Are You Willing to Become My Spirit?
Sunset Forest
After dealing with Dai Hao, a Level 94 Titled Douluo, Yuhao's expression did not change in the slightest. It was as if he had merely handled a trivial matter.
Not long after, he arrived once again outside the valley of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
The moment his aura spread out, the surrounding Ten Thousand Poisonous Qijue Flowers parted on their own. Even the dense poisonous mist that usually filled the area thinned noticeably, as if instinctively avoiding him.
Seeing this, Yuhao could not help but curl his lips slightly.
"Tsk… quite perceptive."
Without hesitation, he stepped forward and walked into the valley.
With Ultimate Ice in his possession, he was naturally the absolute nemesis of all poison-type existences.
Before long, Yuhao entered the valley and was greeted once again by that dreamlike scenery.
The coexistence of extreme ice and extreme fire, the vibrant immortal herbs glowing with spiritual light—
Even though this was not his first visit, he still felt a sense of wonder.
"You're back."
"Oh? It's you again. Don't tell me—you've already found a way for soul beasts to preserve their consciousness after becoming soul rings?"
Two voices sounded almost simultaneously.
The first belonged to Youxiang Qiluo Xianpin, while the second, tinged with a teasing tone, came from the Fiery Apricot Delicate Herb.
Yuhao naturally heard the mockery in the latter's voice.
He did not bother responding with words.
Instead—
He raised his hand.
A cold wind surged.
Amidst swirling snow and ice, a graceful figure slowly appeared beside him.
The Snow Empress.
The moment she appeared, an overwhelming aura of Ultimate Ice spread throughout the valley.
Her gaze first landed on Yuhao.
However, Yuhao did not return the look. He simply pointed toward the Fiery Apricot Delicate Herb in the distance and said calmly:
"Teach her a lesson."
A cold glint flashed through the Snow Empress's beautiful eyes.
She gently lifted her jade-like hand.
In an instant—
Terrifying ice power erupted.
The Fiery Apricot Delicate Herb, a top-tier fire-attribute immortal herb comparable to a ten-thousand-year soul beast, was instantly frozen solid without the slightest resistance.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye.
After Yuhao's recent breakthroughs, his body's tolerance for power had increased dramatically.
The two orange-gold spirit rings granted by the Snow Empress had both reached an extremely high level, and the Snow Empress herself, now existing as a Spirit, had fully retained her intelligence and combat ability.
With her control over Ultimate Ice—
Even high-level Titled Douluo would struggle against her.
Naturally, suppressing a fire-attribute immortal herb within the Ice-Fire Yin Yang Well was effortless.
Only after the Fiery Apricot Delicate Herb was completely frozen did the other immortal herbs react.
"Stop!"
"Don't hurt her!"
"That… that's Ultimate Ice!"
...
Various spiritual fluctuations erupted as the immortal herbs attempted to intervene.
But at that moment—
The Snow Empress released another wave of icy aura.
The temperature across the entire valley dropped sharply.
All the immortal herbs trembled, their spiritual light flickering as they felt an overwhelming suppression.
"If you don't behave… I will freeze all of you."
Her voice was calm, yet filled with absolute authority.
The immortal herbs fell silent.
It was Youxiang Qiluo Xianpin who reacted first, her tone filled with shock:
"You… you are the Snow Empress?!"
"Why are you bound to him… and why do you still possess your own consciousness?"
"Could it be…"
A thought suddenly surfaced in her mind.
She turned toward Yuhao, her voice trembling slightly.
"You actually succeeded?"
Yuhao smiled faintly.
"Of course. I never speak empty words."
Although she had already guessed the truth upon sensing the Snow Empress's state—
Hearing Yuhao confirm it still sent waves of excitement through Youxiang Qiluo Xianpin.
The other immortal herbs quickly realized the same thing.
After carefully sensing the Snow Empress, they were all stunned.
"A soul beast becoming a soul ring… yet retaining consciousness?"
"And even able to manifest independently?"
"This… this is unbelievable…"
"So this is the method humans have developed… no wonder they dominate the continent…"
...
Sensing their gazes, the Snow Empress let out a soft, cold snort.
A chilling aura spread once more.
The immortal herbs immediately fell silent.
At this moment, Youxiang Qiluo Xianpin suddenly remembered the still-frozen Fiery Apricot Delicate Herb.
She spoke hesitantly:
"Well… she has a sharp tongue, but she means no real harm. Could you please spare her this once?"
The Snow Empress did not respond.
Instead, she looked at Yuhao.
Yuhao gave a slight nod.
"Let her go."
With a wave of her hand, the ice instantly melted.
The Fiery Apricot Delicate Herb regained her freedom, flames bursting forth as she dispelled the lingering chill.
"You—!"
She instinctively wanted to retort.
But when her gaze met the Snow Empress—
Her voice stopped abruptly.
A deep fear rose within her.
As a fire-attribute existence, she could clearly sense that the Snow Empress was her absolute natural enemy.
Swallowing her words, she shrank back slightly.
Yuhao stepped forward, looking at her calmly.
"If you speak disrespectfully again… I'll freeze you here permanently."
His tone was light—
But carried no hint of jest.
The Fiery Apricot Delicate Herb trembled slightly and did not dare reply.
Only then did Yuhao withdraw his gaze.
He turned toward Youxiang Qiluo Xianpin.
"Youyou, I came here for two things. There's no need to waste time."
"Go ahead," she replied quickly, unable to hide her anticipation.
She had already guessed what Yuhao intended.
And if she was right—
This would be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Yuhao raised a finger.
"First, my soul power has reached a bottleneck. I need a new spirit ring."
"Among you, there are several suitable candidates."
Hearing this, Youxiang Qiluo Xianpin grew even more excited.
But she remained silent, waiting.
Yuhao continued calmly:
"Fiery Apricot Delicate Herb, Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass… and Youyou."
"Are you willing to become my spirit rings—"
He paused briefly, then corrected himself:
"—No. My Spirits."
The three immortal herbs whose names were called trembled simultaneously.
Excitement.
Hesitation.
Fear.
All emotions intertwined.
Because they understood clearly—
Once they chose to become Yuhao's Spirits, they would abandon their physical forms that had been cultivated for countless years.
Their lifespan, their independence—
Everything would change.
But at the same time—
They would also escape the inevitable fate of perishing when their life span reached its limit.
This was not a simple choice.
It was a gamble.
A gamble that would decide their fate.
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