Afterward, Huo Yuhao brought the three of them to tour Mingjie, the Silver Domain, and the Black Iron Domain.
Finally, the five arrived at a special place. All around were multicolored clouds, dazzling in every shade. These clouds were extremely strange, ever-changing—sometimes snowflakes drifted, sometimes fiery rain sprayed down, sometimes arcs of lightning danced among them.
The spiritual qi here contained traces of all natural elements—commonly metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, and lightning, as well as rarer ones like light and darkness.
These elements within the spiritual qi could not be absorbed by soul masters unless the attributes matched—for example, a fire-attribute soul master could absorb the fire element.
Not only would this cause no problem, it would instead bring enhancement—much like how Bingdi and Xuedi cultivated far more efficiently in the Extreme North.
To keep the spiritual qi pure, Mingjie had special formations that filtered out these external "impurities."
The area before them was where all such impurities accumulated. But these weren't trash—Huo Yuhao already had a method for using this "waste."
Huo Yuhao raised his hand and grabbed at the air. A large mass of blue energy separated from the clouds, gathering before them.
When he released it, the others could clearly sense this cluster of energy—pure water element, and extremely cold at that.
The three looked at Huo Yuhao in confusion. Even Bingdi wasn't an exception. What did he mean by this?
"I mentioned before that I can help President's martial soul advance to Ultimate Ice—but there is a prerequisite: you must first reach Rank 90.
Once President reaches Rank 90, I can use the extreme cold energy here to condense your ninth soul ring. If so, your martial soul will have a very high chance of evolving into an ultimate attribute."
"What?"
Huo Yuhao's words shocked the three once again. After the shock came doubt. Condensing soul rings—easy to say, impossible to do.
The soul master system had developed for countless years, yet no one had ever done such a thing. Why should he be able to?
But they had no idea who followed beside Huo Yuhao. Xuedi needed no introduction—the dominator of soul beasts, a peerless existence, the ceiling beneath godhood.
And Tianmeng Iceworm—useless in combat, yes, but its desire to survive was unmatched. It could increase soul ring age, and even created the first intelligent soul ring. These alone proved how deep its understanding of soul rings was.
Pity its bloodline was too weak, and it never put that effort toward its own strength—otherwise it wouldn't have been chased out of the Extreme North by Bingdi back then.
"You can create soul rings? Are you sure you didn't misspeak?"
Even Shui Miaoyun found this hard to believe. Only reincarnated soul beasts could condense soul rings, and they knew Huo Yuhao's basics—twin martial souls. That alone meant he couldn't be a soul beast.
Seeing Shui Miaoyun's doubtful gaze, Huo Yuhao simply released his soul rings—yellow, purple, black, black, red, red.
Six extraordinary rings rose beneath him, especially the last two 100,000-year rings, whose immense pressure radiated openly, unapologetically displaying their power.
Under this pressure, Shui Miaoyun, Shen Yan, and Shen Yan's husband all involuntarily took several steps back, envy flickering in their eyes. This time they weren't shocked—after all, many already knew that Huo Yuhao's second martial soul started with 100,000-year rings.
"My fifth and sixth rings were both self-condensed. Well? Is that enough proof?"
Huo Yuhao pointed at his two red rings as he spoke.
Hearing this, Shui Miaoyun fell deep into thought. Behind Huo Yuhao stood the Body Sect—finding two 100,000-year soul beasts for him wouldn't be difficult.
But she didn't believe Huo Yuhao would lie about something so easily exposed—and besides, he was hardly the type to resort to such cheap tricks.
"President, I can give you time to consider. But I hope you understand—adding flowers to brocade is never as valuable as delivering charcoal in the snow."
His timely reminder made Shui Miaoyun tremble slightly. She quickly lifted her head again—this time, the hesitation in her eyes was gone. Opening her lips slightly, she spoke:
"I can agree to your proposal, Young Master, but there are some things I must make clear first."
"Please, speak freely."
"First, I cannot represent everyone. There may be those unwilling to join Heaven Court with me. I ask for your understanding."
Huo Yuhao nodded. Nostalgia, attachment—perfectly reasonable. Not a problem.
"Second, I hope Heaven Court does not interfere in our private matters, such as marriage. Our Soul Master Guild's disciples refuse political marriages."
Her gaze met his directly, sharp as if she sought to pierce his thoughts.
"Rest assured, President—so long as it does not involve collusion with enemy forces, Heaven Court will not interfere with disciples' marriages."
Huo Yuhao was perfectly calm. He understood—the Guild was full of women, and most were beautiful. Both presidents were women. Naturally, many forces coveted them; if they could swallow the Guild, it would be beauty and resources both.
Still, he didn't bind the matter completely. He wasn't about to pour resources into someone who might turn around and join an enemy sect. That would be ridiculous.
Shui Miaoyun nodded. "Lastly, I must clarify—the Guild has already fallen out with the Snow Demon Sect. If we join Heaven Court, they may hold a grudge against Heaven Court as well."
"Oh? Snow Demon Sect? What conflict do you have with them?"
Huo Yuhao asked—he needed to understand the cause and effect. If the Guild had killed their disciples without reason, absorbing them would be tantamount to challenging Snow Demon Sect.
But this concern quickly vanished. According to Shui Miaoyun, the Snow Demon Sect master's son fancied her niece, Qiu Min, and proposed marriage. After being rejected, he held a grudge and threatened to make the Guild "look good."
Since then, the two forces clashed frequently, the relationship deteriorating further.
After listening, Huo Yuhao chuckled. As long as it wasn't a life-and-death feud, it was fine—and this time, Shui Miaoyun's side clearly had reason. Knowing this, he waved dismissively.
"The Snow Demon Sect is nothing. If they dare stir trouble, I'll make sure they suffer for it. Heaven Court doesn't provoke trouble—but we're not afraid of it."
Shui Miaoyun blinked. Moments earlier, Huo Yuhao felt like a polite, humble, steady junior. Yet his words now carried a domineering edge. The switch was a little too quick…
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