Chapter 34 Is the pressure too great?

When Huo Yuhao arrived at the Soul Guidance Department Hall, He Caitou had already appeared here, and it seemed that he had been waiting for a while.

“Senior Brother, you’re here so early.” Huo Yuhao walked up to He Caitou and couldn’t help but sigh.

"I just got here too." He Caitou said with a smile.

“By the way, senior brother, what kind of soul beast do you need this time?” Huo Yuhao asked.

"Me? My martial soul is not that good. I'm not picky about soul beasts, as long as the age is suitable." How did He Caitou get his first three soul rings? He didn't consider the race of the soul beast at all, he just went with the age.

“By the way, senior brother, what kind of martial soul do you have? I haven’t seen your martial soul for such a long time.” How could Huo Yuhao not know what He Caitou’s martial soul was? However, it was difficult to explain the origin of this matter, so he could only pretend that he didn’t know.

"My martial soul is very ordinary, so it's better not to show it." He Caitou never liked to show off his martial soul.

After all, in He Caitou's opinion, this martial spirit was really embarrassing for him.

“Okay then.” Huo Yuhao also knew that there was no point in forcing anyone to do something, so he gave up asking any more questions.

On the contrary, He Caitou felt guilty towards Huo Yuhao when he saw how well Huo Yuhao understood him.

We are all brothers and sisters, but I am still hiding my martial spirit and not telling others. It is really not honest enough.

So He Caitou decided to show his martial spirit, but the premise was still to be agreed upon.

"Junior brother, let me make it clear first, you are not allowed to laugh."

“Don’t worry, senior brother. I have received professional training and I won’t laugh no matter how funny it is.” Huo Yuhao nodded seriously.

He Caitou took a long breath and then chanted a soul spell: "I have a thick cigar."

"puff!"

"You laughed?" He Caitou, holding a big, thick black cigar in his hand, looked at Huo Yuhao, who was sitting upright beside him, with suspicion.

Huo Yuhao shook his head seriously: "How is that possible? Brother, you can see that my expression doesn't look like I'm smiling."

He Caitou watched Huo Yuhao slowly lower his head and his gaze just shifted to the cigar in his hand.

"puff!"

Hearing the voice, He Caitou immediately looked at Huo Yuhao with suspicion.

But Huo Yuhao still sat upright.

"What's wrong? Senior brother."

“I...maybe I’m hallucinating?” Looking at Huo Yuhao’s serious expression, He Caitou suddenly wondered if there was something wrong with his ears.

“Brother, what is the function of your soul skill?” Huo Yuhao asked as he took the cigar from He Caitou’s hand.

"It doesn't have much effect," He Caitou obviously didn't have a clear understanding of his own soul skills, "This thing is called a spirit-boosting thick cigar. It can burn for about twenty minutes after being lit. The user's spirit concentration will be enhanced during the inhalation process. Sometimes I light one to boost my spirits while making soul guides."

“Will it improve the user’s mental concentration?” This time Huo Yuhao was really curious. After all, knowing what the effect was and actually experiencing it were two completely different experiences.

"Brother, can I have a taste?"

"What's wrong with that? Just try it."

"Okay."

Then, with curiosity mixed with a hint of excitement, Huo Yuhao lit the cigar. As the white smoke slowly emerged, Huo Yuhao clearly felt that his mental power became more concentrated.

Very comfortable.

"Wow, Yuhao, this is a good stuff!" Even the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm hidden in the sea of ​​​​spirituality can clearly feel the benefits of this thing.

"If I take one of these every day, I'll be so unhappy!" "Yuhao, after using this, your mental concentration is at least 15% higher than usual, which is a pretty amazing number!"

“Brother, what do you think of your soul skill?” Huo Yuhao came out of his intoxication and took the initiative without waiting for He Caitou to ask.

"Hmm? I think he's pretty average, average among food-type soul masters?"

"So, Senior Brother, do you know anything about food-type soul masters?"

"I don't know. I have been in the Soul Guidance Department since I started practicing." He Caitou shook his head.

"Brother, the biggest difference between food-type soul masters and auxiliary-type soul masters is that the food made by food-type soul masters is often preserved, while auxiliary-type soul masters need to continuously provide soul power during the auxiliary process."

"But even if they can be preserved, they can only be preserved for a few hours. Only geniuses can preserve them for more than a day."

"Brother, how long can you keep it?"

"Two days."

Then Huo Yuhao told He Caitou about his own experience and how the effects of food-type soul masters' soul skills were generally considered genius.

Now, He Caitou finally had a preliminary understanding of his own talents.

"So I'm a genius?" He Caitou felt incredible. Before this, He Caitou always thought that his martial soul was not that good.

“Of course, senior brother, you are an absolute genius food-oriented soul master. If you don’t believe me, you can ask the teacher later.” Huo Yuhao said seriously.

"No, I just feel it's a bit unreal." He Caitou waved his hands, feeling that everything was a bit unreal.

"Brother, what are the effects of your other spirit skills? Why don't we take this opportunity to try them out?"

"Try it!"

So when Fan Yu rushed to the Soul Guidance Department, he saw that his two well-behaved and sensible disciples were each holding a cigar and puffing away at it.

For a moment, Fan Yu couldn't accept it.

I remember that both of my students were good kids. How could they become like this in one day?
Is it because the pressure is too great? How about giving them two days off?
Fortunately, Huo Yuhao saw Fan Yu in time and explained in time, otherwise, the two of them might have really had two days of vacation.

After listening to Huo Yuhao's explanation and taking a few puffs himself, Fan Yu finally confirmed that He Cai Tou was indeed a genius food-department soul master.

"Caitou, I'm sorry!" Fanyu suddenly patted Caitou's shoulder and sincerely apologized to him.

"Teacher, please don't say that!" He Caitou was shocked. "You saved my life and taught me all my skills. How could you let me down?"

"No, Caitou. I'm really sorry for you in the aspect of soul master training. If I hadn't asked you to learn soul guides from the beginning, you wouldn't have no knowledge of soul masters at all." He Caitou regards Fanyu as his father, and Fanyu also regards He Caitou as his own child.

Fan Yu couldn't help feeling a little guilty because his momentary negligence had ruined his disciple's future.

Therefore, he became closer to Huo Yuhao, who discovered this problem.

“Yuhao, thanks to you this time. Otherwise, I might have just found a soul beast of the right age for Caitou as I did before. That would have been too unfair to Caitou.” Fan Yu looked at Huo Yuhao with eyes full of gratitude.

"Thank you, little junior brother." He Caitou came over and gave Huo Yuhao a hug.

“Well, I was just curious about my senior brother’s martial spirit. I didn’t expect to find out that my senior brother is actually a genius food-type spirit master.” Huo Yuhao did not take credit for himself and responded modestly.

"Alas, it seems that the academy's arrangement is not without reason. So, after you go back this time, Caitou, you should also go to the Wuhun Department for classes and spend more time learning about the Wuhun Department."

Fanyu felt that something had gone wrong in the training of He Caitou and wanted to make up for it in time.

"Okay, teacher." For He Caitou who is determined to take revenge, a little more hardship doesn't matter.

Those who are determined to take revenge are always more resilient than others.

(End of this chapter)