Picking Up Corpses

After leaving Heaven Dou Auction House, Zhu Huang wandered all over Heaven Dou City.

The cities of the Douluo world were very different from those of his previous life. The biggest difference was that there were not so many high-tech tricks here, but because supernatural power existed, many wondrous things were also beyond anything people on Earth could imagine.

It was not until past eleven at night, when the people on the streets slowly thinned out and Zhu Huang's excitement had faded, that he was just about to find somewhere to rest. Suddenly, a drunken woman came walking toward him.

The woman wore a white dress, her messy long hair scattered wildly and covering her cheeks. In the shadows of the night, she staggered along unevenly, looking exactly like a female ghost.

The woman swayed unsteadily, as if she had not seen Zhu Huang. When she passed by him, she lost her balance and crashed toward him.

Zhu Huang stepped aside, and the woman, unable to keep her footing, fell face-first toward the ground.

Seeing that her face was about to hit the ground, Zhu Huang tugged her arm. The woman instinctively pulled back on his hand, went limp, and fell backward, landing right against his chest.

"Who... who are you? Stay away from me!"

The woman opened her hazy, drunken eyes, spraying him with the smell of alcohol as she spoke, making Zhu Huang frown hard.

She wanted to struggle free, but she was too drunk to muster any strength. She lay half-limp in Zhu Huang's arms, soft and boneless, instead pressing even closer against him.

Zhu Huang felt her graceful curves. He had to admit, this woman whose face he could not see clearly had quite a figure, and she was not very old either. It was just that the reek of alcohol all over her made it extremely unpleasant.

Zhu Huang had intended to set her down by the roadside, but seeing how utterly drunk she was, he silently shook his head. Drunk to this extent, if he left her alone, who knew if someone might pick her up like a corpse.

"Forget it. Running into me counts as your good luck."

Zhu Huang looked around, preparing to find a hotel and settle her in. Once she woke up from a sleep and sobered up, she would naturally be safe.

Zhu Huang supported the woman and walked for a while. Suddenly, from behind him came the sound of dense, hurried footsteps.

Zhu Huang's vast spiritual power swept out, and he saw a fully armed army advancing aggressively. Beside the general leading the troops were several men in black clustered around him, and he vaguely remembered having seen them at the auction house not long ago.

"Prince Xue Xing wants revenge on me? He really doesn't know how to stay alive."

At this moment, the few scattered pedestrians on the street saw the army appear. Their expressions changed drastically, and they scattered like frightened birds and beasts. In the blink of an eye, aside from Zhu Huang and the woman in his arms, there was not another person to be seen on the entire street.

"That's him. Surround him."

A middle-aged man in black beside the general saw Zhu Huang standing on the main street, and his eyes lit up. He said something to the general, and the general immediately issued an order.

A full four to five thousand fully armed soldiers surged over like a tide. In the blink of an eye, they had surrounded Zhu Huang so tightly that not even water could pass through.

"General Wu, this man is an assassin from the Star Luo Empire. At Heaven Dou Auction House, he attempted to assassinate Prince Xue Xing and almost succeeded. His Highness has ordered that if he can be captured alive, capture him alive; if not, dead is fine too."

"In short, after tonight, His Highness does not wish for this man to appear in the world ever again."

General Wu said, "Please tell His Highness not to worry. I brought five thousand Imperial Guard brothers, every one of them a warrior worth ten men. Even if he sprouts wings, he won't escape death."

"Attack!"

General Wu did not say a single word to Zhu Huang. He directly gave the order, and the soldiers' spears stabbed toward Zhu Huang from every direction.

However, because they were to capture him alive first, the places these soldiers thrust their spears at were mainly Zhu Huang's limbs. The woman in Zhu Huang's arms was dragged into it as well, and quite a few spear tips also stabbed toward her legs and arms.

"You're courting death!"

Zhu Huang's face went cold. These people's tyranny and arrogance still exceeded his expectations. He had not expected that after Prince Xue Xing had been taught a lesson by him, not only would he show no restraint, he had instead gone mad enough to mobilize an army to kill him and even pinned the crime of being a Star Luo Empire assassin on him.

