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

Na'er shook his arm and laughed, "Brother, when are you going to make me grilled fish? I really want to eat yours."

Huo Yuhao raised an eyebrow. In his memory, Na'er seemed very attached to his grilled fish, but his fragmented memories of his past life didn't seem to include Na'er. Furthermore, some of his memories stopped at age twelve or thirteen; he only remembered being Mu Lao's disciple for three months. He appeared to be ten years old now, but this body's memories only spanned a few days, and the original owner was only six. Na'er had escaped with him; they had only known each other for a few days, yet they were willing to give their lives for each other. He even began to doubt whether he had truly been reborn.

"Na'er, why do you think I can grill fish?"

"Because I've eaten it." Na'er tilted her little face up, her eyes curving into crescents as she smiled.

Huo Yuhao thought for a while, realizing he had a story to tell.

They stepped out of the room and saw Su Yuewan chatting with Shen Yi. Shen Yi's smile widened even more when he saw they were awake: "Hurry up and wash up, then come with me. I'll treat you to something delicious."

Huo Yuhao agreed and pulled Na'er into the restroom.

They quickly washed up and followed Shen Yi deeper into the island.

The group arrived at a courtyard where three people were standing outside. Two of them were Yun Ming, the Pavilion Master, and Elder Cai, whom they had met yesterday, and the other was a gentle young woman.

When the girl saw them arrive, a faint smile appeared on her face.

Seeing that they looked well, Yun Ming spoke first: "Na'er, starting today, you will come here every day. My martial spirit is the same as yours—a spear."

As soon as he finished speaking, a long spear appeared in his hand, its tip sharp and exuding a fierce aura.

"Yesterday I saw your spear intent on the Ascension Platform, and it was truly impressive. You actually reached a level that many self-proclaimed geniuses can't achieve—the unity of man and spear. It's a pity your spear technique is lacking. Starting tomorrow, you'll come with me every morning to practice spear techniques, study theory in the afternoon, and learn about battle armor in the evening. It's all very tough, and you can choose to quit."

Na'er looked at Yun Ming's serious expression, then turned to Huo Yuhao, and nodded firmly: "I'm willing. With my brother by my side, I'm not afraid of hardship."

"Good! As expected of someone I value." Yun Ming smiled slightly. "However... your brother probably can't be with you in the morning; he has his own plans, and you shouldn't let him interfere. But you two will be studying theory together in the afternoon and evening."

"Huh?" Na'er quickly became dissatisfied upon hearing his words. "Master, could you...?"

"Sect Master, that's exactly what I was thinking. Then, with whom should I cultivate?"

When Elder Cai heard him ask that question, he chuckled and said, "Aren't you quite self-aware? Even if your martial soul has evolved into the Spirit Eye, with only innate soul power at level seven, you can't really be considered a genius, can you?"

"Moon." Yali interrupted her sternly.

Huo Yuhao was taken aback upon hearing this, and subconsciously touched the back of his right hand. Only then did he realize that his second martial soul, the Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion, seemed to be missing.

He quickly realized his mistake and bowed apologetically, "Elder Cai, you're right. I misspoke. It's already very good that I can cultivate in the inner courtyard. Can I cultivate next to the golden tree in the morning?"

"You!" Upon hearing his words, Elder Cai's face instantly darkened. "Cultivating under the Golden Tree, every single day? Isn't this pushing your luck?"

"Alright," Yun Ming interrupted Elder Cai again, "You can go if you want."

"Thank you, Senior Uncle." Huo Yuhao didn't even glance at Elder Cai, but simply changed his form of address, showing respect to Yun Ming.

Upon hearing his master's name, Yun Ming introduced her, "This is my wife, also the Vice Pavilion Master of the Sea God Pavilion, the Holy Spirit Douluo Ya Li."

Na'er quickly realized what was happening and walked towards Ya Li, saying, "Greetings, Master's Wife!"

"Okay, Na'er, right? Good girl. You must cultivate diligently with Brother Ming from now on." Ya Li squatted down and gently stroked Na'er's little head.

Su Yuewan and Huo Yuhao then realized what was happening and bowed, saying, "Greetings, Vice Pavilion Master." "Greetings, Master's Wife."

"Great, they're all promising talents." Yali smiled. "Come here, let's take a picture together."

