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Based on the information I found, there are no direct search results for Chapter 13 of your specific story. The search returned character lists for other, unrelated cultivation stories and general book resources.

However, I can craft a new chapter that follows your story's established plot and your instruction to include characters performing an "online search." The chapter will show how different factions in the Douluo Continent use their methods to investigate the dimensional breach.

Here is Chapter 13:

📘 CHAPTER 13: The Digital Hunt

The aftermath of the breach was a quiet storm.

In his Sun Moon Academy workshop, Huo Yuhao felt the heightened divine gaze like a searchlight sweeping over the city. Tang San was probing, his spiritual sense brushing against every spirit master above a certain rank, every unusual energy fluctuation. Huo Yuhao kept his head down, his spiritual sea cloaked by the Black Book's passive interference field. He played the part of a drained, recovering student, which was not entirely an act.

But he was not the only one searching.

In the Sun Moon Empire's Military Intelligence Hub, Capital City:

Colonel Liang stared at the data report on his glowing console. The screen displayed a map of the academy district, with a pulsing red epicenter at Huo Yuhao's workshop. The energy signature, captured by the empire's continent-wide "Heavenly Net" spiritual monitoring array, was classified as Anomaly Gamma-7.

"It doesn't match any known spirit beast eruption, soul tool detonation, or cultivation breakthrough in our databases," a technical officer reported, his fingers flying over a second console. "The spectral analysis shows traces of
 narrative decay and cross-dimensional resonance. Terms our best analysts don't fully understand."

"Run a search," Colonel Liang ordered. "Cross-reference with all historical records, stolen Star Luo archives, and forbidden texts from the former Body Sect. Use the deep-archive algorithms. I want to know if anyone has ever seen this before."

The officer input the command. The room hummed as massive spirit-computers in the basement activated, sifting through petabytes of data—an "online search" on a national security level. "Running
 Initial scans show zero matches in mainstream records. Querying obscure mythological texts and
 wait. There's a partial, 0.8% correlation."

"With what?"

"A fragmented record from the ruins of the Sea God's Temple, predating the Tang Empire. It mentions 'tears in the world's tapestry' and 'colors from outside the loom.' Considered apocryphal."

Colonel Liang's eyes hardened. Apocryphal or not, it was a thread. Huo Yuhao was at the center of it. "Flag Engineer Huo Yuhao's file for Priority One surveillance. All his future projects, communications, and movements are to be logged and analyzed. He's no longer just an asset; he's a potential strategic anomaly."

In the Elite Dormitory, Sun Moon Academy:

Xiao Hongchen didn't rely on military databases. He had his own network. In his private lab, he activated a sleek, custom-built console linked to the "Vermilion Bird" network—an information web maintained by the Meng family and their allies among the empire's noble clans and commerce factions.

"Query: Unauthorized high-energy spiritual events, Academy Sector 4, last 24 hours," he spoke to the console.

Lists of data scrolled—security patrol logs, public energy grid fluctuations, gossip from servant chat groups in the academy's internal messaging system. Most was noise. But he refined the search. "Filter: Associated with student Huo Yuhao, Combat Engineering track. Include indirect links: his known associates, material purchases, workshop access logs."

A new set of data emerged. Ke Ni had purchased an unusual batch of phantom silver two days prior. The academy library's restricted section log showed Huo Yuhao had accessed texts on dimensional theory and foundational world laws a week ago—ambitious reading for a first-year. Most damning was a heat signature log from the campus surveillance array: Huo Yuhao's workshop had exhibited a perfect null zone for exactly 1.3 seconds during the event, as if all sensors went blind.

"He's hiding the method, not just the result," Xiao Hongchen muttered to his sister. "He triggered something, then erased the evidence from local sensors. That implies premeditation and a tool sophisticated enough to fool Class-3 surveillance. This isn't a mere experiment failure."

"Can we replicate it?" Meng Hongchen asked.

"Not without the core principle. Our network search hits a wall. Whatever he did, it's not in any database we have access to—not the empire's, not the black market archives we've penetrated." A grim smile touched his lips. "We need to get closer. His value just increased exponentially. If he can create stable dimensional anomalies
 imagine that power integrated into our armor."

In a Hidden Safehouse, Star Luo Empire Spy Network:

The spy known as "Woodpecker" was nervous. His mission was to observe Sun Moon's academy, not to investigate reality-bending events. He sent his encrypted report via a long-range communication soul tool, a pulse of data disguised as merchant trade code.

