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

Last night, in the underground trading area of ​​the Qingse Hotel, he left a trace of chaotic aura on every evil soul master.

Those auras were like lights in the darkness; through his divine sense, he could clearly discern the location of each person.

With a little screening, he can pick out suitable targets for his current hunt.

As night deepened, the streetlights of Mingdu lit up one by one. Huo Yuhao changed into a black outfit and quietly left the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy.

In an old apartment building three blocks away from the college, a burly middle-aged man sat alone in his room.

On the table in front of him lay several crumpled gold notes, and next to him was a large, jet-black sword with a dark red bloodstain visible on its blade, emitting a nauseating stench.

This person was Huo Yuhao's first prey tonight, a Soul Master with a cultivation level of three rings and a Ghost Head Saber as his Martial Soul.

Among the peripheral members of the Holy Spirit Cult, he was specifically responsible for debt collection and eliminating prisoners, and had no fewer than ten lives on his hands.

A soft footstep stopped at the doorway. The middle-aged man abruptly looked up and reached for the dagger on the table.

But before his fingers could even touch the hilt of the knife, the door silently turned to dust, and a young man dressed in black stepped in.

The middle-aged man's pupils contracted sharply. He grabbed the Ghost Head Blade and roared. His third soul ring lit up, and a layer of dark blade light rose from the blade as he slashed down at Huo Yuhao.

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Faced with the attack, Huo Yuhao neither dodged nor evaded. He raised his right hand, and a dark light suddenly burst forth between his five fingers, with a heart-palpitating devouring power gushing out from his palm.

The light was not dazzling, but it was extremely deep. The air around his palm was violently distorted, as if even space itself was being torn apart and collapsing into his palm by that force.

Countless faint whispers echoed in the room, the mournful cries of the devoured fragments of souls.

His five fingers gripped the blade of the ghost head knife precisely.

The middle-aged man's expression changed drastically the instant his palm touched the blade.

He could clearly feel that his soul was being gripped tightly by an invisible claw, being forcibly torn out from every inch of his body.

The devouring force spread along the Ghost Head Blade, drilling into his arm like a living thing.

Immediately afterwards, it directly invaded his mental world, frantically tearing at and devouring the essence of his soul.

The middle-aged man let out an extremely shrill scream, his body convulsed violently a few times, and the light in his eyes quickly dimmed as if a lamp had been extinguished.

His body slumped to the ground, lifeless.

Huo Yuhao felt a surge of pure soul power flow into his body through his palm, and his spiritual power and soul power both increased slightly with this feedback.

He withdrew his hand, glanced down at the corpse on the ground, and calmly turned and walked out of the room.

Over the next hour or so, he found four more targets.

These four individuals were all between Soul Venerable and Soul Sect masters, not considered significant figures within the Holy Spirit Cult, but each of them had the blood of innocent people stained on their hands.

Huo Yuhao showed no mercy, devouring them one by one as they came to his door.

One of the Soul Masters sensed something was wrong and tried to warn his companions with a signal flare, but Huo Yuhao's mental interference was faster than he could activate the mechanism.

Before the signal flare could even leave the window, the man's soul had already been completely devoured.

After defeating the fifth evil soul master, Huo Yuhao did not continue.

Five people is the limit for tonight; any more than that would alert the Holy Spirit Cult.

He casually tossed the last corpse into the shadows in the corner of the room, straightened his clothes, and then disappeared into the night like a ghost.

About half an hour after he left, a slender figure appeared downstairs at the old apartment building.

The newcomer was a girl wearing a yellow dress, who looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old.

Her long, black hair swayed gently in the night breeze. Her face was beautiful, but her brows held a coldness that seemed out of place for her age.

The girl crouched down and gently touched the still-warm corpse with her fingertips, then her brows furrowed tightly.

“The souls are gone.” She stood up and examined the surrounding corpses one by one, her expression growing increasingly grave. “Their souls were all devoured. This doesn’t seem like an ordinary revenge killing…”

She reached out and made a grasping motion beside the corpse, a faint golden halo flashing at her fingertips, before a glint of light flashed in her eyes.

A faint trace of inky black energy lingered in the air, causing her soul power to stagnate slightly.

“A cultist who can devour souls.” The girl in the yellow dress bit her lower lip and said coldly, “This kind of guy is not easy to deal with. We must find him and get rid of him as soon as possible, otherwise it will be even more troublesome if he gains power.”

She glanced at the corpses on the ground again, memorizing their locations, then turned her skirt and disappeared into the night.

Huo Yuhao quietly returned to his dormitory and changed out of his dusty black clothes.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes, and examined his haul for the night.

Within the sea of ​​spirit, five pure soul essences are being slowly refined.

His mental strength had improved considerably, and even the edges of the cracks deep within his soul had become slightly more solidified.

What pleased him even more was that after devouring the evil soul master's soul, the chaotic power within his body also increased slightly.

Although it is still weak, little by little, it will eventually be able to re-condense into a trace of true divine power.

“Five is enough to raise alarm.” He opened his eyes and muttered to himself in the darkness. “This frequency of hunting can’t last too long. We need to go back every now and then so we don’t get caught.”

After thinking these things through, he closed his eyes and continued to circulate his soul power to consolidate his cultivation level, which had just surged to level fifteen.

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Shrek Academy, office building.

This three-story, greyish-white building sits at the end of the college's main road, its exterior walls covered with ancient vines that sway gently in the morning breeze.

