Peerless: After traveling through time, who would still want to be Tang San's son-in-law?

Chapter 280 High-end ingredients often...

"Enough with the nonsense. I will personally collect Qiu'er's debts. Now, let's start by collecting some interest."

As he spoke, Huo Yuhao waved his left hand, and a faint icy blue light flickered on his left arm, resonating with the extreme ice remaining on the blue figure.

冰爆
"stop!"

Suddenly a shout rang out, and upon hearing the familiar voice, Huo Yuhao abruptly turned his head to look in the direction from which the sound came.

It's her... Wang Dong.

Wang Dong piloted his flying soul tool at breakneck speed, rushing between Huo Yuhao and the blue figure, glaring angrily at Huo Yuhao.

"Huo Yuhao, what are you doing!"

Huo Yuhao frowned slightly and shouted, "Get out of the way!"

Wang Dong stubbornly shook his head: "No."

Huo Yuhao looked at Wang Dong with a puzzled expression: "I should have told you about... all the filthy things he did to you, right? Even if we ignore his scheming that has nothing to do with you, the fact that he arbitrarily cut off your soul, are you still going to stand up for him?"

"All I know is that he is my father, and I will handle my own conflicts with him, but I cannot stand by and watch him be killed by you..."

Huo Yuhao frowned slightly, and his divine power instantly suppressed Wang Dong, forcing Wang Dong to kneel on the ground. He could only barely keep from falling by supporting himself with his hands.

"Foolish, still can't see the situation at this point—"

Huo Yuhao cursed in a low voice, "How could a dignified God King have such little strength? From beginning to end, he was just a split soul and an incarnation in the lower realm. Even if he dies, it will not affect his main body in the God Realm. Are you rushing over here to die?"

After saying that, Huo Yuhao glared fiercely at Tang San, who was frozen on the ground: "Heh, how afraid are you of losing control of Douluo Continent? The Sea God's followers are all dead. If you lose this clone, you will be completely unable to control what happens on Douluo Continent. That's why you sent Wang Dong, who was originally imprisoned in the Clear Sky Sect, to try to protect this clone?"

"Ha, even at a time like this you still remember to use your daughter, you really are..."

Huo Yuhao was momentarily at a loss for words to describe Tang San.

"Even so, are you still going to stop me, Wang Dong?"

Upon hearing this, a look of confusion flashed across Wang Dong's face, and he murmured, "After all, my surname is Tang, and I am her daughter."

Huo Yuhao glanced at Wang Dong, then at the half-dead blue figure lying on the ground.

"Hopeless."

Wang Dong's mental state is clearly not right. It's obvious that someone's condition has deteriorated to the point that even their influence on Wang Dong is becoming unstable. Furthermore, does what Wang Dong said sound like something a daughter would say from her perspective?

The next moment, Huo Yuhao raised his hand, grabbed Wang Dong by the neck, and lifted him up.

At this point, regardless of whether Wang Dong... no, regardless of whether Tang Wutong was sincere or being manipulated by Tang San, if Wang Dong stood in front of Huo Yuhao at this time, Huo Yuhao would not hesitate to attack him.

but……

Huo Yuhao lowered his eyes slightly, still unable to bring himself to kill. Although Wang Dong stood on the opposite side of Huo Yuhao, he had never laid a hand on him. Looking at this face that was more familiar than his own, Huo Yuhao finally softened.

After thoroughly scanning Tang Wutong's entire body with his divine soul and confirming that she had not left any hidden tricks, he casually summoned the Gate of the Dead and threw Tang Wutong directly into it.

So be it, imprisoned in the undead demiplane as a canary... going from one cage to another is better than dying young.

"do not want!"

In the last instant before Tang Wutong's vision was swallowed by darkness, she saw a shattered patch of icy blue blood mist...

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"Hey, Tianmeng, aren't you going to wake Huo Yuhao up? Huo Yuhao's spiritual power is draining too much right now. If this continues, Huo Yuhao's spiritual sea will dry up, and this dream will consume his soul power."

Inside Huo Yuhao's spiritual sea, Ice Emperor poked Tianmeng, who was lying on a recliner watching the commotion, with her scorpion tail.

"What's the rush?"

Tianmeng casually said, "Their accompanying titled Douluo haven't even made a move yet, why are we in such a hurry?"

"I wonder what Huo Yuhao dreamed about. His emotions are fluctuating so much, and his heart is beating so fast. I guess it won't be long before he realizes something is wrong and pulls himself out of the dream."

"I have to say, this guy is something else. He managed to pull two Soul Douluos and several Soul Emperors into the dream world without them even noticing."

"In my opinion, this soul beast may not be a purebred Dream Eater, but rather a soul beast of another kind that has acquired a trace of Dream Eater bloodline by chance."

