Wang Dong: "Legend of Great Love" Is Truly Wonderful

Wang Dong: "Legend of Great Love" Is Truly Wonderful

"From this wisp of flame, I sense the auras of two attributes: extreme heat and extreme cold. This feeling of opposing attributes..."

Electrolux fell into a brief reverie. It was as though several incomplete scenes from the Undead Scourge flashed through his memories. A Child of Light of his generation had ultimately become the Holy Necromancer.

However, Electrolux quickly stopped dwelling on it. After all, that had happened in his previous plane.

During this pleasant time of fusing with the Gold of Life, there was no need to bring up matters like the Undead Scourge.

Electrolux smiled gently. "Yuhao, the familiar aura of destiny on you is actually the pull of the plane's fate."

"On another continent, I once encountered an unparalleled genius. He possessed an aura of destiny similar to yours, though its will came from a different plane. Yet his initial aptitude was worlds apart from yours."

"But once you fuse with this strange flame..." Old Yi paused, then listened as Huo Yuhao explained Heavenly Flames.

Electrolux's expression held a hint of delight and anticipation. "So it is called the Bone Spirit Cold Fire. Its quality can be considered plane-level. Even on the continent where I lived before my death, it would have been difficult to find a fire-attribute treasure capable of matching it."

"Absorbing the Bone Spirit Cold Fire will certainly allow you to approach the level of that unparalleled genius without limit, perhaps even surpass him."

Huo Yuhao nodded with a smile. "Yes, I understand, Old Yi. Tomorrow, I'll try absorbing the Bone Spirit Cold Fire."

Of course, he knew who the unparalleled genius from another plane Old Yi spoke of was: Mr. Long Haochen, who, due to the peculiar restrictions of his plane, refused to—and did not dare to—take that final step and reach one million spiritual power.

Huo Yuhao then sat cross-legged on the bed and took out an ancient scroll. This was the reward for completing the quest, "Refuse to Join the Tang Sect and Resolve to Establish the Huo Territory"—the Burning Arts.

The basic information and theoretical framework of the Burning Arts flooded into his mind, and Huo Yuhao began studying this cultivation method.

The principle was the same. Whether it was a cultivation method or a Dou Qi technique, each had its own specific meridian pathways and circulation routes when activated.

Like when he had cultivated Eight Extremities Collapse, it was divided into three steps.

First: thoroughly understand the route and trajectory of the circulation pathways.

Second: replace the route originally traveled by Dou Qi with Soul Power.

Third: practice continuously until he mastered it.

Once these three steps were completed, he would have a "Burning Arts—Soul Power Version" suitable for Soul Masters to cultivate. Although it was currently only a Yellow Tier Low Grade cultivation method, it came from the Doupo plane. Its cultivation effects presumably would not be weaker than that so-called "all-purpose Mysterious Heaven Skill."

He already possessed the Bone Spirit Cold Fire. Once he successfully devoured and fused more Heavenly Flames in the future, he could evolve the Burning Arts.

After cultivating for an entire night, Huo Yuhao's Mental Power was brimming. It felt like being revived at full health—he was refreshed and energized.

"Not bad. A Mark of Life formed from merely a small piece of Gold of Life can provide such efficient restorative effects."

After washing up, Huo Yuhao opened the window of his inn room. Sunlight streamed in at a slant.

Option Quest completed. Reward: Beast Fire—Purple Fire

Huo Yuhao was immediately delighted. He now had both the Bone Spirit Cold Fire Sub-Flame and the Beast Fire Purple Fire. Once he successfully absorbed both flames, he could strive toward the goal of the "Buddha's Wrath Fire Lotus—Initial Version."

The next second, a wisp of purple flame appeared inside the Ring of Holding where the Bone Spirit Cold Fire was stored.

A satisfied smile hung on Huo Yuhao's face as he left the inn. Though it was early in the morning, the streets were already bustling with people.

Just as he was about to leave the city, a large wooden sign in front of a breakfast shop caught his attention.

