socalfunplaces Chapter 490 Huo Yuhao with an extra junior sister; Tang Wutong: How about we all get together?
Chapter 490 Huo Yuhao with an extra junior sister; Tang Wutong: How about we all get together?
Chapter 490 Huo Yuhao gains an extra junior sister; Tang Wutong: How about we go together?
Shrek Academy —
The blood-haired girl softly repeated the name, a strange feeling welling up inside her, as if she was meant to go to that place.
This intuition largely dispelled her initial wariness, and she then looked up at Xian Lin'er, replying briefly, "Okay."
Upon receiving the offer, Xian Lin'er did not hesitate at all and readily took the girl's hand.
The moment they were touched, Xian Lin'er's heart skipped a beat. She could vaguely sense that the girl's energy and spirit were exceptionally abundant, and even possessed a vitality far exceeding that of ordinary people. It was very likely that she had a rare innate full soul power.
Although at the age of eleven or twelve, he has not yet awakened his martial soul and has missed the best time for cultivation, even with innate full soul power, he has lost most of his first-mover advantage.
However, possessing innate full soul power basically means that she has a top-tier martial soul, making her undoubtedly a promising talent.
Thinking she had unexpectedly discovered a genius, Xian Lin'er became increasingly satisfied with the sight of her. She smiled and asked, "Little girl, do you remember your name? Since we've met, it must be fate. Would you be interested in becoming my apprentice and learning skills from me?"
"My name is Crimson—"
The blood-haired girl still frowned deeply, racking her brains. It seemed that the memories in her mind were like fragments that were difficult to piece together. After a long while, she finally remembered her name and responded blankly.
"Sister, are you really not only willing to help me, but also willing to be my teacher?"
"That's natural."
Although the girl's name was somewhat strange, it surprised Xianlin'er.
But then he thought about how Mu Lao's great-grandson was also called Bei Bei, a name that sounded rather casual, so he stopped dwelling on the matter.
It's rare to find such a promising young talent who catches your eye, so Xian Lin'er was extremely excited and said, "Since you've agreed, then you'll be my second closed-door disciple. Before you, there was a senior brother."
That brat just abandoned me and went off to make his own way in the world, and hasn't sent a single letter in all this time. He's really heartless, and I've been thinking about him every single day—”
Shen Hong listened blankly to Xian Lin'er's long-winded complaints about Huo Yuhao, but something just didn't feel right to her.
In the few remaining memories I have, it seems that the relationship between my so-called teacher and senior brother is not as simple as just a teacher-student relationship. Why does their conversation have a flirtatious and ambiguous feel to it?
Is this kind of relationship, which is clearly beyond the norm, normal?
Seeing that her outburst of complaining words seemed to have startled her newly accepted disciple, Xian Lin'er quickly coughed a few times to maintain the dignified image of a teacher in front of her disciple as much as possible. She then changed the subject and said, "Then Hong'er, you should come back to the academy with me first. After I've treated your head wound and helped you bathe and change your clothes, we'll go visit Elder Mu, who is also your grandmaster."
If the elders give you gifts when you first meet them, don't refuse them; accept them all without hesitation.
As Xian Lin'er began to ramble on with words of concern, like an elder, Shen Hong felt a strange warmth welling up inside her.
It was as if, for the first time since she was born, she had personally experienced the unreserved care from others.
This novel experience made her lips curl into a slight smile, and she nodded emphatically, giving a soft "hmm."
"————Okay, then hold on tight to the teacher, we're off now."
As Xian Lin'er finished speaking, the two quickly transformed into a wisp of azure flame, soaring upwards and cutting through the sky, rushing towards Shrek Academy in the east.
About half an hour later, the sky became completely dark.
A noblewoman dressed in a black gown emerged from a large shadow.
And the place where she appeared was exactly where Crimson had been just moments before.
Looking around at the empty surroundings, Black Emperor's face immediately showed a hint of undisguised anxiety.
"Damn it, if the Venerable One finds out that I failed in my duty and lost his original avatar, will I still have a chance to live? But judging from the residual aura here, it seems that the young master was just forcibly taken away by someone."
