Soto City, the Little Fatty Who Suppressed the Evil Fire?

Bi Ji fell silent.

"Indeed."

"This world is truly cruel to us soul beasts."

"Human soul masters grow stronger with each generation, producing talent after talent. Yet our soul beast clan..."

Bi Ji paused, her voice tinged with bitterness, "...grows weaker with each passing day."

Di Tian did not speak.

He raised his right hand, looking down at the charred wound on his palm.

A faint trace of purple-black electric arc still lingered at the edges of the injury.

With his regenerative abilities, a wound of this magnitude should have healed within a few breaths.

Yet, the Law of Destruction embedded within it continued to prevent his flesh from knitting together.

Di Tian clenched his fist, his golden pupils darkening.

Facing a god, there was indeed a sense of profound helplessness.

However, this human had made him feel a most genuine emotion.

Compared to those hypocritical deities in the God Realm, this human was quite different.

Even if this person might not stand on the side of the soul beasts in the future, Di Tian wanted to take a gamble.

"I hope that little one..."

Di Tian's figure slowly dissipated into the mist, his voice fading into the distance.

"...will not let us down."

Bi Ji stood where she was, watching his figure disappear.

One week later.

Soto City.

Luo Yun stood at the city gate, looking up at the mottled plaque above, and took a deep breath.

"Finally, we can get some rest!"

Luo Shang ruffled Luo Yun's hair.

Having spent over half a month in the Star Dou Great Forest, they had smelled nothing but dirt and dew every day.

They had also been forced to remain vigilant at all times.

Even he, a Titled Douluo, felt somewhat exhausted, let alone Luo Yun, who was only a six-year-old child.

"Dad," Luo Yun tugged at Luo Shang's sleeve.

"Hmm?"

"Can you cook?"

Luo Shang glanced at him, expressionless: "Keep teasing your old man, and you can go find your own food later."

Luo Yun was silent for a moment: "...I don't want to eat barbecue anymore."

It was only because, throughout the journey, the food Luo Shang had prepared was nothing but roasted soul beast meat, devoid of seasoning...

And, it wasn't even cooked through!!!

One bite, and it exploded with juices all over Luo Yun's mouth!

Luo Shang ignored him and strode into the city.

Soto City was not particularly large, but it was very lively.

Shops lined both sides of the street, selling weapons and armor, soul beast materials, snacks, and fabrics, with the sounds of hawking rising one after another.

Pedestrians came and went in an endless stream: merchants carrying large bags, women leading children, drunks with their arms around each other's shoulders, and several gorgeously dressed soul masters with Spirit Hall badges pinned to their chests, strutting through the crowd with their noses in the air.

Luo Yun followed behind Luo Shang, looking left and right, filled with curiosity.

After all, he had grown up in Frost Ridge City, a place where there was nothing but snow all year round; it was nowhere near as bustling as Soto City.

"Dad, what is that?"

"Candied haws."

"Are they good?"

"I don't know."

"You've never eaten them?"

"This King does not eat sweets."

"...Then your life is so boring."

Luo Shang stopped in his tracks and glanced down at him. Luo Yun immediately shut his mouth, puffed out his chest, held his head high, and stared straight ahead.

The two walked along the street for a while until Luo Shang's gaze landed on the sign of a hotel.

The facade was quite luxurious, with the words "Rose Hotel" hanging above the entrance and rose decorations adorning the surroundings.

"We'll stay here."

Luo Shang didn't pay it any mind and walked straight inside.

Luo Yun followed behind, catching the scent of roses the moment he stepped through the door.

The lobby was sparsely populated with a few tables of guests, each dressed in finery and holding heavily made-up, glamorous women in their arms.

Is this really a scene suitable for a six-year-old?

Luo Shang walked to the front desk, where a woman in her twenties stood, dressed in a simple pink dress with a professional smile on her lips.

"Young master, are you looking to check in?"

"Yes." Luo Shang's voice was slightly hoarse.

"Two rooms."

"Coming right up." The receptionist deftly opened the register. "Names?"

Before the receptionist could finish her sentence, the hotel doors were shoved open with a bang.

A small, red-haired boy stumbled in.

He was dressed in common, coarse cloth, his face flushed bright red, and beads of sweat covered his forehead.

Following behind him was another young boy, looking a year or two older.

With golden hair and blue eyes, sharp features, and dressed in a white-gold brocade robe, he exuded an air of arrogance that didn't match his age.

He walked over unhurriedly, but as his heterochromatic eyes swept across the lobby, they carried an innate sense of condescension, as if he were looking at a group of insignificant ants.

"Dai, Boss Dai..." The red-haired boy tugged at Dai Mubai's sleeve, his voice trembling with a sob.

"I feel terrible... I can't hold it back anymore..."

Dai Mubai patted his shoulder with the air of an old soul, his tone as calm as someone who had seen it all: "Don't worry, brother, I'll get your problem solved right away!"

He strode to the front desk and pulled several Gold Soul Coins from his sleeve, slamming them onto the counter with a crisp sound.

"Hurry up and arrange a few ladies! My brother's Evil Fire is getting out of control!"

The Gold Soul Coins bounced twice on the counter, clattered around, and finally came to a rest by the receptionist's hand.

The receptionist looked down at the coins, then back up at the golden-haired, blue-eyed boy. Her expression shifted from a professional smile to confusion, and then to awkwardness.

"This..."

The proprietress coughed to clear her throat, trying her best to keep her tone from sounding too jarring. "Little one, you need to be a bit older for that kind of thing..."

Dai Mubai frowned, as if he had just heard something preposterous.

"Who says you can't do it now!"

He pulled Ma Hongjun over and pointed at the red-haired boy's flushed face, his tone righteous.

"See this? My brother's martial soul is a mutated Phoenix! It's very powerful! It just has a small issue... the Evil Fire flares up every so often, and he needs someone to vent it!"

The lobby went silent for a moment.

The guests at the tables turned in unison, their gazes sweeping back and forth between Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, their faces written with expressions of pure disbelief.

"Are kids these days really this precocious?"

"Impressive!!!"

"But at that age, can he even use it??"

"Probably just rubbing, I guess."

Luo Shang's brows furrowed slightly.

He had noticed this golden-haired boy the moment he walked in.

The boy's facial features and temperament were very similar to the members of the Star Luo Empire's royal family he had seen before.

Golden hair, blue eyes, an untamed gaze.

Someone from the Star Luo royal family.

Luo Shang's gaze darkened slightly.

What would someone from the Star Luo royal family be doing within the borders of the Heaven Dou Empire?

And bringing along a little sidekick with a mutated martial soul to a hotel to "vent fire"?

The etiquette education of the Star Luo nobility was truly eye-opening.

Luo Yun stood beside Luo Shang, frowning as he watched Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun; the more he looked, the more wrong it felt.