The Goddess Took the Field

"Little Yuhao, I'm willing."

"I would rather be an eagle with broken wings than a canary that dies in its cage."

"I couldn't choose to be born into the Angel Clan with its sinful blood, but I can choose how I die!"

In the Undead Demiplane, Ye Guyi showed no despair after hearing Huo Yuhao's words. On the contrary, her expression was calm and accepting.

All her life, she had lived in a world filled with malice toward her for being a member of the Angel Clan. Apart from the days she spent with her parents and Sister Mengdi, every day had left her feeling utterly out of place in this world.

Until this boy appeared in her life and lit up the darkness.

"Yuhao, do you know? The day we met, I was wary of you, just as I was of everyone else."

Looking at the boy before her, who was stunned by her decisive answer, then at the suspicious-looking Snow Girl, Ye Guyi continued,

"Even the moment I was first transported into this demiplane, I still had a trace of doubt about you. With so many departed souls here, were you an Evil Soul Master who wanted to harm me?"

"But the pure aura of light here quickly brought me to my senses. If you wanted to harm me, I would already be dead."

"Looking back on these past days, you've saved me countless times, whether intentionally or not. With you treating me so well, what more could I ask of this life?"

Ye Guyi had made her peace with it. If fate decreed that the Holy Spirit Cult would destroy her, even if death came so bitterly that she could not take a single enemy down with her, she would accept it.

Twenty thousand years ago, the commandments the Angel God had left in the mortal world for priests like them were to love life, love their neighbors, and love their enemies. Though the Church had vanished over those twenty thousand years, and Spirit Hall was gone as well, though they had scattered throughout the Ten Thousand Kingdoms and been tossed around like toys, they had always kept that covenant.

Deep in her heart, Ye Guyi had always harbored this question: If people loathe angels in their very bones, yet angels must love people, isn't that too cruel to those born as angels?

But the Angel Godhood had ceased to exist ten thousand years ago. That question was destined to remain unanswered.

Ye Guyi only knew that Huo Yuhao treated her very well, unlike everyone else who loathed her, apart from her parents and Sister Mengdi.

Huo Yuhao said nothing and simply took Ye Guyi out of the Undead Demiplane.

In truth, Huo Yuhao had taken Ye Guyi out of the Undead Demiplane because he was considering her needs for food, clothing, shelter, and transportation.

Ye Guyi's current rank was still far below the Seven-Ring Soul Sage level, where body and martial soul became one. Only by merging with her angel martial soul could she live like an angel, without food or drink.

She was a living person who could not go without sustenance, unlike Huo Yun'er, who was a soul.

If Huo Yuhao frequently opened the Undead Demiplane to bring her food and drink, doing so before the Tang Family, who kept their eyes on the Douluo Continent at all times, would be no different from planting a price tag on his own head and offering it for sale.

Yet Huo Yuhao could not harden his heart enough to kill her, or leave her to starve to death so she could remain here as a departed soul.

"Sister Guyi, this is Teacher Xuan. He's a strict teacher, so get ready for the upcoming entrance test!" The day after leaving the Undead Demiplane, Huo Yuhao introduced Ye Guyi to Xuan Ziwen this way.

"Yuhao, is this the young lady you mentioned who has some proficiency with soul tools?" Xuan Ziwen looked Ye Guyi over.

"She might not be as skilled with soul tools as I am, but when it comes to learning, she can endure hardship!" Huo Yuhao scratched his head as he told Xuan Ziwen this.

Ye Guyi was certainly a strong-willed person, and her ability in the field of soul tools was passable. But the field in which she truly had accomplishments was that of soul masters.

With credentials like hers, she would have been considered a promising seedling in any nation on the Douluo Continent. But to someone like Xuan Ziwen, who was wholly devoted to soul tools, there was nothing that made his eyes light up.

"Girl, he says you can endure hardship?" Xuan Ziwen raised an eyebrow and glanced at Ye Guyi, seemingly talking to himself. "That is a virtue. But if you intend to delve deeply into soul tools, you must prepare yourself: if you truly have no talent, then as long as you're willing to endure hardship, there will be an endless supply of hardship for you to endure."

"Come with me." After discussing Soul-Guide Mechanical Precision Control with Huo Yuhao for a while, Xuan Ziwen took Ye Guyi away.

Huo Yuhao knew that Xuan Ziwen was probably taking Ye Guyi to Laboratory Three to test her soul tool talent, just as he had done when he met Huo Yuhao in his previous life.

Sister Guyi, if you had lived in the era of Spirit Hall, you would probably have been its cherished young lady.

But in this era, you have to be just like me, who emerged from that dark woodshed: first living under someone else's roof in the Ordinary Alliance, then enduring all sorts of setbacks and trials.

What a twist of fate!

"Yuhao, you don't want to face that Goddess, do you?" In the empty classroom, Snow Girl watched Huo Yuhao assemble a Formation Disc. Remembering how he had avoided mentioning the Soul Fighting Tournament ever since she defeated Chen Zifeng, the strongest publicly known member of the Shrek Team, she asked him.

"Yes! Because I think one less problem is better than one more!" Huo Yuhao nodded.

It's just a pity that today's competitors are doomed to suffer a calamity, Huo Yuhao said inwardly.

That day, in the stands of Mingdu's Soul Fighting Arena, everyone from Shrek Academy wore a face full of venomous resentment, apart from Xiaoxiao, who came from a wholly commoner background. If their ranks had reached a level where their gazes could kill, the entire Sun Moon Empire would probably already have been reduced to scorched earth.

After Ma Xiaotao, Dai Huabin, and Zhu Lu lost to Huo Yuhao, and Chen Zifeng lost to Snow Girl, Xu Sanshi had lost that morning to the siblings Xiao Hongchen and Meng Hongchen.

Had the backlash from taking drugs to forcibly raise their cultivation not made it difficult for them to reach eight rings throughout their lives, these siblings would have remained worthy opponents for Huo Yuhao in his previous life even after he reached nine rings.

Naturally, their strength was not something Xu Sanshi could match.

These lowborn wretches of the Sun Moon Empire are evil from birth. Every last one of them has given us cause to kill them. Sooner or later, I'll find a chance to finish them off. In the stands, Chen Zifeng, who had already lost control of his bowels and bladder, thought venomously. Though he himself had been born a commoner, he had become utterly warped.

Like Chen Zifeng, everyone from Shrek believed Xu Sanshi had lost because the referee cheated, once they learned that the referee, Jing Hongchen, was related to Xiao Hongchen and Meng Hongchen.

That morning, when Xu Sanshi was thrown off the stage in a sorry state, Bei Bei, who had just soothed the agitated Tang Ya, slapped his thigh and burst into curses. "Damn it, why are those Sun Moon dogs so vile!"

Still, no matter what, Sun Moon was certain to lose the afternoon match. Everyone from Shrek was now brimming with confidence.

Because the one taking the field that afternoon was the Goddess of indescribably exalted status.

"Grandfather said you're the daughter of a god?" On the spacious stage, Meng Hongchen could not help asking when Tang Wutong took her position before her.

Remembering the envy in her grandfather's voice when he spoke of deities, Meng Hongchen was filled with curiosity.

According to her grandfather, the girl standing before her was the daughter of the World Sovereign.

Just how was this exalted Goddess stronger than me, a daughter of mortals?

With that thought, Meng Hongchen asked, "We're both girls. I want to know just where someone of such noble blood as you is smarter or stronger! Come on."

Seeing the other girl question her superiority, Tang Wutong did not get angry. She smiled and said, "Your obsession with becoming smarter and stronger shows that you still don't understand how to be a woman. A woman doesn't need to be too smart!"