The Black Emperor was also extremely annoyed at this moment, never expecting that when she forcibly crossed the spatial barrier of the Douluo plane with Crimson, she would suddenly encounter a strong rejection from the consciousness of the Douluo plane itself.
If it weren't for Crimson's forceful use of her sealed core essence to resist at the critical moment, the two of them would probably have died in the spatial turbulence long ago.
Even though she managed to cross the spatial barrier, she and Crimson were still separated in the extremely chaotic situation.
If the Crimson Mother were to realize that she had made such a grave mistake as losing her most important primordial avatar right at the start of her mission, the consequences would be unimaginable.
She probably won't even survive to return to the Abyss Plane, let alone receive a reward from the Crimson Mother.
The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. Without any hesitation, the Black Emperor transformed into a barely perceptible wisp of black light and followed the faint trace of the crimson aura, rapidly pursuing it in the east where it had disappeared.
At the same time, in the top-level office of the Spirit Pagoda.
While dealing with various complicated matters, Electrox suddenly paused, frowned slightly, and muttered to himself, "This fleeting energy fluctuation is definitely not a power that should exist on the Douluo Continent. Could it be a trace left by a creature from the abyss?"
It seems the effects of Yuhao's butterfly effect are still expanding, with even the Abyss Dimension joining in the fun ahead of time.
Since that's the case, I must think of a countermeasure in advance. I can't let them take advantage of me like they did in another universe, causing a major disaster.
Huo Yuhao, who had been in a deep coma for seven days, finally woke up.
But the moment he struggled to open his eyes, he thought he was still not fully awake and was in some absurd and bizarre dream.
After all, anyone who opens their eyes to find it extremely strange to see Nanali hanging pitifully on the door.
Upon seeing her beloved master finally awaken, Nanali felt all the pent-up grievances she had accumulated over the past seven days burst forth, and large tears involuntarily streamed down her face.
"Waaaaah—Master~ Yali bullies me all the time, you have to stand up for Little Bell!"
However, before Nanali could continue her tearful tale to Huo Yuhao, Yali, who had entered the room, tightly pinched her mouth shut, preventing her from uttering another word.
Especially when Yali glanced at her with a very threatening look, Nanali was so frightened that she didn't dare to utter a single word of protest.
"I haven't even said anything yet, and you're already accusing me first. Nanali, I think you're getting more and more arrogant lately."
After Yali released her hand with a hint of warning, Nanali, now free, immediately shook her head like a rattle-drum.
She expertly plastered a fawning smile on her face, saying ingratiatingly, "Oh dear, Sister Yali, you've misunderstood. Little Bell was just joking with her master, saying it offhand."
I was hung here entirely of my own volition. Only in this perfect spot could I observe my master's condition immediately.
Everyone knows that Little Bell has always been the most considerate maid by her master's side. I do all these chores willingly and without the slightest complaint.
"Oh."
Yali chuckled, then unceremoniously locked the door from the inside. Nanali, who was still hanging on the door, felt the scene before her eyes change.
Upon closer inspection, Tang Wutong's figure was already in front of him.
Clearly, the other party rushed over to check on the situation as soon as they realized Huo Yuhao had woken up, but unfortunately they were a step too late for Ya Li and were locked out of the room.
The two looked at each other, both feeling a little awkward.
After a long silence, Tang Wutong broke the heavy atmosphere first, asking softly, "Um—"
"Should I put you down first?"
"Hmph! Stop pretending. Why didn't you think of taking pity on me and let me go a few days ago?"
Nanali retorted defiantly, "You probably want to put me down so you can keep sticking to this door and eavesdropping on what's going on inside, right? Do you really think Little Bell is that stupid and can't figure out your little schemes?"
Although this was indeed Tang Wutong's true thought, she still felt somewhat uneasy that Nanali had directly pointed it out to her.
Biting her lip and thinking for a moment, Tang Wutong conceded another step and said, "Then—how about we go together?"
"Hmm—it's not entirely impossible."
After a brief internal struggle, Nanali finally agreed to the tempting request.
Of course, she wasn't trying to eavesdrop; rather, as a proper personal maid, she was duty-bound to be aware of her master's every move.
