"Not bad." Zhuge Lan said with satisfaction, "You're finally starting to look like a proper protagonist."
"All thanks to you, Brother Lan, hehehe—" Huo Yuhao grinned stupidly.
The Skydream Iceworm's eyes were full of envy.
A power that could leap across two entire ranks!
If only it had met Zhuge Lan earlier, awakened spiritual force...
It wouldn't have ended up as some "battery," drained for tens of thousands of years!
And with such tremendous growth in strength, luck value naturally rolled in.
[Fate of Huo Yuhao altered, +17,500 Fortune Points!]
That's right.
Counting both the Emerald Spirit Eye Skull and his power-up, it was "only this much."
Zhuge Lan didn't mind.
Yuhao's actual level was only 16. He'd gain more luck when leveling up and collecting rings.
He was more curious about something else—
"Little Yuhao, what soul bone skill did you get?"
"It's Spirit Storage!" Huo Yuhao said excitedly. "I just tested it. I can even store spiritual force! And I only filled less than 1% with all my current spiritual force! Too bad it can only store one type of energy. Mental power can't be stored together with it."
"Not an offensive one, huh." The Skydream Iceworm sighed. "Little Yuhao, what you lack right now is a one-hit finishing move."
"It's good enough." Zhuge Lan was satisfied. "According to Little Yuhao's estimation of the storage capacity, even a four-ring Soul Ancestor could be drained dry if they don't have a trump card."
"Whoa! I'm already that strong?" Yuhao was overjoyed.
"What did you think? Spiritual force awakened with 100,000 Fortune Points—could it possibly be weak?" Zhuge Lan said proudly.
"Brother Lan, you're awesome!!" Yuhao howled, voice cracking.
Zhuge Lan was filled with satisfaction.
This character was finally molded; now it was time to bulldoze forward, opening the main character's harvest mode.
Once enough Fortune Points piled up, Zhuge Lan's plan could finally…
"Hey!" Wang Dong's voice came from outside. "Didn't you finish fusing? Hurry it up already. I feel gross all over and need a bath!"
Huo Yuhao's spiritual force was powerful now; multitasking was nothing.
He returned to reality.
There, his fair-skinned roommate Wang Dong had already turned into a little black man—his skin coated in a thick "armor" of impurities, twisting around uncomfortably.
For someone with a cleanliness obsession, it was pure torture.
"Uuugh—"
Huo Yuhao vibrated his spiritual force at high frequency, shattering the filth on their skin, compressing it into a fist-sized black ball.
Wang Dong, terrified, bolted at lightning speed, diving into the bathroom and refusing to come out.
Huo Yuhao was used to it.
"Alright, you wash. I'll head to the bathhouse."
"Got it, go already." Wang Dong's voice came back.
Huo Yuhao left. As the dorm door opened, a wild gust blew, sucking out the foul stench in the air.
As for that little impurity ball, Huo Yuhao had planned to throw it away.
"Hold on," Zhuge Lan suddenly said with a spark of inspiration. "This stuff seems useful. From now on, all disciples must collect and hand them in."
"Ah?" Yuhao was dumbfounded. "What use could this possibly have?"
Zhuge Lan grinned.
"Think about it. What can impurities do?"
"What use…? Side effects?"
"They block meridians, lower cultivation efficiency, even prevent people from cultivating. If you injected this into an enemy's body, wouldn't it reduce their soul power circulation? If they can't expel it, wouldn't their talent drop permanently? Wouldn't cultivation become hellishly difficult?"
Boom!
Huo Yuhao's brain exploded, leaving him dazed.
This…
"Holy sh*t!" the Skydream Iceworm cursed. "Anyone who becomes your enemy is straight-up cursed!"
"Keep the praise coming." Zhuge Lan puffed up smugly.
"Was that praise??" the Iceworm spat. "Your shamelessness is also invincible! From now on, you're my big bro!"
"Hahaha, then as your eldest brother, stick with me. If I've got soup, you'll have dishes to wash!"
"..."
The Iceworm went silent, muting itself.
Huo Yuhao stored away the impurity ball, his mind still buzzing.
It felt like a new world had been opened to him.
For example…
"Brother Lan, using your logic, couldn't Spirit Sharing also be used to flood an enemy's brain with useless information? With my boosted thinking speed, same-level opponents wouldn't keep up. Wouldn't that throw them into chaos?"
"Oh?" Zhuge Lan's eyes gleamed. "Quick on the uptake! That move's pretty good. Go try it on that old man downstairs. I'll exchange a data pack for you."
"Zhuge Lan, can you act human for once?!" the Iceworm shrieked. "That's at least a Title Douluo down there! You're sending Little Yuhao to his death!"
"Relax. The stronger Little Yuhao performs, the happier he'll be." Zhuge Lan said confidently.
Huo Yuhao glanced downward—
The old man wrapped in blankets on a recliner.
So yesterday when he came back, he'd already sensed something strange.
He was actually a Title Douluo?
But since he stayed at Shrek Academy, he should be "one of us."
After some thought, Huo Yuhao decided:
Better to wash up first.
Challenging someone while stinking like this would be disrespectful.
He used spiritual force to control ten brushes at once—quick wash, quick rinse, done.
Huo Yuhao returned, bowing to Mu En.
"Grandpa, your strength is immense. Could I trouble you to help me test a self-created soul skill?"
Mu En cracked an eye open, gazing at the youth brimming with vigor.
"Promising young man… Very well, this old one will play with you."
"Thank you, Grandpa. Please be ready!"
Huo Yuhao gave a warning.
First Soul Skill: Spirit Sharing!
He forcibly linked their minds—then dumped all of Zhuge Lan's 1 Fortune Points "weird data pack" straight into Mu En's head!
Even the well-traveled Mu En froze for a second.
Because—
"Stepbro I'm Stuck"!
"From Doctor to Astronaut"!
"Rich Dad Poor Dad"!
"Security Analysis"!
"Epstein Files"!
...
All sorts of bizarre, unexpected "knowledge," screaming nothing but chaos.
Even the 99th-rank Extreme Douluo Mu En was stunned silly.
It took him over a full second to recover, before staring at Huo Yuhao with a strange expression.
——Don't underestimate a second!
For an Extreme Douluo, that was more than enough to wipe out several Title Douluo.
"These… knowledge, are they all from that Holy Flame Meow-Meow Sect of yours?" Mu En asked, weirded out.
"Uh, yeah." Huo Yuhao forced a nod.
Inside his spirit world, he was screaming: Brother Lan, you're gonna make me die of embarrassment!
What the hell kind of books are these?!
"If it's not strange, how can it win?" Zhuge Lan countered.
Huo Yuhao was instantly silenced.
The old and the young looked at each other in silence.
After a long while, Mu En finally said:
"Your sect is… truly unconventional."
Huo Yuhao's toes curled so hard they dug into the ground. He wanted to escape so badly…