Douluo: Starting by Taking Control of the Holy Ghost Cult's Saintess

Shrek Outer Court, First Year, Class Three.

"Fellow classmates, today is your last day of the first year. The academy will not be assigning any teaching tasks. I will say a few simple words, and then everyone can go back and pack their things."

The moment Mu Jin said this, the entire class burst into cheers. They couldn't even be bothered with their image. The vacation was about to begin, and everyone felt an arrow-like desire to return home. Who wouldn't want to go home and see their family! Of course, those without families were an exception.

Mu Jin briefly went over a few points to note for the promotion assessment. Unlike the high requirements of Class One and Two, the students of Class Three only needed to reach two rings to be promoted smoothly. After all, auxiliary-type soul masters had always been slow in their soul power cultivation.

Huo Yuhao had the storage soul tool from the Holy Ghost Cult and didn't need to pack much. He planned to leave the academy early tomorrow morning. On this last unscheduled day at the academy, he chose to take Xie Huanyue, Cui Yejie, and the three girls from Ning Tian's group to have some fun in Shrek City.

Xie Huanyue naturally had to return to the rebel army to visit his father. Cui Yejie, with Huo Yuhao's financial support, was to return to her village to help the villagers. Ning Tian and Wu Feng had a huge sect behind them and would definitely go back to see it. And Nanmen Yun'er was a resident of Shrek City to begin with and had no need to travel over mountains and rivers to visit her family.

The six of them had developed a deep friendship after spending nearly a year together. On the day of parting, even though they knew the separation would only be for a month, they were very reluctant to part.

That night, the four girls even cast aside all their modesty and slept with Huo Yuhao under one big blanket. Considering their age, Huo Yuhao always suppressed that strange emotion and never crossed that boundary line.

Another morning.

Huo Yuhao and Ma Xiaotao were walking on the lakeside path of Sea God Lake. With a storage soul tool, Huo Yuhao naturally didn't need to carry a backpack. They walked slowly, neither of them speaking.

On Sea God Lake, water mist permeated the air. The moist air, blown by the gentle breeze, patted against their bodies, making their school uniforms a little damp.

Although the lakeside path was long, it eventually had an end. As the morning sun slowly rose, the water vapor gradually thinned.

"Come back soon. I'll watch you go," Ma Xiaotao turned her head and said to Huo Yuhao. He could clearly see some crystalline things at the corners of her eyes.

For eight months, the two of them could be said to have sung and feasted every night, cultivating together. Although they weren't inseparable, they were already indistinct from each other. Now that they were about to part, the thick reluctance seemed to choke their throats. Although this feeling might not last for long, at least at this moment, Ma Xiaotao felt the pain brought by separation.

"Take care of yourself," Huo Yuhao dropped this sentence and then ran towards the inner court as if fleeing, without looking back. But the tears in Ma Xiaotao's eyes finally couldn't help but roll down. She muttered in her heart: Yuhao, you'd better get your ass back here for this old lady!

Huo Yuhao's figure sped along the wide avenue, his heart heavy.

To all the people I cherish in the academy, I'm leaving. When I come back, I will definitely bring you all a big surprise. In the future, I will definitely make those who look down on white soul rings change their tune at the sight of white!

Taking a deep breath and calming his agitated mood, Huo Yuhao stretched his legs, identified his direction, and ran out of the academy, disappearing in the blink of an eye onto the official road leading north from Shrek City.

The sorrow of parting was still easy to dissipate for Huo Yuhao, whose actual age far exceeded twelve. After running wildly for more than an hour, under the caress of the gentle breeze, he opened his chest and felt an indescribable exhilaration.

A year ago, he was still the Holy Son of an evil soul master, who had run away from the White Tiger Duke's mansion, been hijacked back to the old nest by the people of the Holy Ghost Cult, and was all alone.

And today, a year later, he was already a control-type prodigy battle soul master who could advance to a Soul Ancestor just by obtaining a soul ring, and even more, a Son of Fortune. At the same time, in his heart, there were already too many cherished people he couldn't let go of.

Perhaps he was a playboy and did not refuse any "peach blossom calamity," but for every girl who fell for him, he had truly given his sincere heart.

"Brother Tianmeng, how far do we have to go straight north?" The Tianmeng Ice Silkworm was as drowsy as ever, often not saying a word to Huo Yuhao for a month. It wasn't until the day Huo Yuhao's soul power compression density increased to level thirty-nine, degree nine, that it woke up from its sleep. What surprised Huo Yuhao a little was that the disrespectful old man Electrolux had also become abnormally quiet. After being nourished by Bibi Dong's Rakshasa divine power, he had not shown any changes.

Reading the original novel and actually setting out were not the same concept. Huo Yuhao was half-clueless about directions in his previous life. If you told him to go north, he could accurately run to the extreme south.

