RNP Chapter 30 Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm: Where did you come from?!
Chapter 30 Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm: Where did you come from?!
Chapter 31 Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm: Where did you come from?!
"Where...where am I?!"
"Wait a minute, weren't we just in Xilai City?!"
"How come I'm in a different place after just one night's sleep?!"
"The atmosphere around us has completely changed!"
Deep within Huo Yuhao's spiritual sea, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm's round face was filled with shock and astonishment.
Its accumulated knowledge over millions of years seemed completely inadequate at this moment, and it had no idea what was happening.
Soft murmurs and gasps of surprise kept coming from its mouth, carrying a sense of panic as if its worldview had been shaken.
Beside him, Little Silver appeared unusually calm, hovering in mid-air with an even somewhat elegant posture.
Its silver pupils glanced at the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm, a faint hint of superiority flashing across them, as if to say, "Look at you, making a fuss over nothing, so ignorant."
Xiao Yin seemed to have forgotten her own inappropriate behavior when she traveled back ten thousand years.
Huo Yuhao fully regained consciousness, sat up from the soft and comfortable bed, and stretched as usual, his bones making a slight cracking sound.
He had long since adapted from the initial shock of these unpredictable journeys to a near-daily calm.
He got out of bed with a normal expression, got dressed, and prepared to wash up as usual before having breakfast.
At the same time, his mind sank into his spiritual sea and directly instructed, "Little Silver, explain the current situation to Brother Tianmeng."
Upon hearing Huo Yuhao's address for the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm, a hint of "sourness" flickered across Xiao Yin's silver pupils like ripples on water.
But it quickly composed itself and respectfully replied, "Yes, Lord Yuhao!"
Then, it turned to the still chaotic Tianmeng Ice Silkworm, and its voice became solemn.
"You'd better listen carefully to every word I'm about to say—"
It began to narrate Huo Yuhao's "time travel" ability that spanned ten thousand years in an orderly manner.
With Xiao Yin providing the "science explanation," Huo Yuhao can save himself some trouble.
After washing up, Huo Yuhao changed into some clean clothes and walked briskly towards the restaurant.
Morning light streamed through the clean glass window, casting warm dappled patterns on the gleaming tabletop.
Leng Yaozhu was already sitting at the table, her breakfast steaming in front of her.
Seeing Huo Yuhao enter, she smiled gently and patted the chair next to her: "Come on, I specially made your favorite soft rabbit meat shredded fried spring rolls today, eat them while they're hot."
Huo Yuhao sat down as instructed, and as he had done countless times before, quietly had breakfast with Leng Yaozhu.
The aroma of food mingled with the tranquility of the morning; everything was as usual.
However, after swallowing the last bite of food, Huo Yuhao picked up the silk napkin beside him and slowly wiped the corner of his mouth—
He turned to look at Leng Yaozhu beside him and said, "Aunt Leng, this time when I went back, I encountered the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm."
"Clang!"
The spoon in Leng Yaozhu's hand suddenly slipped from her fingers and made a slight clinking sound on the table.
She seemed to freeze instantly, her other hand still holding the bowl, but deep within her eyes, a storm suddenly surged.
Time seemed to stand still for a few moments.
She slowly placed the bowl back on the table, then suddenly turned her head, her gaze fixed on Huo Yuhao's face, her voice carrying a slight tremor that she herself was unaware of.
"What did you just say?!"
Huo Yuhao repeated, "This time, when I traveled back ten thousand years, I encountered the million-year-old soul beast, the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm, which is currently deep within my spiritual sea!"
In an instant, Leng Yaozhu's expression was like a spilled palette, with complex emotions rapidly shifting.
The initial shock was quickly overwhelmed by an almost overflowing excitement and ecstasy, mixed with a sense of relief and disbelief.
At the same time, Leng Yaozhu's voice came out as she talked to herself.
"Historical records do not specify the exact time when you met Tianmeng Ice Silkworm, but it was definitely not when you were eight years old."
