The Three Sleazy Miscreants

The group soon returned to Suotuo City. Wanting to settle down and properly study alchemy, Luo Yihe told Xiao Chenghe and Zhu Zhuqing to go have some fun at the spirit arena or cultivate on their own. However, they had to return to the hotel every day and report that they were safe in the group chat every two hours. He needed to enter seclusion for a while.

Xiao Chenghe and Zhu Zhuqing both nodded, indicating that there was no problem. Every night, the two of them went to the spirit arena for one-on-one matches or fought on the life-and-death stage.

Luo Yihe devoted himself to comprehending alchemy, while Xiao Chenghe and Zhu Zhuqing had a blast at the spirit arena. They maintained perfect winning records, and both won with remarkable ease.

For a time, Xiao Chenghe's nickname, Rune Battle Bear, and Zhu Zhuqing's nickname, Netherworld Spirit Cat, resounded throughout Suotuo City.

Quite a few powerful families came to recruit them, but both were refused.

On the eighth day of their adventures in the spirit arena, Xiao Chenghe and Zhu Zhuqing ran into the Shrek group. They were even more astonished when they saw Tang San.

They had all thought Tang San was dead. They had never expected him to still be alive and well. More than that, after losing the Eight Spider Lances, Tang San's presence was actually several degrees stronger than before.

After later observing Tang San's battles, they were even more shocked. He seemed like a completely different person. His combat experience, as well as his use of spirit skills and spirit rings, could not be compared with how he had been days ago. It was simply unbelievable.

That night, Xiao Chenghe told Luo Yihe everything about Tang San. Luo Yihe merely replied, "Maybe he just got lucky. You don't need to care. We were never on the same path to begin with. If he provokes us, then if we could kill him once, we can kill him a second time."

Though Luo Yihe said that, only he himself knew that this Tang San no longer seemed to be the same Tang San. Luo Yihe guessed that, like Huo Yuhao, he might have traveled through time from the future or from a different timeline. However, Luo Yihe was not worried.

In his eyes, Tang San was actually pretty trash. As a Titled Douluo, he could not defeat Bibi Dong. After becoming a god, he still could not defeat Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue when they joined forces. He could not even win one against two and needed a stronger god to step in and save his life.

After becoming a dual God King and obtaining several super divine artifacts, he had only managed to defeat the God King of Destruction after first tricking the other party into wasting a major move. Ning Rongrong and Oscar had even supported Tang San, and the God King of Destruction was said to possess no super divine artifacts.

He truly could not understand how Tang San, a player who only knew how to fight low-level matches and bully rookies, had treated Douluo Continent as his own backyard and the Divine Realm as his private property.

His strength was lacking, and his brain was about as big as a sunflower seed. Thinking of this, Luo Yihe once again began to look down on everyone in Douluo Continent.

There's no difficulty in this life at all! So what if Tang San came back after being reborn? Isn't he still clinging to that Mysterious Heaven Technique of his? Has the difficulty gone up? I don't feel it! I don't feel it at all.

Luo Yihe shook his head and stopped thinking about other things. First, he needed to properly study Complete Alchemy Techniques.

The following night, Luo Yihe still could not resist his curiosity. After sending Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Chenghe a message, he ran off to Suotuo Great Spirit Arena to watch the excitement.

When he saw that Tang San was still using the same old Mysterious Heaven Technique routine, Luo Yihe finally set his mind at ease. After all, what he had thought about yesterday had only happened in storybooks. It was not necessarily real.

At this point, Luo Yihe began to look down equally on everyone in the Douluo universe.

Every last one of them could be suppressed and schemed against by such trash until they died and vanished, while even their family fortunes were completely devoured.

Did people like that have the face to make Luo Yihe look at them head-on?

As Luo Yihe thought all sorts of nonsense, he suddenly wondered why he felt so superior.

Well, since he was already superior, then he, the great philanthropist Luo, would reluctantly rule the entire Douluo universe in the future.

When the time came, he—ah, no, he should be called the Human Emperor. When the time came, he would forge the Human Emperor Sword, carve the Human Emperor Seal, write the River Diagram and Luo Writing, and create the Nine Provinces Cauldrons.

The entire Douluo universe would flourish in the hands of Human Emperor Luo. Then he would make them all study. For them to be this stupid and still live so long, it was only because the average IQ in this universe was so low.

"Ah! Help!"

A sudden scream pulled Luo Yihe back from his fantasies.

Fuck, I really am the protagonist. Look, isn't the hero-saving-the-beauty scene here? I don't even need to write the next part—the girl will definitely offer herself to me.

"Hehehe, this little girl E Kao is quite something."

"Of course. I've had my eye on her for almost a week."

The alley was dimly lit. Bu Le swayed his body in a carefree manner as he blocked the girl's path, an oily, lecherous grin hanging from the corners of his mouth.

At the side, the gaunt Tianya toyed with his kitchen knife martial soul as he paced back and forth, blocking the escape route. The short, fat E Kao blocked the other side with a malicious expression, trapping the girl firmly in the corner.

Bu Le slowly took a step forward, his tone flippant and sleazy. "Little girl, don't be afraid. Play with your big brothers for a while, and I promise you won't lose out~"

The girl backed away in terror, her face pale and her entire body tense. As the three men closed in step by step, they were about to reach out and grab her.

Luo Yihe made his dazzling entrance. The king descended from the heavens, putting every ounce of strength into it as he viciously smashed a brick into Bu Le's face.

Bu Le cried out in pain, his teeth scattering all over the ground.

Luo Yihe showed no mercy. He used consecutive teleports, constantly aiming his brick at their heads, and every blow carried his full strength.

Before long, the three men were clutching their heads and wailing on the ground. They were merely three Spirit Ancestors, unable to endure even a second blow.

Luo Yihe first hung them from a streetlamp, then teleported in front of this incredibly curvy young woman.

"Beautiful, your hero has come riding on seven-colored clouds to save you!"

Luo Yihe snapped his fingers, and a rose appeared in his hand. He offered it to the beautiful young woman.

"Th-thank you."

The girl's face instantly flushed red. The transition from fright to shock took only a moment.

Three Spirit Ancestors had actually been knocked down by a few bricks from the boy before her.

She felt as though she was about to be charmed senseless by how handsome he was.

"Beautiful, what's your name? Do you have a boyfriend?"

As Luo Yihe spoke, he helped the girl untie the ropes.

The beauty replied shyly, "I don't have a boyfriend."

Luo Yihe's smile grew even brighter.

"But I do have a fiancé!"

"Damn it, what kind of material is this rope made of? I can't untie it at all. Figure it out yourself!"

Luo Yihe flung his hand away and no longer wanted to pay attention to her.

"I don't like that fiancé."

"I think people should rise to the challenge. This rope still deserves another try!"

"But my family won't agree to let me break off the engagement."

"Damn it, no need to try. Even a Titled Douluo couldn't untie your rope."

"But I didn't want to listen to my family, so I ran away from the marriage."