Perhaps because they were close to the Sun-Moon Empire, most of the items at Yuanhe Auction were soul devices—though their quality was mediocre at best.
After paying and leaving the auction, Huo Yuhao headed toward a more secluded area. As he entered a shabby little alley, the rats following him no longer tried to hide.
"Geez, big brother, looks like we've been found out," one muttered.
"Heh, so what? Foolish little pests trying to lure us here… did they really think they could turn the tables on us?"
Two shadowy voices echoed. With them, two tall, lean middle-aged men emerged, eyes glinting with ill intent as they sized Huo Yuhao up.
In the Shen family mansion, the city lord of Aodong City, Shen Wang, listened to the steward report on the auction.
When he heard that some fool had spent eighty thousand years to purchase the Spirit Swift Battle Ship, Shen Wang chuckled to himself. But upon learning that the right arm bone of the Fire Scale Wolf had been bought by the same person, he became slightly excited.
To build the auction's reputation, he had splurged heavily. The Shen family only had three soul bones to sell; he certainly wasn't willing to let them slip away so easily.
From the start, Shen Wang had decided: if the buyer of a soul bone didn't have a powerful background, he would simply cheat them out of it and reclaim the bone.
As Aodong City's supreme lord and largest trafficker, morality meant nothing to Shen Wang—only profit mattered.
Alone, seemingly only seventeen or eighteen, Huo Yuhao appeared to be an easy target.
"Shen scum! Get out here before I tear you apart!"
Just as Shen Wang was smugly reveling in his plan, a thunderous voice rang out from outside.
"Who dares act so brazenly in my Shen residence?"
Shen Wang's face hardened as he strode into the courtyard. In the sky above, a young man hovered, holding a tall, lanky man by the scruff like a dead dog.
Shen Wang's expression shifted—this youth was clearly the one who had purchased the soul bone. Not only had his men failed to kill him, but now the buyer had come to confront him directly.
Shen Wang sensed trouble. The Shen family was renowned in Aodong City—almost like feudal lords. And yet this person dared to barge in? He must not be simple.
"Brother, what business brings you to my Shen family? And who is this with you?"
Shen Wang feigned ignorance, trying to play dumb.
Huo Yuhao watched his act, a playful smile crossing his face. "Nothing much, just thought I'd borrow the city lord's head for a bit."
Shen Wang's face fell. The audacity! He had confidence backing him—his title as a sealed Douluo—but the words were threatening.
"My Shen family has no grudge against you. If you don't explain yourself, don't blame me for taking action."
Seeing that no reconciliation was possible, Shen Wang dropped the pretense. His tone hardened.
Huo Yuhao looked down at Shen Wang and the Shen family reinforcements approaching behind him, sneering. "Heh, ridiculous. I, Shrek, owe no explanations to anyone. Consider it an honor that I fancy your head. Now, surrender obediently."
Nearby, Aodong City's elite and wealthy citizens watched the unfolding scene, gossiping and marveling at the audacity of the Shrek team.
"Brother, calm down. There must be some misunderstanding here," someone interjected.
Upon hearing it was Shrek's people, Shen Wang instantly caved.
Huo Yuhao didn't waste words. Originally, he had intended to reason with them, but if they played dirty, so would he.
However, he didn't seek to escalate hatred unnecessarily—saving the distressed was the Heaven Court's role; chaos and destruction, Shrek's.
Whether others believed it or not was their problem. He'd pin this mess on Shrek first.
Shen Wang, a mere ninety-two-level fighter, ruled Aodong City with an iron fist—but under Huo Yuhao, he couldn't even survive a single round before being struck down.
After dispatching several Soul Elders and Soul Douluos, Huo Yuhao unleashed a massive fire, setting the Shen family mansion ablaze before casually leaving.
"The principle of one ability leading to mastery of all applies," Huo Yuhao thought. His flame mastery was still ordinary fire, nothing compared to a martial soul-born fire—extreme flames were out of reach.
Even without personal mastery, he could draw fire energy from the Ming Realm, which filtered elemental energy from heaven and earth, even in a magazine of fire properties.
As for the Shen family—Huo Yuhao felt no guilt. They started the trouble, and their human trafficking alone deserved countless deaths.
Were there innocents? Naturally—women, children—but he didn't make extra effort to avoid them.
He certainly didn't expect them to harbor any good impression after he had killed their patriarch; if anything, they probably wished to tear him limb from limb.
Meanwhile, in the White Tiger Duke's mansion in the Star Luo Empire's western hills:
Huo Yuhao arrived at a familiar place. Before him stood a tall, two-meter-high grave adorned with meticulously carved granite and auspicious beast motifs.
"The tomb of my beloved wife, Huo Yun'er."
The epitaph revealed the deceased's identity. It was signed by Dai Hao.
The once small and humble grave had been refurbished into something exquisite.
After many years, Huo Yuhao finally returned with confidence.
When he left, he was obscure, insignificant; now, he had risen to near the peak of the continent, known by all.
A faint melancholy settled in his heart. Huo Yun'er, his mother, had given him a harsh environment, yet her maternal love had never lacked.
She had been too naive and infatuated, unable to see through Dai Hao's deceit even unto death.
Huo Yuhao's fury welled up. The dead cannot be for show. If they truly loved each other, why not go join her?
The emotional surge created swirling soul power storms, scattering nearby grass and trees.
Snapping back to composure, Huo Yuhao calmed his power.
He knelt before the tomb with a resounding thud, performing a deep kowtow.
At the White Tiger Duke's mansion, the scene was one of filial warmth: the Duchess Juno sat with her son Dai Huabin.
"Mom, have some of this," Dai Huabin said, placing a large chicken leg in her bowl with concern.
Since his mother's cultivation had been annulled, Dai Huabin knew it was partly due to his past actions, and he felt deep guilt. He had returned home against her protests and had been serving her faithfully, the model of a devoted son.
"Alright, Huabin, I'm fine. Eat too," Juno replied, adding a large piece of fish to his bowl.
Suddenly, a duke's servant ran in frantically, tripping over the threshold and falling flat on the ground.
"You wretched servant! What's the rush? No manners at all!"
The cozy family moment shattered. Dai Huabin's expression immediately hardened.
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