Jiang Nannan was walking normally on the main road of the South District, pondering what kind of breakfast to prepare for Master Huo tomorrow.
The bright moonlight illuminated the road ahead, and occasionally a bustling crowd passed by. Everything was as usual, just another inconspicuous night among the thousands of nights in Xuanfeng City.
But the unexpected always seems to fall on one's head. Just as she was about to leave the South District, her mental sea was suddenly attacked by a strong mental force.
That mental force far surpassed her own, and despite her best efforts to resist, she still couldn't bridge the huge difference in their levels.
Until her consciousness became hazy, as if she had fallen into utter darkness.
When she opened her eyes again, she found herself in the clinic, surrounded by her mother and Master Huo, who were showing her concern.
She was about to speak when she sensed something was wrong. She shook her head at her mother and Huo Yuhao and went outside for a walk.
Everything here was beautiful, but she still found something incongruous about this world. Every flower, every blade of grass, every tree was so beautiful that it felt unreal.
Xuanfeng City was a picture of perfect harmony, free from conflict, where everyone lived in peace and contentment.
But how could this be?
She must be trapped in a dream world driven by her own desires, by some Soul Master.
Jiang Nannan began trying various methods to escape the dream.
But whether it was self-harm or unleashing her Soul Power, it was all futile, like throwing stones into the sea.
Jiang Nannan realized that the other party's cultivation was at least two levels higher than hers, possibly even a Spiritual Soul Master.
In despair, she didn't know where her fate lay, and could only continue trying to unleash her Soul Power in vain.
Until, for some unknown reason, the entire dream suddenly shattered, the sky crumbling like glass, emitting a piercing, teeth-grinding sound.
When the sky completely collapsed, she was plunged into darkness again. When the soft moonlight returned to her eyes, she realized she had fallen to the ground. A
fierce battle was raging not far behind her; she had been rescued.
She wanted to help, but found herself too weak and powerless; going there would only be a hindrance.
Once the fighting subsided and she hadn't fallen back into her dream state, confirming that her rescuer had won, she dared to limp over to check the situation.
She saw the land almost completely ploughed, the air thick with the smell of burnt coals, and a clump of charred remains in the distance.
Looking around, she spotted something familiar in a corner:
a tattered little bag.
Jiang Nannan quickly picked it up, confirming she had seen it before.
There was an indigo stain along the edge.
It was Master Huo's bag!
Even Huo Yuhao himself probably didn't know what was so special about his bag that someone remembered it so clearly.
During her time as an apprentice at the clinic, Jiang Nannan had memorized almost everything, especially Huo Yuhao's belongings.
Every distinctive mark was etched in her memory.
If Huo Yuhao knew this, he'd probably be drenched in sweat.
"Damn it, she's a gynecologist, I'm doomed now."
Jiang Nannan, holding her bag, looked towards the clinic, her eyes exceptionally clear and bright in the moonlight, like ripples on water.
After a long while, she returned home with her bag.
...
"Achoo!"
Huo Yuhao couldn't help but sneeze, scratching his head. He felt like someone was always watching him.
"It must be that naturally evil Tang San brat."
"Oh my god, how could Tang San be so bad!"
He couldn't believe who was plotting against him now, so he could only blame Tang San.
In Douluo Continent, if anything bad happened, Tang San was the one to blame; it must have been Tang San.
"Shoot! Shoot! Shoot!"
Without thinking much, Huo Yuhao continued his journey towards the East District to inherit Yu Hongzhi's estate.
After getting the inheritance, he would kill Chen Wen.
Damn it, they're even eyeing the person next to him.
Today they dared to plot against Jiang Nannan, tomorrow they'll dare to shit on Huo Yuhao's head.
This was no ordinary troublemaker from the Douluo Continent; a heavy blow was needed!
Upon arriving in the Eastern District, Huo Yuhao finally understood the extent of the decadent, extravagant lifestyle the Soul Masters at the medical clinic had described.
Even though it was already past midnight, the area, illuminated by dazzling lights, was indistinguishable from daytime.
Scantily clad women solicited customers on the streets, while drunken passersby lay unattended on the roadside—a scene the locals seemed accustomed to.
Gamblers knelt at the casino entrance, kowtowing and begging, while onlookers held glass glasses, seemingly enjoying a performance.
