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

"Level One..."

Huo Yuhao repeated this sentence to himself.

Having only level one innate soul power, doesn't that mean he's a waste? If he's a waste, what right does he have to protect those around him? What reason does he have to stand by Na'er's side?

Then, the words that broke him down rang out again.

"His martial soul must have mutated... He was originally a promising talent with innate full soul power. His martial soul should be the Spirit Eye, but just now, I seemed to sense that his martial soul had three eyes, which must have caused the mutation."

The Spirit Master's gentle yet regretful voice rang out, but to Huo Yuhao, it was nothing but utter despair.

Was I originally a genius?

At this moment, Huo Yuhao cried out in his heart in despair.

Why is God treating me like this? Am I not worthy?

He no longer dared to even consider accepting Na'er's feelings. He was a useless piece of trash. He could sense that Na'er's martial soul was absolutely powerful, perhaps even possessing innate full soul power. Yet, when Na'er expressed her feelings to him just now, he felt both happy and nervous. But now, how could he possibly accept it?

He's plain-looking, from a poor family, and he thinks he can be happy just because he and Na'er depend on each other and are in love? Or because he's a fallen genius? Ridiculous. How can someone with such a huge difference in social status possibly be happy?

Huo Yuhao was still in a daze when a mocking voice rang out from behind him.

"Hahaha, that scared me to death! I thought he was a real genius, but he's just a good-for-nothing! Oh, so he's a fallen genius?"

"How are you going to protect your sister in the future? With your level one innate soul power? If she gets bullied, you'll just stand by and be a coward, right?"

"Let me tell you, Huo Yuhao, this is all you'll ever be! A useless gigolo your whole life! Once I become a Soul Emperor and a Soul Saint, I'll snatch your sister away and make her my wife! Then you'll be kneeling before me, watching me personally torture her!"

A mocking laugh, laced with filth, came from the mouth of the chubby boy, Honghao.

Huo Yuhao finally erupted. An endless fire burned within him; he was unwilling to accept defeat.

But before he could get angry, he saw the little fat boy's tongue suddenly start moving uncontrollably in his mouth.

Honghao panicked instantly; his tongue was suddenly out of his control. Seeing this, the fat man quickly pressed his hand on Honghao's shoulder, channeling his soul power to check on his condition: "Little Hao! What's wrong? Are you alright? Stop it!"

Honghao reached into his mouth and fiddled with his tongue, but it somehow got tied in a knot. With a tearing sound, half of his tongue fell out of his mouth.

The bloody scene made Huo Yuhao's stomach churn, and he quickly reached out to cover Na'er's eyes beside him.

Aunt Su was about to cover her eyes when she realized that Su Yuewan's eyes were already fully open. Her blue-purple eyes, with a faint moon pattern, were calm and serene as she quietly gazed at the chubby boy.

The spirit master's expression instantly turned serious. If word got out that something like this had happened in the spirit transmission tower, it would surely ruin his reputation.

Upon seeing this, the large, fat man shouted excitedly, "Who did this?!"

His eyes were filled with anger. He first glanced at Huo Yuhao—who was covering Na'er's eyes, showing no other expression. His gaze shifted, and he angrily looked at Su Yuewan beside him: "It must be you!"

A surge of overwhelming rage erupted within him. The next moment, five spirit rings lit up beneath his feet, three yellow and two purple. Behind him appeared a gigantic wild boar with bloodshot eyes, sharp tusks, and a gaping maw, charging fiercely towards Su Yuewan.

Su Yuewan was stunned for a moment, not expecting him to dare to make a move in the Spirit Pagoda.

Seeing this, Aunt Su instantly conjured two yellow spirit rings beneath her feet. She released the rings and tackled Su Yuewan to the ground, facing the wild boar's charge head-on.

The fangs slammed into Aunt Su with a bang. Aunt Su felt her vision go black and she crashed into the wall, losing consciousness.

Upon seeing this, the spirit medium immediately pressed the alarm and shouted sternly, "What the hell are you doing! Stop it right now!"

