Just as Huo Yuhao walked into his room, the Evil Emperor's voice sounded in the Sea of Spirit.
"Ten thousand years have passed — the human world has changed with each passing day. I never thought humans and spirit beasts could actually reach this point."
Having learned about recent events from Skydream and Ice Empress in the Sea of Spirit, the Evil Emperor was quite astonished.
Inherited Spirit Souls? Sea God? Lord of Spirit Beasts? God-Imprint Throne? Human-spirit beast harmony?
Waking up, the Evil Emperor felt that the world was no longer as he had known it.
As an old fossil from ten thousand years ago, he indicated that he also needed some time to accept it.
Huo Yuhao smiled slightly. He took out a red-and-white ball and released the Evil Eye Tyrant. "Speaking of which — your descendant has adapted very well too."
As a Spirit Soul researcher at the Spirit Transmission Tower, he could naturally perform the Spirit Soul contract himself. The Evil Eye Tyrant, unlike that little ice silkworm, had not entered the Sea of Spirit. It was merely serving as cover for his second Spirit Soul's source and was still in the Spirit Soul Ball.
"..."
In the Sea of Spirit, the Evil Emperor watched as the released Evil Eye Tyrant first ingratiated itself with Huo Yuhao for a moment, then leisurely floated over to the room's soul tool screen, turned it on, and started watching news videos. He fell silent.
It had indeed adapted well.
Or rather — it had adapted too well. If he hadn't conveniently joined the "Sea of Spirit Forbidden Zone," he felt that his death as the Evil Eye Ancestor would have been completely worthless...
The soul tool screen was playing an interview segment.
A female journalist with a bow tie was holding a sound amplification soul tool up to a blue-haired boy.
"Regarding the Spirit Soul competition in recent years' Tianhai Grand Competition — this student, what are your thoughts?"
Before the blue-haired boy could speak, a marshmallow-like spirit cat Spirit Soul popped out from atop his head and answered in a childish voice: "Meow~"
The boy's face immediately turned bright red. He frantically tried to cover the spirit cat's mouth.
The female journalist asked curiously: "What did your Spirit Soul say?"
"N-nothing."
"That Spirit Soul said it used to secretly watch competition replays until midnight in its past life." The Evil Eye Tyrant in front of the soul tool screen emitted a spiritual wave. "I also quite enjoyed watching them in my last spirit master family."
The Evil Emperor: "..."
You're living quite well, aren't you? Enjoying being an ancestor in a spirit master family!
The boy in the screen took a deep breath and answered:
"I think the Spirit Soul competition is very interesting. However, the race value of some Spirit Souls differ too greatly. Even with similar years, when you see them matched against each other, you already know who will win. Occasionally, a mutated Spirit Soul will perform beyond expectations, which is refreshing, but they are a handful. I hope the rules can be changed — from one-on-one to three-on-three, or even more."
"Also, I think a terrain change system could be added — mountains, jungles, water zones, etc. — to make the battles more complex. An empty competition platform feels lacking. With the Federation's current technology, creating different battlefields wouldn't be difficult."
The boy suddenly leaned closer to the camera, his eyes sparkling. "I actually have another idea! We already have mecha competitions now, don't we? Why not hold a Spirit Soul mecha competition directly? Various spirit beast-shaped mechas colliding with each other — wouldn't that be even..."
The screen in the soul tool screen shook slightly — apparently, there was a small commotion at the interview site.
The boy seemed to realize he had spoken too excitedly. He stepped back a few paces and sheepishly scratched his hair.
"Sorry — I got too excited."
The female journalist maintained her professional smile. "No problem. Thank you for sharing."
Huo Yuhao watched as the journalist and the boy parted ways on the screen, then turned to walk to the next person. He looked at the Evil Eye Tyrant. "You want to participate in the Spirit Soul competition?"
In this era, Spirit Soul competitions... they did exist. The Tianhai Grand Competition's events included one.
Of course, the number of Spirit Souls was limited — ten-thousand-year Spirit Souls could not participate. It was prepared for humans and Spirit Souls who enjoyed Spirit Soul battles.
The Evil Eye Tyrant: "I just like watching. For fighting — the Isolation Zone is better."
With that, it changed the channel and started watching a show it liked.
Having spent so many years in the human world, it knew everything it should.
"What do you plan to do with it?" Just then, in the Sea of Spirit, watching his quite content descendant enjoying modern life, the Evil Emperor narrowed his eyes.
It seemed he was looking at a lazy slacker. Was this still the fearsome Evil Eye Tyrant? When others saw this, what would they think of him, the ruler of the Evil Eye Tyrants?
Hmph — embarrassing!
Before Huo Yuhao could answer, the Evil Emperor continued: "How about putting it in the Undead Half-Plane? Since I have nothing else to do, I have some free time. I'll educate it!"
"..."
Huo Yuhao looked at the Evil Emperor, who had a form beside him, his expression surprised.
What were you going to teach it?
Before he could think further, Snow Empress's figure also quietly appeared. She said in a gentle tone: "Yuhao — you don't mind, do you? I wanted to come out for some fresh air."
Didn't you say you normally stay in the Eye of Life and wouldn't come out?
Huo Yuhao blinked and smiled helplessly. "Xue'er — would you accompany me in comprehending the divine skills? With my current inability to fully mobilize the power of the laws, my progress is a bit slow."
Snow Empress was startled. A flicker of surprise passed through her ice-blue eyes, but it quickly turned into a gentle smile. "Of course."
She lightly raised her hand. The Snow Empress Token on Huo Yuhao's brow flashed. A spatial barrier enveloped the room, keeping outsiders from disturbing them.
After that, the two walked aside to cultivate, leaving only the Evil Eye Tyrant, which had looked away from the soul tool screen, facing the Evil Emperor. Its expression was bewildered.
Huo Yuhao already had Spirit Souls — this it knew. But why was this one emanating the aura of its ancestor?
The Evil Eye Tyrant's dozens of tentacles squirmed uneasily. Its huge single eye gradually filled with terror. Its spiritual fluctuations were somewhat chaotic.
"Ancestor?"
"The Evil Eye clan has declined to this extent — leaving behind a waste like you."
The Evil Emperor narrowed his eyes at it, his voice was deep and deep. "Enough — since you've encountered me, consider it your fortune."
The Evil Eye Tyrant: "..."
I don't want fortune. I just want to find a spirit master family to live out my days peacefully, scaring humans once in a while. Is that okay?
The opening ceremony of the Tianhai Alliance Grand Competition was held grandly at the Tianhai Sports Stadium. This huge stadium, which could seat 80,000 people, was now filled to capacity, buzzing with voices.
As an annual grand event of the Tianhai Alliance, this competition not only drew the attention of the entire Federation but also received great attention from within the Alliance. After all, although the Tianhai Alliance excelled economically, due to its relatively short development history, it was still somewhat lacking in spirit master foundation compared to those spirit master families with thousands of years or even ten-thousand-year inheritance in the interior of the continent.
The opening ceremony, as was the custom, focused on ceremony. The drawing of lots was also handled by the teachers of each team. Thus, Huo Yuhao and his teammates found themselves with free time, able to observe this great event from the sidelines.
Looking at the competition platform in the center, Xie Xie said: "Complaints aside, the gap in strength between Shrek students and spirit masters in the Alliance is still very large. If the Alliance loses too badly in this exhibition match, it would be a loss of face, wouldn't it?"
"The Alliance probably has its own way of handling it, right?" Xu Xiaoyan said. "And that's not for us to worry about. Don't overthink it."
"I'm so hungry — do you know where there's food?"
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