Douluo Continent: The Cataclysm of the Dead - Huo Yuhao

After arriving at the main hall, Xiao Lin gestured for the maid to pour Huo Yuhao a cup of tea before speaking.

"Miss, I'll go and call the head of the family right away."

After speaking, Xiao Lin didn't engage in further conversation with Huo Yuhao, and instead turned and left.

At this moment, Xiao Xiao also quietly explained things to Huo Yuhao.

“Yuhao, my dad may look a bit fierce, but he’s actually a very easy person to talk to. However, he might be a little stern at first because of your background. Just say some nice things to him first.”

Along the way, Huo Yuhao also revealed to Xiao Xiao his goal for this trip: to find a blacksmith.

Upon receiving this news, the expectation in Xiao Xiao's eyes vanished completely, leaving her with a slight sense of disappointment. However, upon reflection, it made sense; the two of them hadn't even gotten to know each other very well before meeting each other's parents.

It certainly seems unlikely or illogical.

However, Xiao Xiao still chose to help Huo Yuhao. After all, she still had feelings for him, and he had saved her life before. She felt that this small favor was nothing more than a small favor.

As Huo Yuhao listened to Xiao Xiao's instructions, he nodded with a light smile. Just then, another figure appeared in the hall.

Huo Yuhao's gaze also fell in that direction.

He was about forty-five or forty-six years old, with his back straight as a pine tree, without a trace of the hunchback of a middle-aged man.

His bronze face was etched with the marks of time, his eyes and brows held a resolute air, his jawline was taut, and his stubble gleamed with a bluish-black sheen.

His skin was dark and shiny, with a layer of oil from sweat. His hair was short and coarse, standing up like steel needles, with a few strands of silver mixed in, adding to his weathered look.

His eyes were not large, but they were sharp and bright, revealing a unique kind of fortitude.

He was only wearing a leather jacket that showed signs of age on his upper body, revealing his bronze skin covered with scars of all sizes.

The moment Huo Yuhao saw this person, he could almost instantly determine their identity.

Xiao Xiao's father, Xiao Yan, is the patriarch of the Xiao clan.

Chapter 112 The Xiao Clan, Xiao Yan

Almost without knowing why, Huo Yuhao felt that the air around him seemed to heat up a little the moment the other person walked in.

I don't know if this is my imagination or what, but the temperature on my skin didn't change at all.

At the same time, when Huo Yuhao looked at Xiao Yan, he also felt a burning gaze fixed intently on him. Indeed, while he was looking at Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan was also looking at Huo Yuhao.

To be precise, Huo Yuhao also felt an overwhelming pressure.

The level of pressure Huo Yuhao felt was almost comparable to that of a Title Douluo.

This proves that Xiao Yan's current strength is at least at the peak of the Soul Douluo level.

There is even a very high probability that he has already stepped into the realm of Title Douluo.

However, this brief eye contact didn't seem to last long because Xiao Xiao was present.

As the figure gradually entered the hall, Xiao Xiao almost subconsciously smiled and then threw herself into the arms of the middle-aged man.

"Father."

When this imposing middle-aged man faced Xiao Xiao's attack, his entire demeanor seemed to soften deliberately.

"So, why did you come back? Did you ultimately decide you didn't like it there, right?"

When Xiao Yan spoke, his tone even carried a hint of hope.

Although he had already received news that Xiao Xiao hadn't been expelled, he still seemed to want to hear the answer. But when the question was asked, Xiao Xiao instinctively lowered her head.

Seeing this, Xiao Yan already had a guess in his mind.

So he simply stopped saying anything more.

Instead, while looking at Huo Yuhao, she continued to softly question Xiao Xiao.

But to Huo Yuhao, her voice and expression seemed separate.

On one hand, there is the tenderness given to her daughter; on the other hand, there is self-examination.

"Father, this is my classmate, and also my savior last time, Huo Yuhao."

At that moment, Huo Yuhao also stood up, walked towards Xiao Yan, and bowed before speaking.

"Young Huo Yuhao greets Uncle Xiao."

As Huo Yuhao approached, Xiao Yan's expression changed almost instantly.

The scrutinizing expression vanished, replaced by a more amiable demeanor.

"Young friend Huo, I, Xiao Yan, will always remember your kindness in Xingdou last time."

These words carried a certain meaning. Although on the surface it acknowledged the favor, Huo Yuhao was not stupid and understood the implied meaning behind the other party's words.

Kindness is kindness, but it also depends on your status when you come here.

At this moment, Huo Yuhao understood the meaning and looked at Xiao Yan, saying slowly, "Uncle, to be honest, I have some things I would like to ask you for a favor."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan couldn't help but raise an eyebrow when he looked at Huo Yuhao.