If he had been even a little weaker, he would not have been able to walk out of Heaven Dou City this time.

Zhu Huang looked coldly at General Wu and the black-clothed men beside him. These few were the true lackeys. They aided a tyrant and would not be missed if they died. As for these soldiers, although they were only following orders, since they wanted to kill him, they naturally had to bear the consequences.

"Wh-what's going on?"

At this moment, under the stimulation of the cold killing intent and the sharp chill of the weapons, the woman finally regained a little clarity. Seeing herself leaning in a man's arms, her body suddenly stiffened, and a terrifying chill spread from her.

But before she could react violently toward Zhu Huang, the weapons around them were already about to stab into her. Yet she was still caught in the state of finding it unbearable that she had been taken advantage of by a strange man, and she had little reaction to those blades and spears.

Zhu Huang wrapped an arm around the woman's slender waist and activated the Death Domain. In an instant, something like a dark, translucent dome of light suddenly spread outward, enveloping everyone within it in the blink of an eye.

Almost in a single blink, everyone shrouded by the Death Domain, whether it was the general and those black-clothed men, the Soul Masters with five or six Soul Rings, or the thousands of ordinary soldiers, all collapsed silently.

"Ugh!"

The woman in Zhu Huang's arms, who had briefly sobered a little from the earlier stimulation, was also provoked by the dense aura of death. As the wind blew, her head grew even heavier, and with the alcohol surging up, she could not hold it back and vomited.

"What the fuck..."

They were too close, and Zhu Huang was also dealing with the Heaven Dou Empire army. With one careless moment, the woman vomited onto his clothes, making the veins on his forehead throb.

Not only were Zhu Huang's clothes dirtied, the woman had also vomited onto her own front. A foul smell assaulted his nose.

Zhu Huang's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He had originally wanted to throw this woman away, but when he thought that she had killed so many people of the Heaven Dou Empire together with him, if she fell into the hands of the Heaven Dou Empire, she would probably have only one path left: death.

Counting it up, she had been implicated by him this time. She would probably end up on the Heaven Dou Empire's blacklist, so it would not be right for him to abandon her.

Zhu Huang's expression shifted between dark and uncertain as he looked coldly at the woman still dry-heaving. Moonlight spilled across her face, and through that disheveled black hair, a flawless, delicate, beautiful face could faintly be seen, so tender it seemed it could be broken by a breath. Only her eyebrows were slightly thick, giving her a trace of heroic spirit even while drunk.

This face was truly not bad. It actually seemed no inferior to Tao Yaoyao's.

"Forget it. If I'm going to be a good person, I might as well see it through. It's the middle of the night, after all. I can't just leave her here."

Zhu Huang's heart softened again. With a chop of his hand, he knocked the woman unconscious, slung her over his shoulder, and vanished in a flash.

More than ten minutes later, another team of city guards who had received the message finally hurried over. Seeing the soldiers collapsed all over the ground, their faces changed wildly.

After quickly inspecting the scene, the general listened to his subordinate's report with an ashen face.

"G-General... dead. They're all dead."

The deputy general's teeth chattered, his expression filled with indescribable terror. "There were no signs of fighting at the scene. Everyone seemed to have been killed at the exact same moment. Two Soul Emperors, including General Wu, and four Soul Kings showed no signs of resistance at all. They were all killed in an instant, without the slightest ability to fight back."

The general's face turned ashen, with a trace of barely perceptible panic. "Five thousand battle-hardened elite soldiers, each worth ten ordinary men—that's equivalent to fifty thousand regular troops. And there were General Wu and Guard Wang, two Soul Emperor powerhouses. Even a Soul Douluo would have had trouble defeating them, yet they were killed in an instant, unable to resist at all. That person's strength..."

An extremely ominous guess rose in his heart. If it was true, then Prince Xue Xing had not only kicked an iron plate this time—he might even become a criminal of the empire.

"You stay here and handle the aftermath. I'm going to the palace at once to report the situation here to His Majesty."

The military officer gave the deputy general his orders, then took several personal guards and sprinted toward the imperial palace.