"I was worried that the sudden acceleration of your cultivation process would disrupt your original destiny and cause you to miss those crucial opportunities."
"I didn't expect it to appear after all! You actually encountered the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm ahead of schedule!"
Leng Yaozhu's voice suddenly rose, carrying a sense of enlightenment and exhilaration, as if the clouds had parted and the sun had shone through.
She suddenly focused her attention on Huo Yuhao again, her eyes shining brightly.
"Yuhao!" She gripped Huo Yuhao's hand, her strength unconsciously tightening. "Perhaps—I'm overthinking it!"
"You are favored by the destiny of the continent, a chosen one of the times!"
Even if the stream of fate changes course because of you, the opportunities that should have been yours will flow back into your river in another form!
"Perhaps this is precisely the powerful corrective force of fate itself!"
How could she not be overjoyed?
The appearance of the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm is not simply a matter of obtaining a million-year soul ring or an ultimate martial soul.
This perhaps means that Huo Yuhao's path to godhood is now even more secure!
Seeing Leng Yaozhu's barely concealed excitement, Huo Yuhao continued, "Aunt Leng, this time when I went back, besides the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm, I also met two other people who claimed to be students of Shrek Academy, named Bei Bei and Tang Ya."
"Beibei and Tang Ya?"
The excitement on Leng Yaozhu's face quickly subsided like a tide, replaced by calm contemplation.
She frowned slightly, as a vast sea of historical information flashed through her mind.
The "Spirit Ice Douluo Era" ten thousand years ago was a time of brilliant stars, whose brilliance naturally illuminated a group of outstanding figures of the same era.
Soon, the relevant memories surfaced clearly.
"Beibei—one of the Shrek Seven Devils of your generation, whose martial soul was the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex, which later evolved into the Holy Light Dragon."
"He was exceptionally talented and resolute. He later succeeded as the head of the Sea God Pavilion at Shrek Academy and was a pivotal leader of that era."
Her voice was calm and steady, as if reciting a familiar story: "As for Tang Ya—her records are relatively brief."
"She was the sect leader of the Tang Sect at the time, and her martial soul was Blue Silver Grass."
Historical records mention that she mysteriously disappeared for a period of time, and when she reappeared, her strength had increased dramatically.
"Ultimately, he became the first legendary figure since the first Sea God Tang San to cultivate Blue Silver Grass to the Title Douluo level."
A hint of surprise flashed in Huo Yuhao's eyes. It turned out that the seemingly eccentric girl was actually the leader of the Tang Sect, and her future achievements were so extraordinary.
What seemed like a chance encounter led to the meeting of two important figures who would go down in history.
He then took the opportunity to make his long-awaited request: "Aunt Leng, you see—I've already started contacting these key figures and events from ten thousand years ago."
"I think—may I begin to consult historical records related to me now?"
"I need to know more in order to better grasp the current direction."
Leng Yaozhu remained silent for a moment, her gaze lingering on Huo Yuhao's face, which was filled with sincerity and determination.
Finally, she slowly nodded: "Go, it's time."
"Thank you, Aunt Leng!"
Huo Yuhao practically jumped up from his chair, his voice filled with barely suppressed excitement.
He turned and ran out, his steps hurried, as if he wanted to fly to the library immediately.
"Yuhao!"
Just as he was about to leave the restaurant, Leng Yaozhu's voice suddenly came from behind him.
Huo Yuhao stopped and turned around, only to see Leng Yaozhu looking at him and instructing him, "Don't mention the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm to anyone."
"Yes! I understand!"
Huo Yuhao nodded seriously, then turned around again and quickly disappeared at the restaurant entrance.
All he wanted to do now was immerse himself in those dusty files.
Go touch, go read, go understand that glorious past that belongs to "Spirit Ice Douluo Huo Yuhao," a past that is both familiar and unfamiliar.