But the fat man had completely lost his mind and shouted, "Die, all of you!"

He then charged at Su Yuewan again.

Su Yuewan was quite frightened, and two purple soul rings slowly rose from beneath her feet—millennial soul rings!

At this moment, the Spirit Master only hoped that reinforcements would arrive quickly. He himself didn't possess much combat power; he was merely a support-type Soul Master. This incident happened so suddenly that he hadn't had time to react at all.

This little girl looks only ten years old, yet she is a second-ring Soul Master with two thousand-year Soul Rings—she's a genius! If she were injured in this accident, causing her cultivation to decline and her foundation to become unstable, it would be a huge loss for the Spirit Pagoda!

Huo Yuhao saw the fat man freeze when he saw the spirit ring at Su Yuewan's feet. But then, his fifth spirit ring lit up, his powerful aura surged instantly, and his fangs became thicker and sharper as he charged at Su Yuewan again.

Seeing this, Huo Yuhao couldn't care less about anything else. He patted Na'er's head and rushed straight towards Su Yuewan.

"Brother, no!"

By the time Na'er reacted, Huo Yuhao had already stepped in front of Su Yuewan. She watched as the sharp fangs aimed at Huo Yuhao, and a wave of helplessness, blankness, confusion, powerlessness, pain, sorrow, and anger instantly overwhelmed her. Her beautiful eyes were now filled only with fear.

With a soft "pfft".

Fresh blood gushed out.

Huo Yuhao collapsed onto Su Yuewan with a thud.

But just then, a silver light suddenly appeared behind Huo Yuhao.

"Who do you think you are? How dare you lay a hand on my disciple?"

The enormous wild boar vanished like a grain of sand, instantly turning into a bloody mist that dissipated into the air. The fat man also disappeared without a trace.

The one who made the move was an elderly woman. She held a cane in her hand, her face was gentle, but her aura was so powerful that it was suffocating.

She slowly turned her head to look at Huo Yuhao and Su Yuewan, and nodded: "Hmm, this kid has guts. Wan'er? Are you alright?"

Huo Yuhao wasn't seriously injured, just a little shaken. Hearing the old woman's words, he slowly turned to look at her: "It's alright now, don't worry."

The old woman's gentle voice rang out again, and Huo Yuhao finally came to his senses. He suddenly realized that his position seemed a little off—he was lying in Su Yuewan's arms, smelling the comforting scent of white flowers, and his head had just been resting on the softest part of her body.

His face flushed instantly, and he looked somewhat flustered. He quickly got up and helped Su Yuewan up.

Su Yuewan's face showed no displeasure; instead, she looked at Aunt Su by the wall. Aunt Su wasn't seriously injured; she was already sitting on a stool, receiving medical treatment from a healing soul master. Many guards from the Spirit Pagoda stood outside the door; it seemed they had arrived too late.

She sighed inwardly, then looked at Huo Yuhao with a sweet smile: "Thank you, Yuhao. I shouldn't have said those things about you before."

Looking through the blindfold she had removed into her clear blue-violet eyes, Huo Yuhao felt a surge of emotion. He scratched his head. "Sister, I think what you said also..."

Then, as if he had just thought of something, Huo Yuhao suddenly turned his head to look in Na'er's direction.

He had just turned his head when a soft little figure bumped into his arms. Na'er's voice, trembling with joy, rang out in Huo Yuhao's arms: "Brother, thank goodness, you're alright... I thought you didn't want Na'er anymore... Waaah, why don't you cherish yourself? Na'er hates brothers like that. It's a good thing that guy is dead, otherwise he would have been beaten up horribly by Sister Gu Yue..."

Huo Yuhao gently patted Na'er's head and asked softly, "Who is Sister Gu Yue?"

Watching their heartwarming scene, Su Yuewan smiled happily. She removed her blindfold, revealing stunning blue-purple eyes. Long eyelashes drooped below her eyelids, and her delicate features, paired with those unique eyes, made her exceptionally beautiful.

She looked up at the elderly woman and said respectfully, "Mr. Cai, I'm alright now, thank you so much."