Douluo Continent: The Eternal Order of the Azure Sky

Chapter 245 Huo Yuhao's Target - Soul Hunting in the Far North

"Kong Tianxu! He's not dead! He's really back!"

"The Supreme Dragon, Kong Tianxu!"

Who is Kong Tianxu?

"—It's my dad."

"Your dad is awesome."

A murmur arose from the crowd. Though a few jokes and banter occasionally broke the silence, they couldn't hide the shock and horror etched on the young faces.

With a flick of his finger, he defeated Lingbing. Is this the true strength of the Supreme Dragon who once swept across the entire continent's Advanced Soul Master Academy Battle Tournament and made the entire Shrek Inner Academy bow down to him?

A year later, Kong Tianxu, who had been missing for a long time, not only returned alive, but he also seemed to have become even more unfathomable!

Kong Tianxu remained oblivious to the commotion around him.

Even if Huo Yuhao didn't know whether he had reached the Soul King level through the Haotian Sect's Ten-Thousand-Year Frost Jade Marrow Bed or some other illogical means, he no longer needed to take any of his peers seriously.

If it weren't for the fact that the other party still had a lot of value to be exploited, he might be thinking about how to extract the essence of the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm right now.

After roughly estimating the strength of Huo Yuhao's soul power, Kong Tianxu turned his gaze slightly and casually flicked his finger at Jin Sha, who was struggling to get up.

A condensed, almost tangible, milky-white beam of light instantly entered Jinsha's body.

Jinsha shuddered, feeling a warm current sweep through his limbs and bones. His internal organs, which had been injured by Huo Yuhao's soul power, were quickly repaired, and his pale face regained its rosy hue at a visible speed.

"Senior Brother! I knew you would come back!"

He stretched his limbs in disbelief, then suddenly stood up. His gaze towards Kong Tianxu was filled with the ecstasy of surviving a disaster and a deeper sense of awe. He was so excited that he was almost incoherent.

Kong Tianxu was amused by him and patted him on the shoulder.

"Remember, lies don't hurt, the truth is the sharpest knife."

Huo Yuhao, who had just barely managed to calm himself down, turned ashen-faced upon hearing this, as if he were constipated.

He opened his mouth to refute, but suddenly felt a sweet taste in his throat and vomited a mouthful of dark red blood.

Kong Tianxu didn't look at him again, gave Jinsha a few more words of encouragement, and then led Zhang Lexuan and Ma Xiaotao straight towards the Sea God Pavilion, his back view free and easy.

But behind him, a voice, not loud but remarkably clear, drifted into everyone's ears: "A small punishment serves as a warning."

These are clearly my words!

Huo Yuhao's vision went black, and his temples throbbed. But his superhuman mental strength allowed him to hold on, his fingers digging deep into his teeth, remaining silent.

Hidden! Enduring!

Having suffered so many setbacks at Kong Tianxu's hands, he had learned his lesson through repeated reflections over the past few years: try not to respond to Kong Tianxu's words.

Otherwise, every word you say, or even your thoughts, could become a boomerang thrown at you.

It was through this almost self-destructive endurance that he was able to overcome the extreme pain he endured when he fused with Hyotei.

Now, he has learned to coexist with deep-seated hatred and to face the humiliation that is difficult for ordinary people to bear with a kind of transcendent open-mindedness.

At the same time, a long-brewing decision took root in Huo Yuhao's mind.

A pair of pinkish-blue eyes looked at him like this, and her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"What nonsense are you spouting!"

A stern, angry shout rang out, instantly silencing the noise. Amidst the fluttering white robes, Dean Yan Shaozhe and Vice Dean Cai Meier finally arrived at the scene.

His gaze swept authoritatively over the group of students watching, and then—fixed on that most impossible, most unseemly, yet undeniably real figure.

Kong Tianxu.

The other party was unharmed, and their aura was even stronger than before.

Yan Shaozhe's pupils dilated slightly, and even his breathing slowed down several times.

Kong Tianxu remained silent, quietly appreciating the twisted yet beautiful emotional changes of this top expert.

In the deathly silence, Yan Shaozhe seemed to finally break free from the initial shock, and suddenly remembered something, hurriedly turning his gaze to Kong Tianxu's side.

"Xiao Tao! Le Xuan!"

Seeing the two men who were equally unharmed, and whose cultivation had even improved, Yan Shaozhe's eyes finally flashed with a hint of surprise and relief.

Fortunately, apart from the most troublesome Kong Tianxu, his two most valued disciples also returned safely!

As for Gu Fan and Hua Yao, who have never appeared—their fate is already self-evident.

Yan Shaozhe could only let out a heavy sigh in his heart.

Overwhelmed with joy at the reunion after a separation that had lasted so long, he instinctively opened his arms to Ma Xiaotao.

However, the two women only awkwardly bowed to him and greeted him, with Ma Xiaotao's reaction being even colder than Zhang Lexuan's.

Yan Shaozhe's feigned nonchalance smile was tinged with embarrassment.

He coughed lightly, glancing around at his surroundings. When he saw Huo Yuhao's gloomy expression, he was startled once again.

Sensing the residual soul energy fluctuations in the air, he already understood most of what had happened.

"Dean Yan, we have something very important to report regarding the previous inspection mission. What do you think—"

Just as Zhang Lexuan was about to speak, Yan Shaozhe's expression changed, and he immediately interrupted her in a deep voice: "Mei'er, take your junior brother down and let him rest properly."

He first offered some gentle words of comfort to Huo Yuhao, who was struggling to get up, then turned to Kong Tianxu and the other two, his face showing just the right amount of relief and confusion.

