Reborn as Huo Yuhao, but also in Battle Through the Heavens

Chapter 101 Elder?

Chapter 102 Elder?

A cold, stern voice suddenly rang out against the back of Bai Cheng's follower's neck.

"Who?!" The henchman's hair stood on end, and he turned around abruptly, his heart nearly leaping out of his throat!

A tall, grey-robed figure appeared behind him at some point, the hood pulled low, completely obscuring his face except for a section of his sharply defined chin. A chilling aura silently spread out, causing him to shiver involuntarily.

"Elder! You—you misheard!" The lackey forced a fawning smile that was more like a grimace, and quietly took a step back, wanting nothing more than to escape this suffocating presence.

"What if—I give you a chance?" The gray-robed man's voice was like rusty iron scraping against each other, carrying a strange allure.

"An opportunity? What do you mean?!" The follower froze, his eyes filled with suspicion and uncertainty. This elder—something was wrong with him!

"Oh!"

With a short, sharp laugh, the gray-robed man moved! He moved so fast that he left only a blur! A pale white hand with unusually large knuckles gripped the henchman's throat like an iron clamp in an instant!

"Ugh—!" The agonizing scream was cut short before it was completely choked in her throat, leaving only a futile groan.

The biting wind brushed against his cheeks. Huo Yuhao squinted, his mental energy like an invisible spider web, constantly scanning the rapidly passing mountain and forest landscape below.

Beside him, Elder Huo, whose usually serious and rigid face was now forced to squeeze out a twisted, fawning smile as he moved closer to Huo Yuhao.

"Elder Huo," Elder Huo's voice was low and slightly hoarse, "I have something I'd like to ask for your help with."

Huo Yuhao turned his head and was startled by Elder Huo's eager eyes: "Elder Huo, please speak."

"Hehe!" Elder Huo rubbed his calloused fingers, his eyes darting around. "That spirit field in the inner courtyard—I know, it's your doing! I wonder if—"

Huo Yuhao said helplessly, "As you know, the vice dean and Elder Lingtian will never allow the alchemy department to manage the medicinal fields. Even if I suggest it, it will be the same."

"Why bother with them! Those ordinary medicinal herbs are nothing to me." Elder Huo waved his hand hastily, almost hitting a Dou Wang flying beside him. "I have some treasures. Do you think you could get a piece of spirit field for our alchemy department?"

"I see. — Once this matter is settled, if you have some free time, you can give it a try." Huo Yuhao nodded slightly.

With Elder Huo's objective achieved, the three Dou Wang elders beside him, who had been listening intently, immediately swarmed around him like sharks smelling fish!

"Elder Huo! Elder Huo!" An elder with long arms shouted the loudest, his face full of enthusiasm, "Those magical artifacts you forged! They're simply miraculous! Recently, those lads Lin Xiuyai, with the magical artifacts you gave them, have even managed to exchange a few blows with us!"

"Could you perhaps make one for us too?" A tall, upright elder approached, his voice full of laughter.

"Yes, whatever you need, just say so!" The last elder with the big beard had his old face almost touching Huo Yuhao's.

Looking at the three faces before him, each one clearly showing desire, Huo Yuhao sighed and asked, "What weapons do the three elders use?"

Long-Armed Elder: "Gun!"

"I am skilled with a sword!" The tall elder drew his fine steel longsword.

"I'll use a stick!" said the bearded elder.

Huo Yuhao's storage ring flashed, and the spirit weapon embryos of these weapons floated before his eyes. At the same time, a small bottle of viscous spirit liquid shimmering with pale golden light appeared in his palm.

"Elder Huo, is that you?" Huo Yuhao looked at Elder Huo.

Elder Huo waved his hand, his gaze seemingly drawn to the spirit field he was about to obtain: "I will not use weapons."

Huo Yuhao asked no more questions. His mental energy instantly condensed into three invisible carving knives, which he dipped into the spiritual liquid. In the rapidly flying gale, Huo Yuhao multitasked, smoothly outlining the corresponding strengthening spiritual patterns on the three weapon blanks according to the attributes of the three elders.

Huo Yuhao's movements were fluid and graceful, possessing a unique beauty. Golden spiritual patterns spread and illuminated the artifact's surface as if they were alive.

The elders were so captivated by the sight that they nearly bumped into Elder Huo, who was leading the way.

In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the three weapons hummed and trembled, emitting distinct yet heart-stopping energy fluctuations!

"It's done!"

The three Dou Wang elders were overjoyed and eagerly accepted their respective spiritual weapons. Feeling the surging power emanating from the weapons, the three almost immediately tried to experience the amplification provided by the spiritual weapons while still in the air.

Just then, Elder Huo's deep voice rang out: "We've arrived!"

Everyone's gaze sharpened. Below, at the foot of a continuous mountain range, a vast city built from piled-up black boulders was clearly visible.

Huo Yuhao's mental power, like the most sophisticated radar, instantly swept across the entire city, his brow furrowing almost imperceptibly: "There's no trace of Elder Wu. This city is unusually quiet."

The once bustling Black Seal City was now deserted, giving everyone a sinister feeling.

The group landed on a mountaintop outside the city, without rashly entering the city.

"Elder Wu couldn't have already—" The bearded elder looked grave, gripping the newly acquired long staff tightly with both hands.

"With Wu Tian's strength, he wouldn't do that." Elder Huo stroked his beard and said decisively, "There's no time to lose, let's go straight to the Eight Doors headquarters!"

"It's best not to be too reckless!" Huo Yuhao suggested, "How about I infiltrate first, check on the condition of our students, and then decide how to resolve this matter?"

"Alright. Elder Huo, please be careful! We'll wait for your signal here. This time, we'll follow your command!" Elder Huo nodded, handing over command to Huo Yuhao.

"Understood." Huo Yuhao nodded, his figure flickered, and like a shadow merging into the darkness, he silently fell from the sky and disappeared among the houses of Black Seal City.

Under the simulated disguise, Huo Yuhao quickly traversed the empty streets of Black Seal City and soon arrived in front of a huge auction house.

The Black Seal Auction House, the headquarters of the Eight Gates. Huo Yuhao's gaze swept over the guards at the entrance, his heart filled with doubt: a Dou Shi-level guard—what kind of support did such a strong guard have? How dare they provoke Canaan Academy?

Without spending time thinking about these things, Huo Yuhao entered the Black Seal Auction House without any hindrance and without attracting anyone's attention.

Upon entering, one finds a spacious auction hall. Perhaps due to the outrageous rumors spread by the Eight Doors, the auction house is currently empty of customers. The auctioneer and appraisers are chatting together. Huo Yuhao eavesdrops for a while but doesn't glean any valuable information.

Huo Yuhao's eyes flashed with golden light as he manipulated his mental power to simulate the soul fluctuations of the two people, silently infiltrating their souls.

[Psychological suggestion]!

"Go to the place where the Canaan Academy students are being held!" Huo Yuhao left the command in their subconscious.