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His brows were relaxed, and the tattoo of a vertical eye on his forehead gleamed beneath the sunlight. Yet what was most distinctive was his bearing. Every movement carried a faintly ethereal air, as though he stood apart from the mortal world.

That mysterious aura also carried a trace of danger.

Huo Yuhao had originally been considering where to go next.

Since he had not sensed any particularly powerful or dangerous presences here, he had not paid much attention. He never expected someone to take the initiative to speak to him.

His gaze fell upon a sweet and delicate face. The young girl wore a white silk dress, her short hair neat and crisp, with two shallow dimples on her cheeks. She looked like an angel who had fallen into the mortal world.

"Urgh—"

It should have been an exceedingly approachable image, yet Huo Yuhao could not stop himself from retching.

His expression turned extremely ugly. His fists clenched as he immediately turned away, struggling to restrain himself from cutting her down in the street.

"What do you mean by that?!" Ning Rongrong had been about to exchange a few more pleasantries when she saw him retch.

Her face immediately shifted between green and red. What was this? Did the sight of her make him sick?!

But thinking of the treasure on him, she held herself back.

Ning Rongrong's expression twisted slightly, but she ultimately maintained her gentle, polite, intelligent, and kind image. She stepped forward twice and made a gesture as if to support him, asking with concern, "How are you? Do you want to sit down and rest first?"

Huo Yuhao lowered his head, doing his best to calm his emotions.

The fingers gripping the edge of the counter even pressed straight into its surface, leaving a distinct handprint behind.

Fortunately, the attendant had already packaged the items he needed. Huo Yuhao tossed a handful of gold soul coins onto the counter, grabbed his things, and walked out, not saying a single word to Ning Rongrong.

Huo Yuhao wanted to avoid her, but Ning Rongrong would not let it go and chased after him.

"How can you be like this?" Ning Rongrong shouted.

"Get lost!" Huo Yuhao growled as he strode forward. He could sense that, from the moment Ning Rongrong began speaking to him, several gazes had fallen upon him.

The strongest of them came from above, and it had only appeared just now. Judging by its aura, the other party was definitely a Soul Sage-level powerhouse.

"You actually dare tell me to get lost! Do you know who I am?! Do you believe I can take your life?!" Ning Rongrong's skin was snow-white, but her cheeks had flushed red with rage.

"Whether you can take my life, I don't know. But I know that I can take yours right now." As Huo Yuhao spoke, his Spirit Eyes opened. The Slaughter God Domain condensed into a beam and directly enveloped Ning Rongrong. He struck at her with Heavenly Dominion.

His fist stopped a centimeter before her face, yet Ning Rongrong felt as if someone had viciously clenched her heart. Her soul seemed frozen. Though it lasted only an instant, she could feel that he was telling the truth. He really would kill her!

He no longer paid any attention to Ning Rongrong, who had collapsed onto the ground. He was afraid that if he stayed with her for even one more second, he would lose control and slaughter her outright.

If Tang San was truly a petty villain, then Ning Rongrong was a pure villain.

With no conflict of interest whatsoever, merely for amusement, she had helped Tang San torture and kill him in Cosmic Love Inquiry Valley, causing the final imprint of his teacher to vanish into ash.

She could clearly have allowed Ning Tian to obtain the Nine-Treasure Glazed Pagoda and break the shackles that had bound the Nine-Treasure Glazed Sect for ten thousand years, yet she had let Tang San turn Ning Tian into a man and freely toy with a mortal's fate.

She took pleasure in it.

The gaze from above followed him like a shadow. A seven-ring Soul Sage was not someone he had no ability to fight.

But this was a bustling district, and he had too many concerns. He could only lure the man somewhere secluded.

At last, after Huo Yuhao turned into an alley, Flander descended from the sky.

When Huo Yuhao turned around and saw the newcomer, his first reaction was that the man looked familiar. He simply could not recall where he had seen him before.

"Senior has followed me all the way. Is there something you want?" Huo Yuhao stood with his hands behind his back, while the Ghost Sculpture behind him was already poised to strike.

"Your combat awareness is decent, but your talent is far too poor. You're a little too ignorant of your own limits."

"Kid, do you know who it was you yelled at today?" Flander asked with his arms folded, raising a brow.

"Senior wants to stand up for her?" Huo Yuhao lowered his gaze, tightening his grip on the Ghost Sculpture.

"Not really. You kid have actually done me quite a favor."

"For the sake of that belt of yours, I chased away those tails. That means we're even."

"Then thank you, Senior." Huo Yuhao nodded slightly in thanks.

"One final reminder: no matter what grudge lies between you, don't ever appear before her again. Her influence is beyond anything you can imagine." As Flander looked at the belt around the youth's waist, he thought that fate truly was wondrous. This kid had actually obtained the exact same belt they had possessed back then.

After saying that, he spread his wings and flew back into the sky.

Staring at those wings, Huo Yuhao finally remembered who the man was: Shrek's first dean, the spearhead of the Golden Iron Triangle, the Four-Eyed Cat Owl—Flander.

For a moment, Huo Yuhao felt as if he had stepped into history. But then he curled his lips in a smile. Hadn't he already entered history?

After running into several familiar faces in succession, Huo Yuhao no longer had any desire to remain in Soto City. He prepared to leave Soto City as quickly as possible.

Elsewhere, Ning Rongrong had truly been frightened by Huo Yuhao at the time, but she quickly came to her senses. He had not dared to truly strike her, yet she had actually been frightened by a rookie who did not even have one ring.

"A worthless Soul Master in his teens who doesn't even have one ring actually dared speak to me like that." An overwhelming sense of humiliation surged through her. In all her life, no one had ever made her avoid them.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

"If this were the sect, I'd definitely have Grandpa Sword and Grandpa Bone skin you alive and pull out your tendons."

Ning Rongrong swore that if she ever saw this person again, she would definitely have her Grandpa Sword and Grandpa Bone properly vent her anger for her.

With that in mind, she went on another extravagant spending spree in the city, playing until nightfall before returning to Shrek.

Just as she was about to throw a young lady's tantrum, Dean Flander, armed with imperial authority, gave her a harsh scolding.

She was completely cowed.

The hatred in her heart toward Huo Yuhao could not help but deepen by several degrees.

What Huo Yuhao did not know was that the information from his brief exchange with Ning Rongrong was soon sent by swift horse to Heaven Dou City...

Huo Yuhao bought a few more things, then found a merchant caravan heading for Heaven Dou City at the city gates and directly traveled north with them.

The caravan was enormous, a group of several hundred people. There were over a hundred Soul Masters alone.

There were quite a few mid- and high-level Soul Masters among them, and even three Soul Emperor-level powerhouses.

Only a group like this dared to casually take passengers back and forth.

They neither feared outsiders nor worried that those beneath them would cause trouble.

Naturally, their price was not low either. For a journey of roughly ten days, they charged Huo Yuhao five gold soul coins.