Although he prefers to be straightforward, Huo Yuhao's immediate declaration of his purpose suggests he intends to use up all the so-called favors he owes him.

However, Xiao Yan didn't mind this at all, because he could communicate with the other party better after he had used up the favor.

Although Xiao Yan knew very well that the debt of saving his daughter could not be repaid by helping her once or twice, at least after helping her once, when facing Huo Yuhao, a Soul Master—or rather, the representative of the Sun Moon Empire—he would feel a sense of responsibility.

That concern didn't affect him too much.

"I would like to ask my uncle to help me forge some spirit-forged metals."

The moment the words left his mouth, Xiao Yan's expression froze briefly before he spoke in utter astonishment.

"Do you know anything about forging?"

It should be noted that in the current state of decline of the blacksmithing industry, even in Gengxin City, which is known as the capital of metal and stone and where the Blacksmith Association is located, there are still many people who do not know anything about blacksmiths.

Those who can name "Spirit Forging" are mostly either blacksmiths or people who already know about it.

What about Xiao Yan's impression of those Soul Masters?

To be precise, all that's left is aloofness.

Even those were just low-level soul masters sent to take away the forged rare metals.

They even looked down on the blacksmith himself.

Actually, for Soul Masters, the difficulty of turning ore into rare metals is not too high.

However, it is ultimately time-consuming and laborious, so they naturally have to focus their time on designing and even building soul tools.

Blacksmiths, in their eyes, were merely those who helped them with this simple forging project. As for associations and the like, they were simply seen as higher-ups, or rather, groups of older people.

According to Huo Yuhao's inquiries, although he did not belong to the Sun Moon Empire, he had joined the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy.

He also demonstrated exceptional talent in the field of Soul Master.

How could such a being understand forging?

It's as if a noble soul master could cook at home, which seems quite absurd.

Seeing Xiao Yan's surprised expression, Huo Yuhao didn't deny it, but simply nodded.

After a brief moment of surprise, this only piqued Xiao Yan's curiosity.

"What do you plan to do with spirit-forged metal? If you're going to forge weapons, this is nothing compared to the melee soul tools that your soul masters forge."

Xiao Yan's tone wasn't sarcastic; it was more self-deprecating.

After all, for Xiao Yan, the fact that he allowed his daughter to go to the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy was not only out of affection, but also because he had a rather nonchalant attitude towards soul tools.

But as the vice president, he couldn't do that, or rather, he couldn't do it in public. After all, it was precisely the emergence of soul tools that led to the blacksmith's position returning to the bottom.

But what Huo Yuhao said next seemed to completely shatter his understanding.

"No, metal is the root of all things, so how can you say that the source isn't important?"

"Forging is about making this source even better, but the current development of soul tools still largely relies on the soul tool core."

"And I need spirit-forged metal to forge myself, because I'm preparing to do something that could potentially upend the entire continent."

The moment the words fell, Huo Yuhao's face showed no surprise, but rather a hint of displeasure.

There's no way around it; how old is Huo Yuhao right now? Just over ten years old.

Although you are a genius, what right do you have to say such things? So, in his ears, it can only be heard as boasting.

However, since it was ultimately in front of his daughter, Xiao Yan decided to give her face.

"Heh, you might be able to do this in the future, but right now, you still need to take your time to reflect."

Xiao Yan didn't offer much instruction; it was more like he was simply giving advice.

Huo Yuhao was somewhat surprised by Xiao Yan's attitude, and at the same time, he looked directly at the other party and asked a question.

"Uncle Xiao, if I remember correctly, before the advent of hidden weapons, the blacksmiths of today are not much different from those of back then. Who would have thought that a teenager carrying hidden weapons would bring the blacksmithing profession to its peak?"

These words made Xiao Yan's brows furrow involuntarily.

He naturally knew who the other person was referring to—it was Tang San, the Sea God, a man who rewrote an era and ultimately even achieved the dual-god symbiosis. Tang San, the Sea God, rewrote an era and ultimately even achieved the dual-god symbiosis.

Even though so many geniuses have emerged in later generations, who can say that they can compare to him?

Not to mention the Tang Clan's hidden weapons they carried, which gave the Heaven Dou Empire a chance to catch its breath in that battle.

If it weren't for this, the Heaven Dou Empire might have already collapsed before Tang San even appeared.

This made even the usually good-tempered man's face darken slightly.

What makes you think you can be that kind of person?

"Empty talk is useless. If you can perform spirit forging, I will prove it to you."

Huo Yuhao was well aware that he didn't have the ability to say those words in his current state. But the moment the actual object appeared, all doubts would be shattered.

Xiao Yan looked at Huo Yuhao in front of him with a calm expression, seemingly without any fear of his identity.

This, however, touched him somewhat, and even gave rise to a fleeting fantasy.

Perhaps? Can this young man really do it?