Chapter 110: The Killer, Shrek's Taotie Douluo Xuan Zi
Dai Yueheng died.
In fact, he had died the moment he was attacked by an evil Soul Master—losing both arms and having his future ruined. Now, Huo Yuhao merely gave him a quick end.
The White Tiger Duke, enraged, attached his Martial Soul to his body, while Xu Na roared like a madwoman. Her hoarse voice struck Huo Yuhao as particularly grating.
Cosmic outbursts are only suitable for Sons of Fortune, like Huo Yuhao. No matter how angry they get, it won't change the current situation.
Things like familial affection or bonds won't appear here.
Of course, the most important thing is that our Old Huo isn't a villain.
Xu Na's anger was understandable, and there was even less to say about Dai Hao. From beginning to end, in his eyes, Dai Yueheng was his most cherished child—compared to Huo Yuhao, an illegitimate son he had never met, sharing only blood.
If Dai Huabin's death hadn't already been a fact, and Dai Yueheng hadn't encountered such a situation before, he wouldn't have even felt deep down that a son like Huo Yuhao was very important—especially since he wasn't close to him and had run off to the Sun Moon Empire.
But now, it is all gone. Everything was gone. He didn't even know how many people in the mansion were still alive.
He didn't dare to imagine, because such a conjecture was too despairing. Could the prestigious White Tiger Duke's Mansion truly be annihilated in the dust of history like this?
"Teacher, was I a bit too cruel?"
Huo Yuhao felt like a rogue Martial Soul Master at this moment. Of course, if he wanted to, he would definitely be a very good evil Soul Master—perhaps even becoming a Holy Son of the Holy Spirit Church.
Relying on Electrolux's necromancy, if he wished, he could absolutely thrive within the Holy Spirit Church. His flexible moral bottom line meant he wouldn't feel guilty about any slaughter.
In truth, Dai Yueheng and he didn't have any deep-seated hatred, but being born into the Duke's Mansion and tacitly condoning Dai Huabin was also a sin. He couldn't be unaware of Huo Yuhao's existence.
Who did Huo Yuhao bully? If some people's existence is a sin, then it can only be blamed on Dai Yueheng also being Dai Hao's son—and the eldest son at that. Staying at Shrek, he could live. Now that he had returned to the White Tiger Duke's Mansion, he had to die.
If Huo Yun'er's death is seen as the "cause," then the subsequent deaths of Dai Hao and Xu Na are the "effect." And to prevent a new cycle of "cause and effect" from restarting, and to stop Dai Yueheng from causing any disgusting trouble later, he had to die.
Du Busi's mouth twitched. His Martial Soul attached, he first crippled Dai Hao; then, his powerful pressure caused the Duchess to bleed from all seven orifices, and the surroundings quieted again.
He finally understood why Kong Deming, that old fellow, wasn't willing to show up here to help. His own disciple, who had always been so calm, aloof, and proud, was now so murderous—it was the first time he had seen him like this.
And the target was Dai Hao, his biological father.
However, he also understood his disciple's inner feelings. His birth mother died at the hands of these people—regardless of whether it was direct or indirect—the event truly happened.
To heal the shadows of childhood, all the past pains must be thoroughly resolved. Most importantly, Yuhao is his disciple, his most beloved child. How could his dear disciple be wrong?
The words spoken during the competition were still ringing in his ears. If it were him, he would only be more thorough. The ones in the wrong were Dai Hao and this foolish, vicious woman.
"How you do it is up to you, but remember: don't regret it, lest it affect your mental state on the path to becoming a strong person."
Du Busi felt it was necessary to remind him, to prevent his disciple from falling into misconception, developing inner demons, and affecting his future path.
Huo Yuhao felt nothing for Dai Hao and the others, and Du Busi felt even less. Just a small White Tiger Duke, he died—that was that.
What about a biological father? Not raising a child isn't a great sin, but if you don't raise them and allow your subordinates to bully them, even forcing their birth mother to death, causing a child to suffer so much—that's going too far.