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Huo Yuhao even saw some ragged, emaciated people leading young children into a small alley.
Then, they would carry something in their arms, lower their heads, and quickly leave, the children disappearing from sight.
Huo Yuhao stood on a rooftop, his masked eye observing this scene of humanity.
He couldn't help but lower his gaze.
"Ha, this is Douluo Continent."
"A cannibalistic society."
With a gust of night wind, Huo Yuhao's figure vanished from the rooftop without making a sound.
Soon, Huo Yuhao arrived at the Li Ruyi Brothel. Following Yu Hongzhi's memory, he easily retrieved the necklace-shaped storage soul tool from the flowerpot.
He probed it with his spiritual power, and what he saw almost made his eyes pop out.
"Wow, so much money!"
"So many soul tools, and medicinal herbs!"
A preliminary estimate suggested the necklace-shaped storage soul tool was quite valuable; its internal space was about thirty-six cubic meters, indicating it was a high-level soul tool.
Inside were eight soul tools: two soul-guided ray cannons, four fixed-mount soul-guided cannonballs, one fixed-mount soul-guided cannon, and one flying soul tool. There were
also various rare medicinal herbs that were practically impossible to find on the market, and a Xuan Shui Pill hidden deep inside.
"No wonder he was once a regular member of the Zheng Tian Advanced Soul Master Academy."
"Even in his fallen state, his wealth is still beyond imagination."
Huo Yuhao put the necklace on, got up, and headed to the top floor of the Ruyi Brothel, following the images recorded in his dream.
After Yu Hongzhi completely subdued Jiang Nannan, he brought her here, exchanging her for the goods.
As for whether they would be exposed due to the large number of people in the East District, Chen Wen wasn't worried. He trusted Yu Hongzhi's mental abilities; they were in the same boat, and Yu Hongzhi would definitely take the initiative to handle his surveillance.
Moreover, the Chen family had served the Xuanming Sect for so many years, gaining considerable benefits from it .
This brothel belonged to the Chen family, and the people inside were all his trusted confidants.
Chen Wen leisurely soaked his feet in the luxurious top floor, waiting for Yu Hongzhi's arrival.
Huo Yuhao had already begun his leisurely ascent to the rooftop. Thanks to his spiritual eyes, no one stopped this obviously suspicious one-eyed masked man.
"Heh, your teammates are fighting outside, and you're upstairs listening to music and soaking your feet."
Huo Yuhao initially approached cautiously, but the boy was completely oblivious.
So he simply pulled out his White Tiger Dagger, flashed behind him, and pressed the dagger against his neck.
"Shh, don't scream."
Chen Wen felt a chill on his neck and was about to scream when he heard Huo Yuhao's words, immediately covering his mouth.
"Mercy, sir!"
"Don't kill me!"
"Whatever you want, I'll give you!"
Huo Yuhao patted his face and said, "Turn around and look at me."
Chen Wen dared not turn around, hurriedly saying,
"I wouldn't dare! I wouldn't dare! I know the rules, I won't look at your face."
In a fit of anger, Huo Yuhao twisted the entire sofa around, and only then did Chen Wen see that the person threatening him was a one-eyed masked man, and then saw a knife pointed at his head.
"You should have at least three things to say now."
Chen Wen was so scared he almost peed himself.
"No! Not a single word, you're a true hero!"
"All the money is in the cabinet over there!"
Huo Yuhao took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and said, "Why did you send someone to follow Jiang Nannan? Three minutes. If you can't answer, your head will be gone."
Chen Wen then realized that Yu Hongzhi had failed, and his enemy had come knocking. He burst into tears.
"Ah!"
"Hey, don't cry, crying counts as time."
He quickly stopped crying and explained the reason for following Jiang Nannan in the most fluent and rapid words he had ever spoken.
Huo Yuhao nodded in satisfaction and said, "I like honest people."
Then Huo Yuhao raised his knife and chopped off his head.
"Just kidding, if you had told me, your head would have been gone too."
Huo Yuhao stepped over his corpse and found a storage soul guide ring in the cabinet next to him. His initial mental perception revealed that it was even larger than Yu Hongzhi's storage soul guide!
(End of Chapter)