Bibi Dong: Kill My Disciple? I'll Scatter Your Father's Ashes [4000]

"Running..."

"Is this what Shrek Academy teaches?"

Beside her, Ning Rongrong wore a thoughtful expression, doubts swirling in her mind. She had calculated every possibility, but she had never expected the academy to assign her running.

"Still, what the dean said sounded convincing enough. He probably wasn't fooling me, so I might as well run."

She soon muttered to herself.

With cultivation above level twenty, she was not slow. After leaving the village entrance, she began running as the lesson required.

But the route was much longer than she had expected. The village covered a considerable area, and a single lap around it was three kilometers.

To finish twenty laps with the cultivation of a Soul Grandmaster, she would probably need until evening, or even later.

The first lap, the second lap, the third lap...

As the morning wore on, the first few laps went smoothly. But by the eighth, she had used up more than half her Soul Power and no longer wanted to keep doing something so tedious. She had lost interest.

Running like this was so boring!

What kind of lesson is this? Do Shrek's Support System Soul Masters just run day after day? Ning Rongrong couldn't help wondering. After her tenth lap, she saw that it was already noon and stopped. Instead of continuing, she returned to the academy.

There was still plenty of time, so resting for a while wouldn't hurt.

"..."

"Hmph!"

At the academy, Flender watched Ning Rongrong return without coming back out and snorted coldly. So much for the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. In his eyes, that was all she amounted to!

"Ning Fengzhi, even if your men hadn't told me, I wouldn't have given your daughter special treatment. Now that she's come to my Shrek, she'll follow my arrangements!"

Flender snorted. Under his watch, all students were treated equally!

"..."

Meanwhile, far away in Spirit City.

"Second Worship, why have you come to my Pope's Palace instead of protecting Wulin? And what are you carrying?"

Inside the Pope's Palace, Bibi Dong looked at Golden Crocodile Douluo, who had just appeared, and couldn't help asking, a puzzled look on her face.

He had returned now, but what about Wulin? Could he really be left without a guardian while he was out gaining experience?

"Rest assured, Pope, I'll be back soon. But before that, why don't you take a look at this?"

"Wulin had me bring him back."

Golden Crocodile Douluo pulled the unconscious man from the sack and tossed him onto the floor of the hall.

"This is..."

"Clear Sky Douluo, Tang Hao?"

Bibi Dong frowned slightly. She had barely managed to identify him from his face, and she spoke with surprise.

This man, who didn't even have two arms...

Was Clear Sky Douluo?

Beside her, Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo stared wide-eyed. The man whose Soul Power had been sealed and who lay unconscious on the floor like a dog was actually Tang Hao, the man they feared!

"Yes. Wulin told me about him. This is the fellow he was on guard against. They lived in the same village when Wulin was a child, and he even saw his Martial Soul and Soul Rings..."

"I just never imagined it would be Tang Hao."

Golden Crocodile Douluo answered, then slowly recounted what Wulin had told him, full of emotion.

"..."

"What a Clear Sky Sect, and what a Clear Sky Douluo, Tang Hao! He wouldn't even spare a twelve-year-old child!"

Bibi Dong remained silent for a long time, her face utterly cold.

A level 95 Titled Douluo, a Titled Douluo with a top-tier Martial Soul and a top-tier set of Soul Rings, had the nerve to attack a Soul Ancestor. Was this what a powerhouse was?

Fortunately, although Wulin hadn't known Tang Hao's cultivation, he had invited Golden Crocodile, the Second Worship. Had it been Ghost and Chrysanthemum, they probably couldn't have done a thing to Tang Hao even if they joined forces, and perhaps...

At the thought that Wulin might really have been killed by him, Bibi Dong's eyes filled with rage. She stared at Tang Hao's maimed body, wishing she could cut him to pieces, her killing intent fully exposed.

"Pope, I understand how you feel."

"But Tang Hao can't die yet. That's what Wulin himself wants too, so don't be rash."

Sensing her violent presence, Golden Crocodile Douluo's eyes flashed with wariness. As expected of a god's inheritor—even with weaker cultivation than his, she was still terrifying.

But he truly hadn't expected the Pope, who was so cold-blooded toward the young lady, to care so much about Wulin.

"I understand."

"I'll make arrangements for Tang Hao!"

Bibi Dong nodded. She naturally understood what he meant. The Clear Sky Sect and Spirit Hall had always been as incompatible as fire and water, and the sect should have been wiped out long ago. But the time had never been right, so the matter had been shelved.

But today, Tang Hao's killing of the Spirit Hall Holy Son had not only led to his capture, it had also given Spirit Hall a legitimate pretext to act. This could be the next move in a great game...

But did even Wulin have such thoughts, to the point of telling her not to be rash? How could he be so well-behaved?

"There's one more thing."

"This time, Tang Hao offended more than just our Spirit Hall. He offended the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect as well."

Golden Crocodile Douluo continued.

"Hm?"

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is involved too?"

Bibi Dong was taken aback. Neither Tang Hao nor Wulin had the slightest connection to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

"Yes. Tang Hao mistook the guards secretly watching over Ning Rongrong for our Spirit Hall's people and gave them a beating."

"..."

Bibi Dong fell silent at once.

