How to Kill Ye Beixuan? Huo Yuhao's Plan!

"Remember this, Yuhao!"

Ye Beixuan narrowed his eyes and spoke to Huo Yuhao one word at a time.

"When you reach level ten, Brother Ye will take you to Star Dou Forest to hunt for your first soul ring!"

Huo Yuhao nodded eagerly, looking every bit the innocent, obedient child. He even let a hint of longing show in his eyes.

But he could guess what Ye Beixuan was plotting with his eyes closed.

He might not have started out with a cheat, but being the "Child of the Plane" was the biggest cheat of all.

The title drew opportunities to him, but it also painted a target on his back.

In Peerless Tang Sect fanfiction, stealing Huo Yuhao's cheats ranked first on every transmigrator's wish list. It was such an overused opening that it had become a cliché.

In eight out of ten fanfics, the protagonist camped in Star Dou Forest from the start, waiting for Brother Sky Dream to come along.

As for Ye Beixuan's promise to "take you to hunt for your first soul ring"...

Hunting a soul ring was just an excuse. His real goal was to swoop in and steal the two top-tier cheats: Sky Dream Ice Silkworm and Electrolux!

As the saying went, when fellow countrymen met, someone got shot in the back.

Huo Yuhao was now working out how to shake Ye Beixuan and make a clean getaway.

As it happened, he had overheard something while washing dishes in the kitchen yesterday.

The drunken old steward had been chatting with the cook. The White Tiger Duke's Estate's second young master, Dai Huabin, was about to return.

To anyone else, it might have sounded like idle gossip.

To Huo Yuhao, it was a thunderclap.

He knew Dai Huabin's return marked a crucial plot point in the original story.

Huo Yuhao would bump into Dai Huabin on his return and be beaten by his guards.

To protect her son, his mother, Huo Yun'er, would shield him with her own body. The vicious guards would beat her severely.

Already worn down by years of hardship, Huo Yun'er would take to her bed afterward and eventually die.

Dai Huabin was, in effect, the man responsible for Huo Yuhao's mother's death.

Yet, ironically, the overpowered Huo Yuhao who never stopped talking about "avenging Mother" spent half the book promising revenge, only to choose forgiveness under the all-encompassing radiance of Buddha Tang.

He even helped Dai Hao, the heartless biological father who had never raised him, ascend to the Divine Realm and enjoy eternal life.

Worst of all, he lost his last shred of dignity: in the Divine Realm, the "Huo" in Huo Yuhao became "Dai."

No loyalty, no filial devotion, no compassion, no honor. What a sickening set of values!

A man born beneath heaven and earth could not spend his life bowing to others!

Now that he had transmigrated into Huo Yuhao, he would never let that fate repeat itself!

Still, the coming confrontation was not necessarily a bad thing.

Huo Yuhao narrowed his eyes and began plotting carefully.

The "accident" in the original story might become a move he could put to use.

Early the next morning.

The sky had barely begun to brighten when hoofbeats outside the White Tiger Duke's Estate woke Huo Yuhao.

They're here!

Huo Yuhao snapped fully awake and sprang out of bed.

"Mom, I'll help you hang the laundry."

He picked up the large wooden basin of clean clothes beside the wall and hurried out of the courtyard.

Huo Yun'er, who was doing laundry in the courtyard, paused and watched him go with a pleased smile.

"My Yuhao really is growing up. He's getting more thoughtful by the day."

At that moment, her "thoughtful" son was carrying the basin with its rim deliberately blocking part of his view.

He staggered forward, swaying from side to side.

He could not help that part. The solid-wood basin was heavy, and it was piled high with wet clothes.

With Huo Yuhao's frail body, lifting it was hard enough, let alone walking with it.

But that was exactly the effect he wanted.

Huo Yuhao pricked up his ears and listened closely to the footsteps ahead.

A moment later, several pairs of black leather boots appeared at the bottom of his field of vision.

Now!

"Oh!" Huo Yuhao cried as he let his footing slip at just the right moment.

Boy and basin toppled toward the boots.

The next instant, Huo Yuhao slammed into a suit of cold metal armor with a clang.

The rivets dug painfully into him. He went with the impact and crashed to the ground, wooden basin and all.

The freshly washed clothes scattered everywhere. Several pieces fell into the dirt beside the path.

"Bastard! Are you blind?"

"Can't you see the young master's back? Get the hell out of the way!"

An arrogant voice rang out.

Eight guards of the White Tiger Duke's Estate stood along the sides of the path, clad in heavy silver armor.

The one Huo Yuhao had deliberately run into was among them.

Walking down the center, surrounded by guards, was a boy in a fine white robe embroidered with python patterns.

He had blond hair and strikingly handsome features.

Most eye-catching were his eyes. Each held twin pupils, eerie yet imposing.

They were the clearest mark of the Dai family's inherited Evil-Eyed White Tiger Martial Soul.

The blond boy carried himself with an air of lofty nobility.

His gaze was cold. He did not even glance at Huo Yuhao lying beside the path.

It was as though the person he had knocked down were nothing but a pile of rubbish in his way.

This was Huo Yuhao's dear half-brother, the Dai family's second young master, Dai Huabin!

Just then, Dai Huabin stepped on a wet piece of clothing that had landed in the dirt.

"Hmm?"

Dai Huabin stopped and looked coldly at Huo Yuhao, who was still sprawled on the ground.

"Beat him."

Dai Huabin's voice was flat.

The eight guards lunged together, their fists and feet raining down on Huo Yuhao.

Huo Yuhao was ready. He snatched up the wooden basin and held it tight over his body.

He curled into a ball, leaving only his backside exposed.

The eight guards punched and kicked at the basin. It looked brutal.

In truth, the solid-wood basin took almost all the blows.

The occasional kick to Huo Yuhao's backside was more humiliating than harmful. It barely hurt him.

Huo Yun'er heard the commotion from the courtyard, and her face went deathly pale.

She dropped the clothes she had been washing and rushed out. At a glance, she saw her son surrounded and beaten by the guards.

"Stop! Please, stop!"

Huo Yun'er cried out and threw herself over Huo Yuhao, shielding him with her body as she begged the guards.

"Please don't hit him anymore! He's only a child!"

Curled beneath the basin, Huo Yuhao heard the tears in his mother's voice and silently counted down.

Three...

Two...

One...

The next instant, a familiar voice rang out nearby, flamboyant and dripping with self-importance.

"Unhand that wo—Mom!"