Chapter 270 Dark Bell: Being able to serve my master is a gift from my ancestors.
Chapter 270 Dark Bell: Being able to serve my master is a gift from my ancestors.
Chapter 270 Dark Bell: Being able to serve my master is a blessing I earned in my past life.
Dark Bell dared not hesitate any longer. Like a frightened little rabbit, her eyes were full of grievance but she dared not resist. Her hands trembled as she stuck the sheepskin scroll to her forehead.
It's much better to do it willingly than to be forced to do it by those disgusting tentacles...
Consoling himself helplessly like this, the scroll burned to ashes the moment it touched the forehead of the dark bell.
In the void, the ashes transformed into two golden streams of light, which imprinted themselves on the Dark Bell and Huo Yuhao's forehead, respectively, before disappearing from sight.
Looking at the Dark Bell, who had become docile and stood still like a good boy, Huo Yuhao finally smiled faintly.
"Very good. I heard from Dark Blood Eyes that your current identity, Nanali, is the vice dean of the outer academy at Shrek Academy. And I happen to be very interested in Shrek Academy, so I need your help to get me an admission spot."
"Ah, oh..."
Nanali, who was examining her body and mind to see what was different from before, didn't react for a moment when she heard Huo Yuhao's words. She just nodded blankly.
But the next second, as if she suddenly understood something, her eyes widened abruptly, and she exclaimed:
"Admission slots? But Shrek Academy's admission system automatically detects bone age; there's really nothing I can do about that!"
Admission to Shrek Academy is extremely valuable, with each regional alliance typically only receiving a few hundred spots.
But for Nanali, who had finally climbed to the position of vice dean of the foreign language department, getting a place in the college was naturally not a difficult task.
But the key issue is bone age!
She simply couldn't believe that a Soul Master who could steadily suppress her on a spiritual level was no more than fifteen years old.
That's beyond the realm of genius; he's a monster who shouldn't exist in this world.
Even the Sky-Supporting Douluo, who was said to be on par with the former Thousand Hands Douluo and Spirit Ice Douluo in terms of talent, certainly did not achieve this level of success in his youth.
A Soul Master who is not even fifteen years old has reached the Spirit Domain Realm of spiritual power...
Is she insane, or has the world already become something she doesn't recognize at all?
Dai Yun'er finally managed to swallow the food stuck in her mouth, then her beautiful eyebrows shot up, and she scolded her without any politeness:
"Just do what Lingbing tells you to do. Why are you asking so many questions and uttering so much nonsense?"
Dai Yun'er naturally wouldn't give this woman, who proposed the moment they met and was clearly there to steal her man, any kind of friendly treatment.
If it weren't for the fact that the other party possessed cultivation levels close to Super Douluo and a complete three-word battle armor, Dai Yun'er would have already rushed up to let this woman named Nanali understand that her Cat Fist was no joke.
Her family's ancestor could only be inhaled by her alone.
Other flashy, cheap women who want to get close to me? No way! I'll weld the windows shut on them too!
Hearing Dai Yun'er's impolite and coquettish shout, Nanali subconsciously wanted to lash out as usual.
But the words caught in her throat, and her face froze instantly, forcing her to swallow her anger.
Patience!
Before figuring out the relationship between the blonde girl and the white-haired boy, he absolutely must not act rashly.
Nanali obediently lowered her head, making it impossible to discern her true expression.
"Yes, Master. Nanali will do her best to complete Master's task and will not utter a single complaint."
Huo Yuhao put down his teacup and nodded, acknowledging Nanali's statement.
Then, his gaze fell calmly on Nanali, and he reminded her in a statement of fact:
"By the way, I suggest you don't try to break the restriction in your sea of consciousness. I can assure you, it will completely devour your soul before you even understand its structure."
This contract was unlike the one he had given to Shrek Academy or the Spirit Pagoda for the purpose of promoting the Soul Spirit system; it had been explained in detail.
Finally, this gave later generations the opportunity to exploit the loophole, and they modified the original equal contract into a master-servant contract.
The contract in Nanali's mind now can be said to be entirely composed of a knowledge system independent of the Douluo Continent.
