Douluo Continent: The Spirit-Eyed Detective Huo Yuhao

With the Holy Emperor above, he felt like a lamb at the table of three devils.

"Alright, everyone, hold back a bit, he's scared out of his wits." Huo Yuhao said with a smile as he stepped forward.

He extended his spiritual tentacles and grabbed the snow demon, whose soul was already weakened.

"do not be afraid."

Huo Yuhao's words seemed to have a magical power, soothing his soul.

"Okay...okay," the snow demon said in a trembling voice.

Subsequently, with Huo Yuhao's meticulous mental manipulation and Electrolux's assistance, the Snow Demon's memories were extracted.

"Holy Spirit Cult, Scorpion Tiger Douluo, Dark Cloud Offering... these are truly useful memories." Huo Yuhao observed these memories and couldn't help but chuckle wickedly.

"I have an idea."

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"Tch, Zhang Peng, he really doesn't know what's good for him!" Wu Yun cursed, his attempt to persuade him failing once again.

After wasting so much of his breath, he actually said something like, "I was once spared by Dragon God Douluo Mu En. Out of gratitude for his kindness, I swore that I would never appear in the world during his lifetime."

He recently made a high-profile announcement that he was still alive, as you probably know. I won't agree to that.

What's with this old man pretending?

Isn't it just because they're afraid of being beaten?

He's already a demonic spirit master, what gratitude, what oath... what a laughable thing!

Of course, he wouldn't dare to fight if it were a matter of course. He himself had only just broken through to the level 94 title, while Scorpion Tiger was a veteran Super Douluo who had reached level 95 a long time ago.

"Hehehe, if all else fails, I'll secretly reveal his whereabouts to the Heavenly Soul Empire. The Heavenly Soul will never allow such a powerful evil soul master to remain within its borders. When he is besieged by the Heavenly Soul's titled forces, we'll force him to join the Holy Spirit Cult!"

Wu Yun hardened his heart; that was how he had made up his mind to be an evil soul master for life.

Even if his martial soul only has the attribute of darkness, even if his martial soul does not affect his mind in the slightest.

He deliberately imitated the evil spirit masters, killing, drinking blood, eating flesh, and mimicking their cackling laughter...

Even if these actions do not increase his cultivation level at all.

"Hehehe, by the way, when the time comes, I'll tell him that the Dark Holy Dragon Emperor Douluo is also in my Holy Spirit Cult. I don't believe I can't control him."

As the dark cloud pondered, it landed at the entrance of the branch altar.

"Hmm? The smell of blood?"

He immediately became alert. In order to avoid attracting attention, the evil spirit masters of the branch altar were required to maintain hygiene even when cultivating. How could there be such a strong smell of blood?

"What's going on?!"

Seeing the sea of ​​blood in the underground hall, Wuyun Douluo was enraged like never before.

"Who did this?!"

"Offering...offering to Your Excellency..." a weak voice came.

Wu Yun rushed over immediately and found that it was Xue Gui, the branch altar master.

"Snow Demon, where is your physical body?"

"My physical body was... destroyed. I survived only because of... because of the characteristics of my martial soul..."

"Tell me! Who did this?!"

"It's...it's a scorpion tiger! It's a scorpion tiger!" The Snow Demon's last remaining soul screamed hoarsely, filled with endless hatred.

"Zhang Peng!!!"

Enraged, Wuyun Douluo's veins bulged on his forehead, and his dark soul power surged wildly from his body.

It wasn't because of this small branch altar that he was angry, but because Scorpion Tiger's actions were undoubtedly a contempt and provocation against him and his Holy Spirit Cult.

He believed Xue Gui's words. In fact, he had already vaguely guessed that Zhang Peng was the one who did it before Xue Gui even spoke.

Such a brutal and bloody scene could only have been done by an evil spirit master. And who else could be the super-powerful evil spirit master here besides Scorpion Tiger, capable of slaughtering the entire branch altar in such a short time?

Looking at the pile of severed limbs on the ground, Wuyun gritted his teeth and said, "Gratitude? Seclusion? It's all bullshit! Scorpion Tiger, aren't you having a good time eating?"

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Nuanlu Village

"Haha! I'm back."

Huo Yuhao stepped into his wooden house with a smile.

"Hehe, Yuhao, you actually came up with the idea of ​​altering that guy's memories, but will this idea work?" Tianmeng asked.

"Whether it works or not, it's all the same. I've already made the scene as chaotic as possible, so I'm still somewhat confident," Huo Yuhao said nonchalantly.

"Moreover, this is not a sophisticated method like modifying memories. Without the development of high-precision instruments, I cannot directly modify memories."

"Then what is that?"

"Memory is made up of a lot of information. Do you remember how we share our thoughts? That is, sharing the information in our brains with others."

