Chapter 41 Oath

Wang Yan understood.

Huo Yuhao had already been sentenced to death by the academy.

Just like himself back then, he had been ruthlessly categorized into the group lacking significant cultivation value, and in the future, he would likely never have the opportunity to glimpse the realm of the Seventh Ring.

"So be it~"

Wang Yan wiped his glasses with a sense of desolation, smiling bitterly with self-deprecation, "After graduation, why don't you come and research martial souls and soul beasts with me? Who knows, maybe you could become the next Master?"

In a sense, was he not also airing grievances for his past self?

...

High above in the God Realm.

A figure stood quietly, though his expression at this moment was far from pleasant, bordering on an unusual agitation.

"The wisp of divine consciousness left in Little Qi has been triggered... Who on earth is it?"

A flash of struggle crossed the Sea God's eyes, but after considering it several times, he still gave up the risk of being caught again by Destruction and releasing his divine consciousness to investigate Douluo.

Although the previous incident had been glossed over simply, anyone with a brain could guess that Destruction would definitely not let the matter rest, and right now, he might even be staring intently at this place, just waiting for him to reveal a flaw.

"It's just a pity about that divine consciousness..."

At this thought, the irritation in the Sea God's eyes grew even more intense.

Aside from guarding Little Qi's sea of consciousness, the divine consciousness he had deliberately left behind also bore the task of modifying her martial soul compatibility so as to perfectly adapt to the Son of Destiny.

Now, a portion of it had been consumed due to the attack of some unknown petty person.

"I need to think of a way... If all else fails, preparations must be made in advance for certain things."

With a final long sigh, the Sea God's gaze pierced through the main hall toward a certain part of the God Realm. At the same time, a gaze seemed to emerge from there, meeting his from afar.

The implicit meaning was self-evident.

I am watching you.

And I want you to know it.

As he gazed, the fury in the Sea God's eyes gradually climbed to the extreme: "Destruction!"

...

Huo Yuhao had just regained consciousness when he saw Wang Dong lying in the arms of a female Soul Emperor, groaning softly.

At that moment, the female Soul Emperor was pressing her hands tightly against his temples, and gentle streams of aura, accompanied by the flashing of soul rings, were being injected into them, gradually repairing his spiritual damage.

Only, this process did not seem particularly comfortable, causing Wang Dong to keep wincing and baring his teeth.

Of course, the old man whose martial soul was the Tree of Life was also present. Seeing him wake up, he smiled and nodded at him as a greeting, before turning his attention back to treating a girl with a full head of crimson hair.

"Hiss~"

Looking at the girl's arms with their bursting flesh, even with Huo Yuhao's temperament, he couldn't help but gasp and bare his teeth.

An injury of this magnitude, if it went any further, would shatter even the bones. He wondered what vicious person had used such brutal methods against a fellow freshman classmate.

"Who... are you looking at..."

Wang Dong, currently undergoing treatment, managed to open his eyes by a sliver, squeezing words out from between his teeth.

He stared straight at Huo Yuhao, whose gaze had fallen upon Wu Feng.

"Ah? S-Sorry."

Huo Yuhao felt somewhat at fault for a moment, rubbing his nose awkwardly, "I didn't expect this outcome either; I accidentally used a bit too much force."

Is that what I'm talking about?

Wang Dong was speechless for a moment, closed his eyes, and muttered, "You heartless wretch."

"Alright, alright... It's all my fault!"

Huo Yuhao didn't want to argue with him, but recalling what he had seen during the battle just now, his heart felt an inexplicable ripple: "Tianmeng, what on earth happened just now?"

"A living deity, whose true body is most likely in the upper realm."

Tianmeng was busy pushing golden sand in the sea of consciousness, trying to pile up a small island right in the center so as not to keep bobbing up and down with the sea of consciousness: "Perhaps he was chosen as a successor, or perhaps there is some other connection... Anyway, he currently has a wisp of divine consciousness living inside his brain."

"Just now, that divine consciousness probably sensed danger, automatically deployed protection to stabilize his sea of consciousness. Then you threw in a near-full-power mental storm, provoking that divine consciousness into launching a counterattack."

A deity? Divine consciousness?

And a mental counterattack?

Huo Yuhao couldn't help opening his eyes wide: "Then, then how did I survive?"

Having taken a divine consciousness counterattack and still sitting here breathing normally, he refused to believe it was purely a matter of having good luck.

"Hmph."

Tianmeng glanced toward the top of his head: "If you want to thank someone, thank the two great gods up above! Without them, even I probably would have suffered severe trauma right along with you."

Hearing this, Huo Yuhao's consciousness emerged from the sea of consciousness and looked at the two quietly opposing balls of light in the sky.

'Sister...'

'So you've been here all along... And that senior of unknown identity...'

Right now, he might seem lonely, but someone was always quietly guarding him from behind.

Taking a deep breath, Huo Yuhao made the second oath of his life toward his sea of consciousness with sincerity:

"I will definitely not let down your expectations and help, and successfully walk to the very end! One day, I will help you recover your powers and your flesh and blood! Even if I exhaust every means, put in every effort... and spend every ounce of strength in this lifetime!"

The ball of light overhead seemed to fluctuate slightly, or perhaps continued to operate as peacefully as before.

"What about mine?"

Tianmeng, who was working hard pushing sand, shook off some sand and looked dumbfoundedly at Huo Yuhao: "Wait... how can you make an oath without including big brother here? Where did you throw my share?"

"Ah, I forgot."

Huo Yuhao feigned awkwardness by slapping his forehead, but the look he gave Tianmeng carried a helpless smile.

You, of course, were included in "you all."

But immediately after, his smile gradually froze on his face: "What are you doing?"

With that, Huo Yuhao pointed with a horrified expression at the piled-up island: "What on earth is this thing! What did you use to make it?"

"This~? It's a safe haven I carefully built."

Tianmeng twisted his body triumphantly: "As for the materials~ they're everywhere inside your sea of consciousness."

"This stuff is actually the scattered stray thoughts you accumulate on a regular basis. It's completely rigid spiritual power that can't be utilized, and can only pile up at the bottom of the sea of consciousness and slowly wait to disappear. I figured you wouldn't have any use for it, so wouldn't it be wonderful to turn waste into treasure?"

That made sense.

However.

"This is my brain... my brain!"

Huo Yuhao let out an angry roar filled with grief and indignation: "You broke ground in my brain without even telling me?!"

"Hehe~ I'm just remodeling it a bit~"

Tianmeng shrank his body: "Your sea of consciousness is so big, remodeling a tiny bit won't hurt. You won't become an idiot, nor will you go crazy—right?"

"I'll show you remodeling!"

With a fierce expression, Huo Yuhao lunged at Tianmeng, grabbing him by the neck and choking him hard: "I'll show you an idiot, I'll show you crazy!"

"Go and die today, you living maggot!"