I Think You Have the Makings of an Evil Soul Master

After Three-Eyed Golden Lion had eaten her fill, she used her Mental Power to play the scenes within the Light Orb. Still unconvinced, she gave a disdainful snort.

"Let's see what stupid thing that foolish Three-Eyed Golden Lion Dog does..."

After a while, Three-Eyed Golden Lion grew angrier and angrier. Her entire beastly body was faintly flushed beneath the glow of her own Golden Flame. Looking at the Auspicious Beast in the Light Orb, she pitied her misfortune and hated her for failing to live up to expectations!

"Fine, transforming into human form is one thing, but why did she have to copy Light's Rainbow Skirt's appearance?!"

Three-Eyed Golden Lion completely refused to accept that her transformed human form looked exactly like Wang Dong'er.

"This story definitely nerfed This Auspicious Beast's intelligence!"

Proud and confident for countless millennia, she was the Emperor Auspicious Beast, Three-Eyed Golden Lion. Even if beaten to death, she would never believe that she would use Light's Rainbow Skirt's appearance as a template for her face.

Aunt Bi Ji's human appearance was so beautiful!

This Auspicious Beast could shape herself according to her own preferences, or simply transform based on the self-awareness of her Emperor Auspicious Beast form. Could she possibly look worse than Light's Rainbow Skirt?

If anyone's taste differed from This Auspicious Beast's, then This Auspicious Beast's taste would be the standard.

This was infuriating! That foolish Three-Eyed Golden Lion Dog!

The thought of the her inside the Light Orb continuing to use the same face as Light's Rainbow Skirt throughout the rest of the story made Three-Eyed Golden Lion intensely uncomfortable.

She even found herself wanting to rush inside and change that Auspicious Beast's fate. It was simply too stifling.

Three-Eyed Golden Lion felt as though the Golden Hair on her head was smoking from anger.

She put away the Light Orb and trotted over to Scarlet King. "Uncle Scarlet King, I've seen you sometimes take human form and travel across the continent to observe the development of human Soul Master technology."

As she spoke, Three-Eyed Golden Lion suddenly stood up straight and raised her head. Her posture was exceptionally proper, her golden fur gleaming, while the Golden Flame around her body flared several degrees brighter.

"Then, Uncle Scarlet King, do you think my human form would be beautiful?"

Scarlet King's heart skipped a beat. Why had the Little Ancestor begun caring about her appearance?

No, this was not a good sign. Once Di Tian finished his next cultivation session, Scarlet King needed to report this to him immediately.

Then Scarlet King gave a kindly smile and said earnestly, "Actually, we Soul Beasts generally do not use human forms."

"After all, they come with limitations in battle. We cannot fully display the advantages of Soul Beasts, and our combat strength is weakened to a certain extent."

"Once our cultivation reaches a certain level, the human forms we occasionally use are actually based on certain traits of our Soul Beast forms, combined with the influence of our bloodline and talent, then transformed into corresponding human appearances."

Scarlet King tried to downplay the matter, hoping the Auspicious Beast would not care too much about it. But Three-Eyed Golden Lion kept pressing him with spoiled insistence. In the end, he could only praise her like a loving old father praising his daughter. Little Ancestor, you are the Emperor Auspicious Beast. If you took human form, you would absolutely be the embodiment of destiny's beauty.

"Mhm, thank you, Uncle Scarlet King." Three-Eyed Golden Lion was delighted by Scarlet King's praise and happily went back to reading the story.

On the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest, Huo Yuhao and the other two walked along a forest path toward Shrek City.

Tang Ya sensed something amiss and frowned slightly. "These Wind Baboons are the most annoying. Not only do they attack proactively, they also love sneak attacks."

She was about to use the Hidden Weapons she carried to kill the Wind Baboon when Bei Bei suddenly reached out and stopped her.

"Xiao Ya, don't rush. Let's see how effective Little Brother Huo's new Soul Skill is in actual combat."

Several glimmers of cold light could vaguely be seen flashing through the canopy. Tang Ya gave a cold snort and kept Blue Silver Bind and Parasite ready at all times, just in case.

