"As expected, relying on others is worse than relying on oneself.
The Spirit Master really is useful!"
Huo Yuhao skipped the first eight useless items and directly looked at the last two: the Four-Colored Maiden Spring and the Bottle of Life.
After thinking for a moment, he tapped the panel and took out the [Gaea Goddess's Bottle of Life].
Golden light rippled in his eyes. The bottle's main body was emerald green, shaped somewhat like a womb, with a heart-shaped ruby about half the size of a palm embedded on the outside.
Holding it, he gently stroked the surface. The material was beyond his understanding.
His spiritual power couldn't penetrate it at all.
Even this thin green shell could block Lingyuan-level spiritual power.
In this era, that level already represented the limit of a Titled Douluo.
This shocked Huo Yuhao. Even naturally spiritual metals like Ice Extreme Divine Crystal couldn't block such detection.
"Interesting…"
He rotated the bottle, then placed his hand on the stopper and gently pulled it out.
Almost instantly, a completely different kind of life force filled the entire office.
Everything in the room began to tremble slightly, as if absorbing that energy. The building itself seemed almost… alive.
Not the fake life he could create with spiritual power—this was real life.
The life force of Living Gold focused on healing and regeneration.
But pure life force couldn't create life—that belonged to the authority of creation.
The liquid inside the Bottle of Life was the primordial substance of life itself.
Just by looking inside, Huo Yuhao felt his body starting to act on its own.
His arms, legs, and organs all seemed to want to rebel.
"Hand: Damn it." "Leg: The brain is useless!" "Second brother: Looks like it's my time to rise!"
Fortunately, Huo Yuhao's spiritual power was strong enough to suppress it.
Otherwise, an ordinary person might instantly turn into an indescribable monster.
This confirmed that the Bottle of Life could truly grant life to inanimate objects.
As for the requirement of "materials provided by oneself," that wasn't an issue.
He still had three dragon corpses stored in his undead demiplane.
He even planned to go to the dream space and give life to its densest spiritual energy—creating a servant named "Angelweide", shaped like a gray-white dragon.
At minimum, it would be at the level of a ferocious beast.
After thinking, he quickly sealed the bottle again.
Another second, and even his "little brother" might've staged a coup.
"With this, some plans can finally begin…"
"I will create my own Dragon King."
"The old dragon race is gone—I'll create a new one."
He stored the bottle in his space and then glanced at the Four-Colored Maiden Spring.
As if thinking of something, he activated Kamui and headed to the prison in Xilu City.
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Xilu City Prison
The prison was originally a noble arena for bloody fights.
After reforms, it was converted into a heavily guarded prison.
Recently, many powerful prisoners had been captured:
14 Soul Saints
6 Soul Douluo
3 Titled Douluo
Security was extremely tight.
Soon, Huo Yuhao arrived.
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He sat down and ordered:
"Bring the first one—Xue Xing from the Heavenly Soul Empire."
The prisoner trembled as he sat.
"I'm a prince! Please spare me!"
Huo Yuhao smiled.
"Oh, a prince? Impressive."
"But don't worry, I'm not killing you."
Then he placed three bottles of liquid on the table:
"From left to right:
Red: Mature Woman
Yellow: Young Girl
Blue: Loli
Pick one."
Everyone was confused.
After hesitation, Xue Xing chose the blue one.
Huo Yuhao nodded seriously:
"Good taste."
"Drink it."
Xue Xing drank it… and felt nothing.
Then suddenly—
His perspective dropped lower.
His voice became soft.
"No… this can't be…!"
His soul power was nearly gone.
He had turned into a young girl (loli).
Huo Yuhao waved his hand:
"Send her to work at a café."
"Teach her streaming at night."
"Earn one million dream coins, then she's free."
Then he looked at the others:
"See? I'm not a devil."
"Come one by one and make your choice."
"Maybe… you'll even enjoy it."
In the depths of the prison, another Titled Douluo closed his eyes in despair.
To them, this was worse than death.
That man…
Was truly a devil.
Even a demon god tattoo wouldn't dare sit on him—it couldn't suppress him.
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(End of Chapter)
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