Just now, he had subconsciously paid attention to the old grandpa in front of the dormitory—and was shocked to discover that the other party's Spiritual Power was so vast, it was like a boundless ocean
——This old man's identity is not simple!
[Rewrite Huo Yuhao and Mu En's fate, +5000 Fortune Points!]
Huo Yuhao's eyes narrowed slightly.
Just discovering the other party's identity alone… was already worth as much as the first stage of the Muscle Transformation Manual?
And Mu En, at the very first moment, also noticed Huo Yuhao's probing.
But he didn't care. He just turned over and continued hibernating, still covered with the quilt that Huo Yuhao had given him.
So comfortable.
Seeing this, Huo Yuhao didn't step forward to disturb him, but directly flew toward his own dormitory.
Wang Dong's was inside.
This time he had learned his lesson, and knocked on the door.
"Who?"
"Me."
"Wait a moment!"
Inside came a sound of rustling and moving, and then the dormitory door opened.
Wang Dong's blue-pink hair tips were hanging with droplets of water.
Surprisingly beautiful… Huo Yuhao suddenly shook his head.
This was his roommate! What nonsense was he thinking!
He raised his hand and pulled Wang Dong, who was about to head to class, and repeated Zhou Yi's words.
"What?" Wang Dong was astonished: "Ma Xiaotao gave you a…"
She glanced around cautiously, and pulled Huo Yuhao back into the dormitory.
"A fifty-thousand-year head soul bone? Ma Xiaotao is that generous?"
"I temporarily helped Sister Xiaotao solve her cultivation problem, so this counts as payment." Huo Yuhao explained: "Yesterday you should have also sensed it, I have a cultivation method… Holy Flame Meow Meow Sect… Muscle Transformation Manual…"
He roughly explained the whole beginning and end.
Huo Yuhao then invited: "Wang Dong, your Clear Sky Sect should also have cultivation methods, but after comparing yesterday, they are not as good as the Muscle Transformation Manual of my Holy Flame Meow Meow Sect. So, do you want to become a disciple of our sect, and I'll teach you the Muscle Transformation Manual?"
Wang Dong touched his forehead, his mind running too fast, almost overloaded.
This…
He had thought that Huo Yuhao's martial soul mutating and evolving one after another was already a huge fortune.
But he hadn't expected there was still more!
If this Holy Flame Sect was truly as Huo Yuhao said—joining the sect directly gifted such a broken cultivation method…
Then what kind of foundation must it have?
And as the Young Sect Master of the world's number one sect, he had never even heard the name of this Holy Flame Meow Meow Sect? Wang Dong felt there was something wrong, but couldn't figure it out.
So he simply didn't think further.
He said tactfully: "Yuhao, you also know my two uncles' status, I'm afraid I cannot join this Holy Flame Sect."
"It doesn't conflict." Huo Yuhao had already prepared: "My Holy Flame Meow Meow Sect's management is loose, other sects can also be joined. It's just like apprenticing to multiple teachers. I can make the decision that if in the future the Clear Sky Sect and the Holy Flame Meow Meow Sect come into conflict, you can freely choose your side."
These words made Wang Dong look deeply at Huo Yuhao.
You can make the decision?
Aren't you also just an ordinary disciple?
There's something fishy! But since they had been honest with each other yesterday, and now Huo Yuhao even gave such a promise…
There was no need to nitpick at the trivial branches.
"Alright, I'll join."
[Rewrite Wang Dong's fate, +25000 Fortune Points!]
Huo Yuhao grinned broadly.
Heh!
No wonder he felt inflated—earning Fortune Points felt ridiculously easy.
In just this short while, he had already earned half a piece of the Emerald Spirit Phantom Eye skull.
——Though in truth it was a whole piece, Zhuge Lan had eaten half as a "service fee."
"Little Yuhao, don't forget the initiation ritual." Zhuge Lan suddenly reminded.
This instantly sobered Huo Yuhao up.
Again…?
Could it be that every single disciple who joins in the future, all have to go through this?
"Of course, since it's an initiation ritual, everyone has to do it." Zhuge Lan chuckled.
Huo Yuhao's shoulders instantly slumped, only feeling his future pitch-black.
"What's wrong, I agreed and you're still not happy?" Wang Dong asked strangely.
"No… it's just that there's still a process to go through." Huo Yuhao said despairingly: "Anyone joining the sect must recite the oath slogan before the secret manual can be taught."
Wang Dong's heart grew secretly alert. This sounded more and more like a cult!
Was it brainwashing with a slogan?
Or forcing him to swear eternal loyalty?
But after Huo Yuhao sent him the "Sixteen-Character True Words" through Spiritual Transmission—
Wang Dong fell silent.
He looked at Huo Yuhao in disbelief. You're serious?
Huo Yuhao sighed and nodded. I'm serious.