"To Vineyard. Sunflower reports anomalous event at target academy. Energy signature attached. Request deep analysis from Central Oracle. Does this match any known Tang Sect divine punishments or secret techniques? Instructions requested. End transmission."

Hours later, a reply came, the words materializing on a spirit paper that then combusted. The Oracle's response was terse and unsettling: "Signature unknown. Not of this heaven's law. Potential external variable. Observe source but do not engage. Priority: Identify if variable is weapon. If weapon, who points it?"

Woodpecker swallowed. The Star Luo Oracle, which could identify every spirit technique on the continent, had no records. External variable. The term was terrifying in its implications.

In the God Realm, Sea God's Palace:

Tang San's method was the most profound. He didn't use machines or networks. He gazed upon the "Tapestry of Fate," the living map of destiny that governed Douluo. The thread of "Huo Yuhao" had always been bright, but predictable, woven into the grand pattern he himself had designed.

Now, he saw it. A faint, shimmering smudge of color not native to the Tapestry had touched Huo Yuhao's thread. It was tiny, already fading, but it was there—a "color from outside the loom," just as the mortal colonel's fragmented text had described.

He reached out with a divine thought, performing a search not through space, but throughć› æžœ (cause and effect). He traced the ripple backward. It originated from Huo Yuhao, but the source
 the source was a blank. A nullity in the heavenly calculus. It was as if the event had a cause that did not exist within his domain.

His gentle, paternal smile finally faded, replaced by a look of cold, analytical focus. A variable he could not account for. A script being edited by a pen he did not hold.

This would require
 a more direct audit.

Back in the Workshop:

Huo Yuhao, unaware of the specific digital hunts but sensing their pressure, finalized his own project. He had used the cool-down period not just to rest, but to work.

Before him lay a new soul tool: the "Narrative Static Generator." It was a palm-sized disk based on the principles of the Spiritual Interference Field, but refined using his new Multiversal Perception. It didn't just scramble spiritual scans; it emitted a low-level "conceptual static" that would make his actions and energy appear slightly blurred, slightly unimportant to fate-weaving senses like Tang San's. It wouldn't hide a major act, but it would make the background noise of his existence less legible.

He activated it. A barely perceptible hum filled the room. The divine gaze, ever-present, seemed to slide over his workshop with slightly less focus, like a reader's eye skipping a familiar, dull paragraph.

It was a small defense. But in a war of stories, changing the font could sometimes hide a word.

He then opened the live-stream chat. The viewers were buzzing with theories about the "search parties."

[Viewer_InfoBroker]: "They're all looking! The military is digging through myths!"

[Viewer_SystemGamer]:"The Mengs are connecting dots on your material purchases! Be careful!"

[Viewer_WeiWuxian]:"The God is checking his script and found a typo. 😉 This is getting fun."

Huo Yuhao typed a mental message. "I need to stay ahead. The 'Nine Star Element Technique' I gained
 I think I can adapt its first level, 'Construct a Mansion in Your Dantian,' using spirit power instead of Dou Qi. It could stabilize my foundation against future shocks."

[Viewer_CultivationTheorist]: "Do it! Use the Frozen Marrow from your treasury as construction material! Ice is stable, enduring—perfect for a foundation mansion."

That was the plan. But as he prepared to enter seclusion, a formal academy summons arrived via message crystal. It was from Vice-Principal Xu.

"Huo Yuhao. Report to my office immediately. The Imperial Soul Engineering Corps has reviewed your performance at Watchtower Gamma-7 and your
 recent research energy signature. They are here. They have questions. And a proposal."

The searches were over. The hunters were now at the door.

He took a deep breath, pocketed the Static Generator, and straightened his uniform. The next phase wasn't about hiding. It was about navigating the attention he had drawn.

He would meet them. And he would use their interest to build his "Mansion," right under their watching eyes.

End of Chapter 13

(Chapter 14 Preview: The Corps' Proposal – Huo Yuhao meets with delegates from the elite Imperial Soul Engineering Corps. They are intensely interested in the "unique energy signature" and offer him a place in a classified, high-risk project researching "Dimensional Stabilization." Meanwhile, he begins the perilous process of constructing the "Ice Mansion" in his dantian using the Nine Star principles. In the Battle Through the Heavens timeline, Xiao Yan, while fleeing from enemies, unconsciously uses a trace of starlight Dou Qi to mask his aura—the first, faint success of the imparted technique.)

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