Chapter 307: Huo Yuhao: How Many Floors Can One Bag of Rice Lift?
The next day, Du Qian Jue woke up feeling as if he was being constricted by a python. Opening his eyes, he found Xue Linglong's pale, delicate arms tightly wrapped around his neck, and her long legs were also wrapped around his waist.
Her sleeping face carried a blush and a satisfied smile. Remembering the wildness of the previous night, Du Qian Jue himself blushed, his eyes reflecting a bit of nostalgia.
Thinking this, he, already experiencing a normal physiological reaction, became even more excited. At that moment, Du Qian Jue caught a glimpse of Xue Linglong's face growing even more flushed. Oh right, her legs were wrapped around his waist.
She must have known he was awake. Suddenly, Du Qian Jue let out a light mischievous laugh and pressed down on Xue Linglong, who only had time to let out a startled cry before he silenced her with a kiss. From then on, the king did not attend the early court!
While Du Qian Jue and Xue Linglong were living a shamelessly happy life, outside the Star Dou Great Forest, a tall woman with long purple hair, dressed in a black robe, with a cold expression and a stunningly beautiful face, slowly walked out of the forest.
She was only about twenty years old, but she exuded the powerful aura of a Super Douluo! Level ninety-five—Huo Dongxue! "White Tiger Duke's Mansion, I, Huo Dongxue, have come for revenge!"
Huo Dongxue looked towards the direction of Star Luo City, her face showing a cruel smile. Under the influence of Rakshasa's evil thoughts, Huo Dongxue had been slaughtering wildly in the Star Dou Great Forest recently.
Dozens of ten-thousand-year soul beasts had become nourishment for her strength.
Moreover, the Rakshasa Scythe's devouring effect was different from that of evil soul masters; it could maximize the utilization of soul beast corpses, wasting not even a bit of essence and even turning soul rings into nourishment to enhance her own soul rings.
Her current soul ring configuration was: seven black and two red! Except for the ninth soul ring, which was obtained from a hundred-thousand-year soul beast, Huo Dongxue's eighth soul ring was forcefully enhanced from seventy thousand years to a hundred thousand years!
If Du Qian Jue knew of Huo Dongxue's actions, he would certainly call her foolish. Having received the Rakshasa God inheritance and still relying on devouring to force growth was purely squandering her potential.
Furthermore, considering the previous Rakshasa God, Bibi Dong, was killed by Tang San, the Rakshasa God position lacked the divine power and faith power for recovery. Under these circumstances, it was already impressive for Huo Dongxue to attain a level-two god status after succeeding the Rakshasa God position.
But how could you expect someone blinded by anger and hatred to remain rational? Besides, in this world, whether it was the former Huo Yuhao or the current Huo Dongxue, forcing growth and squandering potential seemed to be a common practice.
Regardless of whether Huo Dongxue was depleting her future potential, the White Tiger Duke's Mansion and the Star Luo Empire were in big trouble. Even if Huo Dongxue seemed weak in front of Du Qian Jue, as a godly inheritor, her combat power at level ninety-five, combined with the Rakshasa Scythe, was enough to overpower Xuan Zi, who was level ninety-eight, reaching the combat power close to Du Busi at level ninety-eight.
For an enemy of this caliber, the Star Luo Empire could only watch as Huo Dongxue wreaked havoc in the White Tiger Duke's Mansion.
Any Title Douluo daring to intervene would be sliced into eight pieces by Huo Dongxue's Rakshasa Scythe, just like cutting melons.
The dark purple streak crossed the sky, Huo Dongxue flying directly towards the Star Luo Empire, though her destination was not the White Tiger Duke's Mansion but the Mingdou Mountain Range at the empire's border.
She wanted Dai Hao to kneel on the ground like a dead dog, helplessly watching as she completely erased the White Tiger Duke's Mansion! The thought of her imminent revenge filled Huo Dongxue with pleasure, speeding up her flight even more.
Upon arriving at the Mingdou Mountain Range, which had become territory of the Sun Moon Empire, soul guidance forts sprang up like a steel forest, with Sun Moon Empire soul masters and soldiers patrolling.
Just as Huo Dongxue was about to cross the Mingdou Mountain Range, she sensed a threat and instinctively dodged. The next second, a blazing white beam struck where she had just been standing. A level-nine soul guidance beam! Huo Dongxue's slender eyes narrowed slightly, dark purple light gathering in her left hand, forming a fearsome scythe.
"I didn't plan to bother with you, after all, you did beat up Dai Hao for me," Huo Dongxue murmured lowly, a flash of blood in her eyes. "Since you've come looking for death, I might as well oblige!" Watching a team of soul masters rapidly approaching her, Huo Dongxue's lips curled up cruelly, and she charged towards them instead of retreating.
The soul master team realized something was wrong. Because Huo Dongxue's speed and the soul power fluctuations she emitted were too strong! "Call for backup, the enemy is a Title Douluo!" the team captain shouted into his communicator.
Before a response came from the soul guidance fort commander, the team captain was split in half by Huo Dongxue's Rakshasa Scythe, the terrifying pain from the wound and the necrotic power of the Rakshasa overwhelming him. He died in agony before he could even scream.
The other nine soul masters in the team, seeing their captain's gruesome fate, were filled with terror and almost fled in panic.
"Trying to run?" Huo Dongxue transformed into a streak of light, slashing across the remaining nine. Schlick— Nine bursts of blood exploded in an instant, and the nine team members followed their captain into death, preemptively becoming melons sliced by Huo Dongxue's scythe.
Their bodies, too, didn't go to waste, turning to ash before even hitting the ground. This deterred other soul masters in the soul guidance fort from acting rashly. Soul masters excel in group combat, but one-on-one, a level-nine soul master is far inferior to a Title Douluo.
With Huo Dongxue's strength, anyone facing her would be courting death. "Hmph, not daring to come out?" Huo Dongxue scoffed disdainfully, retracting her Rakshasa Scythe and continuing her flight towards the Star Luo Empire.
The rest of the way, Huo Dongxue encountered no further obstacles and successfully arrived at Yuming City, where Dai Hao's Northwestern Army had established defenses. Just arriving above Yuming City, Huo Dongxue smelled Dai Hao's disgusting scent.
"The White Tiger bloodline." Hatred exploded in Huo Dongxue's eyes. Dai Hao, today, I will make you feel the pain I have endured!
(End of chapter)