area51novel Chapter 233 Yuhao's "Nightmare"
Chapter 233 Yuhao's "Nightmare"
Chapter 233 Yuhao's "Nightmare"
Huo Yuhao still couldn't escape his fate. He was escorted by everyone and eventually taken to his bedroom. Despite this, his heart was filled with helplessness and exhaustion, yet he was powerless to resist the arrangements of fate.
Fortunately, Ah Yin found peace and fell asleep in Gu Yuena's arms. Gu Yuena had also been eating well these past few days and seemed exceptionally content.
So she didn't participate in tonight's events, but instead took Ah Yin back with her.
As for the sisters Shui Bing'er and Shui Yue'er, although they had deep feelings for Huo Yuhao, they ultimately did not take that final step.
The atmosphere around them made them feel a little awkward and embarrassed, so they decided not to huddle with others and instead quietly returned to their rooms to practice their soul skills.
Although Zhu Qing had already taken that final step with Huo Yuhao, she was naturally introverted and thin-skinned.
On such a night, she chose to go back to rest. She also carefully brought Xiao Zhi back with her, not wanting the little one to be negatively affected by the atmosphere.
Although Xiao Zhi was eager to participate in today's game, Zhu Zhuqing insisted on taking him back inside, citing that it was not suitable for children.
In the end, only Bibi Dong, Hu Liena, Qiu'er, Ning Rongrong, Bai Chenxiang, and Dugu Yan remained.
Although only these six people remain, they are all heavyweights.
Bibi Dong goes without saying; she's a domineering queen, and Huo Yuhao hasn't been back for half a month this time, so there's no way he could back out.
Hu Liena can be described as both incompetent and playful. To put it simply, even after Huo Yuhao had finished his cigarette, Hu Liena was still smoking. Although she never quite grasped the difference in their strength, her enthusiasm and persistence always made her unconsciously move closer, wanting to find out for herself.
Qiu'er, this woman who holds the title of Empress, is equally domineering. She will not yield an inch because of anyone's presence.
Bai Chenxiang was still a young cook. She didn't know much about Huo Yuhao's strength, but her fearless courage made her undaunted in the face of any difficulties.
Dugu Yan, this little snake is alluring to the core.
As for Ning Rongrong, this young lady is even more playful and will not give up any opportunity to play.
However, when the six of them brought Huo Yuhao back to the house, they sat together, staring at each other, seemingly pondering the same question: what were they going to do tonight?
Fortunately, Hu Liena eventually took out her cards. Although she had lost everything the last time she played cards, her addiction to the game remained undiminished. Inspired by her, the group started playing cards again.
However, on this seemingly ordinary night, Huo Yuhao unexpectedly became the focus of everyone's attention.
They seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding beforehand, and each of them was prepared to give Huo Yuhao a "surprise".
Huo Yuhao had no idea that this card game would turn into a "battle" against him. He was surprised to find that these people's card skills had improved significantly without him even realizing it, which surprised and caught him off guard.
As the game progressed, the initially relaxed and pleasant atmosphere gradually became tense. What was originally a simple card game has now evolved into a unique "uniform show".
Every time Huo Yuhao loses a round, he loses a piece of clothing, but at the same time, he is forced to put on a new one. This change completely alters the nature of the game.
The other girls seemed very excited about the new rule, and they all took out their prepared outfits, ready to give Huo Yuhao a "brand new" image.
Bibi Dong was the first to act. With a sly smile, she took out a pair of white stockings, finally fulfilling her wish to dress Huo Yuhao in white stockings.
Not to be outdone, Dugu Yan took out a dress with delicate lace trim and carefully helped Huo Yuhao put it on. The lace trim made Huo Yuhao look both playful and somewhat charming.
Ning Rongrong then took out her makeup box and began to meticulously groom Huo Yuhao. First, she applied a layer of pink lipstick, and then carefully applied eyeshadow. Under Ning Rongrong's skillful hands, Huo Yuhao's face became exceptionally refined, almost like that of a stunning beauty. His eyes sparkled with a captivating light, and the bright red of his lips added a touch of allure.
