Douluo Continent, Huo Yuhao who returned from Sekiro

Chapter 473 The Method of Cannibalism (Daily 10,000 words)

"Alright, that's all that's left. Hurry up and take him there. If we're late, I'll make sure he uses your heart and liver as a drinking snack."

Another human trafficker was uninterested in this and simply muttered a curse under his breath.

"You know what, that Boss Piao really knows how to eat. He plunges a sharp knife straight into the heart, blood spurting from all seven orifices. Before eating, he splashes cold water on the blood to remove the heat, making the heart and liver crispy when he takes them out. I wonder if we brothers will ever have the chance to taste it again."

"Stop talking. You're a born evil creature. You've even learned the way the Boss eats people. The Boss is a powerful figure with innate soul power. Why don't you take a piss on the ground and look at yourself in the mirror?"

Huo Yuhao looked at the two people in front of him meaningfully. How could ghosts and monsters have wicked hearts?

Even among evil spirit masters, probably not all of them love to eat people. These two human traffickers in front of us are clearly just ordinary people, yet they are more vicious and ferocious than evil spirits.

They followed the two directly into a dilapidated temple, where a statue of the sea god was enshrined. Inside the temple, several children lay scattered about, the younger ones appearing to be only three or four years old, while the older ones were no more than ten years old.

Inside the temple, a man with a scar on his face and a fierce aura emanated from him. Upon seeing the two arrive, he clapped his hands in delight: "Good, good, good! You two have finally brought the person. Those big shots of the Holy Church have no good intentions. Without this blood offering, I don't know which lord will have to give less to."

As he spoke, the scarred man took out three sticks of incense and turned to bow to the statue of the sea god.

Apart from the unconscious children, the other people in the temple, including the gang leaders and thugs, also hurriedly bowed to the statue of the sea god. One of the thugs, not knowing what was going on, didn't bow to the statue of the sea god for a moment and was slapped on the back of the head.

"Bucktooth, do you even know that everything we have now was given to us by the Sea God?"

"If it weren't for Lord Poseidon's supreme power to completely destroy the Fallen City, would we even be qualified to meet so many Holy Church masters? Without so many Holy Church masters, where would we be today? Where would you be living such a life of luxury, enjoying the good life and constantly indulging in women?"

Upon hearing this, the man with buck teeth quickly bowed to the statue of the sea god, and the others nodded in satisfaction.

"That's right. The Sea God will bless us to make a fortune. We should all be respectful to our God of Wealth. I've heard that even those evil spirits worship this deity."

The buck-toothed man quickly bowed again before shrinking back to await his fate.

"Alright, you guys, each take two children and deliver the goods in batches. It's already late at night, and I've already taken care of the city's patrols. There won't be any questions on the road. If any children wake up, don't hesitate to use sleeping pills; just carry the children over."

A glint of joy flashed in Scarface's eyes as he calculated how much he could earn from this deal.

There aren't many evil spirit masters in the city who require children for cultivation; there are only eight in total. Four of them accept all comers. Although they can use ordinary people for cultivation on a regular basis, they spend extra money to buy children in order to speed up the cultivation process.

If we're talking about making real money, it has to be that senior who likes to use pregnant women in the throes of childbirth to incubate vengeful infants for cultivation. He's generous with his prices, offering thousands of gold soul coins for a single pregnant woman.

The thought of the business deal he had once made made Scarface's mouth water. It was a pity that his senior had no use for his little channel after reaching the Soul Douluo level. Otherwise, if he had made a few more deals, perhaps he could have retired from the business and lived a good life in one of the other three great empires.

I've heard that the other three great empires have virtually no evil spirit masters, and there are far fewer other underworld professions compared to the Sun and Moon Empires. Wouldn't it be wonderful if I went to live in one of the three great empires, bought a beautiful woman, and had her give birth to two big, fat sons for me?

As a human trafficking leader, he knew all too well how corrupt and filthy Mingdu was. Even if it was just to prevent his son from being kidnapped by someone else in the future, he was determined not to stay in Riyue.

As he led his team to deliver the goods, Scarface imagined his carefree future while silently praying to the sea god for great wealth.

Soon, the group of people, in fits and starts, brought the twelve children to a house.

The house was quite large and brightly lit, with colorful lights. A man dressed in white robes pushed open the door, saw Scarface, and returned to find someone who looked to be of high status. He then handed Scarface a Gold Soul Coin Card.

Only after receiving the money did Scarface put his left index finger and thumb into his mouth and whistle like a nightingale.

Soon, birdsong filled the air, each one different. Bucktooth stared blankly as his companion responded with a warbling oriole whistle.

"Alright, we're the second. Once we see Old Wolf and Hook leave, the two of us will go down. Even if we're ambushed by the government troops, we absolutely cannot be wiped out, and we certainly can't implicate these important figures, understand?"

Bucktooth nodded hastily, but when his companion lowered his head, his hand froze in place.

This buck-toothed man wasn't actually buck-toothed, otherwise he wouldn't have been half a beat slow in his worship of the sea god. This man was none other than Huo Yuhao, who had followed two human traffickers to the dilapidated temple. He simply seized an opportunity to pull off a switcheroo.

Huo Yuhao was now in a dilemma. If he took action now to wipe out the evil soul masters in this mansion, he would inevitably alert them and miss the exact location of the other seven evil soul master lairs. In the future, there would definitely be more children like this who would be harmed, which could be said to have endless harm.

But if we patiently wait for all eight transactions to be completed, perhaps all the children from before will have died and become nourishment for those evil soul masters to cultivate. In the long run, Huo Yuhao may have saved more children from death, but do these abducted children deserve to die? Don't their parents grieve?

Which group should be sacrificed?

The dilemma plunged Huo Yuhao into a mental struggle: should he become a utilitarian, killing one person to save the world, or should he become an accomplice to evil and immoral behavior, rescuing these children and giving up the opportunity to obtain more evil soul master nests, leaving them to continue to cause endless harm?

Since he destroyed the nest of the Holy Spirit Cult where Nana was, Huo Yuhao knew very well that he only had one day left to act. If he tried to make a move after that, he would likely encounter a Title Douluo-level figure lying in wait.

In other words, Huo Yuhao only has this one chance during this period to find out the location of the evil soul master's lair.

(End of this chapter)