“What did you say?
Huo Yuhao didn’t come to class today?”
At dusk, outside Class 3.
Hearing the answer from a Class 3 student, the sibling pair Meng Hongchen and Xiao Hongchen felt like the sky was falling.
A male student shrugged.
“Yeah.
Lots of students wanted to see that guy Huo Yuhao today.
But sorry, Teacher Shi Xuan said Huo Yuhao won’t be coming to class again until the holiday.”
There were some things this male student didn’t say: even if Huo Yuhao did come to class here, Meng Hongchen and Xiao Hongchen were destined to miss him anyway, because after every class, no one could ever find a trace of Huo Yuhao.
Many people knew Huo Yuhao liked to study in the library, but the academy’s library was so huge.
Aside from a few lovesick girls, who would actively seek out where Huo Yuhao was studying?
Since class had just ended, many people around were startled by the commotion here.
“Who are they?
They actually have white hair!
Especially that girl, her eyes are red.
So pretty!” “I don’t know.
Probably here to look for Huo Yuhao.
There’ve been at least hundreds, if not a thousand, people strolling by our class today, especially lots of pretty girls.
That guy Hajihao is so damn enviable.” “I think I know who they are.
White hair, red eyes.
They seem to be that sibling pair from the upper years.
The ones who were hailed as the empire’s once-in-a-millennium soul engineering genius siblings.” “Crashing the party?
No way, right?
Huo Yuhao doesn’t look like someone who would provoke these two.” “Tch, big boobs no brains.
Can’t they just be here to make friends?
After all, Yuhao broke the empire’s record.
Maybe it’s a mutual appreciation between geniuses.”
Ignoring the surrounding chatter, Xiao Hongchen sighed helplessly.
“Nothing we can do, Meng.
Even your big bro didn’t expect that guy Huo Yuhao to be absent.”
Meng Hongchen pouted her small lips, puffing her cheeks angrily.
“I don’t care!
I put down my soul tool research for today anyway.
Since I didn’t get to see Huo Yuhao, you have to compensate me, big bro!”
“Okay, okay, okay.
How about I take you to the Royal Auction House outside the academy?”
“Fine.
But it’s really a pity I didn’t get to see that Huo Yuhao.
I heard from those girls that he’s really handsome.”
“You’re just lusting after his body, aren’t you, Meng?”
“I am not, you idiot big bro!”
“Heh~”
Worship Hall, Kong Deming’s residence.
“Teacher, are you sure I have to soak in this?”
Looking at the medicinal bath bubbling with green froth in front of him, Huo Yuhao felt like the sky was falling.
Are you sure this thing won’t boil me alive?
“Stop talking nonsense, brat!
I used who-knows-how-many spiritual herbs in here!
It solidifies the foundation, cultivates vitality, cleanses the marrow, and improves physical fitness, yet you’re here being picky with me.”
Kong Deming grabbed Huo Yuhao by the scruff of his neck.
“Get in there!”
The anticipated scalding sensation didn’t hit.
Feeling his physical fitness continuously strengthening, along with the medicinal power constantly nourishing his meridians, Huo Yuhao took off his soaked clothes and immediately immersed himself in cultivation.
Watching this scene, Kong Deming shook his head with a chuckle.
“Brat.
Swallowing two pills in a row at once…
It seems using medicinal baths to solidify his foundation for a while is unavoidable.”
Two hours later.
Feeling his physical fitness improved by at least twenty percent, Huo Yuhao couldn’t control his smile.
“Teacher, will I get this medicinal bath every day from now on?”
The corner of Kong Deming’s mouth twitched instantly, and he scolded with a laugh.
“Keep dreaming!
Do you know how much manpower, material resources, and wealth it took to prepare just this one medicinal bath?
Be secretly happy you get one once a week!
Every day?
In your dreams.”
That works too.
Old Huo wasn’t greedy.
Once a week was already great.
After all, even the core descendants of top-tier great families might not get to enjoy this level of treatment.
“Oh right, I see you’re about to reach level 20.
When the holiday arrives, Teacher will have someone accompany you to hunt a suitable spirit beast.
Spiritual-attribute spirit beasts are rare, but there are quite a few in the Evilspirit Forest.
When the time comes, Teacher will choose the most suitable one for you, and we’ll try to arrange one right at your limit for the age.”
Evilspirit Forest?
Huo Yuhao frowned.
He knew he’d have to cross this bridge sooner or later.
But if he did that, his plan to go to the Far North with Skydream to persuade the Ice Empress to sacrifice herself would be delayed.
My name is Huo Yuhao, and I’m about to start lying again.
“Teacher, actually, my second martial soul is not an ordinary tool martial soul.
It can engrave certain traits, and simultaneously grasp a faint trace of the power of fate.”
Seeing his teacher’s expression remain normal, Huo Yuhao continued, “Although my second martial soul hasn’t fully awakened yet, my martial soul’s instinct tells me that there is an opportunity waiting for me in the unseen world.
So, during this holiday, I want to follow my second martial soul’s guidance and obtain the opportunity that belongs to me.”
Engrave traits?
And grasp a trace of the power of fate?!
Kong Deming had never heard of such a thing.
Just what level of tool martial soul was this?
Could it be a martial soul favored by gods?
But that shouldn’t be.
Although his disciple’s Spirit Eyes martial soul was rare, it hadn’t undergone a secondary awakening.
The two didn’t match!
“Yuhao, summon your second martial soul and let Teacher take a look.”
Curious.
Kong Deming was incredibly curious right now.
Last time he had only taken a cursory glance and couldn’t see through it at all.
Now he had another chance.
If it was truly as his disciple said—that the martial soul possessed a trace of the ability to sense fate, plus the attribute of engraving traits—that would truly be incredible.
Without hesitation, Huo Yuhao summoned the Bell of the End.
Aside from the twelve zodiac signs and four sacred beasts already present on it, the two bell patterns exclusive to [Strong Luck] and [Fate] had also emerged upon it.
In addition to those, there were eight unawakened bell patterns slumbering on the martial soul.
After looking at it for a long time, Kong Deming still couldn’t figure it out, and asked directly, “Yuhao, how do you know this second martial soul of yours has the ability to engrave traits?”
Knowing his teacher would ask this, Huo Yuhao explained, “Because the first spirit beast for my Spirit Eyes martial soul possessed a spiritual attribute.
So, after obtaining the first spirit ring, somehow it acted upon my second martial soul, and the Bell of the End was also engraved with a spiritual attribute.”
Kong Deming somewhat accepted this explanation.
“Earlier, Jing Hongchen said your first spirit skill, Yuhao, could be called a divine skill.
Come, let Teacher experience it.”
Shrugging, Huo Yuhao used Spirit Detection Sharing again.
As his soul power had now reached level 19, the ability of this spirit skill had also greatly increased.
“Good, good, good.
Jing Hongchen and the others were right in their evaluation.
This spirit skill is indeed worthy of being called a divine skill.”
Setting aside its advantages for soul tool research, just this skill’s sharing and growth attributes alone…
In the later stages, the strategic auxiliary capability of a god’s-eye view, aiding in full-domain coverage and group buffs, would be enough to deliver a subversive strike to any tactical system.
Of course, the first spirit skill still couldn’t prove much.
To ensure his teacher believed him, Huo Yuhao controlled the Bell of the End and executed a faint [Fate] echo.
“[I heard the echo of fate!!]”
(END CHAPTER)
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