This is a necessary and just act, and even if it means temporarily cooperating with the enemy, it is a compromise that must be made out of necessity.
Hearing the rustling noises outside the door, Yali inside the room could only shake her head helplessly, too lazy to continue paying attention to the little commotion these two were causing.
She stepped forward and pulled Huo Yuhao, who was still in a half-dreaming state, into her warm embrace.
Her hands moved naturally and gently upwards, skillfully kneading and rubbing. With each movement, streams of pure and vast life energy flowed continuously into the boy's body.
It nourished his body, which had been parched by the backlash of his martial spirit, giving him a blissful and intoxicating feeling.
When the usual massage was over, Ya Li gently pulled Huo Yuhao closer to her.
She couldn't help but wrinkle her nose slightly, greedily inhaling the unique, comforting scent emanating from him, as comforting as the early afternoon sun.
Once their agitated emotions had calmed down, Ya-li spoke up again, complaining softly, "I told you a long time ago not to always work so hard, why don't you listen?"
As she spoke, Ya Li's beautiful eyes were filled with heartache, and she reached out her slender finger to gently tap Huo Yuhao's forehead.
"Fortunately, the backlash from your martial soul this time wasn't too severe. You'll recover completely after a period of rest."
A lot has happened in the outside world while you were unconscious.
After suffering such a great setback in his battle with you, the Abyss Saint King originally intended to sever the passage and escape from the Douluo Plane with the Abyss Plane. Fortunately, the Goddess of Life and the others intervened in time to stop him.
Now that the Abyss Saint King has been imprisoned by the Goddess of Life, the problems of the Abyss Plane can be said to be basically solved. All that's left is for the energy of the Abyss Plane to feed back into the Douluo Plane, helping it complete its sublimation.
"Isn't this a good thing? The hidden dangers of the Abyss Plane have been eliminated, and the Douluo Plane is about to undergo a sublimation. But why does Sister Yali still look so solemn?"
Huo Yuhao had not expected that during his coma, the Goddess of Life and the others would be so efficient, completely handling the cleanup work in the Abyss Plane for him.
This way, he wouldn't have to rely on the spatial imprint left by the Douluo plane's consciousness within the Abyss plane to painstakingly track the Abyss plane's escape route in the vast universe.
Judging from Yali's still furrowed brows, besides the matter of the Abyss Plane, there must have been other unexpected things that happened.
As Ya Li slowly began to recount how the Tang Sect and the Holy Spirit Cult had so ruthlessly caused the massive explosion in Tian Dou City, and how the Tang Sect and Shrek Academy had already fled Douluo Continent with a large amount of resources and personnel.
Huo Yuhao's expression also suddenly darkened, becoming extremely ugly.
Clearly, since Tang Hao could not utilize the abyssal energy carried by the Abyssal Saint King, he had to resort to a blood sacrifice of millions of people to forcefully advance the plan in order to continue reviving Tang San.
However, there was one thing that Huo Yuhao could never understand: even if Tang Hao could forcibly revive Tang San using the Asura Godhead...
However, the energy generated by this blood sacrifice of only tens of millions can barely reach the threshold of the god-level condition.
To think that this alone could restore Tang San to the God King realm upon his resurrection is pure fantasy, since the two are simply not on the same energy level.
What is the core purpose of Tang Hao's elaborate plan?
Just as Huo Yuhao was deep in thought, Ya Li slowly spoke again and added, "But Yuhao, don't worry too much. The soul imprints of the millions of innocent people who died in the Tiandou City explosion have been integrated into the Tree of Life and protected."
They can be resurrected when the time is right. The evil spirit masters who tried to collect the wronged souls and blood after the disaster were also besieged by the Federation's Temple of War and the military.
Especially in that battle, Angel Douluo severely injured the Ghost Emperor with lightning speed, likely significantly hindering the Holy Spirit Cult's original collection plan.
Hearing this, Huo Yuhao felt a little more at ease.
Just as I was about to say something, I suddenly felt a slight stinging sensation in my own mental sea.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out that the contract that was originally placed on Dai Mubai to restrain him had been unilaterally severed by the power of another deity.