"Tianxu, Lexuan, Xiaotao, it's wonderful to see you all back safe and sound. I'm deeply gratified. If there's anything you need, please come to the Sea God Pavilion first—"

Ma Xiaotao and Zhang Lexuan remained noncommittal, but Kong Tianxu didn't listen to his performance and decisively interrupted Yan Shaozhe's invitation: "No need, Dean Yan. However, I'm only here to see them off. They've been away from home for a long time, it's time for them to return to Riyue."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over Zhang Lexuan and Ma Xiaotao, his eyes seemingly holding a thousand unspoken words.

Goodbye.

Judging from his words, he intended to leave alone and return to the sun and moon.

The soul power fluctuations of a seventh-ring Soul Saint —

Yan Shaozhe's eyes flickered slightly, but he didn't try to stop him any further: "In that case, I wish you a safe journey, young friend."

Just as they were talking, a dazzling blue-gold streak of light shot through the air at an astonishing speed from afar.

As their wings fluttered, they drew the attention of everyone.

Even Kong Tianxu, who was about to turn and leave, paused slightly and took another look.

The owner of this figure had actually reached the extremely high realm of a six-ring Soul Emperor, rather than the sixty-first level in the original work.

Moreover, in addition to the clarity of light, there is an undeniable sense of profound power emanating from the other person.

Did you add spirit rings to your second spirit, the Clear Sky Hammer, in advance?

Kong Tianxu narrowed his eyes slightly. Under a gaze that was either firm or reluctant, he took a few steps back and, as if merging into the air, disappeared completely into the bustling crowd and the shadows of the distant buildings in an instant, leaving no trace.

"Yuhao!"

A delicate cry, tinged with sobs, rang out, and the butterfly wings of a girl who bore at least a nine-tenths resemblance to Wang Qiu'er dispersed.

Upon hearing the news, Wang Dong'er rushed over and threw herself at Huo Yuhao's side, wanting to help him up with heartache.

But just as Wang Dong'er was about to touch Huo Yuhao's arm, a dazzling golden light suddenly burst forth from her body.

Huo Yuhao felt a familiar aura that made him tremble again. Then, a flash of golden light appeared before his eyes, and he was thrown away by a great force, crashing hard into the wall in the distance once more, before slowly sliding down like a mural.

This wasn't just an impact on his body; it felt as if his soul had been violently struck. It was as if he had been hit by a familiar soul-crushing attack, and his body had been sent flying by a massive mountain.

The intense pain, from his soul to his body, caused Huo Yuhao's facial muscles to contort, compounding his injuries and nearly causing him to faint.

"Ah! Yuhao, I'm sorry! I... I forgot about the seal again—"

Wang Dong'er was so frightened that her face turned pale, and crystal tears instantly rolled down her cheeks. She wanted to go forward, but she stopped in her tracks, feeling anxious and helpless, on the verge of tears.

Huo Yuhao's vision blurred, his blood churned in his chest and abdomen, and he cursed his father-in-law, whom he had never met but who had imposed so many restrictions on him, a thousand times over in his heart.

Shortly after his official return from the Sun Moon Empire, Wang Dong'er, with whom he had established a relationship through the Sea God's Fate, took him to the Haotian Sect, where he gained many benefits.

Using a bed of rare, ancient ice jade marrow, he successfully raised his soul power level to level fifty.

However, at the same time, Wang Dong'er also absorbed some mysterious treasure left behind by her father, and from then on, her life became tragic.

Let alone more intimate actions, even the most normal thing between lovers, like holding hands, or any physical contact, is repelled by the mysterious seal set up by his future father-in-law, forcing them to connect their soul power even when cultivating Hao Dong's power.

According to Huo Yuhao's own prediction, he estimated that he would only be able to have normal physical contact with Wang Dong'er when he reached the Soul Saint or even Soul Douluo stage.

What kind of mess is this? It's not even as good as when Wang Dong was wearing men's clothing before!

Now even his third senior brother and the others jokingly say in private that he is "only Yuhao can't get in," which greatly upsets him.

Unfortunately, he himself wasn't very ambitious; ever since returning from the Sun Moon Empire, he had been—

Taking a deep breath, Huo Yuhao knew this wasn't the time to think about these things. Moreover, seeing Wang Dong'er's tears, he couldn't bring himself to get angry. He forced a smile through his pain and comforted her, "It's...it's alright—Dong'er, it's not your fault—it was my own fault for not standing properly."

He took a moment to catch his breath, then turned his gaze to Cai Meier, whose face was grave. Ignoring the earnest advice from Tianmeng Bingcan in his spiritual sea, he said, "Dean Cai, I have made up my mind. Before the start of the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Elite Battle Tournament, I will make a trip to the far north."

"Yuhao." Wang Dong'er called Huo Yuhao softly, but received an extremely resolute look in return.

"If you can do it, so can I." He seemed to want to hold Wang Dong'er's hand, but his fingertips flinched, and in the end he only dared to gently hold a slightly wrinkled corner of her clothes.

Their cautious manner was so pathetic that just looking at them made one feel extremely humiliated.

Upon hearing this, Cai Meier frowned as she looked at Huo Yuhao's determined eyes and said, "Yuhao, have you thought this through? Although you can now add five ten-thousand-year soul rings to your second martial soul, the Ice Jade Scorpion, pushing your cultivation to level sixty in the shortest time, it may still have some impact on your future. You should understand that the academy has high hopes for you, and the other elders don't want you to do this either."

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