Douluo Continent: I, Huo Yuhao, am the Master of Spirit.

Chapter 438 Star: "I mistakenly entered the Heavenly Palace—I urge you to put down the sand in your hand—"

"Didn't expect the first greeting after so long would be a fist?"

"Walter, you really don't hold back at all."

Otto covered his face with one hand, blood was flowing from his nose, and there was a noticeable bruise in one eye. It seemed that Walter had hit him hard.

Meanwhile, Walter was savoring the feeling of his attack on Otto. The sensation of delivering a devastating blow was comparable to watching a thrilling mecha battle movie on the first day of the new year!

This hand can't be washed for a week. While he's at it, he uses the magic net to take a picture of Otto's current appearance. Just looking at the photo makes him want to eat several bowls of rice.

"I killed your father because I had no other choice, and I even tried to stop you several times, but there were reasons for it."

You have lost your father, but you still have me. I can be your guide in life and show you the direction of your life.

I also wanted to weep at Joyce's grave, regretting the past, but you know, some things we have to do.

Seeing Otto's righteous and awe-inspiring appearance, Uncle Yang's fist hardened. The usually calm and reliable man now had a clear "well" mark on his forehead.

As expected, Otto should never have crawled out of his grave. The best Otto should always be a corpse, and I should put a pseudo-black hole on his coffin lid!

This guy is like a cockroach, impossible to kill and incredibly disgusting.

The atmosphere atop the imperial tower was exceptionally heavy. Uncle Yang adjusted his glasses, and the illusory image of the black hole loomed faintly behind him.

"Otto, if you really want to be torn apart by gravity, you can continue."

Himeko finally understood why Welt hated Otto so much; anyone would have found it hard to hold back after hearing that speech.

Walter was already being considerate of the man by not tearing Otto apart with gravity on the spot, and he didn't want to clash with Otto in the city.

"Alright, you two, calm down a bit. I can make you a cup of coffee, and we can sit down and talk things over."

Otto smiled and said to Walter, "This lady is much more composed. We'll have to trouble you then."

Otto took a table and three chairs out of his storage soul tool and placed them in the open space. Uncle Yang didn't say anything and quietly watched Himeko brew her Miaomiao coffee.

Himeko's coffee is described by Roman as a terrifying weapon against humans; anyone who takes a sip will get a free live movie, reviewing all their past lives.

It was obvious that Otto didn't know about this. He picked up the coffee that Ji Zi had brewed, smelled it, and nodded slightly. It was indeed very fragrant. Then he took a sip, and all the flavors of life—sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, and salty—rushed into his brain.

It felt like eating a bitter melon feast prepared by Theresa herself, under the guidance of Kaslana.

Otto forced himself to swallow the liquid in his mouth and forced a smile, saying, "This is really a peculiar coffee."

Himeko smiled and said, "If you like it, we have plenty more. You can drink it slowly, no need to rush."

After saying that, Himeko took out a whole coffee pot, which was full of coffee, and placed it in front of Otto.

This can be considered Himeko's small act of revenge against Otto on behalf of Welt, since Otto's series of remarks were indeed excessive.

Otto looked at the coffee pot in front of him and his heart skipped a beat. If he drank all of this, his body would probably be completely ruined.

He gave a stiff laugh and said, "Okay, I admit I was wrong before, and I acknowledge my mistake."

We were all brought out by the same person; in a sense, we are in the same camp.

We're aligned on our goals now, aren't we?

Walter sneered, "I hope so, but your face makes it impossible for me to trust you at all, and I don't know how many lies I've heard from you."

I will keep an eye on you, and if you have any rebellious thoughts, I will not hesitate to tear you apart with a black hole.

Rest assured, I will show no mercy and ensure you are completely obliterated.

Otto sighed. Walter had always held a certain prejudice against him, and he really hoped that he could improve his relationship with him in the future and become close friends.

"What heartwarming words. Come to think of it, I still don't know why you two came to Mingdu."

"Your storyline probably wasn't part of that person's plan, was it?"

In Huo Yuhao's script, the Mingdu Incident is Otto's main event, and Walter and Himeko are not scheduled to appear. They should be teaching at the academy now.

Uncle Yang said calmly, "I'm worried about Xing and the other kids. Mingdu is going to be too turbulent, and with you around, I'm not at ease."

"It's mainly because of you. Who knows if you have any other intentions?"

Huo Yuhao was not a tyrant. In the spare time between plans, he gave his subordinates plenty of freedom and rarely forced them to act.

Otto laughed and said, "Alright, it's normal to be worried."

"With the two of you here, the plan is more likely to succeed."

Perhaps at that time, I really will need the gravity of a black hole.

"The Poison Undying of the Body Sect is too chaotic and it is difficult to figure out his thoughts. If his harassment becomes too intense during the execution of the plan, I will have no choice but to send him on his way."

"At that time, please use the simulated black hole to help me suppress it as much as possible, so that Poison Undying doesn't self-destruct. Even Ming Du can't withstand the self-destruction of a Limit Douluo."

By the way, how's the situation at the time portal? Has any information been sent back?

Himeko gracefully took a sip of coffee, gently placed the cup on the table, and said, "Hmm."