Dai Hao was crippled by that one attack. He lay on the ground, all his bones shattered, unable to even move a finger.
Du Busi knew that his disciple was no longer in danger, and unwilling to watch Dai Hao and the others suffer here, he turned and left the room.
However, Xu Na wouldn't think that way. Her two sons were dead—all dead—and all at Huo Yuhao's hands.
That bastard's son, that ant she had never regarded, treating him like trash, had successively killed her two sons. She was now without heirs.
And she would die too. This filthy bloodline of the Duke's lineage had come for revenge. She, including Dai Hao, had no way out.
Like a viper, her eyes, filled with hatred and rage, stared fixedly at Huo Yuhao, but Huo Yuhao didn't care. It seemed everyone gave such looks before death.
What do you really think that showing ferocity before death will change the outcome? That's a fallacy.
This isn't a romance novel. Hatred won't turn into love. Without strength, rashly revealing your hatred will only cause you to die faster.
"Look, the same eyes as that child from before. It's truly exciting."
This sentence was too perverse. Huo Yuhao wouldn't do anything to Xu Na in front of Dai Hao; that would be too disgusting.
No one knew what happened next. Du Busi, Kong Deming, and the Xiao Hongchen siblings waiting outside only heard continuous roars and painful wails.
Even in Huo Yuhao's spiritual sea, Ice Empress, Tianmeng, and Electrolux didn't know what was happening outside. Huo Yuhao was considerate—such cruel scenes were better kept from them.
It was two hours later when Huo Yuhao emerged again.
Stars twinkled in the sky, but the young man's body was spotless, without a trace of blood—as if the wails and screams from earlier had never happened.
"Teacher, let those in the White Tiger Duke's Mansion who showed kindness to your disciple leave."
Kong Deming nodded. He hadn't used his Soul Guidance Device before. Compared to Huo Yuhao, many people had died before seeing his appearance, and those who were alive didn't know what had happened.
However, he still asked, "That Dai Luoli, your nominal younger brother, Yuhao, do you want to see him?"
Dragging his weary body out of the courtyard, Huo Yuhao shook his head quietly, leaving his final words.
"Teacher, you'll have to waste another Level 9 Soul Guidance bomb. Destroy everything here. Your disciple doesn't want to see anything from this place again."
Since he had avenged Huo Yuhao, this place—holding no good memories—no longer needed to exist.
The previous idea of framing Shrek was too simplistic. There was no conflict between the two sides, so even if some clues were forcibly left to implicate Shrek, no one would believe it.
However, it was still possible to disgust the other party.
Those who had shown kindness to Huo Yuhao had been moved to a location outside the White Tiger Duke's Mansion. They will wake up tomorrow morning. Huo Yuhao took all the money and treasures from the mansion, while also leaving a portion for those people—enough to ensure their peaceful, worry-free lives in the future, if the Star Luo Empire didn't pursue the matter.
Huo Yuhao didn't care what the Star Luo Empire would do next—whether Dai Luoli inherited the title of White Tiger Duke or was granted another place to live out his life in peace—that was no longer his concern.
Dai Luoli, hopefully, this foolish younger brother won't do anything stupid like vengeful acts.
Otherwise, he wouldn't mind having another life on his hands—even if this foolish younger brother had been decent to Huo Yuhao before.
A powerful explosion echoed, and the White Tiger Duke's Mansion was annihilated in the dust of history. Strong individuals from various main cities finally noticed something was wrong and rushed toward the location.
They knew that such a strong explosion definitely meant something had happened, and the location was the White Tiger Duke's Mansion. They rushed desperately, but it was already too late.
On that same hillside, the inscription on Huo Yun'er's tombstone had been erased and replaced by another sentence:
The killer, Shrek's Taotie Douluo Xuan Zi.
No one would believe it, nor could anyone believe it, but Shrek would definitely be disgusted—and that was the goal.
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