Douluo Continent, Huo Yuhao who returned from Sekiro

Chapter 748 Revealing Identity (6K)

"Yes, and then what?"

Huo Yuhao followed up with another question, his eyes revealing disdain.

"She said she'd die for you, so I'm giving you two choices. First, try to make her die in your place; if she dies, you'll live."

"Second, choose to die. If you die, she can live. Now, make your choice! Let me see what your love is all about!"

The calm voice seemed to be enraged by Huo Yuhao's disrespect, and its words were filled with a strong sense of killing intent, causing the temperature in the room to drop sharply.

"I choose to live."

Huo Yuhao spoke calmly, as if he were talking about what he had for breakfast.

When he said that, Wang Dong'er not only did not show any dissatisfaction, but a slight smile appeared on her face.

Sometimes, living takes far more courage than dying. Moreover, Wang Dong'er knew very well that even if she died, Huo Yuhao would definitely find a way to get her out of the underworld.

Of course, this is something that could never be discussed with the controllers of Qiankun Wenqing Valley.

Such an answer only surprised the voice that asked the question.

He didn't understand why the young man would give such an answer.

But isn't that exactly what He wanted to see?

Only when the two sides become enemies is it an interesting scenario that He wants to see.

But instead of being angry, the other party was actually quite happy?

This was not the reaction He desired, so after pondering for a long time, He suddenly had a brilliant idea.

The idea was so brilliant that He couldn't help but chuckle and temporarily shut down his control over Wang Qiu'er, allowing her to hear the conversation.

"If you had an opportunity, you could save everyone in the world, including your parents, best friends, brothers, and teachers."

"However, this requires you to sacrifice the only memento your lover left you. You are the only person in this world who still remembers her. This is the only keepsake she left you. After you sacrifice this, the last trace of your lover in this world will completely disappear."

"Come on, make your choice."

The question was so offensive that even Wang Qiu'er felt as if a fly had suddenly crawled into her stomach, making her extremely uncomfortable. But even though she racked her brains, she couldn't find a suitable way to answer it.

Huo Yuhao laughed, a laugh that sent chills down everyone's spine.

Even though the source of the sound was only a wisp of divine consciousness, it still felt a strange, icy aura locking onto it.

"You deliberately placed completely unequal weights on both sides of the scale, causing it to tip to one side."

"You're placing vague and intangible emotions like loyalty and love on the lighter side, and then brazenly declaring that both are now equally important."

"It seems that this is how you can measure how profound and unwavering your love is."

"You are attacking me from a high vantage point, with the sun behind you. The sun is so dazzling and glaring that it is as dark as pure darkness, making it impossible to see the truth from the falsehood."

"Now, it's your turn to attack. Go ahead and attack me. No matter which option I choose, it's just going from being disloyal, unfilial, and unjust to being contemptuous, mocking, and irresponsible towards love. Why don't you criticize both directions at once?"

A hint of mockery flashed in Huo Yuhao's tone. His words were like the sun breaking through the clouds, sweeping away all the gloom in their hearts. Is there a perfect answer to this kind of question? Of course not. Any answer would be a trap.

The other party was simply hiding in a high vantage point, out of the sunlight, pointing and whispering in the shadows. If their positions were reversed, their performance would only be more pathetic.

As expected, when Huo Yuhao dissected all the traps in the other party's words, the voice immediately became flustered.

In the eyes of this young man who was not even twenty years old, his own thoughts seemed to be transparent. Looking into Huo Yuhao's murderous eyes, he felt as if he had appeared naked in Huo Yuhao's eyes.

This man had seen right through Him.

"Then, then..."

"To answer the question, why did you choose to let your loved one die instead of dying yourself?"

He quickly changed the subject to cover up his inner turmoil.

But she never expected that even if she changed the subject, Huo Yuhao would be able to bring it back.

Why?

A mocking look appeared on Huo Yuhao's face.

"Because one day, I will climb to a level where I can fight against you high and mighty gods."

"I will tear off your limbs, I will harvest your love, I will strip you of your will to live."

"I will crush your head, I will break your ribs, I will hollow out your soul, and finally, I will let you savor the wonderful feeling of making a choice in a dilemma."

"Let me guess who you are. You seem to enjoy making things difficult for others?"

"Unruly, arrogant, hypocritical, and quick to anger when someone touches a sore spot. Even as time has passed in the divine realm, he has not lost his true nature; on the contrary, he has become even more lawless. He must be a god who will not be far off."

"Among the people I can think of, there aren't many who meet this criterion. Perhaps Bibi Dong, the Pope of the Spirit Hall, also meets this criterion?"

"Since the dead can't speak, your identity is easy to guess. Am I right? The Nine-Colored Goddess who inherited the divine position—Ning! Rong! Rong!"

By the end, Huo Yuhao's killing intent was no longer concealed.

As he uttered the last few words, his momentum and voice increased with each additional syllable.

The last few words, as resounding as a great bell, struck the space of Qiankun Wenqing Valley like several heavy hammer blows, causing the surrounding mountains and the central pool to tremble.

The voice was so sharp, like a precise and elegant scalpel, that it sliced ​​through the other person's entire psychological defenses, leaving Ning Rongrong feeling as if she had been struck by lightning.

She didn't understand. She was the one asking questions the whole time, and she had never answered any of his questions. Why was this kid with the Eye Martial Soul able to see through everything about her so easily?

Why!

"For speaking rudely, you will be punished with a hundred lashes!"

Although the voice still tried its best to remain calm and sacred, there was a clear hint of exasperation in its words.

Upon hearing this, Huo Yuhao burst into laughter.

He guessed correctly. The other party's reaction told Huo Yuhao that he had guessed correctly. The other party's identity was not the Soft Bone Charming Rabbit Xiao Wu, nor the Netherworld Spirit Cat Zhu Zhuqing, but Ning Rongrong, the ancestor of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School.

(End of this chapter)