Douluo Continent: Angel Saint Huo Yuhao

Chapter 56 What do you think...?

About fifteen minutes later.

Two figures moved slowly across the desolate ice plain, one in front of the other.

The person leading the way seemed somewhat suspicious, constantly looking left and right, not missing any unusual movements in the distance.

"What we just sensed must have been the aura of a ferocious beast... To generate such a powerful mental impact, that beast must be the Snow Empress, the leader of the Three Heavenly Kings of the Far North!"

The Soul Saint teacher, who had just woken up, clutched his head, his brow still throbbing: "Luckily, she was just passing by, otherwise we would both really be dead here!"

Caught completely off guard, he was slammed into his sea of ​​consciousness by a pressure comparable to that of a Limit Douluo, and then Tianmeng stuffed a large mass of spiritual power into him and sealed him for more than half an hour. Yet now he is still able to lead the way unharmed.

It has to be said that those who come from Shrek Academy do have some merit.

—Although 80% of the credit should be attributed to inheriting a high-quality martial soul.

"Dude...can you still hold on?"

Soul Saint turned around and glanced at Huo Yuhao.

If he remembered correctly, the latter's complexion was previously slightly yellow with a rosy hue, but now it had turned a strange, cold white, and even the skin on his neck and hands was somewhat bloodless, presenting a tone similar to the snow under his feet.

At first glance, it looks no different from being bleached in a solution a few times.

'As expected~ Although my mental strength surpasses that of most third-ring cultivators, I'll still suffer severe injuries from that ferocious beast's oppressive aura...'

Soul Saint sighed inwardly.

Thinking about it carefully, it makes sense. After all, even a seventh-ring expert like him was knocked unconscious in the snow for quite some time. It's already a miracle that Huo Yuhao, with his low cultivation level, was able to wake up.

"I?"

Huo Yuhao, who was talking to Xue Di, paused for a moment before replying slowly, "I'm fine with anything~ No problem."

'This is a big problem.'

Seeing his slightly sluggish reaction, the Soul Saint frowned, took out a huge iron box from his storage soul tool, and unfolded it into a square tent: "Let's rest here for a while. Your condition is not quite right."

"what?"

Huo Yuhao was stunned again.

Before Huo Yuhao could figure out what he was talking about, the Soul Saint teacher had already skillfully channeled his soul power to set up a heater and then threw out several metal prisms around the tent to create a protective shield.

Then, with a serious expression, he patted his shoulder:

"If I'm not mistaken, your mental sea is in a state of great chaos due to the influence of that ferocious beast, isn't it? There's even an occasional throbbing pain."

"But don't panic or be afraid, and don't deliberately keep quiet. This is all normal; the pressure from ferocious beasts can easily cause this kind of damage to one's consciousness..."

Huo Yuhao subconsciously shifted his gaze and glanced at Tianmeng and Bingdi, who were still arguing in his mind.

"Generally speaking, relaxing and getting some rest will allow you to recover. It could take anywhere from a few hours to two or three days."

The teacher patted the storage soul tool: "However, you can rest assured and recuperate! We have enough supplies, and we can wait until you recover your strength before going to find the Ice Silkworm."

"By the way, how many years do you plan to use?"

"With your physical and mental strength as a foundation, I don't think you would be content with just a soul ring that is only enough for a thousand years."

At this point, he couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement at Huo Yuhao: "I've lived for over sixty years, and this is the first time I've ever seen a one-ring Soul Master as strong as you."

It was as if he had received a divine blessing, gaining power far exceeding that of ordinary people. Perhaps the last person similar to him was the Angel God from ten thousand years ago?
With innate full soul power and the tenth level of innate talent bestowed by the gods, he was born at a height that countless people could not reach.

"I have indeed thought about the age limit of the spirit rings."

After pondering for a long time, Huo Yuhao gave a rather conservative answer: "A period of about eight thousand years would be fine; there's no need to push for the absolute limit."

"Oh? I thought you were going to challenge for ten thousand years straight?"

The Soul Saint's expression turned strange: "The Ice Silkworm Clan is quite weak. The pressure from attaching a Soul Ring, as well as the mental impact from a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring, is significantly lower than that of other Soul Beasts. With your abilities, you could probably get a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring by gritting your teeth!"

This is a chance to make history...

An unprecedented second spirit ring in ten thousand years!
Before this, no matter how much resources a Soul Master poured in or how much training they underwent, adding a thousand-year purple ring to their second Soul Ring was already the limit.

"It's better to play it safe."

Huo Yuhao shook his head.

Simulated soul skills are inherently linked to mental strength, and the increase brought by the age limit is not much; a difference of one or two thousand years is not significant.

Moreover, Tianmeng has the ability to allocate time to raise the level of a soul ring. No matter if it's eight thousand or ten thousand years old, it will be raised to a hundred thousand years old red ring in one go.

Instead of focusing on this, we should think about how to attach a beast ring with the highest possible age to the ninth ring, and then use the age of the Heavenly Dream to make up a million-year ring.

"Alright~ whatever you say."

Soul Saint chuckled with a hint of regret, then focused intently on fiddling with the parts in his hands.

In the silence, for some reason, Huo Yuhao suddenly asked, as if possessed, "Teacher... how did you come to teach at Shrek Academy?"

"Oh? Why do you ask?"

A strange look appeared in the Soul Saint's eyes.

“Because I feel that you are not quite like the other teachers at Shrek Academy.” The images of Zhou Yi and Wang Yan flashed through Huo Yuhao’s mind. “I can’t quite put my finger on what makes you different.”

"Doesn't seem like it—?"

He tossed the parts in his hand and chuckled self-deprecatingly, "Perhaps it's because they're all purebred Shrek students?"

"Some of the teachers you usually meet are like golden phoenixes that have emerged from humble backgrounds, some are little geniuses who have emerged from small and medium-sized forces, and some are successors who have come out of impoverished families and sects."

"But without exception, they all grew up in Shrek Academy, climbing the ranks step by step until they joined the Inner Academy or became disciples or juniors of certain high-ranking members."

"For those people, the academy is their home, the power they serve. This phenomenon is actually widespread—otherwise, how could Shrek Academy thousands of years ago have been able to rally hundreds of titled warriors to fight together?"

As he spoke, the Soul Saint couldn't help but shake his head and sigh: "Shrek Academy is not just an academy, but also a sect, and also..."

He stopped talking in time.

That's where we should stop. There are some things we really shouldn't, and shouldn't, delve into.

"What is it also?"

Huo Yuhao couldn't help but press for more information.

Soul Saint glanced at him and suddenly changed the subject: "What do you think... Shrek Academy is? I want to hear your true thoughts."

(End of this chapter)