The Tianmeng Ice Silkworm's lazy voice sounded: "Let's go. Just keep heading north and you won't be wrong. This journey is quite far. Didn't you always have the blood pool to temper your body when you were in the Holy Ghost Cult? This should be enough for you to run. At your current speed, it will take at least five or six days for us to reach our destination."

"Five or six days?" Huo Yuhao was speechless. Why did it take so long to go to the Land of Extreme North? His current speed was not slow. If he went all out, in one day of running, even if it wasn't three thousand li, it wouldn't be less than two thousand li. If it was five or six days, then that would be a true ten thousand li.

"That's right! My old home, the Land of Extreme North on the Douluo Continent, is that far," the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm said in a smug tone. "Don't you forget, that's the place I'm most familiar with."

Huo Yuhao, who had originally thought he had plenty of time, immediately felt a sense of urgency. Not daring to delay, he hurriedly picked up his speed, adjusting his breathing while striding forward, heading straight for the north.

"Darling..."

Just then, a familiar, resentful female voice sounded in Huo Yuhao's ear, which made the latter's heart leap with joy. He immediately recognized who the visitor was.

Huo Yuhao flashed back and pulled the rapidly approaching delicate body into his arms, taking a deep breath of that soul-stirring fragrance.

Zhongli Yu's beautiful eyes were filled with tears, her whole body trembling. A pair of jade arms wrapped around Huo Yuhao's neck, and she kissed him passionately.

She had actually come out of seclusion half a month ago. Because Shrek Academy was approaching its vacation, many experts from major powers and large sects had gathered here to welcome their young talents. Zhongli Yu, a Saintess whose entire body exuded the ultimate evil soul power, had been painstakingly waiting outside the city for half a month, avoiding being discovered by the experts in the academy.

"You've gotten thinner," Huo Yuhao pinched Zhongli Yu's snow-white shoulder, his face stiffening, his tone full of heartache.

Feeling the deep love from the person in her heart, Zhongli Yu's heart sweetened. "I wouldn't be pretty if I got fat."

Huo Yuhao was at a loss for whether to laugh or cry. How come girls from every world were like this?

Zhongli Yu had successfully broken through to the Titled Douluo realm, but she had run out before even absorbing a soul ring. One could see the extent of her longing for Huo Yuhao.

"By the way, I want to contact the Cult Master through you," Huo Yuhao thought of something and said to Zhongli Yu.

As Zhongli Wu's granddaughter, Zhongli Yu had a special means of contacting him.

"What are you looking for grandpa for?" Zhongli Yu was mystified. She knew that Huo Yuhao should dislike the Holy Ghost Cult, and couldn't help but ask.

"That's naturally to find another Saintess for our cult," Huo Yuhao scraped her jade-like nose with his hand and said with a grin.

Hearing these words, Zhongli Yu's shapely brows slightly raised. "Saintess? Tell me honestly, how many women have you provoked while I was away? You clearly have the scent of other women's perfume on you!"

Are you and Cui Yejie rocking the same model of nose? Huo Yuhao couldn't help but complain in his heart. It was true that he had been cheating on Zhongli Yu at Shrek, but in this fantasy continent where the strong were revered, what capable man would truly adhere to monogamy?

What Huo Yuhao wanted to report to Zhongli Wu was naturally that Tang Sect plague god, the great Sect Master Tang Ya. It was actually very simple to blacken the name of the Tang Sect; just turn her into an evil soul master according to the original novel.

What's more, wasn't the first sect master of the Tang Sect on this Douluo Continent also a god of slaughter? A complete and utter two-faced dog.

Originally, Tang Ya wouldn't leave Bei Bei's group until at least after the Soul Dueling Tournament arc, but Huo Yuhao could make this plot advance. With Tang Ya's personality, if she learned that the old site of the sect had been occupied by someone, she would definitely go there alone, at most with a Bei Bei. At that time, he would just have the Holy Ghost Cult send someone to awaken her Dark Blue Silver Grass.

After all, her not-yet-fully-awakened Blue Silver Grass martial soul was no longer suitable to remain in the academy and drag Bei Bei down.

After reporting this matter to Zhongli Wu, Huo Yuhao had finally arranged everything that needed to be arranged. Tang Ya, now branded with the name of an evil soul master, the two-faced Buddha would very likely no longer invest too much attention in her, but would instead use Tang Wutong's hand to fully cultivate that scapegoat turtle, Xu Sanshi.

"Holy Son..." Zhongli Yu suddenly pushed Huo Yuhao to the ground, then sat on his lower abdomen, her every breath exuding a charm that could bewitch all living beings. "It's been a year. Why don't we finish our unfinished business?"

Huo Yuhao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He looked around and asked helplessly, "Out here in the wild? Isn't that a bit much?"

"The wild might be even more exciting!" Zhongli Yu licked her scarlet lips and pressed down on him...