Huo Yuhao had gone out to purchase a batch of alloys.
Beneath a stretch of shade, he encountered a young girl with short golden hair.
Her features were delicate and refined, and her bearing was exceptionally elegant.
Huo Yuhao was naturally gregarious.
He waved and said, “Good morning, miss.”
The girl responded gracefully in a soft voice: “You’re the one who defeated Shrek Academy yesterday, aren’t you?
Huo Yuhao?
Truly an impressive figure.
Let me introduce myself—I’m Yu Mengdi, from Zhengtian Academy.”
Standing before Huo Yuhao, Yu Mengdi felt a warmth like a spring breeze brushing her face, so she spoke quite openly to him.
“I hope that today, I too can create a miracle, just as you did yesterday.”
So her match was today!
From Yu Mengdi’s words, Huo Yuhao gleaned the key information: in today’s matches, she would be facing someone from Shrek.
Huo Yuhao studied Yu Mengdi’s delicate features, paused for a moment, and warned her: “Miss Mengdi, that was no miracle.
I’m in considerable trouble right now.
If you encounter anyone from Shrek, try to avoid them as much as possible!
And also—in this place, try not to reveal your martial soul before others.”
Yu Mengdi smiled gently.
“Let’s not talk about that.
You can probably tell, Brother Yuhao, that I don’t have the ability to do what you did.
But I must prove myself on this stage.
Because many things are beyond my control.”
Clearly, Yu Mengdi was not one to heed advice.
She turned and headed to a restaurant to order breakfast.
In recent years, the Star Luo noble Le family had proposed a marriage alliance with the Angel family.
To free the family from the shadow of being branded remnants of the Spirit Hall, the family elders had gladly accepted.
In that war ten thousand years ago, when the Sea God had eradicated the “evil Angel God” on behalf of peace and justice, the Le family’s ancestor had been a Star Luo general who died on the battlefield for the Tang family—a staunch warrior for the slave system.
If the marriage alliance between the Angel family and the Le family were completed, the Angels would naturally be freed from the stigma of “sinful blood.”
But Yu Mengdi did not want to marry someone she did not love.
To remain with her family, she had to prove herself in this tournament.
As she turned away, she secretly wiped her tears.
Watching Yu Mengdi walk away, Huo Yuhao swept a glance at the bustling crowd and felt a pang of melancholy.
At that moment, the morning sunlight filtered through the treetops, casting dappled shadows across his face.
Without lingering, Huo Yuhao hurried toward the auction house.
After eating breakfast and arriving at the arena, Yu Mengdi saw that Shrek had sent up a young sword-wielder from whom she could sense no soul power fluctuations.
Instantly, a warning bell rang in her heart.
“Zhengtian Academy, Yu Mengdi.
Name yourself!”
“So you’re a remnant of the Spirit Hall.
Listen well—I am Chen Zifeng, one of the current Shrek Seven Monsters!
Today is your last day as a soul master!” The young man’s expression was dark.
“But the Sea God is merciful after all.
If you kowtow to me now and admit defeat, I might consider sparing your life.”
“Let’s fight!” Yu Mengdi clearly had no intention of playing along with Chen Zifeng’s desired script.
BOOM!
It was like a thunderclap!
Chen Zifeng slashed out a beam of sword light.
The sword intent was fierce and overbearing, covering the entire arena—like a thunderbolt striking down, shaking the very soul!
This was Chen Zifeng’s martial soul, his path to the Way—the Soul-Chasing Sword.
Beating her white wings behind her, the airflow propelled Yu Mengdi aside like a shooting star.
The sword light fell, leaving a rift in the ground a thousand feet deep and stretching ten paces.
After evading that strike, Yu Mengdi charged toward the young man.
Simultaneously, her first soul ring lit up, followed by her second.
“First Soul Skill: Divine Twin Swords.”
“Second Soul Skill: Holy Sun Cross Slash.”
Two streaks of golden light interwove before Yu Mengdi into the shape of a cross, and the wings behind her spread elegantly.
