Douluo Continent: I, Huo Yuhao, am the Master of Spirit

Chapter 347 Huo Yuhao and Huo Yun'er

As Xia Die recounted her story, a faint smile appeared on her usually aloof and beautiful face, and Huo Yun'er could sense Xia Die's joy and sincerity.

From her words, Huo Yun'er could also see that busy but warm home.

That makes sense, though. Perhaps only a warm and harmonious home could raise such an excellent and gentle child as Xia Die, like a rising little sun in the underworld, willing to treat all the dead with such tenderness.

Huo Yun'er also felt a little guilty. She couldn't give the young Huo Yuhao the warmth that Xia Die could experience, but instead let him experience all the darkness of the White Tiger Duke's Mansion.

Beatings and cold stares were all that Huo Yuhao experienced during his childhood. As his mother, she was powerless to change it and could only provide him with a warm, smoky environment in that small woodshed.

"Hmm, it does sound like a cozy home."

"I didn't expect Yuhao to have two sons. It's a pity they can't come to the underworld so I can meet them."

"I wonder if they're good-looking or if they've found girlfriends."

"Yuhao has truly become a great figure on the continent, capable of supporting a world and protecting those he wants to protect."

“Unlike me, I’m just an ordinary maid who doesn’t even have soul power. I can’t even provide Yuhao with a stable living environment, causing him to suffer a lot of pain and face the malice of the White Tiger Duke’s Mansion at a very young age.”

"Yuhao might be a bit stubborn, he must have caused you three a lot of trouble, right?"

"I'm sorry, this is because of me. He wanted to hone his personality to protect himself from being ridiculed by others."

Huo Yun'er gently stroked Xia Die's cheek, looking at her tenderly and whispering:
“I am a bad mother and have hardly fulfilled my responsibilities as a mother.”

"I brought Yuhao into this world with wishful thinking, but I failed to give him warmth and status. I gave him a martial soul, but I failed to give him a high-level innate soul power."

"He must have suffered a lot to become the legendary Super Douluo. He probably hates me, his mother, in his heart."

What was said earlier was correct, but the latter part was somewhat different from the facts; Huo Yuhao really didn't suffer much.

As the saying goes, only aliens are truly powerful; some people are born standing at the finish line of others.

Huo Yuhao was already standing at the finish line that the Dragon God had always dreamed of from the moment he was born.

If Huo Yun'er hadn't chosen to give birth to Huo Yuhao, the little planet spirit would have been the first to panic. The lottery card would have been cancelled, and she would probably have had to consider whether to take matters into her own hands.

“I have never had such a thought.”

"I am the same no matter which one I am."

A clear voice suddenly rang out in the area, and a figure appeared beside Xia Die without anyone noticing.

The newcomer wore a black trench coat, the hem of which swayed slightly with his movements. His dark eyes bore an eight-tenths resemblance to Huo Yun'er's, seemingly holding stars within them, and he wore a gentle smile on his face.

Huo Yuhao could actually hear their conversation the whole time. Even though he was at sea, he was still concerned about Xia Die's condition.

The underworld is a place that is only mentioned briefly in the original work. Coupled with the existence of the former Dragon God Realm, this place where the dead return to be reborn is full of too many unknowns.

No one knows if this place has developed its own system and taken a completely different development path from Douluo Continent.

Whether the power of death has mutated in this place where souls are deposited is unknown, and whether the slumbering souls here have fallen into depravity is also unknown.

Fortunately, things are developing in a positive direction. The underworld cannot support the souls, so those beings are going into hibernation, waiting for uncertain changes.

The underworld, dominated by the god of death, remains pure, unpolluted by the outside world, and free from any abnormalities.

Xia Die is connected to the power of [Imagination], and the power of [Dream] has also left an insurance mark on her, so Huo Yuhao can easily come to Xia Die's side through the mark.

As for hating Huo Yun'er, Huo Yuhao would never have such a thought, regardless of which timeline he was in.

"Long time no see, Mom."

With longing in her eyes, Huo Yun'er suddenly hugged Huo Yuhao. Huo Yuhao did not dodge and gently embraced her body.

"Hmm...long time no see."

"You've grown up and gotten taller."

"I heard about what happened over there from the child. I don't have any particular thoughts on it; I just hope you're doing well."

Diebao smiled, her face beaming with joy as she watched this scene, like a child awaiting praise from her parents. Huo Yuhao, holding Huo Yun'er, looked at her with satisfaction and said:

"I am proud of you."

"Go to the place of reincarnation deep in the underworld."

"The throne of death awaits to complete your final coronation, making you a true demigod."

The fairy butterfly, her pointed ears slightly reddening from the praise, whispered:

"Ah."

"Then goodbye, Father."

"Pollysia".

The purple dragon first affectionately nuzzled Huo Yuhao's cheek, then carried Xia Die into the high sky of the underworld, continuing along the River Styx towards the legendary place of reincarnation.

The golden, gilded Styx followed the steps of the Butterfly and Polycia, gradually swallowing the purple Styx.

Life began to spread; purple lawns and blue flower fields grew on the barren land of the underworld, and countless souls accumulated in the underworld regained their senses.

Hundreds of years, thousands of years, tens of thousands of years—the souls that the underworld can currently trace back to are those from the time of the destruction of the Spirit Hall. Souls that came after that have already been reincarnated.

The underworld is actually very crowded. The number of souls accumulated over thousands of years is quite terrifying, and the operation of the underworld is also quite inefficient.

