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The Papal Palace, the solitary confinement room.
The environment here is much worse than the side hall last time.
It is surrounded by thick obsidian walls, with only a small ventilation window at the top.
Xuan Hao sat cross-legged on the cold, hard stone bed, staring at the blood-red soul ring pulsating between his fingertips, his expression somewhat dazed.
Level 35.
Arou's sacrifice not only gave him a unique 100,000-year third soul ring, but also raised his soul power by thirteen levels, directly allowing him to leap from a Great Soul Master to the middle level of Soul Venerable.
Not to mention the 100,000-year-old soft-boned rabbit's left leg bone, which was radiating warmth and perfectly integrated with his left leg.
This is a golden opportunity to rise to the top in one step.
But all Xuanhao wanted to do at that moment was cry.
"This time... we've really messed up."
Xuan Hao withdrew his soul power and leaned against the wall in a somewhat dejected manner.
It has been a full two weeks since I returned to the Papal Palace.
After Bibi Dong threw him in, she never showed her face again.
There was no scolding, no beatings, and even the maid who usually brought meals became mute.
This deathly silence was a thousand times more terrifying than the last one.
In the past, if he caused a little trouble, Bibi Dong would scold him or even beat him up, which would be a minor matter.
But what about this time?
Because of his "tipsy" and "troublemaking," Bibi Dong lost two 100,000-year-old soul beasts that were almost within her grasp, and also lost two sets of soul rings and soul bones.
Anyone would go crazy from such a loss.
Xuan Hao touched his left leg and shivered.
Although they had spent two years together and Bibi Dong had indeed treated him well, in the face of absolute interests, what is the so-called master-disciple relationship really worth?
He dared not gamble.
If you win the bet, you can continue to be a favored disciple.
If you lose the bet, your life is in danger.
So he had to run!
As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn.
It's not too late for him to come back and apologize after he's made a name for himself outside, or even become a Title Douluo.
If you stay here now, you'll be nothing more than fish on a cutting board!
The 100,000-year-old left leg bone that Arou left him gave him two very useful soul skills.
First, Beyond the Dream. This is a top-tier mental illusion skill that can force the opponent into the most beautiful dream or the most terrifying nightmare.
Unless their mental strength far surpasses the opponent's, it is extremely difficult for them to break free.
Secondly, teleportation.
This is the ultimate skill for escaping!
Within a 100-meter range, it ignores terrain and allows for instantaneous teleportation. Furthermore, there is no cooldown period; as long as one has sufficient soul power, one can perform an infinite series of teleportations.
Each teleportation consumes only one percent of one's soul power.
In other words, he can even teleport several kilometers in one breath!
In addition, although the Silver Dragon Martial Soul has not yet been equipped with a Soul Ring, it has an innate and extremely strong affinity for the elements.
In addition, over the past two years, thanks to the cultivation methods given to him by Bibi Dong, his control over mental power has also become very strong.
As his mental energy spread outward, the surrounding elements such as wind, light, and earth acted like tiny eyes and ears, clearly transmitting the layout of the Papal Palace and the positions of the guards into his mind.
"Route planning complete."
Xuan Hao opened his eyes and took out paper and pen from his storage ring.
Although he had decided to run away, he couldn't be too heartless since they had been master and disciple.
He chewed on his pen for a moment, then wrote a heartfelt farewell letter with flowing strokes:
[To my dearest elder sister:]
Seeing these words is like seeing the person in person.
By the time my sister saw this letter, I had already flown far away.
I know I've committed a grave error during this trip to the Starry Sky Forest, causing my sister immense losses.
I am filled with remorse and cannot sleep at night. Every time I think of the disappointment in my sister's eyes, my heart aches.
But I'm more afraid that my sister might tear me apart in a fit of anger.
As the ancients said: "Take a small stick, run away from a big one."
It means that when parents or teachers hit you with a stick, it's part of the discipline, and you have to endure it.
But if they hit you with a big stick, it could kill you. You have to run away quickly, so you don't put your parents and teachers in a bad position.
I think my sister's anger right now is probably at the level of a super big stick.
To save my own life and to prevent my sister from being branded a murderer, I decided to go out and lay low for a while.
Xuanhao will never forget his elder sister's kindness in teaching him.
When my sister calms down or forgets about this, I will definitely come back and serve her like a slave, taking care of her in her old age and seeing her off in her final days (crossed out)... to be filial to my sister!