Today's Storytelling: "Legend of Great Love."

Below the sign was another line of tiny characters, no bigger than sesame seeds, which only Soul Masters could barely make out: "This story is entirely fictional. Please do not associate it with real people."

"Great Love... interesting."

Huo Yuhao bought a bowl of porridge, several mantou, and two dishes, one meat and one vegetable, then found a table and sat down.

The storyteller above was speaking animatedly:

"Now, though that man of Great Love had not yet become an Immortal Venerable, he already possessed seventy percent of a True Person's ruthlessness and thirty percent of his decisiveness."

"When he saw the Yellow Family Three Ghosts charging at him, he did not waste a single moment. He swiftly unleashed the Great Love Soul Skill. Though the Yellow Family Three Ghosts moved like phantoms, strange and unpredictable, they still could not escape Great Love's grasp. They were all seized at once and refined in an instant."

"And thus, the Yellow Family Three Ghosts brought their sinful lives to an end!"

"Good!" "Wonderful!"...

The entire hall immediately erupted in applause.

There were both Soul Masters and ordinary people in the audience, including residents of Shrek City, merchants who had come to Shrek City from elsewhere to do business, and naturally, students from Shrek Academy as well.

Hearing the fate of the Yellow Family Three Ghosts, everyone was deeply satisfied. They clapped and cheered, their hearts surging with excitement.

Some listeners were so engrossed that they even tossed Soul Coins onto the stage.

Huo Yuhao was marveling at how he had never seen such a bold storyteller, telling the tale of the Yellow Family Three Ghosts in a city bathed in Buddha Light.

A crisp voice rang out. It sounded quite young.

"Good! That was well told. These three Gold Soul Coins are your reward."

The storyteller had never received such a generous tip before. Beaming, he followed the voice with his gaze and saw a student wearing the Shrek Academy badge, dressed luxuriously and carrying herself like an elegant young nobleman.

The storyteller was ecstatic. "Thank you for your reward, young master. Over the next week, I will continue telling different types of stories about the man of Great Love and the Yellow Family Three Ghosts. I hope you will enjoy them, young master."

Huo Yuhao subconsciously looked up, only to feel as if he had been struck by lightning. Even the hand holding his bowl of porridge trembled slightly.

Pink-blue short hair, pink-blue eyes...

That was right. The limited male-attire version—Tang Princess, Wang Dong!

Wang Dong looked high and mighty. This time, there had been no plot where Huo Gua fought her desperately at the start of school and subdued her, so she was even more confident now.

The girl sitting at the same table as Wang Dong was petite and had light green eyes. If nothing unexpected happened, she was Xiao Xiao.

At that moment, Xiao Xiao pouted and put her hands on her hips, scolding with some dissatisfaction.

"Wang Dong, we should let this so-called man of Great Love teach Teacher Zhou a few lessons... Let's see whether she'd still dare to punish those of us who didn't fight by making us run on the first day of class. I heard she even likes expelling students. This homeroom teacher is awful!"

"Hmph, she's just a psychologically twisted teacher..." Wang Dong took a sip of porridge and frowned slightly.

"Xiao Xiao, I'm going to add a few spoonfuls of sugar. I like sweet porridge. Do you want some too?"

Wang Dong noticed that there was no sugar jar on her table. She stood up and rose onto her tiptoes, scanning the surrounding tables.

Her gaze subconsciously turned toward Huo Yuhao's table.

Wang Dong was delighted. What a coincidence—there were two sugar jars on his table.

Xiao Xiao smiled, her eyes curving into crescents. "Go add your sugar, Wang Dong. Plain porridge is fine for me."

"Mm, okay." Wang Dong took light steps, bowl in hand, and walked straight toward Huo Yuhao.

Huo Yuhao's heart skipped a beat. Even without joining Shrek Academy, could he not escape the mighty power of the Tang God King? He had intended to quietly finish breakfast before leaving the city.

But he quickly realized what the issue was. Wang Dong wanted to add sugar?