The building isn't very large, but it has a simple and dignified air about it.

The walls inside the building are adorned with portraits of past deans, the edges of which have been worn smooth and lustrous by the passage of time.

The innermost room on the second floor is the office of Du Weilun, the director of the School of Foreign Languages.

At this moment, Tang Wutong was standing in front of her desk with a grim expression.

In order to stay at Shrek Academy, she humbled herself yesterday and sincerely explained to Du Weiren why she was disguised as a man.

Of course, she couldn't reveal that she had been reborn, so she just made up a reason, such as family rules or being raised as a boy since childhood.

He thought he could get away with it this way, but to his surprise, Du Weilin did not let the matter rest after hearing what had happened.

Instead, she was required to apologize to each of the students whose dormitory doors she had kicked, and only by gaining everyone's forgiveness would the matter be considered closed.

Tang Wutong was filled with extreme resentment.

She is the daughter of a god-king, and in her previous life she led Shrek Academy to win the championship of the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Battle Tournament. Now she has to bow down and admit her mistakes to a group of ordinary students who are not even Soul Masters.

But she had no choice. Huo Yuhao hadn't been found yet, and this was her father's alma mater, the best place for her to grow up, so she absolutely couldn't leave Shrek Academy.

Therefore, she could only grit her teeth and swallow her anger, and went to each dormitory early this morning to apologize.

"Director Du," Tang Wutong took a deep breath, suppressing the frustration in her chest, and tried to make her voice sound calm, "I have already apologized to all the trainees one by one."

Du Weiren looked up from the documents in his hand, scrutinized her for a moment, and then nodded slightly: "Since you have apologized, then let's leave it at that."

He flipped through the documents in his hand, then looked up at Tang Wutong, who was still dressed in men's clothing, and said in a tone that left no room for negotiation: "In addition, from today onwards, you must go back to wearing women's clothing."

"The college has already reassigned you to a new dormitory. Go back to your old dormitory, pack your things, and move in."

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Tang Wutong opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't say anything, and just nodded silently.

Since Huo Yuhao is no longer at Shrek Academy, it doesn't matter to her whether he's dressed as a man or a woman.

Moreover, if she were to return to women's clothing, she could first get in touch with Xiao Xiao. In her previous life, Xiao Xiao was one of her best friends, and she would definitely be able to help her in this life as well.

Then, they inquired with Xiao Xiao and others about where Huo Yuhao had gone.

"Alright, you can go back now." Du Weilen waved his hand, interrupting her thoughts.

Tang Wutong didn't say anything more, turned around and walked out of the office.

The door closed gently behind her, and the sound of footsteps faded away down the corridor.

Du Weiren leaned back in his chair, remained silent for a moment, and then reached into the drawer to take out a brown folder.

Opening the cover, you'll find an enrollment file inside, with a small portrait pasted in the upper right corner, showing Tang Wutong dressed as a boy.

His gaze slowly swept over the few lines of text in the file: Goddess of Light Butterfly Martial Soul, Haotian Sect origin.

He closed the file, tapped his fingers lightly on the table twice, and a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.

"The Goddess of Light Butterfly, and the Haotian Sect... Could it be..." He muttered to himself for a moment, then put the folder back in the drawer.

After leaving the office building, Tang Wutong walked briskly towards the fourth-grade teaching building without pausing for a moment.

The apology had already taken up the whole morning; she needed to find Bei Bei and Tang Ya as soon as possible to find out what had happened to Huo Yuhao.

According to her memories from her previous life, Huo Yuhao should have met Bei Bei and Tang Ya in the Star Dou Great Forest, joined the Tang Sect at their invitation, and finally entered Shrek Academy through a special invitation from the Tang Sect.

But now Huo Yuhao is missing, while Bei Bei and Tang Ya are staying safely in the academy. That can only mean that something went wrong in the Star Dou Great Forest segment.

She jogged across the square and up the stairs of the fourth-grade teaching building.

They found Beibei and Tang Ya's class at the end of the corridor and asked a student at the door to go in and pass on a message.

In just a short while, Beibei and Tang Ya came out of the classroom.

Tang Ya was taken aback when she saw a handsome boy with light blue, medium-length hair and wearing a freshman's uniform standing at the door. She was stunned for a moment before giving him a friendly smile.

"Did you look for us? What's up?"

Looking at the familiar face before her, Tang Wutong was filled with mixed emotions, but she tried her best to appear calm.

She didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point: "Excuse me, are you Tang Ya, the sect leader of the Tang Sect? My name is Wang Dong, and I'm a new student."

"I have long admired the Tang Clan and wish to join them. I wonder if that is possible?"

Tang Ya was taken aback at first, then a bright smile bloomed on her face, her eyes filled with surprise, and her voice even rose a few decibels: "Of course! Of course!"

The Tang Sect is now dwindling in talent; besides her and Bei Bei, there is no one else. Now, a genius who can get into Shrek Academy based on his own abilities has taken the initiative to join.

This was like a windfall, and she had no reason to refuse.

Seeing that she agreed readily, Tang Wutong took the opportunity to ask indirectly, "Besides the two senior sisters and brothers, does the Tang Clan have any other members? Are there any... newly accepted disciples?"

Tang Ya's smile faded slightly, and she waved her hand somewhat embarrassedly: "There aren't any other members. The Tang Clan only has me and Bei Bei now. But with you, there are three!"