was utterly baffling. After waking, he had felt terribly weak, as though he had lost something.
Yet he had suffered no actual effects.
At first, Tang San thought the God of Dream Desire, who served under the God of Destruction, had made a move. After investigating, however, he found that was not the case, so he simply dismissed it as a dream.
But now he had an even greater headache: he had mistaken the person and wasted a precious favor on a lowly ant.
He wondered whether the pressure had become so great that he could even muddle something like this. He had actually mistaken the family of the child of destiny.
The system had helped shield Huo Yuhao from Tang San, but that shielding was far more than a simple word.
First, since Tang San had already set his sights on Huo Yuhao, shielding Huo Yuhao from his perception also required erasing all of Tang San's memories of him. Then it had to block Tang San's perception of Huo Yuhao completely and make Douluo Star's plane will create another child of destiny. Only then could it truly keep Tang San in the dark.
The system had accomplished all of this in an instant. However, it could not undo what had already happened, so Tang San had still traded for Huo Yun'er's soul and brought her out of the Underworld.
The system could only conceal every memory of Huo Yuhao within Huo Yun'er's soul. No one but Huo Yun'er herself could access them.
Since one day in the heavens equaled a year on earth, not even a month would pass between Tang San laying his plans and Huo Yuhao becoming a god. That was why Tang San had traded for Huo Yun'er and brought her out of the Underworld so early.
After all, Tang San understood perfectly well which would fasten a dog's leash more securely: delivering charcoal in a snowstorm or adding flowers to brocade.
With his memories erased, Tang San stared at Huo Yun'er's soul and sank into contemplation. This soul had no connection whatsoever to the child of destiny's mother.
Moreover, when he searched her soul with his divine soul, he found no useful information at all. She was merely a lowly maid with no parents, no one to rely on, and no children!
Disappointing. Utterly disappointing.
His relationship with the Underworld was not that close. Obtaining one person was already the limit, and if he asked for another, his good brother Ma Hongjun would come looking for him too.
Thus, Tang San now had quite a headache as he considered how to fit the child of destiny with a new dog leash.
Douluo Star's child of destiny had naturally been created by Douluo Star's Plane Master. Tang San had waited tens of thousands of years for the Plane Master to resist and for the child of destiny to appear, so he could seize Douluo Star's power of destiny and help his father gain control over Douluo Star, becoming its Plane Master.
Along the way, he would have the child of destiny inherit Rong Nianbing's divine position, then leash that child of destiny firmly. That was the entirety of his scheme for Douluo Star.
But this child of destiny was from the Sun Moon Empire, which made things a little difficult. He wondered whether sending Xiao Qi to the Sun Moon Empire would let the two girls become close friends. Ah, if only Xiao Qi were a boy, or the child of destiny were a boy.
High in the sky, Huo Yuhao beat three pairs of blood-red angel wings, holding the wingless Glazed Divine Fire Eyes Phantom Body by the hand as he flew into the distance alongside the Six-Winged Angel Phantom Body.
Huo Yuhao was now testing one of those abilities: descending into a Phantom Body, then drawing it into his Martial Soul Space. This allowed him to use the Phantom Body's Martial Soul without difficulty.
Using the Six-Winged Angel's wings again after more than twenty years of using them in that world, Huo Yuhao could not help feeling an overwhelming familiarity. His speed was beyond compare, and he soon left that sickening place far behind.
Compared with the Holy Angel, Huo Yuhao actually found the Blood Angel easier to wield. After all, this was the Martial Soul that had accompanied him to the absolute peak, so he was more practiced with it.
Naturally, he was flying toward the Star Dou Great Forest.
He now needed seven Soul Rings: one for himself and six for his Phantom Bodies.
However, as he neared the Star Dou Great Forest, he split his forces into four groups, entering the forest from different directions.
From now on, he would never let his Phantom Bodies stay together. Never.