Wang Dong: (￣∠￣)丿
Confirmed.
This Holy Flame Meow Meow Sect was purely for comedy, not even a bit cult-like!
"Since it's the rule, fine then."
"Holy Flame shining bright, Holy Flame blazing high, all my disciples, meow meow meow meow!"
After Wang Dong finished shouting, he looked around guiltily.
Seeing that it was inside his own dormitory, his sense of shame slightly lessened.
Then he glared at Huo Yuhao. "Now it's done, right?"
"Let's begin." Huo Yuhao spread his arms: "First enter fusion soul power state, then I'll teach you the Muscle Transformation Manual."
Wang Dong fidgeted a bit, lowering his head as he embraced Huo Yuhao.
The first time feels awkward, the second time gets familiar, the third time you're already old friends.
The two quickly entered the state, Huo Yuhao opened Spiritual Sharing, personally teaching the Muscle Transformation Manual.
Wang Dong's talent was beyond doubt, and with the help of fusion soul power—
It only took one hour for him to grasp the Muscle Transformation Manual.
After running it for another hour, faint black spots were expelled from his fair skin.
This confirmed that he had fully entered the sect.
Huo Yuhao summoned Moonlit Night, Twenty-Four Bridges, bringing out a pile of Vajra Arhat Fruits, held aloft with his Spiritual Power.
He explained their effects to Wang Dong.
Wang Dong didn't decline much, simply accepted them.
The two each took out one Vajra Arhat Fruit and swallowed it, clearly feeling the impurities expelled by the Muscle Transformation Manual being drawn out faster and deeper.
Huo Yuhao then took out the Emerald Spirit Phantom Eye skull and pressed it onto his head.
"Then I'll start absorbing the soul bone now. During this time, I'll trouble you to watch over things."
Wang Dong thought of something, his gaze dodging away.
"Do you even need to say that? Hurry up!"
Huo Yuhao smiled knowingly.
As the Emerald Spirit Phantom Eye skull was pulled by his soul power and melted into light spots fusing into his head—
He suddenly remembered something—seemed like he had an appointment with Sister Xiaoya and the others, to have grilled fish tonight? But before he could think more—
The agony of soul bone fusion surged like a tide. Grilled fish and such were not things he had the energy to think of now. His whole body entered vibration mode, trembling violently.
But that was all.
Compared with the soul-rending torment of awakening Spiritual Power, this was nothing but a minor frost and wind.
This surprised Wang Dong.
——He had already prepared to let Huo Yuhao "borrow his strength" again.
Unless it was an extremely compatible soul bone, soul bone fusion pain was never easy.
For Huo Yuhao to look this calm…
Was it because this head soul bone was very compatible?
Or was it that yesterday's pain from Spiritual Power mutation was far more terrifying!
After watching intently for nearly half an hour, and confirming that Huo Yuhao could endure, Wang Dong closed his eyes, calming his mind, immersing himself into Martial Soul Fusion and Muscle Transformation Manual cultivation.
After a while—
Strands of ice-blue threads floated out from Huo Yuhao's brow, weaving together into the enormous cocoon from yesterday.
"Little Yuhao, if you leave your brother, what will I do?" The Skydream Iceworm said proudly.
"I can take care of that." Zhuge Lan cut in, making the former glare.
So angry!
But the problem was, Zhuge Lan really was "capable of everything." As long as there was enough Fortune Points, then it, the Skydream Iceworm, was nothing more than an "add-on."
Annoying!
It couldn't help but look up at the gray-golden light sphere in the sky—that third martial soul fellow, when was it going to wake up?
It badly needed an ally!
...
Perhaps because they cultivated the same method, or perhaps because their Martial Soul compatibility was simply too high—
The soul bone, which normally required several days to fully absorb, was completely fused in just half a day. Huo Yuhao's soul power smoothly broke through one level.
——The Emerald Spirit Phantom Eye skull was spiritual attribute, so the soul power it carried wasn't much.
But the boost to Spiritual Power was…
Let's put it this way—
His Spiritual Power was so immense, it couldn't even all be converted into Spiritual Force. The two forms of energy coexisted together in his spiritual world.
Huo Yuhao felt that right now, he was frighteningly strong!
At least…
Invincible among the same rank?
Zhuge Lan curled his lip—You're really not all that terrifying.
An Illusionist can fight across two minor realms. Converted into Douluo Continent levels, that's two major realms, twenty levels of soul power.
That is to say—
The current Huo Yuhao, at level 16, when using Spiritual Power, had actual combat strength of level 36.
If you added in the unpredictable nature of Spiritual Power, the illusionist's ever-changing tricks, then if a three-ring Soul Elder didn't have some spiritual defense methods, there would be no escaping a first-strike kill.
——And against an Illusionist, sheer numbers had no meaning.