Approaching the golden-robed woman cautiously, Huo Yuhao circulated his Soul Power rapidly, prepared in case she suddenly attacked. He couldn't be sure if she was feigning weakness.
He knelt beside her, sending his Soul Power into her body. After examining her, Huo Yuhao understood the situation. The woman had been injured earlier. There was a long, shallow wound on her chest and abdomen, as if made by a sharp weapon, and it was still bleeding.
Huo Yuhao used his Soul Power to seal the wound. From the evil aura lingering on the injury, it was clear it was inflicted by an Evil Soul Master. Fortunately, the woman possessed a divine attribute, which had neutralized the evil aura. Otherwise, the situation would likely be much worse.
To summarize, the woman's unconsciousness was primarily due to Soul Power exhaustion and excessive blood loss. Huo Yuhao was speechless. Didn't she know her own condition? In this state, she dared to attack him earlier? Shouldn't a normal person be thinking about escaping? Truly stubborn!
Looking around, Huo Yuhao was surprised. Besides the black-robed elder and the skeleton, two more people lay in the distance. Judging from their auras, one was a Soul Emperor and the other a Soul Saint. The Soul Saint's aura was very strong, almost reaching the Soul Douluo level. However, they were now dead.
Seeing this, Huo Yuhao's eyelids twitched. This woman is fierce.
After confirming the woman was out of immediate danger, Huo Yuhao went to Tang Ya to check her condition. Her breathing was long and steady, and there were no obvious injuries on her body. Fortunately, she was unharmed, likely just knocked unconscious.
"Should we take those two little fellows?" Du Busi's voice came from behind.
Huo Yuhao thought for a moment and replied, "Master, the day is getting late. How about we rest nearby for the night?"
Du Busi looked up. The sun was blazing overhead, and there wasn't a cloud in the sky. You call this late? He didn't say anything, though. It was reasonable for his disciple to want to help someone he knew. But that girl…
Carrying Tang Ya in one hand and the golden-skirted woman in the other, Huo Yuhao walked to the side. He had just used his mental power to check, and only three people remained in the entire village; the others had been killed. The killer didn't need to be mentioned.
The master and disciple, carrying the two unconscious women, arrived at the courtyard Huo Yuhao had sensed. The courtyard wasn't large, about twenty square meters, with two dilapidated mud-brick houses. The old wooden door was covered in the marks of time.
Impoverished. That was the only word to describe it. The Douluo Continent was a low-level fantasy world where Soul Power existed, a magical power that allowed people to become stronger through cultivation.
But not everyone could become strong, and not everyone was as well-off as the Soul Masters. The noble class was stable, possessing absolute military power, which led to even more severe exploitation of the common people.
Huo Yuhao wasn't unaware of this, but seeing it with his own eyes was different from hearing about it from others. In Huo Yuhao's memory, even the poorest places on the Blue Star were better than this.
To put it bluntly, it didn't look like a place for people to live. This showed the oppression and exploitation of the common people by the noble class in the Douluo Continent. If things were like this on the Blue Star, someone would have risen up long ago. But the Douluo Continent was different. This was a place that valued Martial Souls and Soul Power. Martial Souls were inherited from parents, and powerful Martial Souls rarely appeared among the common people, making it impossible for them to turn their situation around.
Taking a deep breath, Huo Yuhao composed himself. Sometimes, it was like this: even when his own life was less than ideal, he still couldn't bear to see the suffering of others.
He didn't say anything. In truth, if he hadn't obtained Ming Zhihan's memories, if he hadn't had the Heavenly Dream Iceworm, his own fate wouldn't be much better.
He glanced at the tightly shut door of the thatched cottage and sensed the three auras behind it. After a moment's thought, Huo Yuhao decided not to disturb them for now. He released his grip, letting the two girls fall to the ground, and casually picked up a rotten wooden log to sit on.
Inside the thatched cottage, a boy of about six years old was secretly observing outside through a crack in the door. The boy was filled with fear. That morning, a group of people had arrived in the village. They were said to be Soul Masters, here to help them awaken their Martial Souls, and it was free. The entire village had excitedly welcomed them. They knew that they usually had to pay to have a Soul Master awaken their Martial Soul.
Afterward, those Soul Masters had indeed helped them awaken their Martial Souls. Perhaps it was fate, or perhaps it was just luck, but compared to previous years, this time the village actually had two people who awakened their Martial Souls with Soul Power, and he was one of them.
Upon hearing this news, Village Chief Grandpa was extremely grateful to the Soul Masters, insisting on keeping the Soul Masters for a meal. But who knew that at this moment, those Soul Masters had killed Village Chief Grandpa.
Why the Soul Masters did this, no one knew, but the Soul Masters didn't stop there, and the onlookers were also poisoned by them. Some had their blood drained, and some had their chests cut open and their hearts dug out.
He had witnessed it himself: Those hearts were eaten alive by the Soul Masters. They were terrified at the time, collapsing to the ground, not knowing what to do, not even daring to move, fearing that if they moved, the Soul Masters would eat them.
The villagers fled in all directions, and the Soul Masters killed with gusto, chasing after them. Perhaps the heavens couldn't bear it, but the three of them had managed to salvage their lives. After that, they had hidden here.
The little boy was terrified. His heart was pounding. He didn't know who was outside, what their intentions were, if they were with those Soul Masters, or if they had already been discovered.
Besides him in the room, there were two others. One was a bald little boy, currently curled up at the foot of the earthen bed, his arms wrapped around his knees, his body trembling uncontrollably. The front of his shirt was soaked with tears.
The last one was a little girl in a cyan dress. She had short, black hair that reached her ears, an ordinary face, a sallow complexion, and empty eyes. There were visible tear stains on her face.
Outside in the courtyard, after Huo Yuhao had thrown the two girls to the ground, Tang Ya actually woke up.
"Yuhao, is that you?" Tang Ya was very surprised. She remembered being captured by the Evil Soul Masters. How was it that she had woken up to see Huo Yuhao again?
Huo Yuhao smiled slightly and replied, "Sister Ya, long time no see."
"Yuhao, what's going on? Where did those people go? Were you captured by them too?" Tang Ya didn't bother with greetings. Her tone was very anxious. As she spoke, her eyes scanned the surroundings, her expression filled with fear.
"Sister Ya, don't worry. Those Evil Soul Masters are dead. You're safe now," Huo Yuhao quickly comforted her.
Tang Ya breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, but soon fell silent again. Evil Soul Master… she thought, am I not also an Evil Soul Master?
"Yuhao, aren't you going to kill me?" After a moment of silence, Tang Ya asked.
Huo Yuhao was taken aback, then chuckled, "What nonsense are you talking about, Little Ya-jie? Why would I kill you?"
"What if I am an Evil Soul Master?" Suddenly, Tang Ya stared fixedly at Huo Yuhao, her gaze sending shivers down his spine.
Instead of answering Tang Ya's question, he invited, "Little Ya-jie, how are you feeling? Come, let's go for a walk together."
Tang Ya didn't reply, but silently rose and followed Huo Yuhao.
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