The atmosphere in the room became both joyful and somewhat chaotic. The laughter of his friends and Huo Yuhao's protests mingled together, creating a unique harmony.
Of course, both sides ultimately restrained their impulses and avoided violence.
He might be able to handle a one-on-one fight, but he knew in his heart that he was no match for a group fight; his body and mind could not withstand such violence.
Although the two sides didn't actually fight in the end, Huo Yuhao felt physically and mentally exhausted from the experience that night. He was caught up in a chaotic argument, and although he didn't directly participate in the fight, the tense atmosphere and constant bickering had left him feeling completely drained.
For the entire night, Huo Yuhao felt as if he were trapped in an inescapable nightmare. He endured all sorts of torment, torment that would be unimaginable for an ordinary person.
As the night passed and the first rays of dawn pierced through the curtains, Huo Yuhao was so exhausted that he could barely stand.
He didn't know how he got through the night; he just felt completely drained of energy.
He lay there, like a soulless shell, and it was unknown how long it would take for him to recover.
The next day, Huo Yuhao finally struggled to get out of bed, feeling as if he had just survived a life-or-death battle. His body was in excruciating pain, and his mind was hazy, as if he might collapse again at any moment. He needed time, he needed rest, and he needed to slowly recover from this unexpected disaster.
Huo Yuhao sighed inwardly, thinking that when women get shameless, they can sometimes be even more terrifying than men. Their methods are more subtle, more unpredictable, and harder to guard against.
Three days passed as scheduled, and Huo Yuhao finally emerged from the chaos. He began preparing for the upcoming victory celebration banquet, knowing that this day would be of great significance to him.
To prepare for today's celebration banquet, Huo Yuhao had already brought himself to peak condition. He carefully selected a suitable outfit, combed his hair, and made himself look refreshed. He took a deep breath, trying to completely forget the unpleasantness from before and fully immerse himself in this important occasion.
This was the largest celebration banquet in the history of the Spirit Hall.
In the long history of the Spirit Hall, there has never been such a grand celebration.
This celebration banquet was not only to celebrate Huo Yuhao's brilliant achievements, but also to showcase the glory and power of the Spirit Hall.
Since Huo Yuhao's duel with Qian Daoliu, the entire Spirit Hall has been shaken. In that duel, Huo Yuhao displayed astonishing strength, making everyone realize that his power had reached an unprecedented level.
Therefore, they were not afraid at all to expose Huo Yuhao to the public eye. Huo Yuhao's fame had already spread throughout the entire continent.
The Spirit Hall decided to use this victory banquet as a stage to showcase Huo Yuhao's strength, and at the same time, to declare to the world that the Spirit Hall is still the most powerful force on the continent, without exception.
The location was chosen directly on the Spirit Hall's Grand Plaza. As early as 5 a.m., all the chefs at the martial arts shop were busy preparing for today's celebration banquet. The Spirit Hall Grand Plaza is one of the most magnificent venues within the Spirit Hall, capable of accommodating thousands of people. For this celebration, the chefs began preparations at dawn, ensuring that every dish was meticulously prepared and every ingredient was carefully selected. From roasted meats to desserts, from cold dishes to hot dishes, everything had to meet the Spirit Hall's standards to showcase its luxury and prestige.
To ensure the success of today's celebration banquet, Qian Daoliu deliberately used the power of angels to adjust the weather well in advance. He stood at the highest point of the Spirit Hall, closed his eyes, and slowly spread his hands, with the power of angels gathering in his palms.
With his will, the clouds in the sky began to disperse, and sunlight bathed the entire Spirit Hall. He ensured that the weather would be cloudless all day, without a single drop of rain. Such weather undoubtedly added a festive and peaceful touch to the celebration.
