Ye Beixuan's Death and Huo Yuhao's Looting Plan!

Dai Huabin turned and glanced at Huo Yuhao, who stood behind a corridor pillar with only his eyes showing.

His mother had told him to use this visit home to get rid of that wretched woman and her bastard.

But Ye Beixuan's words had just exposed Huo Yuhao's parentage in front of everyone.

With so many eyes watching, the news was bound to spread, even if he ordered everyone to keep quiet.

If he went after the mother and son now, word would almost certainly reach his father, Dai Hao.

And then he would face severe punishment!

A cold glint flashed through Dai Huabin's icy, double-pupiled eyes.

"Hmph!"

With a snort, he strode away, taking his eight guards with him.

Only when the sound of hooves had faded did Huo Yuhao emerge from behind the pillar.

He hurried to Ye Beixuan's body and checked for breath.

Nothing. Ye Beixuan was dead as a doornail.

But before he looted the body, he had to put on a convincing show!

Huo Yuhao circulated his Soul Power and gave his tear ducts a hard nudge.

The next instant, tears spilled down his cheeks.

"Brother Ye..."

Huo Yuhao threw himself onto Ye Beixuan's lifeless body, which was even giving off a faint smell of roasted meat, and burst into sobs.

His heart-wrenching cries were enough to make anyone who heard them weep.

Several kindhearted servants and maids came over to pull him away, but no matter how they tried, he would not budge.

"You died such a terrible death, Brother Ye..."

"Open your eyes and look at me, Brother Ye..."

At last, his mother, Huo Yun'er, approached with tears in her eyes. She gently embraced her son and said through a sob,

"Yuhao, I know you're hurting, but... you have to let your Brother Ye be laid to rest."

Huo Yuhao wiped his tears, looked up, and declared with absolute resolve,

"Mom, he was my closest friend, my brother!"

"I want to bury Brother Ye myself!"

Huo Yun'er could hardly bear it.

"Yuhao, let me go with you..."

"No!"

Huo Yuhao shook his head, and fresh tears welled up at just the right moment.

"Mom, Brother Ye said before he died that he wanted us to become sworn brothers."

"I'm a man now. I want to bury my brother with my own hands!"

The servants and maids around them were all moved.

What a good child!

So young, yet so devoted to those he cared about!

Huo Yun'er could not change his mind. With a soft sigh, she watched Huo Yuhao carry Ye Beixuan out of the White Tiger Duke's Estate.

Huo Yuhao walked all the way to a deserted stretch of wilderness outside Star Luo City. Only when he was certain no one was around did he stop.

He dumped Ye Beixuan's body on the ground.

Then he tore open the clothes, already riddled with burn holes, and began searching.

But even after going over Ye Beixuan from head to toe, inside and out, Huo Yuhao found nothing.

"Could he have never written down his techniques...?"

Huo Yuhao frowned and scanned the charred body inch by inch.

At last, his gaze fell on the blackened right foot.

There, on Ye Beixuan's charred big toe, was a soot-black ring!

The guy had hidden his storage Soul Tool on his toe!

If Huo Yuhao had been any less patient, who would have thought to look there for everything Ye Beixuan owned?

Huo Yuhao was about to remove the storage ring when a hoarse voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Yuhao... water..."

Huo Yuhao's hand froze.

Slowly, he turned his head.

Ye Beixuan, who should have been blown to death, had somehow opened his eyes!

What the hell?

Even a Fixed-Install Soul Tool Shell couldn't kill him?!

Did he actually have an infinite-resurrection cheat?!

Huo Yuhao's heart skipped a beat.

Still, he kept his composure.

His expression changed in an instant, lighting up with wild joy.

"Brother Ye! You're alive! That's wonderful!"

Ye Beixuan gave a bitter smile, his charred face twisting into an expression uglier than a grimace.

"Luckily... luckily for me, I practice the Divine Illumination Scripture. It kept me clinging to my last breath when it counted."

"But my organs have been knocked out of place. I'll need a long time to recover."

"Once I'm healed, I'll kill that little bastard Dai Huabin with my own hands and make him pay for today's humiliation!"

The Divine Illumination Scripture?

Huo Yuhao's eyes flickered.

The Divine Illumination Scripture in Jin Yong's novels really could bring someone back from the brink of death.

Ye Beixuan had suffered severe burns all over, and the shock wave from the Fixed-Install Soul Tool Shell had devastated his internal organs.

But his heart meridian remained intact, so he had managed to hang on.

Even so... the Divine Illumination Scripture could not heal every injury.

For instance...

Then Huo Yuhao said with concern,

"Hang in there, Brother Ye. I'll get you some water right now!"

He rose and made as if to head toward a nearby stream.

But the next instant, his face changed. He pointed behind Ye Beixuan and shouted in terror,

"Oh no! Brother Ye, Dai Huabin's coming after us with his men!"

"What?!"

Ye Beixuan jolted and turned his head without thinking.

There was nothing behind him.

Then his view suddenly shifted.

The world seemed to spin.

And he saw his own body sitting there, without a head.

Crimson blood sprayed three feet into the air from the severed neck.

Behind the body stood Huo Yuhao, a sharp dagger in hand, watching him with a cold expression.

A silvery blade of light slowly faded from its tip.

A lifelike white tiger was carved into the hilt.

The strike had been swift and precise. Fed by Soul Power, the blade flashed and severed Ye Beixuan's neck in one stroke.

Clean and decisive, without a moment's hesitation.

"The White Tiger Dagger..."

Ye Beixuan's head rolled across the ground, yet his lips were still moving. Disbelief filled his eyes.

"Huo Yuhao, why did you..."

Huo Yuhao smiled faintly and crouched down, careful not to come too close.

"Imperial jade liquor."

Ye Beixuan's pupils contracted. Almost by reflex, he supplied the next line.

"One hundred and eighty a glass..."

"So you're one too..."

Understanding flashed through his eyes.

Before he lost consciousness, his life flashed before his eyes.

In his previous life, he had been nothing more than an ordinary, overweight shut-in.

His favorite pastime had been daydreaming about female characters in novels and anime.

And of all the stories he followed, the Douluo Continent series had been his favorite.

Then one quiet night, he had been watching anime while pleasuring himself.

His vision had gone black, and he had died at his computer desk.

When he opened his eyes again, he had crossed into Douluo Continent and gained two cheats: the Divine Illumination Scripture and the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms.

Ye Beixuan had thought that, with his cheats and his knowledge of the plot,

he could rise to the pinnacle of the soul master world and gather every beauty on Douluo Continent into his harem.

Never had he imagined that "Little Huo," the girl he dreamed about, was a transmigrator too.

And just like that, his journey through this world had come to an abrupt end.

"Goodbye, Huo Yun'er... Wang Dong'er... Wang Qiu'er..."

"And Xiao Xiao, Jiang Nannan, the Ice Empress, the Snow Empress, Ju Zi, Ke Ke, Xu Jiujiu, Wei Na, Nan Qiuqiu, Nan Shuishui..."

"If I get another life..."

"I'll still read harem novels..."