"The cocoon worked much better than expected. The imaginary energy and the crown of time worked together unexpectedly well, successfully deceiving the timeline's detection and allowing the hunters to safely become stowaways."

"The first round of information reception went smoothly. The hunters have already set foot in that unfamiliar world and confirmed that the time point is the era when the Spirit Hall still exists."

The exact timeline is still being determined, as history is too distant and more information is needed to confirm the timeline.

Otto shrugged and said, "In the era when the Spirit Hall still existed, the continent would probably go crazy upon hearing this news."

Resources were far more plentiful back then than they are now; no one would be indifferent to them.

"However, it is said that the lord has already set rules to prohibit indiscriminate killing? I must say, the lord's heart is a little too kind."

Despite calling themselves capitalists, their actions are nothing like those of a ruthless exploitative class. Real capitalists, on the other hand, enjoy eating baby bok choy and candied apples.

Back in Destiny, I killed quite a few people like that. Karen despises these kinds of villains the most.

In my opinion, the Cocoon is simply the perfect spacetime troop transport ship, with unlimited manpower, making it an absolute weapon of war.

"It's estimated that the time portal will still be some time before it opens, so let's not talk about that for now. Just a heads up, it seems that your four juniors have gone to the wrong place."

Otto stopped the conversation and pointed with interest to the group of four running towards the emperor's bedroom below.

Looking in the direction Otto pointed, Walter covered his head with both hands, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets in fright, and Himeko nearly spat out the coffee in her mouth.

"These kids, Xing and his friends, are all incredibly clever when they're alone, but when they're together, it's like they've collectively lost their minds, coming up with one mischievous idea after another."

"Let's keep watch from the shadows and make sure they don't get hurt."

Walter sighed and said, "Hmm."

"However, with Dan Heng around, there shouldn't be any major problems."

"I guess so."

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"Damn it! I miscalculated! This place is so luxurious, how come I can't even find a single trash can! There isn't a single manhole cover either."

Are we going to go home empty-handed today?

Xing, behind the mask, looked unwilling. She had miscalculated this time and forgot to conduct market research in advance. She didn't expect that the palace didn't have any trash cans or manhole covers at all!

"Grab them!"

"Intruder!"

"You can't escape!"

"Your coffin lids are ready!"

"I just can't take it anymore!"

Behind the four, a group of guards began to relentlessly pursue them. These guards were at least Soul Kings in strength, but none of them dared to activate their Martial Souls and unleash their Soul Skills.

Just kidding, anyone who releases a soul skill in the palace without orders from higher-ups would think their entire family has nine heads and they're tired of living!

For a time, the situation was that Xing and the others were running, and the guards were chasing after them.

Dan Heng looked at the pursuers who were hot on his heels, and lightly stomped his foot on the ground, sending up a cloud of dust that obscured the soldiers' vision.

"Run that way."

Dan Heng calmly pointed in a direction to a magnificent building with a ostentatious sun sculpture at the entrance, its stone flames carved with lifelike detail.

The three trusted Dan Heng's judgment, and the four of them ran towards the imperial bedchamber in a flash. Theoretically speaking, the emperor's bedchamber should be heavily guarded, with at least three titled Douluo guards.

But reality is always incredibly surreal. Crown Prince Xu Tianran is about to ascend the throne, and he has been in power for several years. The seriously ill emperor is just an empty title.

The royal attendants and guards responsible for watching over the emperor have all gone to attend Xu Tianran's party today.

No one dared not to go. Xu Tianran might not know who went to the party, but he certainly knew who didn't.

If you want to continue to survive in Mingdu, it's best to attend the party. As for Otto, he's different. Otto is Xu Tianran's white moonlight, the type of senior sister Jiangnan.

"Crunch~"

The heavy wooden door made a jarring sound, and the four people breathed a sigh of relief after entering the bedroom.

After the dust settled, the guards lost sight of their target location. A captain clad in golden armor with dragon patterns hurriedly reached out to stop the guards who were trying to rush in, shouting, "Stop right there!"

"I'm going to report this. Even if it explodes inside, no one is allowed to go in until I get back!"

"This is a royal site; it must not be desecrated without permission!"

The captain immediately left, preparing to go to a quiet place to contact his superiors through the magic network.

Everyone in the capital knew about the affair between the old emperor and the crown prince. The old emperor claimed he was enjoying his retirement, but in reality, he was under house arrest and waiting to die.

Stepping into such places carelessly could truly cross Xu Tianran's bottom line.

The captain certainly didn't want to be on the purge list.

Unfortunately, no matter how he tried to contact his superiors, they did not respond. Either they were having a great time at the party, or they were asking their own superiors for advice.

Inside the palace, March 7th leaned against a pillar, his chest heaving.

"As expected, we were still being chased."

"According to procedure, shouldn't the next step be to issue an arrest warrant? You idiot! You didn't even do any prior research! You made us get lost in the capital!"

Xing had no time to respond to March 7th; her golden eyes were wide open as she looked up at the extremely luxurious room.

Exquisite wooden carvings hang from the ceiling, and dazzling jewels are inlaid around them; even the floor tiles here seem to be plated with gold.

"I have mistakenly entered the heavenly realm—I urge you to lay down the sand in your hand—"

"In March, it seems we've stumbled into a god's house by mistake; even a single brick here feels like it could cost me my life."

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