Soul Land: Xiao Yan Reincarnates as Huo Yuhao

A suffocating tension enveloped the plaza. After a brief moment, Xiao Yan began walking toward Duke White Tiger, Dai Hao. His calm stride immediately put the surrounding White Tiger guards on edge. One by one, dazzling spirit rings began rising beneath their feet.

"Duke Dai, it's the middle of the tournament. Are you planning to attack me here and now?" Xiao Yan raised his head, his sharp eyes scanning the guards who appeared ready to strike at any moment. His brows furrowed slightly as he questioned.

"Hmph, you've got some nerve," Dai Hao sneered coldly, his voice dripping with disdain. "Xiao Yan, Shrek Academy has confirmed that you killed Dai Huabin. Are you still trying to deny it?"

"Where's the proof?" Xiao Yan countered with a cold smirk.

To Xiao Yan, Dai Hao did not deserve the title of a father. If he revealed his identity and explained that killing Dai Huabin was an act of vengeance for his mother, perhaps Dai Hao might have understood. But Xiao Yan, being who he was, had no intention of seeking such reconciliation.

He was Xiao Yan, not Huo Yuhao.

With his personality and principles, he would never acknowledge such a father. Moreover, Dai Huabin and the duchess were enemies who had to die. The hatred and vengeance between them were irreconcilable.

Dai Hao's face turned dark as he coldly retorted, "If it wasn't you, then why did you flee Shrek Academy right after Huabin's death? You two already had conflicts at the academy. No matter how you argue, you're the prime suspect. And if all of this is just a coincidence, it's far too convenient, don't you think?"

The heated confrontation drew the attention of everyone in the plaza. Eyes full of shock and confusion focused on Xiao Yan.

"Why would this Xiao Yan kill Duke White Tiger's son?"

"Could there be some deep-seated grudge between them?"

"I heard them mention conflicts at the academy. It must be related to that!"

"This is Star Luo City, the domain of the White Tiger Duke and the Zhu family. I doubt Xiao Yan will walk away unscathed today."

Xiao Yan glanced at Dai Hao, realizing the Duke had no intention of letting him go. A flicker of impatience crossed his face before he sneered coldly. "So, what now? Are you planning to detain me here today? Do you think you're strong enough?"

"I've already told you—three years from now, I'll personally visit the White Tiger Duke's manor to settle the score."

Dai Hao's expression darkened further. Furious, he roared, "You killed my son and dare to speak of settling scores? Guards, seize him!"

At Dai Hao's command, his White Tiger guards surged forward, their soul power erupting as they moved in perfect unison to surround Xiao Yan. Without hesitation, their martial spirits activated, and they launched an assault.

The White Tiger guards were an elite unit personally selected by Dai Hao. Their strength was among the best in the army, and their coordination was flawless. Together, they could rival a Soul Emperor in combat.

"Get lost!"

Xiao Yan's face turned cold as he tightened his grip on the Heavenly Heavy Ruler. With a swift motion, the massive black ruler began spinning in a crescent arc, generating a powerful gust of wind that spread across the plaza.

The moment the ruler clashed with the guards' weapons, the resounding clang of metal echoed throughout the square. The guards were forced back, their feet skidding across the ground for over ten meters before they finally stopped.

Just then, a red-robed elder descended from the sky, landing firmly in front of Xiao Yan. Short and stout, with a bushy beard, he exuded an imposing aura. He was none other than Jing Hongchen, the Head of the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Engineering Academy.

Jing Hongchen's eyes were icy as he glared at Dai Hao. His voice carried a chilling undertone:

"Duke White Tiger, what is the meaning of this? This is a tournament. Are you attacking my student because you're afraid the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Engineering Academy might win the championship?"

"Duke Jing, Xiao Yan murdered my son. Shouldn't I have the right to apprehend him?" Dai Hao's voice was filled with anger but also a hint of apprehension.

Jing Hongchen patted Xiao Yan's shoulder reassuringly before addressing Dai Hao:

"Xiao Yan, step back. Leave this matter to me."

Turning toward the Star Luo Emperor seated in the royal stands, Jing Hongchen bowed slightly and spoke in a calm yet firm tone:

"Your Majesty, the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Tournament is ongoing. Any private matters should be resolved after the competition. Would you not agree?"

"If the Duke insists on acting now, it could jeopardize the relationship between the Sun and Moon Empire and the Star Luo Empire. Should anything happen to Xiao Yan, I assure you, the Mingde Hall will not stand idly by. And if I perish here today, it would mean war between our empires!"

The Emperor's expression shifted as Jing Hongchen's words sunk in. The prospect of war was too costly. He knew that with the Sun and Moon Empire's superior military, the Star Luo Empire would stand little chance without the support of the other two nations.

Reluctantly, the Emperor spoke:

"Duke Dai, as it is tournament season, we must tread carefully to avoid giving others cause for criticism. Why not resolve this matter after the tournament concludes?"

Dai Hao clenched his fists, his gaze cold as he stared at Xiao Yan. After a long pause, he gritted his teeth and said, "Fine. I'll wait."

He turned on his heel, leading his guards away from the plaza.

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Later that evening, Xiao Yan sat cross-legged on his bed, meditating to recover his Dou Qi. Though he had defeated three opponents in the tournament with ease, the battles had taken their toll.

As he finished his meditation, the moonlight bathed his room in silver. Xiao Yan frowned slightly as he muttered:

"Who would've thought Dai Hao would show up now? I was planning to head to the Star Dou Forest after this match… but if I leave now, he'll surely cause trouble for the Sun and Moon Academy."

A sudden knock interrupted his thoughts.

"Who is it?" Jing Hongchen's voice sounded wary.

"Good evening," a pleasant female voice replied. "I'm an attendant from the Starlight Auction House. I've brought invitations to tonight's elite auction, as you requested earlier."

Jing Hongchen opened the door, revealing a poised woman in a black gown. She placed several invitations on the table with a smile before excusing herself.

Looking through the invitation, Jing Hongchen's eyes lit up. "This is indeed a high-level auction. Xiao Yan, would you like to come with me?"

"Sure," Xiao Yan replied with a nod.

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Arriving at the Starlight Auction House, they were unexpectedly stopped by two men. Both were ordinary-looking but possessed distinct physiques—one had an unusually large right arm, while the other had a disproportionately large head.

The man with the oversized arm spoke in a deep, resonant voice:

"You may pass, Elder Jing. But this young man must stay. We need to have a word with him."

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