dkrc Chapter 20 My Surname is Hua
Chapter 20 My Surname is Hua
Chapter 20 My Surname is Hua
The scorching flames swept through, and the collapsed guardhouse was instantly reduced to a fiery ruin.
A figure slowly emerged from the ruins, looking at the silver-haired youth before him with a mocking smile.
You ignorant brat, how dare you appear before me? Let me give you a taste of this high-level fire magic.
"Heavenly Flame Funeral!"
He sent a large cluster of flames into the sky, like a dazzling firework.
When the ball of fire rose to a sufficient height, it exploded with a roar, and then fell like a meteor shower.
The blue-clad security guard controlled the shower of fire meteors, aiming them at Hua Yu's location.
The high-level fire magic has a huge coverage area and amazing destructive power. The blue-robed deacon was confident that after this attack, the boy in front of him would have no chance of survival.
"What a pity. Your perfectly good identity has been exposed because of you. You can't stay in this place anymore." A hint of regret flashed in the blue-clad deacon's eyes. The identity of a security guard, a low-level job, is really useful.
Who would have thought that such a nobody would actually be the blue-robed deacon of the Black Vatican?
"Since you can't stay here any longer, why don't you come with me?"
Just as the blue-robed steward was about to turn and leave, a faint voice came from the flames. A look of shock flashed in his eyes. That kid wasn't dead? How could that be?
As the flames dissipated, Hua Yu's figure slowly appeared. At this moment, apart from the place where he stood, the surrounding area had completely turned into a giant circular crater.
The power of high-level fire magic is indeed exaggerated.
"Surprised? There's nothing to be surprised about, you just missed," Hua Yu said.
"Mistakenly hit? How is that possible?" Hearing Hua Yu's explanation, the blue-robed steward was even more bewildered.
If the silver-haired youth in front of him had some kind of defensive means, he could barely accept it, but to say that he missed the target himself, how could that be? It wasn't like he was a high-level fire mage for the first time.
"Nothing is impossible. Come on, give yourself a slap first," Hua Yu said, snapping his fingers lightly.
As soon as he finished speaking, a bizarre scene unfolded: the blue-robed deacon swiftly raised his right hand and slapped himself hard across the face.
One slap, and his head stopped turning completely.
He actually hit himself; even he didn't know what was going on.
If the blue-clad butler were to observe Hua Yu closely at this moment, he would notice that Hua Yu's eyes had turned transparent.
This is a symbol of Hua Yu's activation of the curse. Back when Yu Ang came to report to this blue-robed steward, he had already cast the curse on him.
Fortunately, the blue-robed deacon in front of him was not very powerful, only slightly more powerful than Hua Yu. With Hua Yu's current cultivation level as a high-level mage, controlling him was not too difficult.
"Telekinesis!"
Hua Yu's fingers twitched slightly, and a well-preserved piece of paper floated out from the ruins and landed in his hand.
Looking at the list on the slip of paper in his hand, Hua Yu glanced at it and saw several names, including Yu Ang's.
After carefully putting the note away, Hua Yu knocked out the still bewildered blue-robed steward and dragged him away.
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Qingtian Hunting Grounds.
Unlike the bright lights and bustling nightlife outside, this old shop had already turned off its lights and closed early.
Suddenly, an old man holding a pipe pushed open the door and came out, looking at the silver-haired youth in front of him.
"Hey kid, what are you doing here so late?"
Hua Yu tossed the blue-robed deacon, who was being dragged on the ground, in front of Old Man Bao and said with a smile, "I heard from Lingling that she has an older sister who is a member of the Inquisition Council. I've come to give her a gift."
"Hmm?" Old Bao looked down with some confusion at the man in the security guard uniform at his feet, not quite understanding Hua Yu's meaning.
Seemingly noticing the confusion in Old Man Bao's eyes, Hua Yu continued to explain, "He is a blue-robed deacon of the Black Vatican, and he also has a list of some members of the Black Vatican who are lurking in Shanghai. Although it's not a complete list, these two gifts are still quite substantial."
As soon as he finished speaking, even the usually calm Old Man Bao showed a hint of seriousness on his face. Although the blue-robed steward was weak in his eyes, he was like a rat, hiding very well.
He tapped his pipe and asked, "Where did you get this guy?"
"I just happened to run into him. Oh right, there was another person on the list named Yu Ang, whom I killed. I hope the Tribunal won't come after me." Hua Yu smiled and tossed the note in his hand to Old Man Bao.
"No, that won't happen. But, are you really going to leave him with an old man like this? Aren't you afraid he'll run away from me after he wakes up?" Old Bao exhaled a puff of smoke, looking at Hua Yu with a half-smile.
"That's none of my business. Anyway, the credit goes to your granddaughter. You, as her grandfather, have run away with it, which has nothing to do with me. Just don't mention me."
A forbidden spell mage let this little minion escape? Is this a joke?
Handing it over to Old Man Bao was a decision Hua Yu made after much deliberation.
There's no need to bother my father with such a trivial matter so late at night. As for Dean Xiao, forget it even more; he's more like an old man who doesn't get involved in anything.
After handing the people and belongings over to Old Man Bao, Hua Yu turned and left. As for whether the subsequent trial could deal with those small fry hiding in Shanghai, he didn't need to worry about it.
"Boy, who exactly are you?" Old Bao asked, looking at Hua Yu's retreating figure.
He would secretly investigate the hunters in his hunting lodge to see what kind of person they were.
Mo Fan, who came with him, had a simple background—a matter of a single page, from Bo City, and was completely innocent. But this kid named Hua Yu, even he couldn't find any useful information about him.
It was as if it appeared out of thin air.
The information only states that he is currently studying at Mingzhu Academy, but it is unclear where he went to high school.
He used all his connections, but in the end he only found a train ticket from when he came to Shanghai, and the departure point was listed as Guangzhou.
Hua Yu didn't turn around. He didn't want to explain anything. He waved his hand and simply said a piece of information that didn't need any investigation.
"My surname is Hua!"
The city of demons, its surname is Hua.
Old Bao's eyes suddenly narrowed.
Sometimes, just a surname is enough!
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On this day, the assessment for the main campus arrived as scheduled.
Dean Xiao stood on the stage and made a statement that was inconsistent with his image.
The students at the Qing Campus were somewhat unsettled by the sudden transformation of the kind-hearted old man into a ruthless training officer who disregarded everything.
Is the assessment at the main campus really that brutal?
"Students whose cultivation level has not reached the intermediate stage, please leave on your own. You are not yet qualified to participate in the main campus's assessment."
These words completely crushed the pitiful pride of the weak. Even though there was a lot of resentment below, no one dared to refute Dean Xiao's words.
Some of the older students who had experienced it have already moved on and left.
Each of them wore a look of humiliation and resentment.
However, Hua Yu showed them no sympathy.
In this world, weakness is the original sin!
(End of this chapter)