I simply cut out the information about us from his mind and then sent him a fake message—a pre-programmed sequence. Anyway, he'd just say what I told him to say, and then he'd go crazy.

Huo Yuhao lay back in the chair, propping his legs up on the table to rest.

"But as for the Scorpion Tiger Douluo, I remember discussing that with Elder Mu..."

Chapter 44 Scorpion Tiger Douluo Wants a Peaceful Life

In the wooden house,

Huo Yuhao, who was looking at the blueprints and thinking, suddenly looked up.

“That is…” He looked out the window, towards the far north.

His keen spiritual senses told him that there were very strong energy fluctuations there.

"There's a fight going on, and it's very strong."

Hyotei appeared and looked in the same direction. She was very familiar with the wind and snow of the far north, and nothing that happened there could escape her eyes.

Then she smiled confidently.

"Not as strong as us."

The power was mixed with a lot of evil energy, so it should be a two-titled evil soul master.

"Go and see?"

"Go and see."

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My name is Zhang Peng, and I am eighty-nine years old. I live in a border town of the Heavenly Soul Empire and am unmarried. I cultivate on the outskirts of the far north, and every day I must drink blood until the hour of Xu (7-9 PM) before I can return home. I don't smoke, and I only drink a little alcohol. I go to bed at midnight and sleep for a full four hours every night. Before bed, I always drink a glass of warm milk, then do twenty minutes of stretching exercises, and then fall into a deep sleep immediately. I sleep soundly until dawn, never carrying fatigue or stress into the next day.

My body is perfectly healthy and normal... right?

"Blood! I need blood!"

Zhang Peng hurriedly flew into the snow and wind on the outskirts of the far north. This place was rarely visited by people, and a large number of snowfield spirit beasts lived here. He often came here to obtain the beast blood he needed.

He reached out and grabbed an Ice Horned Bull, then bit down on it with his transformed martial spirit maw. Amidst the beast's mournful howls, wisps of blood seeped out.

He wasn't hungry; it was just the instinct from his martial spirit that drove him to do it—an addiction that made him feel uncomfortable all over and was hard to suppress.

Zhang Peng didn't really like his martial soul. Although it allowed him to accelerate his cultivation by absorbing the blood of soul beasts, it also caused him to lose many things.

His extreme thirst for blood and the malevolent aura constantly influenced his mind.

"What if he goes berserk in the city later?" Zhang Peng didn't dare to think about it. If that happened, he would probably become a true evil spirit master.

He has never harmed anyone, nor has he ever wanted to admit that he is an evil spirit master.

He abandoned the drained remains of the soul beast and continued searching for his next target.

At that moment, a cloud of black mist rapidly approached.

"who?"

Zhang Peng let out a tiger's roar, which shook the black mist and caused it to dissipate.

"Hehehe, Scorpion Tiger, you really are here. You seem to be enjoying drinking blood." The figure of the Dark Cloud Douluo appeared, his anger and killing intent mixed with dark energy spreading around him.

"I'll ask you one last time, are you really not going to join my Holy Church?"

"How many times do I have to say it? I won't join, that's it. I just want to live a peaceful life. What you do is none of my business!" Scorpion Tiger Douluo roared. He hated having others see him eating.

"If that's the case, what do you mean by provoking my Holy Spirit Cult?!" Wu Yun stopped arguing with him, summoned his Raven Martial Soul, and condensed a black Raven Claw to attack Scorpion Tiger.

What's wrong with you?

Zhang Peng cursed angrily. He was very agitated and the blood of one cow was not enough to satisfy his craving.

These dark clouds keep bothering him, and now they're attacking him, which is truly unbearable.

If you want war, then let's fight!

The two titled Douluo engaged in fierce combat.

After several rounds, the difference in levels became apparent. Scorpion Tiger Douluo grew stronger with each battle, and his momentum gradually overshadowed Dark Cloud.

Wuyun made a careless move and was punched by Scorpion Tiger. His black hood shattered, revealing his pale face.

"Hmph, as expected of a 'veteran'." Wu Yun showed no fear. He was not blinded by anger, and his purpose was not to fight the Scorpion Tiger.

What he wanted was to entangle the scorpion tiger, preventing it from continuing to suck blood.

He knew that evil spirit masters had to do some "evil things" regularly to satisfy their martial spirit, otherwise they would go crazy and lose control of themselves.

That makes things easier. He'll use his Dark Raven's specialty of grappling to wear down Scorpion Tiger until he goes berserk, and then go to the nearest Heavenly Soul Town to let him go on a killing spree.

At that point, when he was being relentlessly pursued, he would only have one option left: to flee to the Sun and Moon and join the Holy Spirit Cult.

And at this moment,

Beneath the distant snow layer, Huo Yuhao lurked, spying on them.

"That's a really intense fight!" Huo Yuhao exclaimed, impressed by the ruthless and deadly fighting style of the evil soul masters.