Consider this: a deceased soul needs to traverse the underworld for ten thousand years to complete its reincarnation, which is already quite inefficient. Fortunately, in the past, souls were mostly in a daze and had no concept of time, so a day and ten thousand years made no difference to them. Now, however, the spirits of the underworld have regained their sanity, so the underworld must operate more efficiently. Without the sanity of a soul, they can endure a journey of ten thousand years.

Reincarnation is also full of randomness; a human is not necessarily reincarnated as a human, but may also be a soul beast.

If you're unlucky enough to be reborn as an insect, you might return to the underworld in less than a year.

A true journey of ten thousand years is equivalent to living only one year.

In other words, reincarnation washes away past imprints; otherwise, even the most good-tempered soul would curse and swear after experiencing this.

After becoming the ruler of the underworld, Xia Die must modify the reincarnation mechanism, otherwise the underworld will eventually descend into chaos.

After the purple dragon carried the elven girl away, Huo Yun'er released Huo Yuhao, gently touched his cheek, and said:
"As expected of my child, he is so handsome."

"What's wrong with these clothes? Why do they look so ugly?"

Huo Yun'er frowned as she looked at Huo Yuhao's outfit: a black trench coat, a purple top, and black trousers.

Huo Yuhao shrugged and said:

"People like to dress like this nowadays, following the trend."

This is a lie. In the past, Tiandou Plain did indeed have a trend towards developing a more unconventional fashion style, and black trench coats even became a specialty of Tiandou Plain at one point.

Then Aglaia appeared, sweeping across the Tiandou Plain with a series of gorgeous and fashionable clothes, launching a massive crackdown on Huo Yuhao's outlandish attire.

Aglaia vowed to banish every single piece of clothing imbued with this polluting romantic ideal from the world!

Among them, the two major figures, Huo Yuhao and Bai E, have seen Bai E cruelly suppressed by Aglaia in the name of the head teacher, while Huo Yuhao has left Douluo Continent.

Having lost their leader, the Diando Clothing Group was surrounded and attacked by Agleya, and gradually dissipated on the Tiandou Plain.

Only a few embers remained near the Star Luo Empire's Cataclysmic Mountain Range.

Huo Yun'er looked at Huo Yuhao with suspicion, but seeing his confident expression, she didn't say anything. As long as he liked it, that was fine.

"By the way, how did the Duchess of White Tiger treat you after I died?"

"Are they still bullying you? Dai Hao, he..."

Huo Yuhao interrupted her, saying:

“Mom, just as you told Diebao.”

"I am a very stubborn person, even a bit egotistical."

"So I want to tell you that I can never forgive the White Tiger Duke's Mansion, and I can never forgive those people with the surname Dai."

"Whether it's Dai Huabin or Dai Hao, I will slowly torture them."

Seeing Huo Yuhao's serious expression, Huo Yun'er pursed her lips and said softly:

“I know you won’t forgive them. I have a flaw in my personality; I tend to place my hopes on others.”

"The White Tiger Duke's Mansion has brought you a lot of suffering, and I will not ask you to forgive them; that would be irresponsible of you."

"Those who have truly experienced suffering never praise it. Suffering is suffering; there is no glamorous inner quality to it. It is the dark side of the world."

"Can you promise me one thing? Don't let too many people be affected, like Dai Luoli and his mother who gave us clothes and food. Please give them a way to survive."

Huo Yuhao gently hugged her and said:
"of course."

Or rather, Huo Yuhao never intended to do anything excessive to Dai Luoli and her son. He would ensure that his mother lived a comfortable life until her death.

As for Dai Luoli himself, after the New World is opened up, he will be sent there to explore and develop. For a Soul Master, the opportunities outweigh the risks of a completely unknown continent.

Many resources in Douluo Continent have been fully developed. Five thousand years ago, spiritual herbs could still be seen on the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest, and some secret realms on the continent could even find immortal herbs.

Now, large areas of spiritual herbs can only be found in the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well and the Thunderous Yama Vine Canyon.

A single spiritual herb is enough to cause a small force to fight tooth and nail.

For example, the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile School, if they knew about the other two continents, would send people there regardless of the cost, just to find out if there were any Qiluo Tulips on them.

If they find even one of them, their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda will no longer be the Nine Gates Martial Soul on the Magic Network.

Although they were reluctant to admit it, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School actually knew that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was indeed incredibly sturdy now.

They couldn't enjoy any of the benefits of the Soul Core Era! The core disciples of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School didn't worry about condensing their Soul Cores at all, because they simply couldn't reach that level of cultivation.

If they can't find the Qiluo Tulip in the Soul Age, they won't get any of the era's benefits, and it looks like soul tools will squeeze out their place in the world.

The Soul Tool Revolution erupted, and the liberation of Soul Tool thinking gave birth to a large number of Soul Tools with special functions. They were not specialized in attack, but rather in amplification, similar to a pure Soul Tool version of Battle Armor.

It certainly can't compare to the boost from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda now, and who knows what the future holds.

As for stopping the development of such soul tools? That's simply unrealistic. The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School is no longer the top three sects it was ten thousand years ago.

In the eyes of top powers, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School is no different from a speed bump; it's just that no one takes action out of consideration for the dignity of the gods.

Poison Undying of the Body Sect, for example, has been longing for such amplifying soul tools ever since he experienced the extent to which high-level soul tools could enhance a Body Soul Master after the battle of Star Luo City.

He forced the disciples of the Body Sect to learn about soul tools.

(End of this chapter)