Where the Hell Is My Silkworm Cocoon?! Electrolux

After a simple round of introductions.

Huo Yuhao also accepted this "absurd" reality: a million-year Soul Beast had eagerly come to sacrifice itself to him, while right beside them, a white ten-year Soul Ring drifted up—worlds apart.

"His constitution is far too frail. Forget it. It wasn't easy finding a compatible Spirit System soul master. I'll just have to forcibly compress my own strength."

As it spoke, it directed Huo Yuhao to raise his head. Its silkworm body slowly lowered, its head touching Huo Yuhao's forehead. The Spiritual Power that had covered hundreds of kilometers instantly contracted, surging into the skinny youth's body.

"Roar!!!"

In the core of the Star Dou Great Forest, several restless roars rang out at the same time, but the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm disappeared so quickly that they could not locate its exact position at all. The vast Star Dou Great Forest was simply too enormous, making it hard to find.

"Buzz..."

The sky suddenly changed color.

A pitch-black consciousness body seemed to sense the dense energy fluctuations here and slowly drifted over, but in the next instant—

"Hm?" A startled voice came from within that mass of black mist.

Then it turned around and headed off in another direction.

"Hahahaha, awesome! No one can suck on this Tian Meng ever again!" The Sky Dream Ice Silkworm swam through Huo Yuhao's Sea of Consciousness, finally free from those guys' pursuit.

"Wait..."

As the tense sense of crisis faded, Tian Meng suddenly froze.

"Where the hell is my Silkworm Cocoon?!!"

His gaze swept to where his main body had been just moments ago. Aside from a massive crack in the ground, there was nothing there.

Even his connection to the Silkworm Cocoon had long since been severed.

"The Silkworm Cocoon is... what?" Seeing the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm so anxious and furious, Huo Yuhao could not help asking quietly.

"I just sealed the spiritual origin of my main body inside you. The Silkworm Cocoon is my outer shell. In short, it's something formed from a portion of my spiritual origin. It's very important. The energy contained inside makes up a full half of my entire body!" Seeing that Huo Gua still looked somewhat lost, the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm sighed helplessly.

"Enough to support a soul master's rise from rank ten all the way to Super Douluo!"

"What!" Huo Gua was dumbstruck.

He had never imagined that the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm's energy would be so enormous.

Titled Douluo... it seemed even that person had never reached such a realm.

"Damn it, damn it! Which son of a bitch took my Silkworm Cocoon!!!" The Sky Dream Ice Silkworm raged impotently.

"Brother Sky Dream, actually, half is still a lot," Huo Yuhao said softly.

"Look at how spineless you are!" Tian Meng said, furious at his lack of ambition.

"..."

Elsewhere.

The corners of Su Wen's mouth rose.

A bumper harvest!

Fleecing Tian Meng really was comfortable. This one piece of Silkworm Cocoon alone was enough to let three Soul Beasts eat their way to a hundred thousand years old. (Although the previous Tian Meng had been sucked dry until he was at the end of his rope, after breaking through to a million years, his spiritual origin had also surged—similar to his stats being refreshed.)

Of course, the most important thing was also...

Inside the Sea of Consciousness.

A mass of black mist drifted together with three Pokeballs, seeming to transform into an aged figure. He glanced in astonishment at the strangely constructed, deep-purple Pokeballs around him. "What is this?"

The old man said in surprise.

"Such marvelous craftsmanship. Even I cannot see through the formation structure within them for the moment."

"Old sir."

Su Wen appeared in the Sea of Consciousness, a smile at the corners of his mouth.

"Sorry, lad. This old man will likely have to stay here for a while. Once my consciousness recovers a little, I will leave." Electrolux's expression carried a trace of apology.

Su Wen nodded.

Unfortunately, there were only three Pokeballs, otherwise he would have made room for Old Yi.

But they would all be neighbors from now on. Perhaps he would often go visit Little Gold and the others at their homes too.

The aged figure dispersed, turning back into the original black mist, floating up and down together with the Pokeballs.

