Fortune

When Huo Yuhao cleared away all the rubble and stones pinning or trapping Ye Guyi's body, agonizing pain immediately surged through her previously numb body. It began in her broken left leg, then spread to her scraped back, arms, and even the back of her head.

No matter how strong she was, such excruciating pain still brought tears to her eyes. Yet she made no sound. Her indomitable will allowed her to endure it all in silence.

Seeing Ye Guyi close her eyes and leave everything to him, Huo Yuhao dispensed with formalities, hoisted her onto his back, and returned to his dormitory at the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy.

After gently laying Ye Guyi on the soft bed, Huo Yuhao discovered that she had passed out.

"Yuhao, what's wrong with her? Can she still survive?"

To Snow Girl, Ye Guyi's condition-breathing out more than she breathed in-was a sign that a human was about to lose her life.

Huo Yuhao, however, removed the Little Angel Pendant necklace Ye Guyi wore, then clasped his own Eye of Destiny Pendant in the same hand.

From his first glimpse of Ye Guyi, Huo Yuhao had known that the thing she wore was no ordinary trinket. The power of light within it was not merely pure; it might even possess intelligence.

When he had carried Ye Guyi on his back earlier, her body had pressed against him, so naturally, Huo Yuhao had also sensed what lay within the Little Angel Pendant.

Once the Little Angel Pendant touched Huo Yuhao's Eye of Destiny Pendant, his spiritual sense appeared directly inside the Little Angel Pendant's micro-plane.

Everything in this micro-plane was pure white. A tiny, gleaming golden angel had folded the little white wings on her back around her body, hiding amid that expanse of white.

She kept praying silently, You can't see Baby. You can't see Baby.

Huo Yuhao walked over and scooped Little Angel Baby into his hand.

Huo Yuhao discovered that the little angel was only half a foot tall, exquisitely sculpted as though from powder and jade, with a fair, tender, chubby little face.

After Huo Yuhao caught her, the little angel pouted, seemingly muttering something.

"Hey, little one, Guyi is at death's door. What are you dawdling here for?" Huo Yuhao examined the little angel. "Trying to hide in this micro-plane with wings of the same color? That golden halo over your head stands out far too much."

Only then did Little Angel Baby realize that she had failed to cover the Angel Halo above her head.

As Huo Yuhao spoke, he released his hold.

Realizing that Huo Yuhao meant no harm, the little angel lazily stretched out her wings. "Big Sister will be fine. As for why, Baby can't tell you."

"If you're willing, I hope you'll treat her well. If you're not, then forget it!"

As she spoke with her head lowered, Little Angel Baby extended the index fingers of her chubby little hands and poked them together in front of her. She looked so pitiful!

"Can you tell me where you came from?"

As a Supreme God of the mental attribute in his previous life, Huo Yuhao naturally knew something about spiritual beings such as angels.

Although Huo Yuhao had heard Zhou Yi, who had merged with Wang Yan, spouting explanations that were nothing but hot air in the "Douluo Continent Animation" he had seen through the [Audience] interface—claiming that the Angel Martial Soul was a Beastfolk Martial Soul, meaning angels were soul beasts—and although he knew this would become the "Douluo History" of the era of Tang Wulin, the Tang Family's Crown Prince, Huo Yuhao knew full well that angels were neither Beastfolk nor creatures with physical bodies like humans.

"Where Baby came from...? Baby has always been here. This is where Baby came from." The little angel pursed her lips.

"Little Baby-let's call you that for now-lying is the greatest evil, you know."

"You should know that the Father of Lies is the greatest devil. So don't lie to me."

At Huo Yuhao's words, the little angel gave a startled shudder. In an instant, she realized how extraordinary the boy before her was.

Within this pure-white micro-plane, Huo Yuhao soon got to the bottom of the situation. He immediately became certain that the little angel soul spirit belonging to Yue Zhengyu in the "Legend of the Dragon King" era, where Tang Wutong, the Tang Family's Crown Prince, appeared in his [Audience] interface, must have originated from this Little Angel Baby.

When he first browsed "Legend of the Dragon King," Huo Yuhao had assumed that the Yue Family's little angel soul spirits ten thousand years later came from micro-planes governed by certain angel tribes in the universe that had been taken in by the Douluo Continent's plane consciousness.

Angel soul spirits could grant the Yue Family control over sacred energy, yet could not provide soul rings like the Spirit Pagoda's soul spirits. How was that any different from Elder Yi being able to create a third martial soul for him in his previous life, but being unable to give him soul rings?

"Then, since you escaped the destruction of the Angel Temple, did you get a clear look at who entered the Angel Temple to carry out the judgment?"

"Baby doesn't know. That day, Baby went out to buy some Light Element Cake. When Baby came back, the gods were saying they were going to demolish an illegal building."

"Did the Divine Officials carrying out the demolition say why the Angel Temple was illegal? Surely they needed a reason!"

"Baby really doesn't know. Everyone suddenly started saying that the Angel God had committed monstrous crimes, and that her remains couldn't be allowed to sully the Divine Realm. Baby's mother stepped forward to stop the demolition and was killed by a Heavenly God Hunter."

"All right, I think I understand what happened. Next, I'm going to activate a Healing Magic Array for Guyi. In my current condition, this array alone can't regrow flesh over bare bones. I'll need your help."

"But Baby isn't good at healing, either..."

"I'm both the designer and the one directing the Healing Formation. All you need to do is keep the sacred energy inside Guyi under control so it doesn't run rampant."

"Then Baby thanks you on Big Sister Guyi's behalf."

Having won over Little Angel Baby, Huo Yuhao's mind excitedly returned to reality. After he explained the situation to Snow Girl, she hurriedly took a set of healing soul tools Huo Yuhao had designed in the past out of the Storage Soul Tool. Then the two of them lifted Ye Guyi onto the Treatment Rack.

Elsewhere, following that night's horrific explosion, the Shrek Academy Team quickly assembled. Only after confirming that none of the team members had been lost did Xuan Zi nod in satisfaction.

Watching the Holy Spirit Cult members rise into the air and continuously devour the souls of those killed in the explosion, along with the power of death formed by the deaths of living beings, everyone from Shrek felt a sense of vindication.

Among those from Shrek, He Caitou felt particularly gratified. This filthy Mingdu, the Mingdu that had once belonged to his family, had been reduced to rubble by his own hand. To him, it was no different from untying the knot in his heart.

You lowborn scum didn't come out to protect your sovereign when Xu Tianran's family usurped the throne. Since you won't sympathize with my family's suffering, why should I care whether you live or die?

Faced with the devastating casualties among his former subjects, He Caitou consoled himself this way to suppress his guilt!

"Caitou, you've truly rendered a great service to our Shrek this time."

Gazing at the darkness deeper than an ordinary night, brought about by the power of death formed when the explosion killed so many living beings, Xuan Zi said this to He Caitou.

As one of Shrek's senior elders, he knew without saying just how severely Sun Moon's fortune would scatter after such a catastrophic calamity.

And this was tremendously important to Shrek, which had been built around that Golden Tree. Every scheme involving the Golden Tree depended on one thing: fortune had to gather toward Shrek.