Huo Yuhao from The Peerless Tang Sect is incredibly talented.

After leaving the dormitory building, Huo Yuhao began to wander around the outer campus of Shrek Academy, scouting and observing the terrain.

This is to prepare for removing Tang San's hidden hand left in Douluo Continent.

The world belongs to everyone, and the virtuous and capable should be selected. Tang San's parents are just occupying positions without doing their jobs, and they don't deserve to be chosen.

Question: What role did the Blue Silver Emperor and Tang Hao play in promoting the development of Douluo Continent over the course of ten thousand years?

In Huo Yuhao's opinion, it was completely useless.

In Huo Yuhao's view, Tang Hao, who occupies the position of the world's ruler, has created spirit metals that have more negative than positive effects.

Even without spirit metal, the Soul Master system will not stagnate; on the contrary, with the assistance of Soul Tools, new methods to accelerate cultivation will be developed.

As you can see, even though the Body Sect in Dou San had very few members, they were still able to create a cultivation method for divine bodies, and the Holy Spirit Sect in Dou Er was able to increase the age of their soul rings through acquired means.

Don't underestimate the wisdom of the masses!

If Tang Hao hadn't been the ruler of the plane, someone would definitely have broken through to level 100 ten thousand years later.

As for Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin, he was utterly useless. He could neither delay the loss of the world's vital energy during the battle with the Abyss in Battle III, nor could he speed up the replenishment of the plane's vital energy from the starry sky. He was also unable to regulate the terrain and increase the production of natural treasures. He was truly a complete waste.

One of his few acts of kindness was getting his grandson the title of "Child of Nature," and that was it.

Huo Yuhao: You two good-for-nothings, I'll strip you of your positions in Douluo Continent sooner or later.

Huo Yuhao, who was scouting the area, had just turned the corner of the corridor beside the playground when he saw a large crowd gathered at the school gate.

It wasn't the normal flow of people carrying luggage as freshmen registered; instead, it was a crowd of onlookers, with freshmen craning their necks to look inside.

Huo Yuhao wasn't particularly interested in the commotion and was about to walk away when he overheard a few words in the crowd's discussion.

"Look, it's the young master of the White Tiger Duke's mansion!"

"Have you heard? He even possesses a Martial Soul Fusion Skill, the Netherworld White Tiger!"

"Tsk tsk, the Dai family is truly producing a wealth of talent this generation! I reckon their eldest son will almost certainly represent Shrek Academy in the competition!"

When the words "White Tiger Duke's Mansion" and "Dai Family" reached Huo Yuhao's ears, it was like an orange cat stepping onto the Demon Sealing Platform, immediately hissing and switching to a battle-ready expression.

His eyes, previously hidden by his messy hair, suddenly became double pupils, staring intently at the blond-haired boy in the middle of the crowd.

One was tall, his white tiger duke's cloak billowing slightly in the morning breeze, his golden hair meticulously combed; the other was a petite girl with long black hair reaching her waist, who was holding the former's arm.

Huo Yuhao stopped in his tracks. He stood in the shadows of the corridor, leaning against a pillar, secretly watching Dai Huabin, his mother's killer.

Huo Yuhao reached into his sleeve and touched the hilt of a dagger, one of his mother's belongings.

The cool metallic touch pressed against the skin of his palm. He gripped the hilt of the knife for a couple of breaths before releasing it.

"No rush. Let's collect some interest first."

This is the entrance to Shrek Academy, the day the White Tiger Duke's most prized son, the Crown Prince, first stepped into the continent's premier academy. Such a grand entrance deserves an unforgettable spectacle.

Huo Yuhao didn't say much and directly released an illusion space for Dai Huabin.

Seventy-two hours pass inside, but only one second passes outside.

Huo Yuhao's illusion space doesn't require much contact. As long as Huo Yuhao senses the target's mental fluctuations, he can directly pull the target into the illusion space.

No need for eye contact, no need for facial hair or birth date information, and no need for hair.

After all, he had cultivated diligently in the heavens for ten thousand years.

Dai Huabin felt as if everything in front of him had suddenly disappeared—the school gate, Zhu Lu, the onlookers, the sunlight, all of it had been taken away.

Then he saw the light.

It wasn't the stark white light of a fluorescent lamp, but the yellowish, flickering light of an old-fashioned light bulb, like the kind suspended in a slaughterhouse. The halo of light spread out in circles, illuminating the mottled moss on the walls, the messy clutter in the corners, and the dust that filled the air.

