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54.2% Douluo: Rebirth of Yuhao, they all have ulterior motives. / Chapter 57: Chapter 57: Boss, Don’t Attack!

Bab 57: Chapter 57: Boss, Don’t Attack!

When they heard Huo Yuhao's words, everyone's first reaction wasn't to mourn their fallen comrade, but rather to think:

This guy is actually a teenager!?

The first to recover from the shock was Uncle Jiang, who suddenly turned his head to the gloomy man, his expression turning visibly ferocious.

"Third Brother, you actually betrayed us!?"

However, the gloomy man paid no attention to him, standing silently behind Huo Yuhao like a loyal guard. From the moment he signed the master-servant contract, even his soul no longer belonged to him.

Seeing this, Uncle Jiang's gaze flickered and finally fell on Huo Yuhao. Just as Huo Yuhao thought the other man was about to attack, Uncle Jiang's expression abruptly softened, as if nothing had happened at all.

"Young man, how about we end this here?"

Huo Yuhao raised an eyebrow but didn't speak.

"Third Brother ended up like this because of his own greed, and it has nothing to do with us. I assume he wanted something from you and got what he deserved."

"On the other hand, we haven't provoked you, and the person who attacked you is already dead."

After clarifying the situation between the two sides with just a few words, Uncle Jiang spoke again, offering his suggestion.

"So, I believe it's best to leave things as they are. No one else needs to get hurt. What do you say?"

As expected, it takes more than strength to be the boss.

Huo Yuhao chuckled, as if he had really agreed to the suggestion, and turned to walk toward the door.

Just as Huo Yuhao turned his back, a sharp glint flashed in Uncle Jiang's eyes. As two yellow, three purple, and five spirit rings appeared beneath him, his skin turned even paler, and the once murky amber of his eyes took on a blood-red hue.

In the next instant, his figure became a blur as he lunged toward Huo Yuhao.

He wasn't going to let the person who killed his comrade off so easily. His earlier words were just a probe to figure out Huo Yuhao's strength.

That Huo Yuhao had agreed so quickly, coupled with his overly young appearance, made it clear that his earlier confidence was just an act.

Seeing Huo Yuhao starting to realize something was wrong and beginning to turn back, a cruel smile appeared on Uncle Jiang's face. Then, he saw something that shattered his understanding—two purple spirit rings slowly rose from beneath Huo Yuhao's feet.

How is this possible!? His first and second spirit rings are purple!?

Suppressing the unease in his heart, Uncle Jiang tried to reassure himself. Even if he has purple rings, he's still just a Spirit Grandmaster. I'm a Spirit King—taking care of him should be easy.

"I thought you'd at least wait a bit longer."

As Huo Yuhao's calm voice sounded, his first spirit ring lit up, and Uncle Jiang felt his vision blur, causing him to halt in his tracks.

What a strong effect. What kind of spirit skill is this?

Just as he became more alert, a dark blue light erupted from Huo Yuhao's body, and his aura surged dramatically.

The effect of Pride's Sin was fully displayed to everyone present at that moment.

Then Uncle Jiang locked eyes with Huo Yuhao's deep blue pupils. As the first spirit ring lit up again, Uncle Jiang saw a flash of golden light in Huo Yuhao's eyes.

How can he use his first spirit skill twice?

Just as this thought crossed his mind, it felt like a heavy blow had struck his head, causing it to snap backward.

Spiritual Shock.

It felt like a sharp knife was drilling into his skull and stirring, sending searing pain through his brain. Uncle Jiang let out a horrific scream as blood gushed from his nose and mouth.

Yet, this alone wasn't enough to incapacitate Uncle Jiang, who was rich in combat experience. Realizing something was wrong, he forcibly halted his advance and retreated, roaring as he moved back.

"Why aren't you all attacking!? Do you want to die!?"

After that brief clash, Uncle Jiang no longer wanted to continue the fight—he just wanted to escape in the chaos.

However, the three Soul Elders in the room were already incapacitated: one had been killed, the young man who had spoken on Huo Yuhao's behalf clearly wasn't going to intervene, and the last Spirit Elder had already been entangled by the gloomy man.

As for the remaining Soul Grandmasters, they were so terrified by the sight of their boss being bloodied by just a glance from Huo Yuhao that they didn't dare move.

Seeing this, Uncle Jiang felt a surge of fury. "You idiots! Do you think he'll spare you if I die!?"

His words snapped the others back to their senses. Just as they were about to charge, a nearly invisible thread shot from Huo Yuhao's hand and wrapped around Uncle Jiang's arm.

