Chapter 9 Amaterasu, Tsukuyomi

Huo Yuhao sat cross-legged on the ground, his small body enveloped in a torrent of pale green Rakshasa divine power. Zhongli Wu, standing nearby, could sense Huo Yuhao's accumulating soul power rapidly increasing: level thirty-one, level thirty-two, level thirty-three...

"This kid has gained quite a bit from this inheritance..." Zhongli Wu muttered softly. Despite not having any real soul rings, his pure soul power was already comparable to that of a Soul Master.

"It seems that after this inheritance, we need to find a way to get him a suitable soul ring." Zhongli Wu stroked his chin with satisfaction and smiled. The stronger the Holy Son's talent, the more benefits the Holy Spirit Cult will naturally receive in the future.

As time passed, the Rakshasa statue stopped emanating divine power, indicating that Huo Yuhao had completed the inheritance assessment. Zhongli Wu quickly went over, as the Holy Son's gains this time were very important to his Holy Spirit Cult.

Under Zhongli Wu's expectant gaze, Huo Yuhao exhaled a long breath, and his blood-red pupils, rippling with waves, slowly opened, bearing some strange magatama marks compared to his second awakening.

What kind of eyes were these? Just by looking into them, Zhongli Wu felt immense pressure, not from his cultivation level, but from the suppression of his energy level.

He had seen martial souls awaken a second time, but he had never heard of a martial soul awakening a third time.

"How was it? What did you gain besides soul power?" Zhongli Wu asked anxiously.

"I need to test it out." Huo Yuhao stretched, his face expressionless, but in reality, he was overjoyed.

His spiritual power, having been tempered by the power of the Rakshasa God, has reached the peak of the Spirit Abyss Realm. He only needs to take one more step to successfully enter the Spirit Domain Realm.

Huo Yuhao stood up, and a series of cracking sounds came from his bones. Three gray-white soul rings emerged from under his feet, looking rather eerie. This also officially indicated that his soul power had reached the level 40 mark.

A ten-year-old Soul Master—if word got out, how many self-proclaimed chosen ones of heaven would feel ashamed of themselves?

Of course, Huo Yuhao's biggest gain this time was that the divine consciousness of the Rakshasa God Bibi Dong successfully entered his spiritual sea. With the divine consciousness of a first-level god guarding him, Huo Yuhao no longer needed to worry about his spiritual sea being spied on, even on the Douluo plane.

At Huo Yuhao's suggestion, Bibi Dong separated a small amount of Rakshasa divine power and left it inside the Rakshasa statue. This was partly for the Holy Spirit Cult to refine and use later, and partly because she was worried that the statue would lose its function and Huo Yuhao would be suspected.

Huo Yuhao found Zhong Liwu's dumbfounded expression quite amusing. Indeed, for a ten-year-old boy who didn't even have a real spirit ring to reach level forty in spirit power was unprecedented. Even the strongest character in the original Douluo series, the Rotten Salted Fish, wouldn't have had this level of cultivation at the age of ten. Of course, in terms of spirit quality, the Douluo world currently has no one that surpasses the level of the Dragon God.

At the same time, Huo Yuhao was also aware that the rapid increase in soul power would lead to a certain degree of instability in his foundation. In the next year, he had to stabilize his soul power. If possible, he hoped that he could condense the first soul core that Huo Yuhao in the original novel only possessed at the Soul Saint level before his strength reached the Soul King level.

"Master, I apologize for the offense." Huo Yuhao focused his soul power in his eyes and assumed an attack stance.

Zhongli Wu nodded with his hands behind his back. Confident in his own strength at the Super Douluo level, he was not worried that Huo Yuhao could cause him any harm. No one was more suitable than him to be Huo Yuhao's guinea pig for testing his abilities.

Huo Yuhao closed his left eye and suddenly opened his right eye. Caught off guard, Zhongli Wu felt a dizzying sensation, as if he were in a bizarre and surreal space where there were only mountains of corpses and seas of blood. The desolate land was stained red with blood, giving people an extreme sense of fear.

"Illusion?" Zhongli Wu looked around curiously. A skill that could create illusions would be of great help to a spirit-type soul master.

It really is this ability! Huo Yuhao was overjoyed. With his current mental strength, he definitely couldn't cause any damage to a Super Douluo. Moreover, before he had a real spirit ring to use, the mental burden on him was quite great.

"Not bad, not bad." Seeing Huo Yuhao withdraw his ability, Zhongli Wu praised him repeatedly. "Illusion skills rely on surprise when fighting against others. Once the opponent is trapped in the illusion and cannot extricate themselves, they will be like fish on a chopping board."

"Then let's try this, Master!" Huo Yuhao closed his right eye, which was used to cast the illusion, and opened his left eye. A scorching aura instantly focused on Huo Yuhao's gaze and was released towards Zhongli Wu.

Bear!

The flames erupted, instantly igniting Zhongli Wu's body, but he directly unleashed his powerful soul force, forcefully extinguishing the flames.