It not only originated from the Holy Demon Continent where Elder Yi was, but also incorporated the unique structures of other worlds in the 108 planes controlled by the God Realm, making it extremely complex.
For Soul Masters in the Douluo Continent, trying to break this is nothing short of a pipe dream.
Upon hearing this nonchalant warning, Nanali felt a chill run down her spine.
She immediately knelt on one knee, lowering her head even further, her dark purple eyes filled with genuine fear.
"Master, you're overthinking it. How could Nanali dare to even consider betraying you? Being able to serve you is entirely a blessing Nanali earned in her past life!"
The dark-eyed figure standing to the side, seeing Nanali's humble and humble appearance, showed a rare hint of relief on his usually expressionless and aloof face.
This short guy, who usually loves to use his sharp tongue and foul language to disgust people, has actually come to this.
Indeed, in this world, there is always something that can subdue something else.
……
half a month later.
The Soul-Guided High-Speed Train to Shrek City traveled smoothly on the tracks.
The first-class carriage was not crowded and was unusually quiet.
As the Soul-Guiding Train sped along, the scenery outside the window rushed past in the hazy dawn light, transforming into blurry patches of color.
Huo Yuhao leaned back in the soft chair, his fingers unconsciously tapping lightly on his knees.
His gaze also shifted away from Dai Yun'er, who was peering intently out the car window, her face full of curiosity as she stared at the scenery outside.
Half a month has passed since they returned to Douluo Continent.
This period of time is neither long nor short.
During these two weeks, I spent most of my time with Dai Yun'er, taking her on a trip to several nearby coastal cities to satisfy her boundless curiosity.
Most importantly, through the secret channels of the Holy Spirit Cult, they obtained relatively legal and complete identity documents for the two of them.
After years of quiet infiltration, the non-evil soul master members of the Holy Spirit Cult have penetrated into all aspects of the various forces in the Douluo Federation.
Its infiltration is so deep that even some of the permanent members of the Federal Parliament, the highest center of federal power, have long been under the control of the Holy Spirit Church.
It can be said that compared to ten thousand years ago, when the Holy Spirit Cult directly served as the state religion of the Sun Moon Empire and openly participated in the war, this silent infiltration is now even more troublesome.
There are even some people in high positions who do not necessarily realize that they are serving the Holy Spirit Church.
They believed that they were supported by a mysterious and powerful hidden force, which enabled them to gradually ascend to the political stage of the Federation.
For this reason, the legitimate identity he obtained for himself and Dai Yun'er through the Holy Spirit Cult was far more credible than the crudely made fake identity he had bought in the black market of the Star Luo Continent.
Even within the Douluo Federation's official Soul Master information system, their detailed life experiences can now be found.
From their birthplace to their enrollment records at the primary Soul Master Academy, every step was flawless, completely transforming them into two ordinary Soul Masters born and raised in the Douluo Continent.
As for Dark Blood Eyes himself, after forging the token using Dai Mubai's aura in the Temple of War, he has now returned to the Holy Spirit Cult with that token to report back.
The outcome of this matter may bring unexpected results at some point in the future.
As Huo Yuhao was lost in thought, the speed of the Soul Guidance Train noticeably slowed down.
Clearly, the train has entered the Shrek City area.
Just then, a gentle announcement came over the loudspeaker.
"Dear passengers, the train has now entered the Shrek City area. If you look to your left in the direction the train is traveling, that magnificent tower is the location of the Spirit Tower headquarters."
"Now, at the break of dawn, under the rising sun, the Heavenly Spirit Tower will present the most magnificent sight of the day. We invite all travelers to enjoy it."
Almost instantly after the words were spoken, the few passengers in the carriage all turned their gazes to the window.
Looking out through the large car window, a magnificent octagonal tower, so tall it seemed to pierce the sky, stood majestically on the distant horizon.
The very top of the giant tower was even hidden in the brilliant morning clouds on the horizon.
At that moment, golden rays of dawn pierced through the clouds and fell upon the silvery-white tower.