A faint sensation, like a mosquito bite, was followed by a wave of dizziness, slowing Uncle Jiang's retreat.

The next second, a powerful force traveled along the thread, pulling him toward Huo Yuhao.

Life Thread.

Aside from the Simulation ability, this was another skill granted by the second spirit ring from the Ice Jade Scorpion.

The thread, composed of spiritual power, was extremely resilient. When it touched an opponent, it caused a disorienting effect similar to Spiritual Shock. However, it only served as a control skill and didn't cause direct damage. Its strength was that it could be used against multiple enemies at once.

"Do you really think I'm afraid of you!?"

Realizing he couldn't escape, a crazed look flashed in Uncle Jiang's eyes. His fourth and fifth spirit rings lit up as his body turned into a streak of blood-red light, using the pull from the thread to accelerate toward Huo Yuhao.

At the same time, the remaining Soul Grandmasters had closed in, ready to attack. A brilliant emerald glow flared from Huo Yuhao's torso, and another Life Thread shot from his hand, but this time, its target was the young man who had spoken for him earlier.

The thread caught the young man, and with a sudden pull, Huo Yuhao flung him into a nearby room with five civilians.

As the thread detached from the young man, Huo Yuhao sealed the door with it. With a loud bang, the door slammed shut.

In that instant, a terrifying cold radiated from Huo Yuhao, enveloping the entire room. With a crash, the soul lamp on the ceiling exploded.

Ice spread across the floor, walls, and windows, covering everything in thick frost.

Soul Bone Skill: Eternal Frost Domain.

Empowered by Pride's Sin, the two-ring Soul Grandmasters couldn't even put up a fight and were instantly frozen into statues.

The only ones still able to move were Uncle Jiang and the other Soul Elder who was still engaged in battle.

The blood-red light vanished as Uncle Jiang's figure reappeared before Huo Yuhao. Although his body was covered in a layer of white frost, the domain skill clearly hadn't caused him much damage.

A blood-colored sphere formed in his right hand, emitting a foul stench, as he struck at Huo Yuhao with unprecedented ferocity.

At that moment, he saw something terrifying—Huo Yuhao's spirit rings had changed.

(End of chapter)


Bab 58: Chapter 58: The World Is Not Beautiful

The stark contrast of two lights—one orange-gold and the other blood-red—filled Uncle Jiang's vision.

The ceiling light was destroyed by the Eternal Freeze Domain, casting a captivating, brilliant glow in the dimly lit room. Yet, Uncle Jiang's heart was filled with coldness.

A two-ring Soul Master—how could they possess a hundred-thousand-year soul ring!?

And what was that orange-gold soul ring!?

Fine scales spread across Huo Yuhao's shoulder and stopped there. Under the moonlight shining in from the window, the white and blue colors intertwined, emitting a dreamlike glow.

His pair of silver-white vertical pupils gazed down upon everything on earth, like a god observing from on high.

There was no gentleness, no mercy.

There was only a chilling indifference that sent shivers down one's spine.

In an instant, the scaled hand grasped Uncle Jiang's right wrist, preventing the red light in his hand from advancing even a fraction further.

Feeling the immense strength, disbelief once again flashed through Uncle Jiang's eyes. Although his martial soul wasn't strength-oriented, it shouldn't have been something a mere two-ring Soul Master could rival.

What kind of martial soul is this!?

A dragon?

Huo Yuhao clearly had no intention of answering his questions. As the orange-gold soul ring lit up, his forearms seemed to be coated with a layer of shimmering ice crystal.

His first soul skill—Ice Emperor's Claw.

Before Uncle Jiang could react, Huo Yuhao's strength surged again as he forcefully twisted his arms. The sound of bones cracking rang out, followed by Uncle Jiang's pained groan.

Watching Uncle Jiang, who could no longer maintain control over the red light due to the agony, Huo Yuhao remained expressionless. With his left hand still gripping Uncle Jiang's wrist, he yanked downward.

Caught off guard, Uncle Jiang stumbled forward, colliding with Huo Yuhao's sharply rising knee.

Bang—

Uncle Jiang's face took the full impact. His nasal bone collapsed, and two blood-streaked teeth flew out, while his body involuntarily fell backward.

Whether from the pain or something else, tears began to stream uncontrollably from Uncle Jiang's eyes, mixing with the blood from his nose, and trickling down his distorted face. The ferocity in his expression was gone.