Huo Yuhao was dressed quite strikingly today, wearing a long robe and holding a scepter symbolizing his status as a holy son.
His robe was made of the finest silk, embroidered with exquisite patterns, every stitch revealing the craftsman's ingenuity. The robe's color was a deep blue, symbolizing his unfathomable power.
Against the backdrop of his long robes, the scepter in his hand appeared even more solemn and sacred. Inlaid with various gems, the scepter emitted a soft glow, a symbol of his status as a holy son and a mark of his power. Standing there, Huo Yuhao resembled a deity descended from the heavens, majestic and inviolable.
Today, Qian Daoliu's face radiated undisguised pride and satisfaction, even though he had distanced himself from the turmoil of the world and no longer directly participated in its trivialities. However, for Huo Yuhao, the situation was quite different.
Huo Yuhao was not only his grandson whom he had raised himself, but also his granddaughter's husband. Therefore, Qian Daoliu attached great importance to this banquet.
Huo Yuhao grew up under Qian Daoliu's protection from a young age, and every step of his growth was imbued with Qian Daoliu's hard work and expectations. Qian Daoliu's love for Huo Yuhao far exceeded the feelings of an ordinary grandfather for his grandson; he regarded Huo Yuhao as the pride of the family and the hope for the future.
Therefore, today Qian Daoliu's mood is like the warm spring sun, full of anticipation and joy.
Although Qian Daoliu's majesty and power were already deeply ingrained in people's minds, and he could exude an aura of authority without needing to dress up, today he chose to attend in full regalia, as if he wanted to appear before everyone in his most perfect form.
He wore a magnificent white-gold robe, embroidered with exquisite patterns that shimmered with a dazzling luster, highlighting his noble status and position. Every movement he made seemed to silently proclaim that he was the undisputed invincible ruler of this world.
At the same time, Bibi Dong was not to be outdone; she would never allow herself to be outshone by the old man Qian Daoliu in any situation. She wore a familiar purple-gold robe, inlaid with countless gems that shimmered with a mysterious and noble light. In her hand, she tightly gripped the papal scepter, a symbol of supreme power, with a huge gem set at its top, radiating a gentle yet powerful force.
Bibi Dong wore a majestic crown, studded with countless tiny gems, each one like the brightest star in the night sky. Her hair was skillfully styled in an updo, blending perfectly with the crown, making her appear both dignified and elegant. On her feet were a pair of crystal shoes, also studded with countless tiny gems, shimmering with captivating brilliance.
Through those crystal shoes, one could even vaguely see Bibi Dong's fair and pinkish toes, adding a touch of mysterious and alluring charm.
Every detail about Bibi Dong revealed how much she valued this banquet and how meticulously she crafted her image.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was also invited to this grand celebration banquet.
Sect Master Ning Fengzhi, dressed in a magnificent sect robe, stood out conspicuously. His face was like a finely carved jade, with a rosy complexion and an air of extraordinary nobility. Although he always wore a refined smile, that smile also revealed an unassailable majesty, making him someone not to be underestimated.
Standing behind Ning Fengzhi was the Sword Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. He had his hands behind his back, and his eyes were piercing, as if he could see through everything.
The entire plaza was teeming with people, numbering at least several thousand. These Soul Masters from all directions had come to celebrate the Spirit Hall's recent major victory. Some stood, some sat, their faces beaming with excitement and anticipation.
As the hosts of this banquet, the elders and retainers of the Spirit Hall naturally enjoyed the highest honors. They all sat on a high platform, looking down upon the crowd in the square. Ning Fengzhi, as a distinguished guest, was naturally seated in the center, a position that not only represented his personal prestige but also symbolized the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's status on the Douluo Continent.
Once all the guests had found their seats and were seated, the celebration banquet officially began.
Bibi Dong slowly walked up to the platform, holding her scepter. She glanced at the Soul Masters below and then parted her lips slightly.
When Bibi Dong's voice rang out, everyone present instantly stopped talking and all eyes fell on her.
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