The interplay of light refracts a dreamlike halo of seven colors, making the entire tower look like a miracle, something no ordinary person could create.
Dai Yun'er's delicate face was almost pressed against the window, her cherry-like mouth involuntarily opened wide, and her eyes inevitably revealed a deep look of shock.
Within the capital of the Star Luo Empire, there naturally exists a Spirit Transmission Tower.
However, compared to the magnificent headquarters tower in front of them, the branch towers there were like fireflies compared to the bright moon, completely incomparable.
At this moment, despite being a princess of the Star Luo Empire with a noble status, Dai Yun'er felt as if she were a country bumpkin entering a big city for the first time.
In particular, it is said that Mingdu, which is now the headquarters of the Douluo Federation, is no less prosperous than Shrek City.
"Alright, the train has already passed by, so stop turning your head to look back."
Huo Yuhao's gentle voice, tinged with a hint of amusement, rang in Dai Yun'er's ears at just the right moment.
Dai Yun'er's pretty face flushed slightly, and she turned her head back a little shyly.
Just as she was about to say something, she seemed to remember a better way and quickly reached out her small hand to grab Huo Yuhao's hand that was on his lap.
The next moment, a crisp sound, almost like a telepathic connection, rang out directly in Huo Yuhao's mind.
"Yuhao, why weren't you excited at all just now? That's the Spirit Transmission Tower you founded yourself! You're even the Honorary Tower Master. In a way, you're their ancestor!"
Feeling Dai Yun'er's undisguised excitement, and looking at her soft little hand that was pressed tightly against his, restlessly rubbing his hand with her fingertips, Huo Yuhao's lips twitched unconsciously.
Since the two were sailing at sea, their martial soul compatibility has been steadily increasing, until it broke through the 90% mark.
Furthermore, since both of their martial souls were originally Spirit Eyes, this kind of telepathic communication naturally developed.
Dai Yun'er became completely fascinated by this novel way of communicating.
Even within a small area, they can still have vague conversations without physical contact.
But she prefers to "get physical" openly, because that's how she can "send" what she wants to say more clearly.
Huo Yuhao shook his head helplessly and calmly replied in his heart, "There's nothing to get excited about. It may look glamorous on the outside, but it's already rotten to the point of no return inside."
The Spirit Pagoda of today has completely deviated from its original purpose when it was founded.
The ideal of promoting harmonious coexistence between soul masters and soul beasts, and of finding a new way out for humans and soul beasts, has long been abandoned.
Even if it internally operates under the banner of democracy and has established a so-called council system.
However, from the moment its highest decision-making body completely excluded the soul beasts, the Spirit Pagoda became a mere shell of its former self, completely reduced to a tool for a few inherited families within the pagoda to seize profits and consolidate their rule.
Even before the so-called Divine Trial Lands appeared in various parts of Douluo Continent, the ferocious beasts had already suffered a crushing defeat in the battle in the core area of the Star Dou Great Forest.
With the development of increasingly powerful soul tools and battle armor, victory came almost as a matter of course for humanity.
Following this was the construction of the Star Dou Fortress, which, after a century of work, completely enclosed the core area of the Star Dou Great Forest, officially declaring humanity's absolute dominance on this planet.
Even later, perhaps out of fear that he, like those gods, would one day return to the Douluo plane, the Spirit Pagoda...
The Spirit Pagoda's suppression of soul beasts has slowed down, and even symbolically, some so-called "nature reserves" have sprung up all over the Douluo Continent to house soul beasts with lower threat levels.
The intelligent Dai Yun'er naturally understood the meaning behind Huo Yuhao's words.
That feeling is roughly like the foundation that one's ancestors painstakingly built, only to have it ruined beyond recognition by a group of unworthy descendants.
He was so angry he wanted to lift the lid of his coffin, jump out, and slap those good-for-nothing sons a few times.
But greed is one of the inherent traits of human beings.
The Spirit Pagoda researched artificial spirits by hunting and killing a large number of spirit beasts as test subjects, and in doing so, it gained strong support from the Federation, eventually consolidating its current superior status step by step.
(End of this chapter)
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