"Ah, it's that boy from just now!" Tang Ya cried out in surprise.

"..."

Bei Bei frowned and quickly walked over.

Seeing the boy lying unconscious on the ground, with the corpse of a baboon already gone cold not far away, he looked enlightened. After exchanging a glance with Su Wen and comforting Tang Ya with a few words, he fell silent.

Tang Ya, meanwhile, anxiously looked Huo Yuhao over.

Su Wen nodded slightly. Though she was a little foolish—enough to be ranked alongside Wu Feng as one of Shrek Academy's two great fools—her heart was genuinely kind.

He glanced at the sleeping Huo Yuhao. The kid was most likely still in his Sea of Consciousness listening to Tian Meng brag about his "glorious deeds"...

The most useless million-year one. The title fit him well enough.

"Sister Xiao Ya?"

Huo Yuhao woke up.

He looked around in confusion.

Bei Bei, Su Wen, and Ning Tian, who was like a little princess, were all there.

"Sorry, just now... I hunted my first Soul Ring." Huo Yuhao's expression carried a trace of apology.

"A ten-year Soul Ring?" Tang Ya sighed. "What a pity. If you'd said so earlier, we could have had your Senior Bei Bei step in. It would've been at least a hundred-year one to start with."

"It's fine. Ten years is pretty good too." Huo Yuhao was still immersed in the grand future Tian Meng had just painted for him, and his smile had gained a fair bit of confidence. A million-year Soul Ring was rare since ancient times. His chances of avenging his mother had just increased a little more...

"Want to join the Tang Sect?" Tang Ya asked with a beaming smile.

"Tang Sect?" Huo Yuhao was at a loss.

"That's right. The Tang Sect has been passed down for ten thousand years and was personally founded by Ancestor Tang San. Although it's fallen into decline now... ahem, and only Bei Bei and I are left, its various ultimate arts, Hidden Weapons, and Cultivation Techniques are all things the outside world can hardly obtain!" Tang Ya said proudly.

"And I am the current master of the Tang Sect! Tang Ya!"

"A sect with only two people can still be called a sect?" Wu Feng crossed her arms before her chest, a hint of contempt flashing across her face.

Her personality was proud and unruly, and she only wanted to laugh at this situation where both sides seemed to have somehow taken a liking to each other. One side was an eleven-year-old who had only just obtained his first Soul Ring, and it was even a ten-year one; the other was a destitute sect of two people, with its Sect Master being a fifteen-year-old Soul Grandmaster. The fact that she had endured until now before sneering a couple of lines was truly out of consideration for Su Wen and Ning Tian.

(In the Original Work, Wu Feng had a very explosive temper. As the maid of the legitimate daughter of a great clan, she also had a very high perspective and was very arrogant. It was mainly because she was subdued by the protagonist, but in front of others, her true nature still showed.)

"I've put up with you for a long time!"

Tang Ya clenched her fists and snapped angrily.

"Hmph, only at fifteen..." Wu Feng snorted coldly and was just about to speak when Su Wen cut her off.

"Wu Feng!"

He glanced at Wu Feng calmly.

Only then did the girl turn her head away and say no more.

"Sorry, this girl's just like that," Su Wen said with an apologetic smile.

He gestured for them to continue. Take in the disciple if they were going to take him in, give the recommendation letter if they were going to give it—just don't let Wu Feng be the reason Huo Gua failed to get into Shrek Academy.

Bei Bei held back the indignant Tang Ya and also nodded slightly.

Tang Ya pouted, took Huo Yuhao under her wing, then had Bei Bei teach him the Mysterious Heaven Skill, Purple Demon Eyes, and other Cultivation Techniques. After a few more words of reassurance, she painted him a grand promise—strive to advance to Soul Elder before the age of twenty.

As for Su Wen, he tactfully took Ning Tian and Wu Feng away for the time being. He had no interest in things like the Mysterious Jade Hand or Mysterious Heaven Skill.