Just as Dai Huabin was looking around, a background music suddenly started playing.

youman...

Isaidyouman...

"What the hell?" Dai Huabin frowned, ignoring the music and instead focusing on looking around, trying to figure out who was playing a trick on him.

After all, this is right in front of Shrek Academy! And as the eldest son of the White Tiger Duke's mansion, Dai Huabin didn't think anyone would mess with him; he just assumed it was some senior from Shrek Academy playing a trick on him.

Durian, pliers, an unknown ointment, a kitchen knife, and some other miscellaneous tools that Dai Huabin couldn't recognize.

"What are all these things?" Dai Huabin didn't understand what that senior was trying to do.

The next moment, with a whoosh, several iron chains appeared from the void. Two of the chains had iron hooks that pierced through Hua Bin's shoulder blades, hanging him up like a roast duck.

The excruciating pain made Dai Huabin realize one thing clearly: someone really dared to touch him.

Kidnapped at the gates of Shrek Academy, the eldest son of the White Tiger Duke's mansion was strung up like a salted fish and hung in mid-air.

Dai Huabin struggled twice, but the iron chain didn't budge. Instead, the iron hook twisted inside his bones, causing him excruciating pain that made his vision go black.

This isn't the work of a senior member of the academy. What senior member would use such methods? This is clearly the work of an evil spirit master.

"Who?!" Dai Huabin roared, his voice echoing in the enclosed space, carrying a tremor he himself didn't realize. "Who's there?! Do you know who I am?!"

The music was still playing. Those inexplicable "You man" sounds seemed to seep out from the cracks in the wall, sometimes near, sometimes far, indistinct yet omnipresent.

"Of course I know." A voice came from the depths of the shadows, followed by footsteps.

The first to emerge was an incredibly muscular middle-aged man. His upper body was completely naked, his muscles bulging like blocks of iron, glistening as if they had just been coated with something. He held a pair of pliers in his hand, the jaws opening and closing with a soft clicking sound in the dim light.

One of the members of the four members of the group. As for why "one of" is the only one, it's because the other three are also incredibly skilled, with amazing fighting spirit and endurance. They're sure to give Dai Huabin some unexpected surprises!

"Dai Huabin, the eldest son of the White Tiger Duke's mansion." The burly man grinned, revealing two rows of clean, white teeth. "Good stuff."

Immediately after, a hunched figure shuffled out from the shadows. It was an old man, reeking of decay, like a piece of rotten wood that had been rotting in the rain for months.

What was even more unsettling was that his body was covered in insects—small black beetles slowly crawled on his shoulders, arms, and cheeks. Occasionally, one or two would fall to the ground, but the old man didn't seem to care. He just squinted at Dai Huabin with his cloudy eyes, as if he were looking at a piece of meat waiting to be cured.

The newcomer was none other than one of the four creations of the Type-Moon universe, modeled after the old bug from Type-Moon!

The third person was an obese man, abnormally obese, whose skin was a sickly grayish-green color, covered with pustules and rotting sores of all sizes.

With each step he took, a boil on his body would be squeezed out of shape, oozing a trickle of murky liquid. But he was oblivious, or perhaps even enjoying it, rubbing his two fat palms together, making a damp, nauseating smacking sound.

As soon as the fat man appeared, Dai Huabin smelled a rotten, sweet odor, and his stomach churned instantly.

The fourth person—if that can be called human speech.

First, a hand was revealed, with five fingers of abnormal length and the joints bent in the wrong direction, as if someone had taken apart a normal hand and haphazardly reassembled it. Next came the arm, disproportionately long, with the upper arm too long and the forearm too short. Then came the entire body.

It had most of its facial features, but none of them were in their proper places—its eyes were uneven, its mouth was crooked to the left, and its nose looked like it had been casually added later. It had an expression on its face, a half-smile.

The moment Dai Huabin saw it, something exploded in his mind.

The terror effect has kicked in.

Four figures slowly approached from different directions, surrounding Dai Huabin, who was suspended in mid-air. Four pairs of eyes, each carrying a distinctly different kind of greed, sized up the chained eldest son of the White Tiger Duke's mansion.

Huo Yuhao: Hehe, do you like the four-headed basilisk I prepared for you?

"Don't come any closer!!" Dai Huabin shouted these words, his voice hoarse and strained.

"Hehe, little white kitten, don't worry, even if you scream your lungs out, no one will save you!"

The music is still playing. You man… I said you man…

There was also a scream: "Quack, don't bounce it!"