Chapter 11 The Darkness in Tang Ya's Heart, Xiaochuang's Creation Project
After speaking, Huo Yuhao pushed open the door and left.
"Bang!"
The door slammed shut mercilessly in front of Wang Dong.
Wang Dong remained seated in the chair, his delicate face filled with astonishment and confusion.
From childhood to adulthood, whether in the Haotian Sect or wherever she went, she was always the center of the world thanks to her stunning looks that appealed to both men and women and her exceptional talent.
This was the first time someone had ever looked at her with such disdain.
"Damn it..."
Wang Dong bit her lower lip, her pinkish-blue eyes flashing with anger.
"How dare you ignore me! How dare you say I'm annoying!"
"Huo Yuhao, you just wait!"
She angrily grabbed a pillow and slammed it hard against the empty bed opposite her.
However, as the anger subsided, a strange emotion quietly crept into his heart.
strangeness...
Why... watching his departing figure, I not only don't want to leave, but I also have an urge to chase after him?
Wang Dong clutched his chest, feeling his heart pounding slightly, his eyes becoming somewhat unfocused.
why is that?
...
Outside the dormitory building.
Huo Yuhao did not stroll leisurely; instead, he walked at an extremely fast pace.
Huo Yuhao glanced back at the dormitory building, his eyes cold.
Wang Dong?
The Tang God King cut the stone into one-third pieces and placed them in the mortal realm as his daughter.
On the surface, she is Huo Yuhao's lover in the original novel, but what is she really like?
Just like Madara Uchiha and Black Zetsu.
It was just a trap set by Tang Shenwang for his plan to gain absolute control over this plane.
I won't be like Madara Uchiha or Huo Yuhao in the original story.
With this in mind, Huo Yuhao quickened his pace and swiftly blended into the crowd heading to Shrek City.
...
Shrek City remains as prosperous as ever.
Shops lined both sides of the street, and the sounds of vendors hawking their wares rose and fell.
Huo Yuhao walked through the crowd, but he wasn't blinded by the glitz and glamour. His goal was clear—to become stronger.
Although my body has been modified by Hashirama cells, I am still not satisfied.
To bear the power of the Sharingan and to control the Susanoo that may be activated in the future, one must hone one's physical body to its limit.
Just then, a familiar voice came from the side front.
"Huh? Xiao Yuhao?"
Huo Yuhao paused and looked up.
Tang Ya looked at him with a face full of surprise.
"What a coincidence! You should have already been assigned to your dorm, right? How are things going with your new roommates?"
Huo Yuhao curled his lip, the memory of beating up Wang Dong flashing through his mind, and uttered two words indifferently:
"good."
Tang Ya didn't notice his perfunctory attitude. She hopped over to him and asked curiously, "Then why didn't you rest in the dormitory? Why did you come to the city?"
"Buy some equipment for cultivation."
Huo Yuhao went straight to the point, "Teacher Xiaoya, do you know where I can buy weighted equipment for physical training?"
"Weighted training?" Tang Ya blinked. "You want to practice physical skills? You can't find those things in ordinary general stores; you have to go to a specialized blacksmith shop to have them custom-made."
"Perfect timing! I also need to order a batch of hidden weapons. Come on, I'll take you to a great place. It's a long-term partner of the Tang Clan, they can give you a discount!"
Huo Yuhao nodded: "Then I'll have to trouble you, Teacher Xiaoya."
The two walked through several streets and arrived at a blacksmith shop in the west of the city, where the clanging of metal never ceased.
Tang Ya greeted the boss familiarly, then pushed Huo Yuhao to the front.
"Boss, this kid needs a set of weights custom-made. Wristbands, anklebands, and a vest."
The boss measured Huo Yuhao's dimensions and noted them down.
At this moment, Huo Yuhao took out two pre-drawn blueprints from his pocket and handed them to the boss.
"Boss, besides the weight-bearing capacity, could you also help me manufacture these two items in batches?"
The boss took the blueprints, and Tang Ya curiously came over as well.
The drawings did not depict the swords and blades commonly seen in Douluo Continent, nor the syringes and mechanisms of the Tang Sect.
The first picture shows a diamond-shaped dart with a round hole in the center and sharp corners.
The second picture shows a uniquely shaped short blade with a ring at the end, seemingly for easy finger manipulation and rotation.
"This is..." A hint of surprise flashed in Tang Ya's eyes, "...also a hidden weapon?"
"These are shuriken and kunai."
Huo Yuhao calmly explained, "It's a type of throwing weapon that I designed myself.
With specific techniques, it can change the flight trajectory and even collide and bounce off each other in mid-air."
