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

Chapter 87 Muye: I must consider whether this is the only chance I will ever have in my life!

"Just as I expected—"

Seeing this, Huo Yuhao maintained a calm and unhurried demeanor, dealing with the sudden pressure of soul power with composure.

If it were an ordinary Soul Master, facing such overwhelming pressure, they would probably have subconsciously released their Martial Soul and Soul Power to resist, and might even have been overwhelmed and unable to breathe.

But Huo Yuhao knew perfectly well that this Sect Master of the Body Sect must want to see the purest Body Power in him, who was also a Body Martial Soul holder.

Therefore, he did not release any soul power to resist. He relied solely on his hardened and rock-solid body to remain unmoved under this powerful pressure, his figure as upright as a pine tree, without the slightest sway.

The pressure of soul power surged towards Huo Yuhao like a tide, and the air in the private room seemed to be compressed and solidified, even the light seemed somewhat sluggish.

Mu Ye stared intently at Huo Yuhao, his eyes sharp as an eagle's.

He tried to catch a trace of panic, a trace of resistance, or even the slightest hint of emotion on Huo Yuhao's face.

But Huo Yuhao remained calm.

A faint, composed smile even graced his lips, as if what was approaching him was not the overwhelming pressure of a Soul Saint, but merely a gentle breeze.

"This—how is this possible?!"

A storm raged in Makino's heart, and the seriousness in his eyes was instantly replaced by deep shock.

The soul power pressure he released had already reached the Soul Saint level!

But this young man, who seemed to be only at the Soul Master level, actually withstood it with his bare body, without changing his expression or losing his composure!

His physical strength has actually surpassed that of an ordinary Soul Emperor?!

After the initial shock, an overwhelming joy spread through Makino's heart like wildfire.

The Body Sect has a history of ten thousand years, and what it values ​​most is the compatibility between the physical body and the Body Martial Soul.

Huo Yuhao's physical strength and mental fortitude are simply tailor-made to be the successor and restorer of the now weakened Body Sect!

Such talent and such a foundation are better than any of the Body Sect disciples he has ever seen, and even far surpass his own back then!

"Good! Good! Good!"

Mu Ye silently praised Huo Yuhao three times in his heart, his gaze burning like magma, full of undisguised admiration and ecstasy.

He almost couldn't resist asking Huo Yuhao to become his personal disciple, to impart all his knowledge and even the position of sect leader to him.

But just as that thought was about to slip out, a blow from reality extinguished most of the burning flame that had just ignited in his heart.

"No, he's a core disciple of the Spirit Pagoda—"

Makino's eyes suddenly dimmed, and an indescribable sense of regret and helplessness welled up in his heart.

How could he forget that Huo Yuhao is now a core disciple of the Spirit Pagoda, and his connection with the Spirit Pagoda is already deeply rooted?

Although the Spirit Pagoda and the Body Sect no longer have direct enmity, they are ultimately two different forces with different stances and ideologies.

A prodigy like Huo Yuhao would surely be nurtured by the Spirit Pagoda as a pillar of the future. How could they possibly let him switch to the Body Sect?

Given Huo Yuhao's character and vision, once he has chosen the Spirit Pagoda, he is unlikely to easily switch allegiances.

"Sigh—" Makino sighed softly to himself, the ecstasy on his face gradually fading, replaced by a complex expression—

There was shock, there was joy, and there was also lingering regret.

Such a perfect successor of the Body Sect, yet he is already in the Spirit Transmission Tower. It's simply a cruel twist of fate!

He slowly withdrew his soul power pressure, and the stagnant air in the private room finally began to circulate again.

If the level of soul power pressure were to be raised further—even though the teaching principle of the Body Sect is "to push people to their limits," Makino really didn't want to put so much pressure on a nine-year-old child.

If Huo Yuhao can't hold on, he'll be the one who loses face; if Huo Yuhao can hold on—he'll be the one who loses face even more.

Looking at Huo Yuhao, who remained calm, Mu Ye said with a hint of barely perceptible melancholy in his voice, "Young friend Huo, I deeply admire your physical strength and talent for cultivation."

"You flatter me, senior." Huo Yuhao still had a gentle smile on his face, and his tone was calm and unhurried.

"you----"

Makino opened his mouth, but then swallowed the words back, and a clear hesitation reappeared in his eyes.

Winning over a core disciple of the Spirit Pagoda is a risky endeavor.

The Spirit Pagoda is currently very powerful, and if this causes displeasure between the two major forces, it may not be a good thing for the Body Sect, which is already gradually declining.

But then I thought, if we miss out on such a genius who is a perfect match for the Body Sect’s legacy and is not allowed to inherit my mantle, the Body Sect may really be without a successor!

This unwavering commitment to preserving tradition ultimately outweighed all concerns.

Mu Ye: Now that Huo Yuhao is right in front of me, I have to consider whether this is the only chance I will ever have in my life!

After a moment's hesitation, Mu Ye seemed to have made a huge decision, his eyes suddenly hardening as he asked, "Young friend, are you curious about my true identity?"

Huo Yuhao could clearly see the struggle and hesitation in his heart.

However, he did not point it out, still pretending to be ignorant, and replied in cooperation, "I am indeed a little curious. Senior, you are on the surface Master Zhenhua's personal chef, but just now you were able to release such a powerful soul force pressure to test me, you are definitely not as simple as an ordinary chef."

Upon hearing this, Mu Ye no longer hesitated. With a wave of his hand, a condensed soul force instantly spread out, forming an invisible protective shield around the private room, completely isolating the inside from the outside.

After doing all this, he said in a deep voice, "Young friend, have you ever heard of the Body Sect?"

"Of course." Huo Yuhao nodded, his tone carrying just the right amount of respect. "The name of the Body Sect has resounded throughout the entire Douluo Continent for ten thousand years. It is a top sect standing at the pinnacle of the continent. How could I, a junior, not have heard of it?"

Huo Yuhao's words seemed to touch a sore spot in Mu Ye's heart, and a trace of undisguised desolation instantly appeared on his face.

Back in the day, the Body Sect was so glorious. Now it has declined to this state, forced to hide behind the scenes, with even the sect leader himself having to use the identity of a "chef" to conceal himself.

The contrast is so stark that it's truly disheartening.

However, this sense of melancholy quickly passed.

Mu Ye composed himself and spoke again, his tone still extremely solemn: "My name is Mu Ye, and I am the current sect leader of the Body Sect."

"I've never liked beating around the bush, and there's even less need to hide things from a younger person like you."

He looked directly into Huo Yuhao's eyes, his gaze burning and earnest. "So, I'll be frank—I wonder if you, young friend, would be willing to join the Body Sect and inherit my mantle, and indeed the mantle of the entire Body Sect?"