Douluo: I am the True Master

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Not everyone in the White Tiger Duke's residence was guilty. Before the barrier was activated, Huo Yu'er had already screened through the household, transferring out those who were innocent and unrelated.

This included even Dai Hao's concubines and his half-brother, Dai Luoli, who possessed the Blood Tiger martial soul.

Had Dai Hao been even slightly more vigilant, he wouldn't have remained completely unaware until Huo Yu'er made her move.

At this moment, Huo Yu'er slowly removed the faceplate of her helmet, revealing a visage that had captivated countless men across the Douluo Continent.

She placed Dai Hao alongside Dai Huabin and the White Tiger Duchess.

Seeing their expressions of hatred, fear, and confusion—but curiously no recognition—Huo Yu'er let out a soft sigh, as if muttering to herself:

"Though I only bear a seven-tenths resemblance to my mother, not one of you has connected my face to hers.

So, my mother truly meant nothing to you, did she?"

Too much time had passed. Though Dai Hao had suspected some connection between Huo Yu'er and himself, after twenty-some years, the memory of his first woman had grown hazy in his mind. Moreover, with his mouth frozen shut, he couldn't even feign sincerity or speak.

The White Tiger Duchess initially looked confused. After all, though she had targeted Huo Yun'er, the latter's status had been so lowly that she had merely ordered her subordinates to oppress her, rarely facing her directly.

But Huo Yu'er's tone confirmed her mother's connection to those present. There were only a few women in the mansion whom the White Tiger Duchess had oppressed.

And then there was the surname "Huo."

In an instant, it was as if enlightenment struck the White Tiger Duchess, and she recalled that once-lowly woman.

And with the memory of Huo Yun'er came a sudden surge of terror!

"You! You're the bastard child of that wretched woman!" the White Tiger Duchess blurted out in panic.

But the next moment, she regretted her words.

Because Huo Yu'er was no longer the frail, bullied girl she once was.

Huo Yu'er smirked faintly at the White Tiger Duchess but didn't act immediately. Instead, she spoke mockingly:

"Ho ho, it seems the noble Duchess has finally remembered who I am."

Her hesitation to strike only deepened the fear of the four people present. Dai Yueheng quickly stepped in front of the White Tiger Duchess.

"Oh, such a devoted son. Much more filial than your younger brother," Huo Yu'er sneered.

Dai Huabin's face darkened, but faced with Huo Yu'er's terrifying strength, he chose to cower where he stood.

At this moment, Huo Yu'er turned her disappointed gaze toward Dai Hao, who was still frowning, seemingly trying to recall something.

Slowly, Huo Yu'er unfroze the ice sealing Dai Hao's mouth and said:

"It truly grieves me for my mother's sake. She thought of you even on her deathbed."

"If what you say is true, then you must be my daughter. And your mother must have deeply loved me. Why do you torment me so? Let us reconcile—you may return to the Dai family. I promise you the future position of the family head and the title of Duke," Dai Hao said earnestly.

But hearing this, Huo Yu'er felt nothing but disgust. Her icy gaze bore into Dai Hao.

"What a pitiful man. I can't imagine why my mother ever fell for you.

But none of that matters anymore.

When I learned you claimed to have only one wife, I lost all hope in you."

A chilling frost spread across the room once again as Huo Yu'er coldly declared:

"When I was young, my mother praised your greatness and spoke fondly of the sweetness of your relationship.

But I knew it was all a lie.

If you truly loved my mother, you wouldn't have left me starving even after she carried and bore me.

If you were truly great, you wouldn't have stayed on the battlefield, fearing the loss of power to the Star Luo royal family.

So I know now—you are nothing but a despicable clown.

You are unworthy of being my father.

If I hadn't met Master Ye Wen, I might have died in the Star Dou Forest while hunting for my first soul ring.

The more I follow in Master's footsteps, the more I see your weakness and filth.

Therefore—"

Huo Yu'er lowered her eyes, but a massive killing intent erupted from her slender frame.

"I will erase this humiliating past from my life completely!

And I will repay you tenfold for the suffering you've inflicted upon me!

You take pride in the White Tiger martial soul? Then I will exterminate every single White Tiger soul!

You think yourselves righteous? I will brand all of you as evil soul masters, marking you as a disgraceful chapter in history!

And you!"

Huo Yu'er's crimson eyes locked onto the White Tiger Duchess.

"You prided yourself on nobility and resented Dai Hao for sharing his love with others. Then I will make you the lowest of prostitutes, forcing you to endure everything you once despised!"

Destroying what someone holds most dear is the cruelest form of despair.

The White Tiger Duchess's face turned ashen as she instinctively entered her Spirit Attachment state. Though weaker than Dai Hao, she was still a Soul Sage—and a sensitive attack-type at that.

Escape! No! Even if escape was impossible, she refused to be captured by this "wretched woman." She would rather die than endure such humiliation!

The White Tiger Duchess planned to put some distance between them before committing suicide. Death would be a relief compared to the torment awaiting her.

But just as Dai Hao arrogantly believed he could land a fatal blow on Huo Yu'er first, the White Tiger Duchess naively thought she could slip away under Huo Yu'er's nose.

Before Dai Hao and his two sons could react, a shard of ice pierced through the White Tiger Duchess's abdomen.

That spot was the core of a soul master's soul power. Unless one reached the Title Douluo level, having it destroyed meant immediate incapacitation.

Huo Yu'er wore a chilling smile.

"Why run? I'm not going to kill you—yet."

Then she turned her gaze toward Dai Hao and his remaining sons, murmuring:

"Let's collect some interest first."

In the blink of an eye, Huo Yu'er vanished. By the time Dai Hao realized what had happened, his eldest son had already lost his head, collapsing lifelessly to the ground.

Though Dai Hao had been somewhat dissatisfied with his naive eldest son, Dai Yueheng's achievement of reaching Soul Sage at such a young age proved his talent. He had been more than qualified to inherit the dukedom and even become the future hope of the family. But now, Huo Yu'er had mercilessly cut him down.

Dai Hao instantly lost all reason, his eyes bulging with rage as he glared at Huo Yu'er.

"Wench! How dare you—"

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