This dream chaser was much stronger than the one Huo Yuhao had encountered when he arrived. It was a hundred-year Wind Baboon.

Perhaps guided by its racial instincts, the Wind Baboon had a clear target and directly locked onto Huo Yuhao, whose cultivation was the lowest among the three.

"Perfect. The dream I prepared for the Wind Baboon earlier can finally come in handy."

Huo Yuhao had already released his Spirit Eyes Martial Soul. His glowing white Soul Ring shone brightly as Mental Dream Weaving and Mental Interference worked in tandem—weaving a dream and interfering with the five senses.

Both the quality and quantity of his Mental Power surpassed that of the Wind Baboon.

In an instant, the prepared dream silently invaded the Wind Baboon's consciousness under the effect of Mental Interference.

The hundred-year Wind Baboon that leaped down from the canopy had a brief flash of dullness in its originally vicious gaze before immediately returning to its ferocious appearance.

At the same time, Huo Yuhao received mental feedback. The Wind Baboon had already fallen into the dream.

From this point on, all of the Wind Baboon's actions would take place under the combined influence of illusionary guidance, its own assumptions, and continuous interference.

Huo Yuhao could continuously weave dreams for the Wind Baboon and keep guiding its actions. Likewise, his Mental Power would continue to drain.

Then the Wind Baboon made its move. Intense white light gathered in its mouth, glaringly bright.

Seeing this, Bei Bei realized that Huo Yuhao remained unmoved, and his heart clenched.

Bei Bei: Oh no!

Huo Yuhao: It's in the bag.

Yet in the next second, beneath Tang Ya and Bei Bei's stunned gazes, the Wind Baboon's intense white beam shot toward a small tree by the roadside, piercing straight through it and blasting out a horrifying round hole.

Though Tang Ya had already expected it, seeing the effect of this Soul Skill firsthand still felt unbelievable.

"Wow, Yuhao really seems to have interfered with the Wind Baboon's behavior."

Bei Bei smacked his lips. "Good heavens, this is no longer simple interference. He's practically controlling the Wind Baboon by another means."

"Not only can he make the Wind Baboon attack trees, he can make it attack anything else as well. Little Brother Huo only needs to keep changing the object that the Wind Baboon sees as its target."

The Wind Baboon trapped in the dream saw its attack pierce through 'Huo Yuhao's' body and kill him successfully, letting out an excited roar.

At that moment, it seemed to feel its fortune soaring. Countless opportunities fell upon it, and it became the supreme Emperor Wind Baboon, receiving the worship of ten thousand baboons.

"Eight Extremities Collapse."

Huo Yuhao silently walked over and punched the Wind Baboon. Hidden force surged into its body, causing countless bloody cracks to split open from the inside out as blood sprayed endlessly from them.

Meanwhile, the Emperor Wind Baboon immersed in supreme fortune—

Suddenly discovered that it was splitting apart. In its daze, it saw the position of Beast God beckoning to it... Di Tian and the like were nothing but fakes.

Then it died, collapsing stiffly to the ground as a yellow Soul Ring separated from its corpse.

Bei Bei could not help praising him. "Little Brother Huo, this Soul Skill of yours is incredibly suited for Mental Power-type Soul Masters. You barely had to engage in close combat, yet you dealt with this hundred-year Wind Baboon without taking any damage."

"Mm... It really is fairly easy to handle opponents whose Mental Power is weaker than mine."

Huo Yuhao answered with a smile. Since he had woven the dream in advance and only made minor adjustments while interfering with the Wind Baboon, the overall consumption had not been great.

He had at least let the Wind Baboon play godslayer in the illusion for a while.

If he had to weave a dream entirely on the spot and continuously guide an enemy, then with Huo Yuhao's current cultivation, the effect would likely only last minutes, or even seconds.

After watching the battle, Bei Bei could not shake the feeling that possessing such a Soul Skill meant one might very well have the makings of an Evil Soul Master.

Ma Xiaotao, Tang Ya: Do the two of us have the makings of Evil Soul Masters?