Electrolux suddenly joined the group chat and said, "In my world, there are also legends about dream-eating beasts. If the other party only has the ability to pull people into dreams, then it is very different from the dream-eating beast records in my memory. I estimate that this soul beast has not awakened the ability to directly devour dreams. It can only use a sufficiently realistic and complex dream to consume the target's mental power, making it a lamb to be slaughtered."

"Yuhao's mental strength can still sustain him for half an hour. Let's wait another quarter of an hour. If Huo Yuhao still can't break free from the dream by then, we'll wake him up. After all, Huo Yuhao needs to conserve his energy to absorb the soul ring."

Tianmeng suddenly said, "Speaking of which, since that auspicious beast knew of the existence of this Dream Eater, could it have suffered a loss at the hands of the Dream Eater before?"

After all, when Tianmeng first met the auspicious beast, the beast wanted to bite her, but it was no match for her and was bound into a rice dumpling by her ice silk.

Well... I won't go into detail about how Tianmeng was slapped to the ground by the Crimson King afterwards.

Could it be that the auspicious beast once wanted to eat this dream-eating tapir, but was trapped in a dream and failed to do so?

After all, as long as the Dream Eater doesn't specifically attack the auspicious beast, but simply lets it fall asleep, the Crimson King shouldn't have to take action to punish it.

Ice Emperor, who had been keeping a close eye on Huo Yuhao's soul state, said, "Stop talking. Huo Yuhao is awake. Tianmeng, you should keep an eye on things from now on. After all, we still haven't found out where that Dream Eater is hiding."

"Huh, you woke up so quickly. You didn't even need to lift a finger to break free from this level of dream. Not bad, not bad."

Outside, Huo Yuhao raised his hand to shield his eyes from the blinding sunlight, and opened them with a somewhat dazed look...

Strange, where am I...?

I'm not...

Huo Yuhao felt weak all over, and even his mind was not as sharp as before.

Suddenly, Huo Yuhao felt a warm breath on his neck.

Turning my head, I saw Wang Dong's familiar sleeping face.

Supporting himself to sit up, Huo Yuhao looked around and saw that there were several people lying scattered around within a hundred meters.

Zhang Lexuan...Han Ruoruo...Mo Xuan...

With these candidates and the forest environment in mind, Huo Yuhao quickly realized the current situation.

That soul hunt in the inner courtyard?
Huo Yuhao quickly checked his cultivation level; it was level 50, and he had not yet obtained his fifth soul ring.

Clues quickly connected in Huo Yuhao's mind.

Those things I just experienced in my memory... were they a dream?

Recalling the dream, I realized that I inexplicably clashed with Tang San because of the death of the auspicious beast, and Wang Dong was willing to disagree with me because of his identity. Ultimately, I ended up in the undead demiplane...

It barely connects to the previous and subsequent plot points, but upon closer examination of the various details, it feels illogical. However, Huo Yuhao has not noticed this for so long because everything in the dream is too real.

Whether it was hearing about the auspicious beast being killed or other developments, there were no obvious flaws. Even the few feasible paths to godhood that he had been thinking about had some details in the dream, rather than a brutal instantaneous godhood that would crush Tang San. This made him less suspicious.

So how did Huo Yuhao realize something was wrong and break free from the dream?

The answer is...

Undead Demiplane!
It's impossible for Huo Yuhao to summon the undead demiplane in front of Tang San!

That was Huo Yuhao's last trump card. Without completely eliminating Tang San's threat, Huo Yuhao would never let Tang San realize the existence of the undead demiplane.

Although the dream continued after that, and Huo Yuhao continued to act according to the dream, his subconscious had already sensed that something was wrong. In addition, he vaguely felt the existence of his body and tried to control it, which allowed him to escape from the dream.

"Xiao Yuhao, you're finally awake."

Tianmeng's cheerful voice rang out: "It seems you should realize the current situation, so I won't go into the details."

"In short, everyone else is still asleep. Although your accompanying teacher wasn't affected, she's been trying to wake you all during your slumber. After failing, she tried to find the Dream Eater, but to no avail." "What you need to do now is wake up the others as soon as possible. Dreams will quickly deplete your mental energy, and even your soul power. We can't let the others be drained like this. You need to use mental sharing to forcibly communicate with their spiritual seas and wake them up."

Huo Yuhao nodded and said, "I understand."

Not far away, Cai Meier, who was keeping a close watch on her surroundings, confirmed that no soul beasts were approaching. She turned around to try again to move the others out a little by little to see if she could get all the students out of the Dream Eater's influence. But then she saw Huo Yuhao sitting up and exclaimed happily, "Huo Yuhao, you're finally awake!"

Seeing Huo Yuhao wake up, Cai Meier breathed a sigh of relief.

God knows how much pressure Cai Meier was under while these trainees were unconscious.

Everyone present is a prodigy of Shrek Academy. If they were to perish here, it would be an extremely serious accident, no less serious than the Grim Reaper incident.

