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

Chapter 424 Dai Hao: "Is your mother named Huo Yun'er?" (Seeking monthly votes)

Martial spirits are a formidable power even in the world of fantasy, symbolizing bloodline and soul, and possessing a unique percentage-based boost.

In the neighboring Dou Qi Continent, if the various factions knew about Dou Techniques that could provide a 100% independent multiplier amplification, they would probably fight tooth and nail for them.

Dai Hao was a little confused at this moment. The moment he touched Dai Yue'er, he suddenly felt a blood connection, like intimacy, or like a kind of completion.

His White Tiger Martial Soul roared with pleasure from within his soul, and his bloodline urged him to approach the girl. As the White Tiger Duke, Dai Hao knew exactly what was going on.

There are two possibilities: either the blonde girl in front of him is a descendant of his bloodline, and her martial soul has mutated, perfectly complementing his own, which would explain the dual throbbing of bloodline and martial soul!
Of course, this possibility is extremely small. Putting aside the possibility of mutation, how could he not know that he had a daughter?
In Dai Hao's eyes, he only had three children. His eldest son, Dai Yueheng, whom he favored the most, died tragically in the Northwest. His second son, Dai Huabin, completely lacked Baihu's magnanimity. Although he was more talented, he was not suitable to be the one in charge.

Handing over the Northwest Army Group and the White Tiger Duke's Mansion to Dai Huabin would be a disaster. In his second year, he dared to send someone to assassinate the Sea God Pavilion Master because he couldn't stand losing.

If he were made Marshal of the Western Army Group and Duke of the White Tiger, wouldn't people be sent to plunder Emperor Tian's territory?

As for the third son, he was Dai Luoli, not the child of the first wife, but the child of a concubine.

The martial soul must have mutated. The White Tiger martial soul is not wearing black and white overalls, but is pure white, and it does not have heterochromia. It is most likely a negative mutation.

Dai Luoli is already fifteen years old, but her soul power is only level twenty-three. For ordinary people, this talent is quite good. After passing the Soul Venerable level, she is expected to become a Soul Emperor or even a Soul Saint in the future.

However, for Duke White Tiger, this talent is too weak!

Actually, Dai Hao quite liked Dai Luoli's temperament. He was stubborn and hardworking. If he could switch his martial soul with Dai Huabin's, he could make an exception and let him inherit the White Tiger Duke's title.

Unfortunately, Dai Luoli's martial soul was not a normal white tiger, and her talent and strength could not convince the public.

Dai Hao has decided that in the future, he can arrange a marriage between Dai Luoli and the Star Luo royal family, which can be considered as finding a good place for Dai Luoli, at least he will not lack wealth and cultivation resources.

As for Huo Yuhao, Dai Hao had no idea who he was, and it was uncertain whether he even remembered Huo Yun'er.

In these six years, it's impossible that Dai Hao didn't go home at all. If he really cared about Huo Yun'er, he wouldn't have failed to notice that Huo Yun'er had disappeared from the White Tiger Duke's mansion.

But now, Dai Hao had a vague recollection. Besides his wife and concubines, he seemed to have actually slept with a maid and even gave her a level-five soul-guided dagger. He wondered how she was doing.

Moreover, it seems that he has never seen that maid again when he returned to the White Tiger Duke's Mansion in recent years.

Another possibility besides bloodline descendants is that his and the girl's martial souls reached 100% fusion by chance, allowing for a perfect martial soul fusion.

In ancient texts, a 100% fusion of martial souls is almost impossible. The earliest martial soul fusion technique, according to records, had a maximum fusion rate of only 80%.

Only through continuous interaction and adaptation among the descendants of both sides, generation after generation, can they possibly achieve the legendary 100% fusion.

The only creature capable of achieving a 100% fusion with the White Tiger Martial Soul is the Netherworld Cat of the Zhu family, and even that probability is extremely low.

Dai Hao lost the powerful fusion technique, Netherworld White Tiger, because he didn't find a Zhu family woman with whom he could fuse with his martial soul.

If Duchess Baihu had a Martial Soul Fusion Technique with Dai Hao, she wouldn't have been able to stay in the manor; instead, she would have gone to the front lines with Dai Hao.

At this moment, Dai Yue'er felt goosebumps all over her body. The reason was simple: she finally realized what the adult meant by the wonderful surprise.

She not only has a martial soul fusion with Dai Huabin, but also with Dai Hao, and the degree of fusion is even higher!
That bastard, his intentions are obvious!
Dai Yue'er suppressed her nausea, politely pulled away from Dai Hao's hand, severing the connection of soul power, and then gave a slight bow, saying:
"Yes, Duke White Tiger."

How she longed to call him "Father" and escape this torment.

But there was no way around it; not to mention whether she could do it under the constraints of mental imprints and the brain's systems, she didn't dare to.

During her time in Xilu City, she witnessed the depth of the darkness hidden within that city and realized just how terrifying the power of that person truly was.

Someone who can wholesale high-level martial souls is definitely not an ordinary person! They must be some kind of god playing around in the mortal world.

She didn't know, nor did she want to know, why this deity was targeting the White Tiger Duke's Mansion.

The pleasurable sensation from the Dragon Blood Golden Bark Tree was still unforgettable to her. Whenever she recalled it, her sphincter would involuntarily contract. And to put it bluntly, she actually quite enjoyed working under that lord.

Although the task was brutal, the reward was substantial, and the other party truly kept their word and kept their promise.

