Douluo Continent, Reborn: Yuhao and the Silver Dragon Keep Their Appointment

Su Yuewan herself was unaware that she had actually broken through from level 10 to level 21. She felt inexplicably sad, and her power was strangely abundant. She couldn't even absorb soul spirits, so how could she possibly think about breaking through to soul power?

She quickly caught up with Aunt Su, her eyes fixed on Huo Yuhao, trying to glean an answer from him. She instinctively felt that Huo Yuhao was no ordinary person.

As she watched, she suddenly froze. But quickly, her blue-violet eyes regained their sparkle, though she felt a little dizzy. She clearly saw—just moments before, Na'er had abruptly turned and glared at her.

Just one glance.

The overwhelming dragon's might made it hard for her to breathe, and the gaze, a mixture of extreme possessiveness and grievance, sent a chill down Su Yuewan's spine. But in an instant, Na'er turned her head away.

Huo Yuhao and Aunt Su were unaware of the change in the surrounding atmosphere; they simply stared expressionlessly at the father and son.

In the center of the spirit transfer room, a soft white light emanated from the spirit transfer master's hand: "Little Hao, don't be afraid, your martial spirit will definitely be excellent."

Huo Yuhao nodded, then looked at the Spirit Transmission Master.

The white light in the Spirit Master's hand instantly ignited, shooting into the sky like a burst of fireworks, bringing dazzling brilliance to the Awakening Room. The white light slowly dissipated in the air, and Hong Hao clearly felt the changes in his body. He closed his eyes, and the phantom of a wild boar slowly appeared behind him.

The fat man nodded in satisfaction upon seeing this. His son had perfectly inherited his martial spirit in this respect.

After the white light completely dissipated, the spirit master nodded in satisfaction: "Your innate soul power is decent, level six."

The chubby boy jumped up excitedly. The older fat man was also extremely excited. He himself only had a level 5 innate soul power, and at 55 years old, he had only just reached level 51, not even possessing a battle armor. Now, his son had a level 6 innate soul power, which meant that he could at least cultivate to the level of Soul King, and if he worked hard, he might even have a chance to possess a battle armor.

Looking at their jubilant expressions, Huo Yuhao felt a slight ripple in his heart. What if his martial spirit or soul power wasn't as high as theirs? What about Na'er?

He didn't have time to think, nor did he dare to think too much. He shook off Na'er's hand and walked forward alone.

He walked up to the spirit medium and said, "Uncle Spirit Medium, isn't it my turn now?"

The spirit medium nodded gently.

But the "wild boar" next to him started yelling again: "You piece of trash, what are you pretending to be so aloof for? I bet you don't even have any soul power! You might as well live off a woman your whole life! But if you marry your sister to me, maybe I can reward you with some wealth and luxury!"

Even Huo Yuhao himself couldn't believe these words came from a six-year-old child named Honghao. How could he say such things about Na'er? How could he be so vicious?

Huo Yuhao slightly raised his eyes, and his eyes instantly turned deathly gray.

The spirit medium, annoyed by their offensive language, said impatiently, "Please be quiet, or get out!"

Upon hearing this, the chubby boy stopped making a fuss and stared intently at Huo Yuhao with a mocking look.

Huo Yuhao ignored them and took one last look at Na'er before awakening his martial soul.

Na'er, I will definitely awaken a powerful martial spirit to protect you.

But what he saw next was alarming: Na'er was crying, and Aunt Su was wiping away her tears and comforting her. Huo Yuhao's mind went blank for a moment; his first thought was that the father and son's words had made Na'er cry.

Na'er is just a little girl; she must be very vulnerable inside. Why treat her like this?

His eyes had turned completely gray, yet they faintly radiated a sacred power. Just as he was about to erupt in anger and attack, a faint white light suddenly descended from the sky.

Has your martial spirit awakened?

Huo Yuhao murmured to himself, "I must awaken a good martial soul for myself..."

The grayness in his eyes slowly faded, replaced by a faint light that flickered on his forehead and in his eyes. But in the blink of an eye, that light burst forth, illuminating the entire awakening room in a matter of moments.

The spirit master's face immediately lit up with ecstatic joy: "What kind of martial soul is this? It seems to be emanating from his eyes. Could it be the Spirit Eye? But even a Spirit Eye martial soul wouldn't emit such a powerful light! This is definitely a promising talent with innate full soul power!"

The two fat men froze on the spot upon seeing this. They knew better than anyone that if Huo Yuhao truly possessed extraordinary talent, he would definitely be accepted as a disciple by the higher-ups of the Spirit Pagoda, and then they would be in deep trouble.

Su Yuewan, on the other side, was also stunned, her hand still suspended in mid-air wiping Na'er's tears. She knew that even someone with innate full soul power shouldn't cause such a commotion.

Influenced by this power, two illusory purple spirit rings instantly appeared beneath her feet, only to vanish moments later. She herself didn't even notice them; a faint silver moon pattern flashed across her forehead.

Na'er was still crying, her small hands covering her face, her complexion pale and bloodless. She didn't care at all what kind of martial soul Huo Yuhao could awaken. Whether he was a genius or a waste, she would protect him.

But the moment Huo Yuhao shook off her hand, she clearly felt what despair was.

Her thoughts were instantly pulled back ten thousand years. The last time she saw him, he had turned and left in the same way, and from that moment on, Hao and Na were no more. With that turn, Huo Yuhao lost his memory and ended up with Tang Wutong at the Sea God's Fate. Even when she sent the auspicious beast to investigate, the beast itself fell in love with Huo Yuhao and sacrificed itself for him. In the end, she lost everything, and even after he became a god, she never saw him again…

With that flick of his wrist, she could clearly sense that Huo Yuhao would likely abandon her again soon.

Anxiety, longing, fear, and resentment overwhelmed her instantly.

Just then, an accident happened.

Huo Yuhao clearly felt that his eyes seemed to be sealed by something, and even the third eye on his forehead that had just opened vanished instantly. The golden light plummeted, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

But the blood that fell to the ground instantly froze into ice.

His eyes were bloodshot, his face was pale and weak, and he looked like he was about to collapse at any moment.

With a soft "plop," he was caught steadily by the spirit medium. The spirit medium's eyes were complicated, and his face was full of regret.

Huo Yuhao quickly stood up in the Spirit Master's arms. Although he was still weak, he managed to steady himself.

But the next moment, he was suddenly tackled to the ground by Na'er.

The warm touch landed on his lips, and the sweet, milky scent instantly stimulated his senses.

"Well……"

Huo Yuhao quickly pressed Na'er's head against his shoulder, finally able to catch his breath. His face was flushed, his ear tips so red they looked like they could bleed, and he roared, "Na'er, what are you doing!"

Before Na'er could reply, he noticed something strange about the surrounding space—everyone around him seemed to have stopped moving.

A soft sob sounded on his shoulder. He looked down and saw that Na'er was still crying.

"Brother, please don't be angry... I promise I won't do anything reckless again... I won't force you to do anything anymore... Look into Na'er's eyes and tell her you like Na'er, okay?"

He looked up at Na'er's purple-blue eyes. Her eyes were slightly swollen and red, with most of them misty, making her look like a purple-blue orchid after a heavy rain.

With a bang.

The surrounding space shattered like glass.

Huo Yuhao felt an indescribable pain all over his body. The spirit master and Aunt Su quickly helped him up, and Su Yuewan also looked at him with concern.

Before he could react, he heard the Spirit Master's words. Those words, filled with a deep sigh, pierced Huo Yuhao's heart like a dagger.

"Innate soul power... Level 1."