Hearing footsteps approaching once again, his whole body trembled as he stammered, enduring the immense pain.

"Please… let me go."

But his plea was met only with Huo Yuhao's indifferent silver-white eyes.

"Those words... you've probably heard them plenty of times while torturing others, right?"

Huo Yuhao asked in a calm tone. "And what did you do?"

Uncle Jiang opened his mouth, trembling for a long while, but couldn't muster a response.

Seeing this, Huo Yuhao let out a light sigh. The hundred-thousand-year soul ring beneath him emitted an eerie crimson glow.

A beautiful, ice-blue lotus flower appeared in his hand, surrounded by a faint mist of cold air.

As he observed the snow lotus carefully, it was the first time Huo Yuhao had used this soul skill. He pulled off a petal and placed it into his mouth.

The petal was cold and slippery as it entered, carrying an invigorating fragrance, but it had no particular taste—just like holding a piece of ice in his mouth.

As the petal slowly melted into a fine liquid in his mouth, Huo Yuhao hesitated for a moment before swallowing it.

Instantly, he felt a noticeable boost in his ice attribute, and his eyes lit up.

Though the enhancement wasn't enormous due to the high quality of his martial soul, it seemed the effect would last for about twenty minutes, judging by how quickly the lotus petal melted.

Not only did it strengthen his ice attribute, but even his mind felt clearer, likely granting some resistance to dizziness and control-based effects.

It was known that Ning Tian, the wielder of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda—the top support martial soul in the previous era—had a soul skill to negate control effects.

However, Ning Tian's skill could only be used once, while Huo Yuhao's skill could continuously negate control as long as the petal was held in his mouth. Even for a non-ice attribute Soul Master, it was an extremely powerful ability.

His gaze returned to Uncle Jiang as Huo Yuhao softly spoke.

"To be honest, I've encountered many evil soul masters, and I understand your plight, but some things..."

Huo Yuhao paused, his voice cold and stern.

"Once done, you must be prepared to pay the price."

As the crimson soul ring flared up again, the snow lotus in Huo Yuhao's hand began to shift from a crystalline blue to a pure, flawless white.

Releasing the lotus from his hand, it floated downward like a leaf in the autumn breeze.

During this descent, the previously half-opened flower bloomed completely, its petals spreading layer by layer.

Finally, the petals shot out in all directions.

Those soft petals, now sharp as blades, ruthlessly sliced through every person present, excluding Huo Yuhao—including that shady man.

Even after passing through their bodies, the blood-soaked petals embedded themselves halfway into the walls, like knives through tofu.

As the petals slowly dissipated, the once-clean room was now covered in frost and riddled with holes, stained with blood. It looked like a scene straight out of hell.

Glancing around at the now silent room, Huo Yuhao exhaled lightly, withdrew his martial soul, and slowly approached the door of the room where the young man had been.

He pushed the door open, finding five trembling civilians and the young man inside. Calmly, he stepped aside.

"You can go home now."

After a brief silence, the civilians' eyes lit up with joy, and they rushed out one after another. The young man at the rear trembled at the gruesome sight in the room.

This was the work of a mere two-ring Soul Master!?

Instinctively, he looked at Huo Yuhao, unable to reconcile the scene with the harmless-looking youth beside him.

"What's wrong? Not leaving? Or are you thinking about avenging them?"

"I…"

Seeing the young man hesitate, Huo Yuhao glanced downward and lightly kicked the corpse at his feet.

"Actually, what he said wasn't wrong. Sometimes, being weak is a sin. When faced with certain situations, you really have no choice."

"Everyone loves a hero's story. Everyone wants to be that hero. But most people can only be the background saved by the hero—or tools that die to incite the hero's rage."

"Beyond that, there's no other option."

Huo Yuhao paused, his tone calm as he stated the harsh reality.

"Because this world is not beautiful."

The young man trembled as he looked down.

"But I think—"

Breaking the silence, Huo Yuhao turned toward the moonlight outside the window, speaking softly.

"—If you deny everything you've held on to because of this, then all the meaning of your past will be lost."

"I've seen everything you've done. Until the end, you never gave in to despair."

At this, Huo Yuhao smiled slightly, patted the young man on the shoulder, and turned to walk out.

"You're really strong."

Creaaak—bang.

The iron door closed.

Not long after leaving, Huo Yuhao stopped in his tracks and spoke with a hint of exasperation.

"Following a boy around in the dead of night—isn't that a bad habit?"

"You agree, don't you, Sister Lexuan?"

(End of Chapter)


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