Douluo Continent, Huo Yuhao who returned from Sekiro

Chapter 7 Mole

The dwarf didn't immediately respond. Instead, he took the small bag, opened it, and looked at the small bag of dark green balls crammed together. He took a careful sniff, and a distinct pungent smell entered his nostrils, which made him nod in satisfaction. He then put the bag into a hidden pocket inside his linen robe.

"The information in this photographic bead is enough for you to squeeze a hefty sum out of Lady Angela and Earl Ansel. You'll be rolling in it all. I haven't complained to you about how I hid in a cesspool to get this evidence. But I must say, Lady Angela and her gigolo certainly have unique tastes."

The dwarf seemed to be thinking of something unpleasant and subconsciously shook his head.

"Didn't you already say that? You really live up to your mole nickname."

The middle-aged man glanced helplessly at the dwarf, but what the dwarf said was absolutely true. Just based on the contents of this recording bead, he could make a fortune. This kind of business, their kind of business, is a gray area that walks between the legal and illegal worlds. As long as you can make money, anything is fine.

Stepping out of the two-story shop, the dwarf glanced back. The five large characters "Hutu Treasure Pavilion" on the shop gleamed in the sunlight. The dwarf turned and walked into the crowd. The next moment, he disappeared into the crowd as if he had vanished into thin air, leaving no trace.

"This guy is still as cautious as ever."

On the second floor of the Confused Treasure Pavilion, the middle-aged man opened the window and watched the dwarf leave. In the blink of an eye, the other man's figure had already disappeared.

In the crowd, the dwarf who had been wearing a linen robe had disappeared. In a blind spot of the Confused Treasure Pavilion, a somewhat thin figure dressed in gray-black cloth quietly appeared, carrying a small bundle on his back. His short black hair looked neat and tidy. His handsome face revealed the joy of a bountiful harvest.

"Finally, I've got my hands on the pepper too. Now I've basically collected all the seasonings I need. Although I haven't figured out how to make miso or how to make white soy sauce, with these spices as a base, I can put down roots even in a place like Shrek City where land is incredibly expensive."

The boy turned and stepped out of the crowd. He nimbly climbed the wall, placed his right hand on the eaves, and easily flipped over a 2.5-meter-high wall. He then landed lightly on the other side of the wall without attracting anyone's attention.

"With my current cultivation progress, I might be able to barely get into Shrek Academy. Although I only have innate level one soul power, I was able to cultivate to level ten in just three years. This is even faster than some innate level two or three soul masters. I think the reason why my innate soul power level is so low is probably because I didn't have enough to eat before I was six years old. This should be what is called innate deficiency."

The boy was Huo Yuhao. At this moment, he walked lightly and quickly towards a two-courtyard house outside Xingluo City. As he walked, Huo Yuhao's figure began to become transparent. Although there were one or two people watching him from the vicinity of the house, they could not see Huo Yuhao swaggering over.

Upon reaching the main entrance of this house, a plaque bearing the inscription "Good Fortune and Happiness Abound" hangs in the center, flanked by stone tigers over two meters tall guarding the house. The ground is paved with blue bricks and decorated with geometric patterns. The windows of the side rooms are also edged with antique-style lines, and even the wainscoting is made of cloud-patterned tiles. Just by looking at it, one can tell that the owner of this house is a very wealthy man.

Although it pales in comparison to the magnificent palace-like mansion of the White Tiger Duke, and its size is worlds apart from that of the White Tiger Duke, even so, such a house is definitely a residence that ordinary people could not afford even after a lifetime of hard work.

The original owner of this house was a wealthy merchant from Xingluo City. The reason why this wealthy merchant was able to own such a two-courtyard house outside Xingluo City was naturally not only due to his own wealth.

After all, this wealthy businessman was not even a baron of the lowest rank, so he was not qualified to use building materials of this standard. This wealthy businessman was once a white glove of a Soul Saint, which is why he was able to own such a fine house despite having neither a title nor cultivation.

Unfortunately, even a powerful Soul Saint, who seems like a towering tree, can be uprooted with overwhelming force when the storm hits. To avoid being caught up in the subsequent purge, the wealthy merchant could only try to find someone to escort him away from Xingluo for refuge.

When it comes to this dirty work of sending people away, the first person the wealthy businessman thinks of is Huo Yuhao, who has done many favors for him in the past. Of course, in the middleman's mouth, there is no such person as Huo Yuhao, only a dwarf who is only about 1.4 meters tall.

Although for Huo Yuhao, direct combat (scratch that) and assassinating important figures and eavesdropping on intelligence were what ninjas were best at, he naturally wouldn't refuse such a lucrative business. After safely escorting the wealthy merchant out of Xingluo City, in addition to receiving a considerable financial reward, the merchant also promised to let Huo Yuhao dispose of the two-courtyard house as he saw fit. After all, having lost his backer, he had lost the right to return to Xingluo City, and it was already a blessing that he was able to save his life.

"Hmph, you can continue to keep watch from here. Thanks to you, I don't need to spend money to hire a few servants to guard the house."

Huo Yuhao smiled and raised his left arm. A cylindrical object that fit tightly against his left arm appeared. It was gray in color and seemed to be made of the most common rare metal, refined steel. Two level-one soul guide cores were engraved on it. Their effects seemed to be to compress and activate soul power, and to increase the torque of a certain metal part.

Huo Yuhao's soul power flowed into the soul tool on his left arm. A rare metal bullet, about the size of an adult's thumb, was ejected from the soul tool with a barely perceptible sound. Huo Yuhao twisted his wrist, and the metal bullet immediately flew out, accurately grazing the roof ridge beast on the roof beam.

Huo Yuhao relaxed his slightly twisted wrist again, and the front of the metal bullet suddenly exploded, turning into a metal claw with three fingers. The metal claw that had been shot out immediately began to retract, accurately hooking the roof beast that had just passed by.

Immediately afterwards, Huo Yuhao gathered his energy, twisted his wrist in another direction, and a considerable lifting force immediately came from his arm, pulling Huo Yuhao into the air. Huo Yuhao exerted his core muscles, and his whole body, like a swan, with his toes pointing upwards, was pulled up to the roof beam in a whoosh.

Although the set of movements looked very complicated, it actually only took about a second. With his feet on the roof beam, Huo Yuhao exerted force with his left arm and grabbed the steel cable with his right arm, which allowed him to stand on the roof again. With another flick of his wrist, the metal claw immediately turned back into a metal bullet. Without the support of the roof beast, the pulling force of the soul tool on his arm immediately pulled the bullet and the steel cable back.

(End of this chapter)