Reborn in Douyi: Huo Yuhao and his wife kill Tang San!

"Perfect!" Tianmeng Ice Silkworm and Huo Yuhao were both satisfied.

Outside, Huo Yuhao's soul power level has been breaking through one after another thanks to the feedback from his million-year soul ring.

Moreover, his already powerful spiritual strength, enhanced by his rebirth, underwent a qualitative leap under the nourishment of the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm Soul Ring.

The cultivation of the Purple Demon Eyes naturally broke through the bottleneck, leaping from the "Overall View" realm to the "Microscopic View" realm.

In the sea of ​​spirit, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm laughed triumphantly:

"Hehehe, Yuhao, how does it feel? Enjoyable? This time, I've completely shattered your foundation. Level 15 soul power, the Subtle-level Purple Demon Eye, four top-tier mental soul skills, and..."

"A blank ice-type martial soul. Twin martial souls, just around the corner! Hahaha, aren't I awesome?"

Huo Yuhao slowly opened his eyes: "Brother Tianmeng, thank you."

"Don't be so polite with me!" Tianmeng Bingcan chuckled. "From now on, I'll live in your luxurious 'spiritual ocean view room,' eat your food, use your things, and we'll be even."

Wang Dong'er had been anxiously watching Huo Yuhao. Only when she saw him wake up and his breathing was stable and significantly stronger did she finally feel relieved.

She quickly stepped forward, knelt down, and carefully examined Huo Yuhao's condition:

"Yuhao, how are you feeling? Is anything bothering you? Did the spirit ring absorption go smoothly? What is your spirit skill?"

Huo Yuhao felt a warmth in his heart when he saw Wang Dong'er's concerned eyes, and briefly explained the matter of the soul skill and the prototype of the ice attribute martial soul.

Wang Dong'er's beautiful eyes sparkled, and she was overjoyed when she heard about "Heavenly Dream Domain" and "the prototype of the second ice-attribute martial soul".

She couldn't help but pick Huo Yuhao up and kiss him on the cheek: "That's great, my little Yuhao is the best."

The two then discussed their next plan in hushed tones.

"Yuhao, your first spirit ring is far beyond what ordinary people can imagine, and your foundation is extremely solid."

"Next, should we find a safe place to accelerate your cultivation using the 'Power of Vast Winter' and wait for your soul power to increase further, or... go directly to the far north to find a suitable 'core' for your nascent ice-attribute martial soul so that it can truly awaken?"

Wang Dong'er gently stroked Huo Yuhao's soft blue hair, her eyes full of tenderness and inquiry.

The far north is fraught with danger, but if Huo Yuhao can develop his second martial soul as soon as possible, it will be a qualitative leap in his strength.

Huo Yuhao pondered, a thoughtful expression on his young face that seemed out of place for his age.

Just as he was about to speak, a strange feeling struck his soul without warning.

It was a throbbing sensation originating from the depths of one's blood, a stirring of the threads of destiny.

Familiar, intimate, and warm, yet tinged with indescribable sadness and longing.

He suddenly raised his head, his spiritual eyes opening instinctively, a pale golden light swirling in them as he gazed at the dense forest to his side.

Wang Dong'er also instantly sensed something amiss; it wasn't hostility, but rather a... peculiar aura.

She followed Huo Yuhao's gaze.

A figure slowly walked out from where the light and shadows intertwined in the woods.

She was a girl who looked to be about twelve or thirteen years old.

Her figure was beginning to take shape, and she wore a simple and neat light gold outfit that accentuated her youthful and energetic curves.

What's most striking is her long, smooth, blue-pink hair, tied into a neat ponytail at the back of her head, swaying gently with her steps.

Her skin was as white as jade, and her features were exquisite, especially her blue-pink eyes.

Her eyes were clear and bright, but now they were filled with shock and intense emotions as she stared blankly at Huo Yuhao, who was being held in Wang Dong'er's arms.

Qiu'er!

Wang Dong'er's pupils contracted slightly as she instantly recognized the face that bore an eight or nine-tenths resemblance to her own, yet possessed a completely different aura.

Memories of her past life surged back—it was her, Wang Qiu'er!

How did she get here? Was she reborn too? Or... is it the pull of fate?

A complex mix of emotions welled up in Wang Dong'er's heart: surprise, realization, and a hint of... a faint jealousy that she herself hadn't anticipated.

When she felt Xiao Yuhao in her arms stiffen noticeably, his bright blue eyes fixed on the girl as if she were the only person left in the world, a feeling of jealousy quietly arose.

Di Qiu'er seemed not to see Wang Dong'er; her entire attention was occupied by that small figure with blue hair and blue eyes.

Six years have passed since she followed the mysterious guidance deep within her destiny and resolutely chose to take human form.

In the past six years, relying on the heritage and talent of the auspicious beast, her cultivation level has soared to the thirty-fifth level Soul Venerable.

Di Qiu'er traveled and searched on the edge of the human world, but she could never find the aura that haunted her dreams.

Even today, in this Starry Sky Forest, that familiar, soul-stirring resonance of destiny points so clearly to this place.

Qiu'er approached step by step, her steps unsteady. In her beautiful blue-pink eyes, tears quickly gathered, turning into glistening drops that rolled down her fair cheeks.

Her lips trembled slightly, carrying a deep longing that transcended life and death, and time:

"Yuhao...is...is that you?"

This call shattered Huo Yuhao's composure completely.

"Qiu...Qiu'er!" Huo Yuhao's voice was clearly choked with sobs as he struggled to get down from Wang Dong'er's arms.

Wang Dong'er sighed inwardly, forcibly suppressing her jealousy.

She understood Huo Yuhao, and even more so, she understood what Qiu'er meant to Huo Yuhao—it was a deep affection interpreted with her life, an irreplaceable bond.

Since she loves him, she should accept everything about him, including those important people in his heart.

Moreover, in this life, she will not let regrets repeat themselves.

She displayed the magnanimity and composure expected of an "official wife," gently releasing her arms and placing Huo Yuhao steadily on the ground. She even gently pushed his back and softly said, "Go."

Huo Yuhao glanced gratefully at Wang Dong'er, then took a few steps and ran towards Di Qiu'er.

Di Qiu'er could no longer restrain herself. She squatted down, opened her arms, and tightly embraced the small figure that was rushing towards her.

"Qiu'er! It really is you!" Huo Yuhao hugged her tightly, burying his face in her shoulders and neck, which had a faint fragrance, and tears silently streamed down his face.

"Yuhao... Yuhao..." Di Qiu'er sobbed uncontrollably, repeatedly calling his name, her arms tightening as if she wanted to meld him into her body.

She greedily inhaled Huo Yuhao's scent; the resonance of their souls made her absolutely certain that this was the person she had been waiting for for six years.

"Fate's guidance was right after all... We... we've met again..." she said haltingly, tears soaking the fabric of Huo Yuhao's clothes on his shoulder.

The two embraced tightly, as if trying to make up for the time they had been apart.

Sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting its glow upon them and creating a deeply moving scene.