Douluo Dalu: Huo Yuhao Knows the Plot

Perhaps due to its proximity to the Sun Moon Empire, the Yuanhe Auction House mostly auctioned soul tools, though of relatively low grade.

After settling the bill and leaving the auction house, Huo Yuhao headed towards the more deserted areas. When he reached a dilapidated alley, the rats behind him stopped hiding.

"Tsk, tsk, Big Brother, it seems we've been discovered."

"Heh heh, so what? A self-righteous fool, leading us here, does he really think he can counter-kill us?"

Two sinister voices echoed, and as the voices faded, two tall, thin middle-aged men emerged, both eyeing Huo Yuhao with malicious intent.

Inside the Shen family mansion, within Aodong City, the Shen family head, Shen Wang, listened to his steward report on the auction house's events.

Upon learning that a fool had spent 80,000 gold coins to acquire the Spirit Heron Warship, Shen Wang chuckled unkindly. However, when he found out that the fire-scaled wolf's right arm bone had also been purchased by the same person, he became slightly excited.

To boost the auction house's reputation, he had made a significant sacrifice. The entire Shen family only possessed three soul bones, and he was unwilling to let one go so easily.

Therefore, Shen Wang had decided from the beginning that if the person who bought the soul bone didn't have a powerful background, he would resort to underhanded tactics to reclaim it.

As the city lord of Aodong City and the biggest human trafficker, morals were utter nonsense to Shen Wang. Only profit mattered.

Huo Yuhao, alone and seemingly only seventeen or eighteen years old, was clearly seen as an easy target.

"You, surnamed Shen, get out here for this venerable one."

Just as Shen Wang was feeling pleased with himself, a furious roar came from outside.

"Who dares to act presumptuously at my Shen family's residence!"

Shen Wang's expression turned cold as he quickly arrived in the courtyard. At that moment, a young man stood in the sky, holding a tall, thin man like a dead dog in his hand.

Shen Wang's face changed. Wasn't this young man the one who had purchased the soul bone? He hadn't expected that the men he had sent not only failed to kill the opponent but had instead led him to their doorstep.

Shen Wang sensed a trace of unease. His Shen family was renowned in Aodong City, practically local emperors. Yet, this person dared to come and make trouble, indicating that he was not simple.

"May I ask what brings this brother to my Shen family? And who is this?"

Shen Wang's eyes darted around as he feigned ignorance.

Huo Yuhao watched his performance with a playful smile, saying, "Nothing much, just want to borrow City Lord's head for a moment."

The surroundings of the Shen family mansion were inhabited by Aodong City's powerful and wealthy merchants, who were now watching the drama unfold.

The people of Shrek are as arrogant as ever, was the common thought at that moment.

"This brother, please calm down. There must be some misunderstanding."

Hearing that it was someone from Shrek, Shen Wang immediately cowered.

However, Huo Yuhao didn't waste any more words with him. He had originally wanted to reason with him, but when he started acting like a thug, and Huo Yuhao responded in kind, he then tried to reason again.

Of course, he wouldn't create hatred for himself. 'Salvation comes from the Heavenly Court, arson and murder from Shrek.'

Whether others believed it or not was their business. He would put the blame on Shrek first.

Shen Wang was only at the ninety-second rank, and while he could dominate Aodong City, he couldn't withstand even a single exchange in Huo Yuhao's hands before being killed.

After killing several Soul Saints and Soul Douluos, Huo Yuhao unleashed a great fire, setting the Shen family mansion ablaze before leaving.

As the saying goes, master one principle and you master all. Huo Yuhao now had a grasp of fire abilities, though his was just ordinary fire, incomparable to the flames inherent in martial souls, let alone ultimate fire.

In fact, even if he hadn't mastered it himself, Huo Yuhao could still obtain fire-attribute energy through the Ming Realm, which contained fire-attribute impurities filtered from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Huo Yuhao felt no guilt about the Shen family's affairs. Not only had they started it, but their involvement in human trafficking deserved countless deaths.

Innocent? Of course, there would be innocent people, such as the women, children, and infants, but Huo Yuhao didn't show mercy or deliberately avoid them.

Did they really think that after Huo Yuhao killed their family head, these people would have a good impression of him? They probably all wished they could flay him alive.

West of the White Tiger Duke's Mansion in the Star Luo Empire, lay one of the few hilly areas in the vicinity.

Huo Yuhao arrived at this familiar place. Before him stood a tall tombstone, two meters high and very wide.

The surroundings were exquisitely renovated with granite, and the granite was carved with auspicious beast patterns.

"Tomb of beloved wife, Huo Yun'er."

The information on the tombstone revealed the identity of the deceased. The name of the person who erected it was none other than Dai Hao.

The small earthen grave from the past had been renovated by Dai Hao, appearing quite exquisite.

After many years, Huo Yuhao finally had the confidence to return here again.

When he left, he was unknown and insignificant, like dust. Now he returned, nearly standing at the peak of the continent, known and recognized by all.

A sense of world-weariness arose in his heart. Huo Yun'er, his mother, although she didn't provide him with a good environment, never lacked the maternal love she should have given.

However, this woman was too foolish and too infatuated, unable to see through Dai Hao's hypocrisy even in death.

At this thought, a surge of murderous intent arose in Huo Yuhao's eyes. The person was already dead, so who was he trying to impress with all this nonsense? If he truly loved her, why didn't he go down and accompany her?

His emotions fluctuated too much, causing storms of soul power to form around him, scattering the surrounding grass and trees in disarray.

Recovering his senses, Huo Yuhao quickly restrained his emotions, and the surroundings calmed down.

Thump!

He knelt before the tombstone, performing a grand kowtow.

At this moment, within the White Tiger Duke's Mansion, a scene of motherly love and filial piety was unfolding. The Duchess, Zhu Nuo, and her son, Dai Huabin, were sitting at the same table.

"Mom, eat this."

Dai Huabin picked up a large chicken leg and placed it in Zhu Nuo's bowl, his words filled with concern.

His mother's cultivation had been crippled, and Dai Huabin knew that this was inseparable from his actions in the past. Therefore, he felt deeply guilty and returned home against Zhu Nuo's wishes, serving her by her side all these days, appearing like a great filial son.

"Alright, Huabin, Mom isn't unable to move. You eat too."

Zhu Nuo also placed a large piece of fish in her son's bowl.

"It's bad, Madam, it's bad!"

Just then, a servant of the Duke's Mansion ran in frantically, tripping over the threshold as he entered, falling flat on his face.

"You dog slave, what's the matter with all this panic? You have no manners at all."

The warm atmosphere was destroyed, and a look of anger immediately appeared on Dai Huabin's face.