Douluo Continent, Huo Yuhao, the villain from a parallel world

Huo Yuhao didn't say much, and with a wave of his hand, he released the dark seal that bound him.

He then presented the emerald green orb in his palm to Electrolux, saying calmly, "Your method is genuine. Here, take this; you can now put your ideas into practice."

He paused, then said, "From now on, you can move within a certain range in the Sea of ​​Spirit."

Upon hearing this, Electrolux's soul body trembled slightly.

He reached out and took the emerald green orb formed from the carving knife, and his aged and hoarse voice slowly rang out: "My name is Electrolux."

Huo Yuhao nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

Without lingering, he flashed away and left the Sea of ​​Spirit.

After he left, a black circle, with Electrolux as its origin and covering nearly one-tenth of the Sea of ​​Spirit, quietly appeared. This would be the area where Electrolux could move freely from now on.

Electrolux floated in mid-air, the indistinct figure holding a ball of light in its hand, its eyes seeming to have changed slightly.

He originally thought this powerful figure, who was suspected of being reborn through possession, was an extremely ruthless being, but he did not expect that the other party would not only keep his promise, but also take the initiative to relax the restrictions.

"Let's see," Electrolux thought to himself.

As an old man who has seen the coldness and warmth of the world, he knows that people have many facets and cannot be understood in a short time.

Now that Huo Yuhao has given him space to move around and the authority to perceive the outside world, he has plenty of time to observe slowly.

As his consciousness returned to his body, Huo Yuhao immediately stood up from the bed.

He reeked of a strong, foul stench.

Under the cleansing power of the carving knife, the impurities accumulated in the body for eleven years were completely expelled, forming a layer of gray-black grime on the skin's surface, sticky and pungent.

The room didn't have a private bathroom, and the bed was so filthy that it was impossible to sleep in it.

Huo Yuhao frowned and pushed open the door to find the hotel staff.

When the waiter was called up and saw the mess in the room, his face immediately changed, and he opened his mouth to talk about compensation.

Huo Yuhao was too lazy to argue with him and simply threw out a hundred gold coins from his storage soul tool.

The waiter took the heavy bag of gold coins, and his dissatisfaction instantly turned into a warm smile as he repeatedly assured him that everything was arranged.

He quickly led Huo Yuhao to the hotel's best bathroom, and then patted his chest to assure him that a new room would be prepared immediately, and that he didn't need to worry about anything else.

After taking a refreshing shower and changing into clean clothes, Huo Yuhao moved into his new room.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes and cultivated. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth flowed into his meridians through his pores, and the speed at which it was transformed into soul power was several times faster than before.

This cultivation speed is far superior to that of his peers in his previous life.

Huo Yuhao was very satisfied with this. If he could do it all over again, he would naturally surpass his previous performance in every aspect.

The night passed uneventfully with Huo Yuhao cultivating. The next morning, after finishing his cultivation and packing up, he left Xingluo City.

However, he did not leave the Star Luo Empire immediately, but instead headed northwest of Star Luo City.

He planned to do something else along the way.

Chapter 25 Small Interest (Please continue reading!)

Fifty miles northwest of Xingluo City, a palace-like building stands.

The golden glazed tiles shimmered brilliantly in the morning light, the layered roofs were arranged in a staggered manner, and copper bells hung between the upturned eaves, making a low tinkling sound in the breeze.

The vermilion gate was several meters high, with gilded animal head door knockers inlaid on the door panels, and the stone lions on both sides were majestic and ferocious.

The entire building is antique, solemn and majestic. From a distance, it appears to stretch endlessly into the distance, with mist rising from the surrounding area and the kilns extending to the sides.

This enormous mansion, covering an area of ​​over 3,000 acres, is not attached to any city, but stands alone on the plains northwest of Xingluo City.

The fact that such a magnificent mansion could be considered a testament to the owner's status in the Star Luo Empire speaks volumes.

And this is the White Tiger Duke's Mansion.

The place where Huo Yuhao once lived was also the place he personally destroyed in his previous life.

Huo Yuhao stopped on a high slope about twenty miles from the White Tiger Duke's mansion.

He stood at the top of the hill under an old locust tree, gazing into the distance at the magnificent mansion.

Twenty miles away, the mansion was just a blurry golden outline in the eyes of ordinary people, but Huo Yuhao's spiritual eyes could penetrate the distance and clearly see every brick and tile there.

The massive vermilion gate was tightly shut, and two squads of fully armed guards were patrolling back and forth in front of it.

Deep within the mansion, the pavilions and terraces, arranged in a staggered pattern, gleamed with a cold luster under the sunlight, exactly as I remembered them.

"What a pity." Huo Yuhao withdrew his gaze and shook his head slightly. "There's no way to deal with the Duchess of White Tiger right now."

Having personally destroyed this mansion in his past life, no one knew better than him how many powerful figures were hidden inside.

There are eight experts at the Contra level alone, some of whom are originally from the White Tiger Clan, and others are worshippers from the mainland.

The elder with the highest cultivation level has reached level 89, just one step away from becoming a Title Douluo.

As for Duchess White Tiger herself, she is also a Contra-level powerhouse.

In addition to the layers upon layers of defensive arrays and thousands of guards within the Duke's mansion, its defenses are virtually impregnable.