Huo Yuhao sat alone beneath the golden tree, the faint golden patterns on his skin shimmering. A golden leaf landed in his hand, which he picked up and pressed to his forehead. The gentle, comforting feeling softened his heart, and his eyes filled with sorrow: "Teacher, Mother, can you see? I have truly become the strongest person on the continent."

He held a photograph in his hand, which showed six people. In the center of the photo were Huo Yuhao and Yun Ming, Ya Li on the left was stroking Na'er's head, her affection for her was undisguised; on the right, Old Cai remained expressionless, while Su Yuewan made a peace sign.

The more Huo Yuhao looked, the more he couldn't hide the longing on his face. A week had passed since he entered Shrek Academy, and this week of study made him realize that he must have transmigrated. His memories were from when he was preparing to leave for the Sun Moon Empire, when his mentor Mu En had also passed away, and now he didn't even have a group photo with his former companions.

His memories would gradually return each night. Every day, he would sit in a daze under the golden tree in the morning, accompany Na'er to class in the afternoon, and help Na'er learn battle armor in the evening. When Na'er meditated at night, he would continue to stare blankly in the direction of the golden tree. He was completely absent-minded.

"Why are you still here?" A hoarse, aged voice sounded from behind, and an old woman dressed in simple clothes appeared beside Huo Yuhao.

"Elder Long," Huo Yuhao quickly stood up and bowed, "isn't it not noon yet? Shouldn't I still be here cultivating?"

Long Yeyue tapped her cane heavily on the ground, her face displeased: "Go cultivate somewhere else, or just wander around. You're wasting the Golden Ancient Tree's energy by cultivating here every day."

Huo Yuhao asked calmly, "Elder Long, it seems the Pavilion Master allowed me to cultivate here, right? You shouldn't have the authority to control this, should you?"

Long Yeyue stiffened, a flash of annoyance crossing her eyes. She, the former head of the Sea God Pavilion, was being contradicted by Huo Yuhao?

She sneered, "A vermin clinging to a dragon's back, trying to fly? You think I can't control you? If it weren't for your sister Na'er, I doubt you'd even get into the inner courtyard, just because you have the shell and name of the Spirit Ice Douluo. I just don't understand why Yun Ming makes you come here to cultivate every morning."

Huo Yuhao's expression remained unchanged; he simply stopped looking at her and walked towards his lodgings. "Oh, then I'll be going. Elder Long, you can go and reason with your senior uncle."

"You!" Long Yeyue gritted her teeth as she watched Huo Yuhao's departing figure. She was so old, yet she was looked down upon by a little brat? If it weren't for Yun Ming's repeated instructions to ignore Huo Yuhao and let him wander around on his own, she would have crippled him immediately and thrown him out into the street.

Huo Yuhao returned to the wooden house, stretched, and opened his door.

"Hmm? Na'er, why are you back so early? Aren't you going to eat?"

Na'er sat obediently on the bed, her hands on her thighs, looking like she had been waiting for him for a long time.

"Brother, my teacher's wife told me to go back and rest early today, so I came back to wait for you."

Huo Yuhao sat down next to Na'er, letting her lean against him: "If you're tired, take a rest. I'll keep you company."

Na'er blinked happily, bit her finger, and asked, "Brother, are you gradually regaining your memories? Have you thought of the older sister who looks a lot like me?"

Huo Yuhao turned to look at the Sea God Lake outside the window and sighed, "No, maybe we met quite late? But thinking about it, I'm a little curious. My former roommate, Wang Dong, seems to be a girl, and our Martial Soul Fusion Skill, 'Light of Rainbow,' also involves a female character."

In his heart, the only one who should know his true identity now is Na'er. He has realized that he has been reborn ten thousand years in the future, but he doesn't know why. Tianmeng Ice Silkworm, Ice Emperor, and Teacher Ilex are also gone. He took Na'er's previous closeness to him as her being like him, someone he knew in a previous life, someone who had been reborn.

In the brief moment of his recollection, he was pushed onto the bed by a powerful force.

"Na'er, what are you doing?" Huo Yuhao looked at Na'er with a blank expression.

Na'er's purple eyes were eerily purple, just like before. I don't know why they turned out this way, and even her whole demeanor changed.

"Brother, if you kiss me, I'll forgive you."