—From your worthless and cowardly disciple, Xuan Hao.
After finishing writing, Xuanhao blew the ink dry, folded the letter, and respectfully placed it in the most conspicuous position on the stone bed.
Then, he stood up, walked to the ventilation window, and looked at the sky outside through the crack.
At noon, the sun was blazing.
At this time, the guards of the Papal Palace are changing shifts, and most of the deacons and bishops are having lunch or taking a midday rest, which is the time of day when their vigilance is at its lowest.
Moreover, the Papal Palace is crowded and noisy.
Running away in the middle of the night is suicidal; even the slightest fluctuation of soul power is as conspicuous as a lighthouse in the silent night.
The best time to be the darkest is when things are at their most chaotic and brightest.
"call..."
Xuan Hao took a deep breath to calm his tense emotions.
"I'm sorry, sister, this was an emergency evacuation."
The next second, a flash of silver light appeared in his eyes, and he activated his elemental perception to the fullest extent, instantly locking onto a blind spot in the field of vision of the patrolling guard outside the confinement room.
"Teleportation!"
Buzz—
The space was slightly distorted.
The locked room was empty except for a letter under the pillow, which swayed gently in the breeze.
...
Outside Wuhun City, the night was as dark as ink.
As the last rays of the setting sun were completely swallowed by darkness, a slightly disheveled figure appeared in a desolate forest ten miles away from the north gate of Wuhun City.
"Huff... huff..."
Xuan Hao leaned against a withered tree trunk, panting heavily, his forehead covered in fine beads of sweat.
Although teleportation consumes very little soul power, it couldn't withstand his high-frequency, uninterrupted release of it all afternoon.
To evade the ever-present patrols, he had to meticulously calculate his landing point with each teleportation, keeping him constantly on edge.
For the entire afternoon, he roamed like a ghost in the shadows of Wuhun City.
Finally, at the last moment before the city gates closed, he slipped out under a caravan's wagon and ran all the way here.
"Finally... we're out."
Xuan Hao turned to look at the Martial Soul City in the distance, still brightly lit in the night, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.
"Sister, don't blame me."
Xuan Hao cupped his hands in a gesture of respect towards the direction of Wuhun City.
"I'm a coward and I value my life. We have a long future ahead of us.
When I feel my neck is strong enough and I can't cut anymore, I'll come back to take care of you."
After resting for a while and regaining some strength, Xuan Hao determined his direction and, without hesitation, turned and disappeared into the night in the northwest.
Target: Fasno Province, Nottingham City.
This destination was not a spur-of-the-moment decision, but rather a well-thought-out one.
First, the area is located at the border of two great empires, remote and underdeveloped, and is a place where the Spirit Hall's control is relatively weak, making it the most suitable place to hide.
Secondly, and most importantly—for Xiao Wu.
Three days ago, while he was half-asleep in the solitary confinement room, his left leg bone suddenly became hot, and his soul skill called "Beyond the Dream" was activated uncontrollably.
But he did not fall into the illusion; instead, he saw Arou again in a pink ocean of dreams.
The sacrifice of a 100,000-year-old soul beast is extremely domineering and special, but while burning her life, Arou placed her soul in this soul bone.
And the Soul Skill "Beyond the Dream," which involves the spiritual realm, happened to become the cradle of her soul.
In the dream, Arou's figure was so illusory that it seemed as if she might disappear at any moment, but her only request was that Xuanhao find a chance to see Xiaowu.
Although Xuan Hao didn't want to be a nanny, he had obtained the soul ring and soul bone by taking someone else's mother's life.
If he didn't even provide this much after-sales service, he would be a complete scoundrel.
According to Arou, she had already planned their next route, which was the province of Fasno, before Xiaowu even took human form.
Over the years, Arou has been staying on the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest.
She would occasionally leave the forest to visit towns on the edge of the forest and interact with humans, thereby promoting her cultivation.
At the same time, she also learned a lot of information about the human world.
The Fasno Province is located in a remote area, far from Wuhun City, and is an agricultural area with little activity of soul masters.
It can be said to be the safest place for them.
Only after Arou reached level 70 did she allow Xiaowu to transform, preparing to take her into the human world, but...
"Notting City, if the timing is correct, it should be the time when Tang San goes to school, Tang Hao, Blue Silver Emperor..."
Fortune favors the bold.
Let's try our luck then.
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