Shrek City, Spirit Pagoda Headquarters, the 101st floor library.
Huo Yuhao had been sitting quietly at a mahogany long table by the window for two days.
Outside the window was the city's grand scenery and drifting clouds, while inside there was only the slight sound of pages turning and the silhouette of the youth reading intently.
Spread out on the smooth tabletop were three heavy volumes: Secret Records of the Spirit Pagoda, Biography of Yuhao, and Top 100 Celebrities of the Continent Ten Thousand Years Ago.
At this moment, Huo Yuhao's gaze was focused on the pages of Biography of Yuhao, which shimmered with the luster of age.
At the same time, deep within his spiritual sea, a rather harmonious scene was unfolding, which was rare.
Little Silver's giant silver eye and Tianmeng Ice Silkworm's translucent white figure were currently shoulder to shoulder, side by side, as two invisible strands of mental force quietly extended, scanning every word on the page before Huo Yuhao's eyes in synchronization.
Now knowing that it was in the world ten thousand years later, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm had calmed down from its initial shock, and the pride belonging to a million-year spirit beast had also been restrained.
It glanced at Little Silver beside it. Facing this Evil Eye Spirit Soul that it had always been somewhat at odds with, it rarely refrained from provocation, instead speaking to it in an almost amiable tone.
Cough, Brother Evil Eye... what is written in this book?
Its low posture was truly a matter of necessity.
Even with million-year mental force, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm had a fatal weakness—it was illiterate!
Human writing systems were a completely foreign domain to it.
Those dense symbols looked no different from a heavenly script to it.
On the other hand, Little Silver, as an unyielding soul spirit born ten thousand years later and deeply intertwined with human civilization, not only mastered the ability of mental force communication but was also proficient in the common script of humans.
For many of the historical materials Huo Yuhao had browsed earlier, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm only managed to understand the magnificent history recorded within through Little Silver's narration.
Little Silver's silver pupils glanced sideways at Tianmeng Ice Silkworm, seemingly enjoying its current humble inquiry.
Its silver mental tentacles swayed pleasantly, and then it said, This section records a life-and-death battle that broke out ten thousand years ago between Shrek Academy and the Star Dou Great Forest.
According to the book, the situation was extremely dangerous at that time, and the Shrek side was almost driven to a dead end...
Until Lord Yuhao took action at the critical moment, turning the tide and reversing the battle.
Otherwise, Shrek Academy might have faced the danger of destruction.
Hiss!!!
Tianmeng Ice Silkworm's translucent white body trembled violently as it gasped in a breath of cold air.
It was all too clear about the strength of those Vicious Beasts in the core circle of the Star Dou Great Forest.
Over the past two days, through Little Silver's science popularization, it had already clearly known that its God-making plan from ten thousand years ago was finally realized.
Huo Yuhao had indeed ascended to the God Realm.
However, having personally experienced Huo Yuhao's unbelievable ability of transmigration through time and space, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm did not dare to show the slightest bit of pride and had become much more composed in the spiritual sea.
The karma and secrets tied to this youth seemed far larger and more complex than it had thought.
Just then, in the outside world, Huo Yuhao lifted his gaze from the pages of Biography of Yuhao, his brow slightly furrowed as he fell into deep thought.
According to the records he just read, he seemed to master an ability to control undead creatures in the future.
And the source of this ability was vaguely recorded as being a legacy from a mysterious teacher.
His consciousness sank into the spiritual sea, and his gaze involuntarily turned toward that soybean-sized grey bead, upon which the aura of death was so intense.
Could it be... Huo Yuhao's thoughts flickered slightly: That mysterious teacher mentioned in future records... could it be him?
...Yuhao, where are you going?
Just as he stepped out of the elevator, a clear voice with a bit of warmth came from the side.
Huo Yuhao knew who it was without turning his head. He stopped, turned around, and a perfectly appropriate smile was already on his face: Big Brother Zhangting, I'm just about to head over to the Spirit Ascension Platform to take a look.
Approaching him was a youth of about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a tall build and handsome features. The smile on the corners of his mouth had a kind of approachability that made people feel as if they were bathed in a spring breeze.
This person was exactly the precious grandson of the Spirit Pagoda's Tower Master, Qian Gu Dongfeng—Qian Gu Zhangting.
Qian Gu Zhangting walked closer with light steps and naturally raised his hand to pat Huo Yuhao's shoulder: It seems our Spirit Pagoda's little genius is about to take another step forward in strength.