"This is... the most evil fire?" As the leader of the evil soul masters, Zhongli Wu had naturally heard of this kind of fire. It uses the soul power of soul masters as fuel. Once entangled, unless the soul master who cast the skill takes it back, soul masters of the same level can basically only escape the danger by cutting off the ignited body parts.

Of course, Huo Yuhao was also exhausted after using these two skills. With his current physical condition, using such skills was too taxing.

"Illusion and Evil Flame are both very powerful skills. As your spiritual power cultivation improves in the future, their strength will become even more apparent." Zhongli Wu was very satisfied with Huo Yuhao's skills. At the same time, he placed one hand on Huo Yuhao's back and channeled pure soul power into him as a supplement.

"Thank you, Master!" Huo Yuhao's complexion finally improved a lot after Zhongli Wu's soul power infusion.

"So, these two skills are the abilities attached to the different eyes in your martial soul?" Zhongli Wu asked curiously.

"Yes, I call them Amaterasu and Tsukuyomi." Huo Yuhao subconsciously applied what he had seen on TV in his previous life to these two skills, which were not exactly the same, but completely identical.

"Amaterasu? Tsukuyomi?" Zhongli Wu naturally didn't understand the meaning of the two abilities Huo Yuhao had given them. "It's up to you. Right now, as a Soul Master, it would be too taxing to use them. If you want them to have real combat ability, you first need to add Soul Rings to yourself and become a real Soul Master."

"I will follow the bishop's instructions," Huo Yuhao said, bowing.

"Let's go up. We've been here for most of the day. Your physique is too poor. Starting tomorrow, I'll have someone design a physical training program for you." Zhongli Wu waved his hand and pulled Huo Yuhao back, satisfied.

The abyss altar fell silent once more. What no one noticed was that the surface of the enormous Rakshasa statue, which had occasionally emitted a ghastly green light, gradually became dull and lifeless.

……

After Huo Yuhao returned to his residence, his consciousness immediately sank into his spiritual sea, where a beautiful figure had been waiting for him for a long time.

"Your Majesty!" Huo Yuhao saw Bibi Dong waiting for him and ran towards her, jumping and skipping.

Bibi Dong looked at Huo Yuhao, who was full of childlike innocence, with a wry smile. "You certainly have a rich imagination, adding such a skill to your martial soul."

Huo Yuhao scratched his head. There was nothing he could do. A man is a boy until he dies. In his memory, the best options in terms of his eyesight and his memories were naturally these two. Once his soul power improved, he wanted to play with Gundam!

Amaterasu and Tsukuyomi were naturally things from Huo Yuhao's previous life. They were also skills that Bibi Dong created for Huo Yuhao's martial soul according to his needs. In order to add these two abilities to the martial soul, a lot of Rakshasa divine power left behind by Bibi Dong before her death was consumed.

Zhongli Wu's only regret was that Huo Yuhao did not obtain a divinely bestowed soul ring during the inheritance process. Divinely bestowed soul rings are condensed at the limit of a soul master's absorption of soul rings. In his opinion, if Huo Yuhao could obtain a divinely bestowed soul ring, then Huo Yuhao's first soul ring in the future would be at least a thousand years old. Later, when he came to the inheritance site to refine the Rakshasa divine power, he could even evolve it into a black ten-thousand-year soul ring or even a red one-hundred-thousand-year soul ring.

Imagine the power of Huo Yuhao's nine 100,000-year spirit rings when he reaches the Title Douluo realm in the future. Zhongli Wu would be laughing in his dreams. That's something only that person from ten thousand years ago could do!

However, Huo Yuhao had already made plans for his spirit rings. Regardless of whether the spirit rings followed the original plot, he would not accept anything other than Tianmeng's million-year spirit ring for his first spirit eye!

The reason why Huo Yuhao in the original novel is called "Huo the Cheat" is naturally because the four divine skills of his first soul ring, which were granted by the million-year-old Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm, were too overpowered.

"Leaving the Rakshasa statue means that without the Holy Spirit Cult to strengthen souls through human sacrifices, my divine consciousness will be extremely fragile. Unless absolutely necessary, I cannot help you." Bibi Dong gave Huo Yuhao another heads-up. "When you find that million-year-old giant worm in the future, perhaps you will have a way to stabilize my divine consciousness."

"I understand." Huo Yuhao regained his serious expression. There was still a year left before Huo Yuhao left the Duke's mansion to embark on his journey in the original story. In the next year, Huo Yuhao, who did not plan to absorb soul rings, would directly devote all his energy to body tempering. A strong physique was the foundation for improving strength.

"Holy Son, the leader has ordered that you be allowed to go to bed."

Just as Huo Yuhao was about to go to sleep and rest, the voices of the twin maids rang out from outside the door.

Sleep arrangements? Huo Yuhao's expression was strange. Could it be that these two girls are going to warm my bed? I'm not that old yet!

Filled with doubt, Huo Yuhao opened the door, and a somewhat familiar pretty face immediately came into view.

"Ma Xiaotao?"

I've wanted to give Huo Yuhao these two abilities for a long time. I'll also have him pilot a Gundam in the Douluo Continent in the future, so stay tuned!

(End of this chapter)

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