"Shuriken...kunai..."
Tang Ya looked at the simple yet deadly design, then at the eleven-year-old boy in front of her, and the surprise in her eyes gradually turned into admiration.
"Genius... Xiao Yuhao, you are truly a genius!"
"Not only can they create their own soul skills, but they can also design this brand-new type of hidden weapon."
As Tang Ya spoke, her initially excited voice gradually subsided.
Looking at Huo Yuhao's youthful yet composed face, a layer of undisguised gloom suddenly welled up in the depths of her eyes.
"Do you know, Xiao Yuhao..."
Her hands gripped the hem of her dress tightly, and her voice trembled slightly:
Sometimes, I really envy your talent.
"If... if I were as strong as you, as talented as you, perhaps the Tang Clan wouldn't have fallen so completely under my leadership, and Mom and Dad wouldn't have..."
In that instant, Tang Ya no longer exuded the aura of the lively young girl she usually did.
Rather, it is a profound darkness born of hatred and powerlessness.
Huo Yuhao keenly sensed this aura.
At that very moment, the system screen in his mind flickered.
[Uchiha Obito (Tiger Skin Mask)]
[Unlock Condition: Guide two key figures onto a path with a completely different destiny]
Current progress: 0/2
Looking into Tang Ya's pained eyes, Huo Yuhao felt no emotion whatsoever; instead, he felt a surge of exhilarating control over the entire domain.
What perfect material.
He yearns for power, burdened by a deep-seated blood feud, yet is powerless to do anything about it.
This is practically a gender-swapped version of Nagato.
Huo Yuhao reached out and gently patted Tang Ya's shoulder, his voice becoming deep and magnetic, like a devil's whisper:
"Teacher Xiaoya."
"Talent is only one factor; hard work is even more important."
"If you want, we can take back everything that the Tang Clan has lost in the future. We can even... make those who destroyed the Tang Clan pay a hundredfold price."
Tang Ya suddenly raised her head and looked into Huo Yuhao's deep eyes. Something that had been suppressed in her heart for a long time seemed to be breaking through the soil.
She took a deep breath and forced a smile: "Yes! You're right! With you here, the Tang Clan will definitely be revived!"
Huo Yuhao sneered inwardly.
revival?
No, I will guide you to personally destroy that hypocritical Shrek and this corrupt world.
Just like Obito guided Nagato.
I will make you and the Tang Clan work for me.
However, I will definitely create an Akatsuki organization that belongs to me in the future, and that will not change!
"Boss, I'll take these two types, fifty of each. I want the best quality iron."
Huo Yuhao turned his head and resumed his calm tone.
After calculating the price, to Tang Ya's astonishment, Huo Yuhao took out a heavy bag of gold soul coins from his storage ring and slammed it on the counter.
"No need to look anymore, expedite it."
Tang Ya's mouth dropped open: "Little...Little Yuhao? Where did you get so much money?"
She had initially thought that the boy must be short of money since he had just arrived at the college. She had heard him say that he was a good cook, and she was planning to suggest that he sell grilled fish at the school gate to earn some extra money.
As it turned out, the other person was even more generous than she, the sect leader!
Huo Yuhao put his money pouch back and smiled faintly:
"This is the savings left at home."
To be precise, it's the Duchess who owes me.
Seeing Tang Ya's somewhat embarrassed yet envious gaze, Huo Yuhao had another idea.
Since the goal is to control Tang Ya, in addition to the inducement of power, the economic lifeline is also crucial.
"Teacher Xiaoya, if you need money..."
Huo Yuhao lowered his voice, "Next time we meet, I might have a way to help you earn your first pot of gold for the revival of the Tang Sect."
"Really?!"
Tang Ya's eyes instantly transformed into the shape of gold coins, her previous gloom vanishing completely. "Then it's a deal! No backing out!"
...
The next two days.
Huo Yuhao seemed to have vanished into thin air.
Aside from meals, he spends almost all his time in his dormitory or in secluded corners for intense physical training.
He wore that heavy protective gear at all times, even when he slept.
As for Wang Dong, who shares the same dormitory.
She's been feeling down these past few days.
No matter how she tried to strike up a conversation, whether it was to provoke, show goodwill, or even deliberately display her knowledge of martial spirit in front of Huo Yuhao.
Huo Yuhao always only has those few reactions:
"oh."
"I'm busy."
"Don't block the way."
The feeling of being completely ignored drove the young master of the Haotian Sect crazy, yet he was helpless.
She didn't realize that as Huo Yuhao became more and more indifferent, the longer her gaze lingered on him.
Until the day of the opening ceremony arrived.
End of this chapter...