Although he underwent a complete transformation through the refinement of the Gold of Life, he still had the remaining spiritual essence of the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm in his spiritual sea that he could mobilize.

However, with his current level eleven soul power cultivation, it would still be difficult for him to force his way into the White Tiger Duke's mansion, kill the White Tiger Duchess, and then escape unscathed.

Even if they manage to do it with all their might, they will inevitably exhaust all their resources, which is like draining the pond to catch all the fish.

This will have a huge impact on his future cultivation, and it will undoubtedly be a losing proposition.

He didn't come to the White Tiger Duke's Mansion by detour because he was after the White Tiger Duchess.

Back in the White Tiger Duke's mansion, the main culprit who bullied him and his mother was naturally the White Tiger Duchess, but besides her, there were many accomplices.

Those stewards, nannies, and guards, relying on the power of the Duchess of White Tiger, bullied her and her son to the extreme.

In his previous life, he had settled some scores with the Duchess of White Tiger.

Since we can't deal with the mastermind for the time being, finding a few accomplices to collect some interest and incidentally cause some trouble for Duchess White Tiger is not a bad choice.

The sound of wheels rolling could be faintly heard from afar, and Huo Yuhao turned his head to look.

A convoy was slowly making its way along the official road toward the White Tiger Duke's mansion.

Sixteen carriages were lined up in a row, fifteen of which were fully loaded with goods. The carriages were marked with the White Tiger Clan's insignia, and soldiers in armor guarded both sides.

"They've arrived." Huo Yuhao's face revealed a cold smile. This was exactly the person he had been waiting for.

The person sitting in the carriage at the very front was his target.

After his mother was murdered by the Duchess of White Tiger, he endured nearly five years of hardship alone in the Duke's mansion.

During those five years, he was single-mindedly focused on revenge, so naturally he wouldn't do nothing.

He had etched the name of every enemy and the face of every accomplice into his mind, along with all the information he had gathered from the Duke's mansion, deeply imprinted in his memory.

Even though they had taken revenge in their previous lives, these memories had never faded in the slightest.

The person in the car at the very front is Zhu Hao, the steward of the White Tiger Duke's mansion.

He was a trusted confidant that Duchess White Tiger brought from her maternal family. All of Duchess White Tiger's plans against her and her son were carried out by this man.

First, Huo Yun'er was demoted from Dai Hao's personal maid to an ordinary maid, and finally, Huo Yun'er was made to be worse off than an ordinary maid, doing a lot of chores every day but not even having enough to eat.

Excessive fatigue, coupled with old injuries and hunger, led to Huo Yun'er's passing away when Huo Yuhao was ten years old.

Every month, Zhu Hao would lead a caravan away from the Duke's mansion to Xingluo City to purchase the daily necessities needed by the nobles within.

In his previous life, Huo Yuhao had investigated this route. Now that his memories and the timeline coincided, he naturally had to go with the flow.

Zhu Hao himself was a level 53 Soul King, while the vast majority of the guards were below level 35.

With his current strength, Huo Yuhao wouldn't find it difficult to deal with this number of people head-on. However, he preferred to accomplish this quietly.

"Let's start with you." Huo Yuhao stared at the carriage at the front, a fleeting glint of dark light flashing in his eyes.

An invisible spiritual force emanated from his eyes, silently enveloping the carriage.

Inside the carriage, Zhu Hao was leaning back on the cushions, resting with his eyes closed.

He was extremely thin, with high cheekbones and sunken cheeks, giving him a harsh appearance.

Coupled with the arrogance and ruthlessness that naturally emanated from his triangular eyes, one glance was enough to tell that this person was not someone to be trifled with.

He wore a dark blue brocade robe with dark gold cloud-patterned trim on the collar and cuffs, a white jade belt around his waist, and a jadeite thumb ring on his thumb.

This outfit wouldn't be considered extremely luxurious in the aristocratic circles of Xingluo City, but on a butler, it was quite ostentatious.

Just then, Zhu Hao suddenly opened his eyes.

A sudden, intense urge to urinate surged up without warning, so fast and forcefully that he had no time to react.

He frowned, assuming it was just because he had drunk a few extra cups of tea before leaving, and didn't think much of it.

The urge to urinate grew stronger and stronger until I couldn't hold it in any longer.

Zhu Hao slammed his fist on the side of the car and shouted, "Stop the car! Stop the car now!"

The carriage stopped abruptly, and a soldier quickly ran to the window and respectfully asked, "Steward Zhu, what are your orders?"

Zhu Hao lifted the carriage curtain and waved his hand impatiently: "I'm going to relieve myself in the woods. You guys wait here, I'll be right back."

Without waiting for the soldier's reply, he jumped off the carriage and hurriedly walked towards the woods by the roadside.

The soldier watched Zhu Hao's retreating figure without saying anything more.

Zhu Hao is a level 53 Soul King, whose strength far surpasses that of these guards. He doesn't need their protection at all, so it's none of their business to say anything.

Chapter 26 The Power of Chaos, Human Bombs (Please continue reading)

Zhu Hao rushed into the depths of the woods, found a thick old tree, and reached out to undo his belt.

But just as he was preparing to deal with this sudden, urgent problem, the urge to urinate, which nearly drove him to the brink of losing control,

But it vanished completely in an instant, as if it had never existed.

Zhu Hao paused for a moment, then frowned.

Before he could figure out what was going on, a figure appeared silently in front of him.