Reaching rank 26 spirit power at only eight years old, even in the Spirit Pagoda Headquarters where many elites of the continent gathered, Huo Yuhao's cultivate speed was enough to attract attention and earn him the title of genius.
Changing his tone slightly, he added with the concerned air of an experienced senior: However, Yuhao, while spirit power rank is important, combat experience is the foundation.
If you're interested, you can come find me for a spar anytime.
To be honest, I have never officially fought a pure spiritual-type spirit master, and I'm quite curious myself.
The smile on Huo Yuhao's face remained unchanged, carrying the shyness and humility appropriate for his age as he shook his head in polite refusal: Big Brother Zhangting, you must be joking. With my meager cultivation, how could I be your opponent?
As for a spar, let's wait until my spirit power rank has increased a bit more in the future, so I won't lose too embarrassingly.
His tone was respectful and polite; anyone seeing this would think he was a junior who knew his place and was both humble and diligent.
However, beneath his calm exterior, his heart had already quietly grown solemn.
Leng Yaozhu had warned him solemnly more than once that he must be cautious when dealing with the people of the Qian Gu Family; being polite on the surface was enough, but he must never become close friends with them, for they were not good people!
Hearing this, a perfectly timed look of regret flashed across Qian Gu Zhangting's face, but he did not persist, laughing heartily: That is a pity then.
I also happen to have matters to handle, so I won't delay you from going to the Spirit Ascension Platform. Good luck!
The two exchanged a few more pleasantries before politely parting ways, and Huo Yuhao headed straight for the Spirit Ascension Platform.
As the disciple of Vice Tower Master Leng Yaozhu, Huo Yuhao had his own exclusive quiet room at the Spirit Ascension Platform.
The metallic Spirit Ascension Pod slowly closed, completely swallowing Huo Yuhao's figure.
His consciousness seemed to fall into a soft deep pool; after a brief moment of blurring and weightlessness, his body suddenly felt light.
When he opened his eyes again, it was another world.
Towering ancient trees rose from the ground, their interlacing branches and leaves blocking the sky, and the scent of damp humus mixed with the fragrance of vegetation wafted toward him.
Light filtered through the gaps in the leaves, casting beams of light into the forest filled with a faint white mist, where dust slowly floated and sank.
Whoa!
Within the spiritual sea, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm's exclamation directly exploded.
Its mental force extended from between Huo Yuhao's brows, greedily touching every detail of this virtual world.
The texture of leaves, the humidity of the soil, the flow of air, and even the faint beastly roars and insect chirps in the distance... everything was terrifyingly real.
This... this is really an illusion? It's so realistic!
Its exclamation was mixed with a hint of disbelief; in just a few short days, the soul tool technology of ten thousand years later had already brought it too many shocks!
Over these two years, if Huo Yuhao had invested all his time into cultivate, his spirit power would have long since achieved a breakthrough to rank 30.
After all, for him, this was equivalent to four years of time.
However, even though learning forging and spirit tools had consumed a large amount of time, Huo Yuhao's cultivate speed far exceeded that of an ordinary genius.
Moreover, his rank 26 spirit power was much more condensed than that of spirit masters of the same age.
This was a secret technique of the Body Sect, which would be very helpful for condensing a soul core in the future.
Now that he had undergone fusion with Tianmeng Ice Silkworm, although the other party had not yet become his spirit soul, the million-year origin power still allowed his mental force to elevate once again.
So this time, coming to the Spirit Ascension Platform, he prepared to raise the age of the Evil Eye Spirit Soul to ten thousand years!
His mental force had reached the Spirit Sea Realm a year ago, which was already enough to carry a ten thousand year spirit soul!
Almost at the same moment Huo Yuhao's virtual figure solidified in the forest... in the Spirit Ascension Platform monitoring center, inside another secret room with extremely high authority.
Qian Gu Zhangting's figure hurriedly stepped in, and the door closed silently behind him, isolating the inside from the outside.
The light in the room was soft, with only a giant spirit tool screen occupying an entire wall displaying images from various parts of the Spirit Ascension Platform.
The spring-breeze-like smile on his face had long since disappeared, replaced by a focused scrutiny.
Walking a few steps to the main control console, he didn't even sit down, directly commanding: Pull up the footage of Huo Yuhao in the Spirit Ascension Platform.
The light and shadow in the center of the screen shifted, quickly locking on and zooming in.
Huo Yuhao's figure, standing in the virtual forest, was clearly displayed.
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