Douluo Continent, Huo Yuhao who returned from Sekiro

Chapter 27 Meeting in the Sea of ​​Spirit

"As the saying goes, wealth and honor have no roots, but are found through diligence. It is not about valuing a foot of jade, but about valuing every inch of time. After improving your talent, you not only do not slack off, but you also speed up your cultivation. My child, I am increasingly convinced that you can make a name for yourself."

Huo Yuhao sat down cross-legged and had just begun cultivating his soul power when suddenly, his vision turned into a pale gold, and the familiar voice of the old man rang out. Then, he found himself in a pale gold space.

Huo Yuhao looked at the pale golden space in front of him with some surprise. There were many points of light in the space, stretching as far as the eye could see, and his gaze seemed to be able to reach every corner of this space.

Just as he was experiencing the wonder of this space, a sudden storm arose within it, and beams of golden light pierced through.

These golden rays converged into a huge golden halo that floated in mid-air, making all the light spots in the space appear much larger because of its appearance.

A massive golden halo began to slowly rotate. Upon closer inspection, golden feathers seemed to flutter within the halo, and the golden light radiated outwards, growing stronger and stronger until it gradually transformed into a gigantic sphere of light, suspended there. The height and volume of the entire space increased many times over.

The light spots suspended in the air gradually sank below, gathering into a pale golden ocean, carrying the golden sphere of light.

"Huo Yuhao, hmm, a good name." A sudden voice rang out, and then Huo Yuhao's vision instantly narrowed. He subconsciously looked down and saw a phantom version of himself standing above the golden ocean.

"Grandpa, you're not dead?" Huo Yuhao asked, feigning surprise, but a hint of caution flashed in his eyes.

"Child, don't look at me so warily. We're in this together now."

The old man's figure slowly emerged from the golden sphere of light. His face was kind and approachable, giving people a sense of warmth and friendliness, like that of a friendly old man next door.

"This is your spiritual sea. I will have to stay in your spiritual sea for a while from now on, but only if I get your permission. Otherwise, if you have a single thought, I will be removed from your spiritual sea and disappear into the world."

"My spiritual sea?"

Huo Yuhao was somewhat unfamiliar with this term.

"Yes, the Sea of ​​Spirit, simply put, is your own spiritual world, the origin of self-awareness. Let me introduce myself. I am Qian Daoliu, and my current identity is roughly that of a tenant in your Sea of ​​Spirit. Of course, the premise is that you, the landlord, allow me to stay in your Sea of ​​Spirit. The reason I have been staying in your Sea of ​​Spirit without making a sound these past few days is not intentional. It's just because I was too weak at that time and was almost on the verge of collapse at any moment. I was able to recover after recuperating in your Sea of ​​Spirit for a period of time."

Huo Yuhao nodded calmly and immediately began to try to move the Thousand Streams out of his mental sea. Seeing that the huge ball of light in front of him could actually be moved around at will according to his thoughts, Huo Yuhao relaxed slightly and put the ball of light back in its original position.

Looking at Huo Yuhao's cautious expression, Qian Daoliu, who was drenched in cold sweat, calmly wiped away non-existent beads of sweat from his forehead: "You are indeed cautious enough. Very good. Only by being wary of everyone can you go far on this path. It was not my intention for you to stay in your mental world silently for these past few days. However, as compensation, you can ask any questions you want to know. I will answer them to the best of my knowledge. Is that alright?"

Qian Daoliu's tone was sincere. He didn't rely on his age or act superior, and there wasn't even a trace of condescension in his tone. In their negotiation, Qian Daoliu clearly placed himself in a lower position. It has to be said that even if it was just a formality, Huo Yuhao could indeed feel the other party's sincerity.

"Old Master Qian, are you human or...?"

Huo Yuhao immediately asked the first question he was concerned about, but his tone clearly indicated that he was hesitant to speak.

"Haha, you little rascal, you actually want to ask why I provided you with a spirit ring, right?"

Having calmed Huo Yuhao, who was on the verge of being kicked out of his spiritual sea at any moment, Qian Daoliu finally relaxed a little. He stroked the illusory beard on his chin with his left hand and said, "I am indeed a genuine human being, and I was once the owner of the Holy Angel Martial Soul. The reason why I produced a Soul Ring is very simple, because we were in the Spirit Realm at that time."

The owner of the Holy Angel Martial Soul?

Huo Yuhao was slightly taken aback. He seemed to have heard of this martial soul before, but it seemed to be different. According to the rumors he had heard, there seemed to be a person with the Angel Martial Soul on the Douluo Continent, but he had never heard of the Holy Angel Martial Soul.

However, the question that Huo Yuhao was most concerned about was the second half of Qian Daoliu's statement: that they were able to produce soul rings simply because they were in the Spirit Realm, nothing more. Why was that?

Perhaps sensing Huo Yuhao's confusion, Qian Daoliu stroked his beard and said, "Yuhao, do you really think there's an insurmountable gap between humans, soul beasts, and other animals?"

Huo Yuhao couldn't offer any opinion on this issue and could only continue listening to Qian Daoliu's explanation.

"Dajiao should have told you before that the Spirit Realm is the final destination of all souls. Unless a god-level powerhouse intervenes and interrupts this process, everyone will eventually meet in this place where souls wander and gather. Because of this, the distinction between humans, soul beasts, and wild beasts becomes blurred in the Spirit Realm, and many rules of the human world do not fully apply in the Spirit Realm."

"That is why, when my body completely disintegrated, my soul condensed into a soul ring with a lifespan of only 150 years. The reason is simple: I did indeed only live for a little over 150 years back then, hahaha."

Qian Daoliu's explanation was simple and unadorned, but it greatly shocked Huo Yuhao's young mind. Other people's soul rings were produced from soul beasts, but his first soul ring was absorbed from an old man who was over 150 years old. Not only that, the old man could still chat with him in his spiritual sea.

"Alright, I have a few more questions. For example, why can the hundred-year spirit ring you produced provide me with two spirit skills? And why did my spirit ring turn golden for a moment when I released a spirit skill?"

Huo Yuhao admitted that what he had encountered recently had indeed shocked him greatly, but the more he was in this situation, the more he understood that he could not show weakness. So he immediately threw two questions back at Qian Daoliu.

(End of this chapter)