Seeing Dai Yue'er's hesitant expression, Dai Hao's heart skipped a beat, and a strange emotion welled up inside him.

The White Tiger Duke crouched down, looked intently at Dai Yue'er, and then asked:
"Is it Yue'er?"

"What's your last name? Is it Huo?"

"Is your mother named Huo Yun'er?"

Dai Yue'er was completely bewildered. Who was Huo Yun'er? Did the White Tiger Duke's Mansion even have such a person? And why would they ask her this question?

While Dai Yue'er was still in a daze, a figure with a black face appeared in the dream space. The man was wearing a purple top and black shorts, and was holding a cup of cola in his hand.

Huo Yuhao was lying in a rocking chair in the Northwest Continent watching Xia Mi work when he suddenly heard someone calling his mother's name, so he came over to see what was going on.

In the past three years, Huo Yuhao has gained 60% control over the Dream Realm. Whenever someone talks about anything that has a causal relationship with Huo Yuhao, Huo Yuhao will immediately know about it.

This causality disregards space and time; as long as the divine kingdom exists, he can fly over and slap the other party.

"This guy ruined my whole day! Dai Hao, you little brat, you have some nerve! You dare to mention that name?!" "I think you're asking for the ultimate insult."

Huo Yuhao smiled, as if someone were shouting "Long live Tang San! Everyone should worship the Sea God! Mu En deserved to die!" in front of the now-ruins Shrek Academy gates.

Bro felt that he and his nine generations of relatives had nine lives, and that their ancestral graves were no longer emitting green smoke, but rather the power of Rakshasa gods.

"Waaah! Boss, calm down! Let's stick to the plan!"

Don't bother with them.

When Xi Lian saw that Huo Yuhao had already taken out the Broken Dream Blade and was about to give Ming Dou Mountain a middle part, she hurriedly hugged Huo Yuhao's lower back.

Looking at the pink puppy behind him, Huo Yuhao calmed down slightly, sheathed the Broken Dream Blade, and said:

"Indeed, killing him would be too lenient on him."

"I don't want to disrupt the fairness of the underworld unless absolutely necessary. According to the judge's rules, Dai Hao can't go to hell, so it's best to resolve any issues before he dies."

"Xi Lian, inform Geheros to add another secret room."

"After Dai Cinan's script is finished, it will be the script of this iron-blooded marshal."

Xi Lian tossed her short pink hair, pouted, and said, "Isn't it inappropriate for a girl to say something like this?"

Huo Yuhao rolled his eyes at her, then tapped her head and said:

"In terms of historical construction, you and Diebao are equally matched."

“Even in terms of innovation, you are even better. At least Butterfly could not have come up with a script like ‘Aglaia is reincarnated as an earth beast and then picked up by Naksha.’”

"Oh my God, I never knew words could be arranged and combined like this. I really want Naksha and Aglaia to enjoy this wonderful book."

“I think they would be very willing to listen to your story.”

"There's also 'The Overbearing Dragon Emperor, the Dragon God's Love, and the Secret Little Stories of the Sea God Pavilion.' If Mu En were to read it, he'd be so angry he'd come back to life."

"I advise you to just write your recent piece, 'Youthful Spirit-Eyed Boy Won't Encounter Pink Fairies,' but if you dare to publish it, don't blame me for banishing you to the far north to grow potatoes!"

"It's a good thing I didn't give you the power of [fantasy] back then; you're a historian who surpasses even third-rate writers."

Xi Lian hugged Huo Yuhao's shoulders and gently rocked him, saying coquettishly:

"They were just expressing their creative desires, and you didn't forbid me from writing these things."

"By the way, after I finish writing my last book, could I show it to you and get your feedback?"

"It contains some of the girl's feelings."

Please, please!

Huo Yuhao sighed helplessly. He was at a loss again. The girl in front of him was clearly driven by pity rather than love, yet she loved more than anyone else.

He patted Xi Lian's little head and led her back into the depths of the dream.

"Next time, remember to change the sky above the golden wheat fields to purple; it will look better that way."

"do not want!"

In the real world, Dai Yue'er didn't answer Dai Hao's question. Instead, she wanted to leave as soon as possible. The task given by that adult was only to accompany Dai Huabin, not Dai Hao. She didn't want to do anything unnecessary.

"Ring ring ring!!"

"My dear Yue'er, it's been so long! I'm your beloved little corner sprite!"

"A new mission has arrived!"

"This is a wonderful task from a viewer: Miss Yue'er, a script needs a climax; a bland plot will only make people disgusted."

"Approach Dai Hao, complete the Martial Soul Fusion with him in front of Dai Huabin, incite conflict between father and son, and conquer the Dai family with your charm."

"Reward: A Behemoth Bloodline (a high-level Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear Soul Beast, enough to advance you to the Ultimate Gold rank)"

As Dai Yue'er looked at the information in her spiritual sea, her throat involuntarily moved.

Originally, she didn't want to get close to Dai Hao, but then again...

For the sake of the ultimate martial soul, a little sacrifice is acceptable, since the bottom line has already been almost completely broken.

Sacrifice is only a short-term thing, but achieving ultimate gold is a lifelong endeavor. The White Tiger Martial Soul has struggled for ten thousand years, yet its light and gold attributes have not evolved.

The ultimate gold is the strongest killing power, the dream of all tiger and bear beast spirit masters!
(End of this chapter)