Douluo Continent: The Evil-Eyed Dragon God, Many Women, Many Blessings

Chapter 379 Cute little Yuhao needs help!
The figure hurriedly said, "Elder Yao is right. If we don't nip this kid in the bud as soon as possible, he will definitely be a major threat to both the Holy Church and our Sun Moon Empire in the future!"

The old apothecary stared at him with a sinister gaze, then suddenly turned around: "You did the right thing by killing Huo Yuhao in advance. Considering that we used to have some relationship, I will spare your life."

Upon hearing this, the figure seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. Dealing with these lunatics from the Holy Spirit Cult was bound to make him nervous.

"But the matter of my disciple cannot be settled so easily. You must also bear some responsibility for his death!" The old doctor's voice paused, then suddenly turned fierce.

The figure froze, and its pupils suddenly contracted.

In the darkness, a deep roar suddenly came. The figure looked up and saw a huge black tiger suddenly leap out from somewhere. Layers of gray light suddenly condensed into a ball the size of a human head in front of it, and it shot towards it like a will-o'-the-wisp!

"Boom!"

A violent explosion erupted instantly, and the entire branch was completely wiped out, leaving not even ruins behind!

In mid-air, only a hoarse mocking voice remained: "Hmph, you Soul Masters are born cowards. Apart from being good at self-preservation, you are utterly useless!"

As the smoke and dust settled, visibility gradually improved.

Without the tall vegetation in the yard to block the view, the figure was finally exposed to the moonlight.

He was a middle-aged man, who looked to be in his fifties. He was tall and had dark skin.

At this moment, his luxurious clothes had been reduced to tattered rags, his body was soaked with blood, his lips were deathly pale, and his hair looked as if it had been electrocuted, even more disheveled than Elder Xuan's hairstyle. A faint smell of burning emanated from his body.

"Cough cough!"

The middle-aged man coughed painfully a few times, his eyes still filled with deep fear: "Old mad dog! Luckily, I brought several high-level trigger-type defensive soul tools with me before I came here tonight, otherwise, I might really have been doomed here!"

The middle-aged man struggled to his feet, looking in the direction where the old man had left, his eyes flashing coldly: "That old dog suddenly disappeared for more than half a year, just for that black tiger? It seems that he hasn't contacted the sect in the past six months. Otherwise, given Huo Yuhao's performance in the last competition, how could he not have heard of him?"

"Fine, now that that old dog is gone, he shouldn't bother my son anymore. Shrek Academy, Holy Spirit Cult, you two can go ahead and fight like dogs!"

As the words faded, the empty courtyard was deserted. Meanwhile, chaos was brewing not far away, the orderly, rapid steps of the city guards drawing ever closer.
The next day at noon, Huo Yuhao, unusually, did not go to Mingde Hall. Instead, he was dragged by Miss Meng to enjoy high-class dishes in the cafeteria. Besides her, there were also Ning Tian, ​​He Caitou, Ju Zi, and others.

Meng Hongchen watched with satisfaction as Huo Yuhao drank a bowl of Demon Soul Great White Shark Fin Soup, and asked, "Yuhao, how does this shark fin soup taste?"

Huo Yuhao nodded with a smile: "The shark fin of the Demon Soul Great White Shark must taste great."

Meng Hongchen's eyes narrowed even more sweetly.

Completely oblivious to the unusual atmosphere in their conversation, He Caitou said in a deep voice, "I heard something happened in Mingdu last night?"

Orange patted her full stomach and continued, "That's right. It seems that a family on Perfume Street in the East District was illegally manufacturing fixed-position soul-guided cannon shells, and it exploded unexpectedly. Tsk tsk, they really didn't know what they were doing. I heard the whole courtyard was blown up."

Huo Yuhao's eyes narrowed: "Perfume Street?" Ke Ke said nonchalantly: "That's right, it's Perfume Street. It's probably a private workshop that does smuggling in secret."

Huo Yuhao remembered that Nana had mentioned to him that the Holy Spirit Cult's branch headquarters in Mingdu seemed to be located on Perfume Street.

The Holy Spirit Cult branch has been destroyed by Nana. Could the commotion last night mean that the so-called Medicine Master has returned?

A cold glint flashed in Huo Yuhao's eyes: Hmph, he really did leave some kind of remote early warning method on the Holy Spirit Flag or the Great Holy Spirit. It seems I need to make a good plan.

According to Nana, that old medicine master was at least a Soul Saint, and there was even a high probability that he was a Soul Douluo.

His greatest skill lies in combining poison with his martial soul to control soul beasts in battle. He can also absorb the soul power of soul beasts through some evil secret method to aid his own cultivation, somewhat like a beast tamer.

If that's the case, then this old alchemist must be very skilled in group battles, and his individual combat ability might not be very strong. Is that why he crafted the Holy Spirit Banner to compensate for his own lack of fighting power?

Huo Yuhao's eyes flashed as he quickly integrated the information he had obtained from Nana and roughly analyzed the possible intelligence about the old apothecary to facilitate his subsequent planning.

After finishing his meal, Huo Yuhao returned to Mingde Hall and spent extra money to apply for a private soul tool testing ground.

This is an exclusive privilege for disciples of Mingde Hall. Mingde Hall's private soul tool testing ground was built at great expense and is specifically used for experiments on various high-powered soul tools.

Apart from the fixed soul tools, the private laboratory is well-equipped to withstand any offensive soul tools of level eight or below.

As for level nine offensive soul tools, they are strategic-level super weapons with immense power. Therefore, they are subject to strict regulations and are not allowed to be tested within Mingdu.

After closing the alloy door, Huo Yuhao glanced around and nodded in satisfaction.

The Mingde Hall's private soul tool testing ground covers an area of ​​200 meters in both length and width, and is equipped with an eighth-level soul tool shield to protect soul tool masters when they test soul tools.

In the middle is a huge alloy wall that can adjust its position and height, and it is also used to protect the Soul Masters.

On the opposite side of the alloy wall was a huge piece of specially made metal. This piece of metal was like a small mountain, fifty meters long, three meters wide, and ten meters high. Its surface was completely black. This was the main body used to withstand the attacks of large soul tools, which the soul masters of Mingde Hall jokingly called "the weight".

By using the soul tool to attack the "weight", the data recording soul tool built into the private soul tool testing ground can completely record a series of data such as the piercing force, explosive force, and attack range of the soul tool attack, and compare them with the soul masters or soul beasts of various levels, and then give a relatively accurate conclusion.

This will help Soul Masters save a lot of time, allowing them to quickly understand the approximate attack level of the Soul Guidance Device they have created, so that they can make further improvements.

The Reality Vision was fully activated, covering every inch of the test site. Only after confirming that there was no surveillance did Huo Yuhao retrieve it.

With a calm mind, Huo Yuhao entered his own mental space.

"Everyone, meeting time! Your adorable little Yuhao needs help!"

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