Douluo Continent: Outwitting the Ceiling of Wisdom - Yuhao Faks His Death for Ten Thousand Years

As a mortal with emotions and desires, he sometimes felt that as a fourth-ring Soul Master, he did not enjoy the preferential treatment commensurate with his strength.

But at this moment, holding this heavy card, Guanglong suddenly felt that all those years of ordinary police career had been worth it!

What made him feel it was "worth it" was not just the value of the ten-thousand-year soul exchange certificate itself, but also the incomparably precious recognition that this gift carried.

He remembered what the little boy looked like.

What kind of powerful background does that boy have that allows him to casually give away such a precious item as a gift?

"Donghai Academy..."

Guanglong murmured, then solemnly put the card away.

After finishing his meal, he suddenly stood up and decided to ask his older brother, Guangbiao, about the identity of the little boy.

Guanglong would never accept such a precious gift so easily without thanking him properly in person.

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After leaving the "Muffled Beef Shop," Huo Yuhao quickly reunited with his companions and continued strolling along the snack street.

They ate until their bellies were full, then took a leisurely stroll to digest their food before heading back.

Before parting, Xie Xie and Huo Yuhao exchanged contact information.

After spending the night together, they became friends.

After Xie Xie left, Gu Yuena also said goodbye to Huo Yuhao and the other two, and took a ride-hailing car back to the Spirit Pagoda in Donghai City.

It must be admitted that, as the dignified ruler of all soul beasts, the Silver Dragon King, she is almost becoming addicted to the conveniences and warmth of human society.

What about breaking free from dimensional constraints and regaining former divine power...?

All these grand ambitions for the soul beast race seem to pale in comparison to the ease and comfort of strolling and chatting with that "reincarnated god" and newly made human friends in the food street.

The car was moving smoothly. Gu Yuena was comfortably leaning back in her seat, scrolling through her phone. The moment such a depraved thought of "beastiality" popped into her mind, she couldn't help but shudder and quickly shook her head, trying to shake the thought off.

"Thinking like that won't work... I still can't let my guard down."

However, it's no wonder that Di Tian now prefers to interact with humans, and even when he returns to the Star Dou Great Forest, he habitually wears a sharp suit...

She composed herself, her gaze falling thoughtfully on the chat history of the "Starry Sky Forest Core Group".

Over the past three months, during television interviews in her Spirit Pagoda room, she has seen the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King appear in human form countless times, giving a serious speech.

Meanwhile, Huo Yuhao, Meng Hongchen, and Ye Guyi also took a car home.

After Gu Yuena and Xie Xie left, Huo Yuhao remained silent in the car, simply gazing at the scenery outside the window.

Inside the car, Meng Hongchen and Ye Guyi naturally noticed that Huo Yuhao was different from usual tonight.

"Yuhao, are you alright?"

In the back row, Meng Hongchen sat next to Huo Yuhao and asked him with concern via telepathy in the mental channel.

Ye Guyi, sitting in the passenger seat, glanced at Huo Yuhao in the rearview mirror, a hint of worry flashing across her face.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Looking out the car window, Huo Yuhao turned around, smiled slightly at the two women, and at the same time held Meng Hongchen's small hand tightly.

Feeling the warmth in his hand, Huo Yuhao calmly looked ahead at the vehicle and continued speaking through the mental channel:

"I just feel... although my cultivation is still in the early stages of recovery, I'm not really a child anymore, and my cultivation is recovering very quickly, so perhaps..."

He paused for a moment, and a firm belief based on some kind of conviction appeared in his eyes.

"Perhaps life shouldn't be as leisurely as it is now, like other Soul Master children."

Upon hearing Huo Yuhao's words, Meng Hongchen and Ye Guyi both widened their eyes slightly, unsure of what to say for a moment.

Soon, the car stopped at its destination.

As soon as the three of them got out of the car, Meng Hongchen took Huo Yuhao's hand, and Ye Guyi gently tightened her grip on his other arm.

"Yuhao... I think things are fine as they are now." Meng Hongchen's voice was low, her gentle tone tinged with heartache. "We all saw how tired you were ten thousand years ago. Isn't it good that you can relax a little now?"

"Sister Meng'er is right." Ye Guyi said seriously, with a hint of reproach, "If you're worried about breaking through to godhood in the future, that's no reason not to relax now."

Huo Yuhao stood in front of his house, his heart warmed by the genuine concern of his two family members.

He chuckled softly, his gentle tone tinged with a hint of helplessness:

"You're exaggerating. I just think that maybe we can start doing something meaningful now... for our country ten thousand years from now, and for this world."

"Of course, it's okay to relax," he paused, his gaze serious, "but you can't be too lax."

After saying that, he took Meng Hongchen and Ye Guyi by the hand and walked into the house.

As soon as I entered the living room, a figure sprawled on the sofa came into view—it was Xiao Hongchen, who had just returned home from his forging class.

"We're back, bro~"

Meng Hongchen leaned closer and playfully poked his limp arm.

Xiao Hongchen turned his head with difficulty, nodded weakly with his chin, and couldn't even muster the energy to reply.

"It seems Brother Xiao has been through quite a bit in the forging class again today."

Ye Guyi sighed softly, her tone tinged with understanding and sympathy, "Is learning forging... really that tiring?"

Huo Yuhao chuckled, walked behind Xiao Hongchen and began massaging his shoulders, while explaining to Ye Guyi:

"After all, forging is essentially a physically demanding task, requiring a significant amount of soul power and mental strength... Good luck, Brother Xiao! We'll be relying on you for all the forging metals we need from now on!"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Hongchen could only slump on the sofa, utterly dejected, and reluctantly nodded.

This is understandable—his physical abilities are no match for a monster like Tang Wulin, who possesses the bloodline of the Golden Dragon King. For him, forging is indeed a physically demanding task.

However, unlike Tang Wulin, who possesses immense power and a forging talent favored by the plane, Xiao Hongchen relies on his ultimate perception and control of metal, taking the path of attaining enlightenment through skill.

While rubbing his shoulders, Huo Yuhao glanced at Ye Guyi and Meng Hongchen, who were already sitting on the sofa.

The leisure time at night is a great time for family members to connect and strengthen their bonds.

"By the way, where is Grandpa?" Meng Hongchen looked around but didn't see Jing Hongchen.

"He should be cultivating in his room, or researching contemporary soul guidance technology." Huo Yuhao stopped what he was doing and sat down in the middle of the sofa. "Now that we've come ten thousand years into the future, Grandpa must be very interested in the development of soul guidance technology."

"By the way, Yuhao," Ye Guyi suddenly remembered something and turned to him, "you mentioned earlier that you wanted to do something meaningful, what exactly did you mean?"

Huo Yuhao's eyes flickered slightly, and he remained silent for a moment.

He then thought of the policeman named Guangbiao.