Unfortunately, this area is already in the inner circle of the mixed zone, too close to the core area. Cai Meier has to be careful to conceal her presence while accompanying the team, for fear of disturbing the creatures in the ominous place.

Huo Yuhao nodded to Cai Meier, summoned his martial soul, and his first soul ring flashed, instantly linking with Wang Dong, who was closest to him.

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"Wang Dong, Wang Dong, wake up! Stop dreaming, you're dreaming right now..."

"Don't bother me, I'm going to sleep a little longer..."

In his sleep, Wang Dong vaguely felt someone calling him. He raised his right hand and covered his head with the blanket in an attempt to block out the noise.

Strange, even though I covered my ears, Huo Yuhao's voice was still so clear?

However, even if they hear it, for those who don't want to hear it, it's just going in one ear and out the other.

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From the outside, Huo Yuhao frowned slightly as he watched Wang Dong remain unresponsive.

Logically speaking, my spirit-sharing soul skill is at a very high level. Although there is a layer of dream isolation, there should be no problem with my voice entering.

After thinking it over, Huo Yuhao began a new attempt.

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"It's time to eat!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Dong, who was still covered by the blanket, suddenly sat up, slipped off the bed, put on his slippers, and headed to the kitchen.

"Yuhao, have you eaten?"

"Oh? Dong'er, you're awake already? You've come at the right time. Breakfast is ready, and I was just about to call you to eat when you woke up on your own."

At the kitchen doorway, Huo Yuhao leaned back, looking at Wang Dong with a tender expression.

"Didn't you call me just now?"

Wang Dong frowned slightly.

"Ok?"

Huo Yuhao looked puzzled and joked, "Are you still dreaming? Alright, go wash your face and get ready to eat."

Smelling the aroma in the air, Wang Dong swallowed hard, instantly forgetting everything else. He splashed water on his face, tidied himself up, and then eagerly went to the dining table.

"Wang Dong, wake up! Stop dreaming, the sun's already high in the sky."

The familiar voice rang in his ears again, and Wang Dong paused, looking at Huo Yuhao, who had a gentle expression on his face.

"what happened?"

Faced with Wang Dong's gaze, "Huo Yuhao" looked at Wang Dong with some confusion, then looked down at the plate in front of him, chuckled, picked up a piece of meat, and held out his hand: "Do you want me to feed you?"

"You're going to die."

Wang Dong gave a coquettish laugh, then lowered her head and began to eat heartily.

"Wang Dong, wake up! I've made some new desserts, or they'll be gone!"

"Wang Dong, if you realize you're dreaming, try to control your body..."

The auditory hallucinations returned, but Wang Dong ignored them, dismissing them as just that—a hallucination.

Then came several more repetitive sentences.

Gradually, the calls subsided. Then, Huo Yuhao's tone shifted; he stopped calling for Wang Dong and instead began describing the food in a strange accent—

"High-end ingredients often require only the simplest cooking methods..."

This strange auditory hallucination made Wang Dong pause in his cooking.

How strange, I was eating right away, but as soon as I heard that, I suddenly felt a little hungry.

The auditory hallucinations continued, and the hunger grew stronger and stronger; no matter how much food I ate, it couldn't fill the void...

Things... seem a little off.

Eating... couldn't quell the hunger...

Combined with the auditory hallucinations I had earlier... am I dreaming?

Thinking of this, Wang Dong blushed. No matter how hard he tried, he kept dreaming about that annoying guy.

Despite saying this, Wang Dong's slightly upturned lips betrayed his true feelings.

Thinking back to what she had heard before, Huo Yuhao told her to control her body...

Wang Dong touched his face... How was he supposed to control it? No matter how he tried, he could only control the body in his dream.

"Huo Yuhao! What should I do?!"

Although he didn't know if Huo Yuhao could hear him, Wang Dong still shouted the words out loud.

Huo Yuhao's voice came through, and Wang Dong's face darkened.

Instead of finding a solution, he continued to describe the food in that strange tone, making Wang Dong even hungrier.

Couldn't you hear me before?

Huo Yuhao is really something. He told me to control my body, but no matter what I do, it doesn't work at all.

Wang Dong pinched his forearm and complained inwardly.

This Huo Yuhao, he's usually quite reliable, so why can't he do anything but tempt me with delicious food now?

Honestly, even in a dream, she's still so annoying!

Suddenly, Wang Dong felt as if he could smell the aroma of grilled fish.

Wang Dong, who was already a little hungry, was even more tempted by the aroma of the grilled fish.

Was this Huo Yuhao's doing?

“I can hear your stomach rumbling. If you can feel this hunger in your dreams, follow the hunger, regain your sense of your body, and take control of it again.”

"Really..."

Wang Dong looked helpless.

"How dare you tempt me like this! When I wake up, you have to grill me ten... no, a hundred grilled fish!"

(End of this chapter)