A brilliant halo immediately radiated from the cross.
But in the next instant, Chen Zifeng vanished from before her.
Hearing the sonic boom behind her, Yu Mengdi knew it was the sound of his sword descending and leaped to the side.
Pfft!
Chen Zifeng’s swordsmanship was exceptional—he immediately shifted his attack and pierced a bloody hole in Yu Mengdi’s body.
This was the current generation of Shrek’s Seven Monsters—a Soul Emperor-level powerhouse!
Chen Zifeng’s assault did not stop.
His figure flickered and vanished once more, then reappeared with his chilling Soul-Chasing Sword descending upon Yu Mengdi.
Retreating ten paces quickly, feeling the pain from the wound in her rear, Yu Mengdi’s face turned ashen.
A sharp cry escaped her lips: “Angel, Divine Seal Slash!”
These five words were uttered in five distinct pitches.
With each syllable, the twin swords in her hands emitted a clear hum.
At the final “slash,” the two swords merged into one!
A fierce sword light formed a massive blade over ten meters long and three meters wide, shielding Yu Mengdi before her.
“BOOM…”
Like thunder shaking the soul, the sound erupted again as the cross-shaped blade was shattered by Chen Zifeng.
Yu Mengdi’s arms were severed, blood spurting and flying through the air!
In the next moment, the girl was lifted by the throat by Chen Zifeng, her disheveled hair fluttering in the wind.
Then, like a fallen star, she was hurled off the arena stage.
Overwhelmed by searing pain, dizziness, and nausea, Yu Mengdi lost consciousness.
With a burst of soul power, Chen Zifeng shook the blood and filth from his Soul-Chasing Sword and stood in the center of the arena, sword in hand.
“Shrek Academy wins!” Jing Hongchen’s voice came from the referee’s stand.
Below the stage, several gazes from the shadows, fixed upon the lingering sacred aura on Yu Mengdi’s body, all turned sharp and fierce.
After his overwhelming victory, Chen Zifeng was ecstatic.
He looked toward the direction of Tang Wutong in the spectator stands and thought: “Did you see that, Divine Maiden?
How outsiders insulted my Shrek’s divine descendants yesterday, today I make these lowly beasts taste the same suffering tenfold, a hundredfold!”
“Those who dare not stir trouble are mediocrities—the essence of Shrek is manifested in me!
Surely I am the fated son you have come to choose!” From afar, Chen Zifeng saw a glint of sharp light in Tang Wutong’s eyes.
The more he thought about it, the more his mind soared with elation.
He awaited the match when Huo Yuhao would stand before him.
The image of Huo Yuhao from yesterday resurfaced in his mind: “You beast who defiled Shrek’s ten-thousand-year glory—wait.
I will end you in a single move!”
That morning, Huo Yuhao had gone to the auction house and, finding that the item he was waiting for had not yet gone up for bidding, bought some ordinary alloys and returned to Room 411 of the Mingyue Hotel.
Seeing Snow Lady return, he immediately handed her a milk bottle.
“Snow Lady, how did your matches go this morning?” Huo Yuhao asked.
“Not bad.
But those members of the Holy Spirit Sect team are not easy to deal with,” Snow Lady said softly.
A cold gleam flashed in Huo Yuhao’s eyes.
“Against the Holy Spirit Sect, you don’t need to hold back.
Slay them on the spot.”
“But you said the Holy Spirit Church is powerful in this Sun Moon Empire…” Snow Lady was puzzled.
“Times change,” Huo Yuhao chuckled.
“You’ll understand in the future.”
Before carefully observing Xu Tianran in this life, Huo Yuhao had naturally dared not provoke the Holy Spirit Church in the Sun Moon Empire in the slightest.
But yesterday, during the confrontation between Long Xiaoyao and Xuan Zi, Huo Yuhao had never stopped using his divine sense to observe Xu Tianran—and he now knew that the Holy Spirit Church was not as untouchable as Shrek.