Tang Hao really did have a remarkably pigheaded brain. Offending Spirit Hall had already given it a legitimate reason to wipe the Clear Sky Sect off the map, and now he had offended the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect too.

"There's nothing else after that, is there?"

"Then I'll have to ask you to go back to protecting Wulin, Second Worship."

Bibi Dong came back to her senses and asked.

"..."

"Of course. It's what this old man should do."

Golden Crocodile Douluo chuckled, but grumbled inwardly. Seeing how attentive the Pope was, she really did treat Wulin like a treasure!

As he thought this, his figure flashed and vanished.

"I really want to go wipe out the Clear Sky Sect right now..."

After Golden Crocodile Douluo left, Bibi Dong's killing intent was fully exposed, making Chrysanthemum and Ghost tremble beside her.

If she hadn't needed to put the bigger picture first, and if she hadn't still been undergoing her inheritance, she would have set out at once and razed the Clear Sky Sect to the ground!

You tried to kill my disciple, to do away with my little Wulin, did you? I'll scatter your dead father's ashes!

As she thought this, Bibi Dong's gaze fell on Tang Hao, cold light flashing in her eyes.

"Yue Guan, make arrangements for Tang Hao."

"I want him to suffer a fate worse than death. You understand, don't you?"

Her eyes were full of coldness as she spoke bluntly.

"Yes, Your Holiness!"

"..."

Meanwhile, far away at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

"Reporting to the sect master, the young lady has passed Shrek Academy's examination and become a student there."

"The Spirit Hall Holy Son, Tang Wulin, is there as well. He seems to have enrolled at Shrek on a whim, and a powerful Titled Douluo is protecting him in secret."

"He is already a level 45 Soul Ancestor."

In the council hall, a refined, easygoing man sat in the seat of honor, listening to his subordinate's report. He was none other than Ning Fengzhi, master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

"Oh?"

"The Spirit Hall Holy Son, Tang Wulin, is there too!"

"He's already a Four-Ring Soul Ancestor!"

Ning Fengzhi was startled, a smile appearing on his face. The young man's talent was rarely seen in the world, and Ning Fengzhi had never expected him to have gone to Suotuo City as well.

If Rongrong could make friends with him, nothing could be better. Though saying so might sound a little like selling his daughter, the truth was that, of all the geniuses he had ever seen, the young man was the best suited to be his son-in-law.

Of course, he also knew it was impossible. Rongrong's talent and background might not be bad, but compared with his, there was no comparison at all. They were not worthy of him.

"Fengzhi, don't get ahead of yourself."

"Rongrong and the Son of the Spirit Hall have only just met."

Beside him, a travel-worn, white-haired old man saw through his thoughts at a glance and couldn't help speaking.

"You're right, Uncle Jian."

"In that case, you may withdraw. You and your brother are to keep watching Rongrong's movements. Unless she encounters danger, do not show yourselves."

Ning Fengzhi came back to his senses, looked toward Xing Ergou and spoke slowly.

"No, Sect Master. The young lady was in danger—she nearly suffered a dangerous attack..."

"She almost met an untimely death!"

Xing Ergou gritted his teeth and spoke up.

"?"

"What did you say!"

Ning Fengzhi froze. His smile vanished, and his face darkened.

"In Suotuo City, Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao of the Clear Sky Sect appeared. While my brother and I were secretly guarding the young lady, he suddenly appeared and knocked us both unconscious."

"..."

"The two of us are nobodies. There's no way he was targeting us. His real objective had to be the young lady. He meant to harm her and get rid of her!"

"If that honored Titled Douluo at the Spirit Hall Holy Son's side hadn't appeared, the young lady would already be dead."

Xing Ergou gritted his teeth and revealed everything he knew about what had happened, his eyes full of anger.

"Clear Sky Douluo, Tang Hao!"

At the sound of the name, Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin were both stunned. Hadn't he been missing for years? He had actually appeared now?

"What did you say!!!"

When he learned that Tang Hao had intended to attack his daughter, however, Ning Fengzhi's face instantly turned grim.

His daughter was the flesh of his heart, someone he wished he could cradle in his palm at all times. Yet today, someone had actually tried to harm her?

Beside him, Chen Xin's eyes were also full of killing intent, which soared into the sky. He had watched Rongrong grow up bit by bit. If Clear Sky Douluo wanted to hurt Rongrong, he would fight him to the death!

"Could you have seen wrong? Could it be that the man wasn't Clear Sky Douluo at all?"

Ning Fengzhi looked at him and forced himself to calm down, though his face remained cold. Whether the man was Clear Sky Douluo or not, there was no doubt someone had tried to assassinate his daughter!

He had never doubted that the two brothers would lie to him.

They had a brother more than ten years older than them who had died protecting him. Ning Fengzhi knew better than anyone how loyal the two were, how they had bled and been wounded for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

"The Clear Sky Hammer and a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring! I couldn't have mistaken them. I stake my life on it—there's no possibility I saw those two things wrong."

"When I came to, I saw him fighting Spirit Hall's honored Titled Douluo. He even used his Tool Soul Avatar. Only Clear Sky Douluo could have such an imposing presence!"

Xing Ergou spoke firmly.

"Good! I understand. You may withdraw. From now on, you and your brother are to report any developments to me that same day."

"As you command!"

Once the guard had left, Ning Fengzhi could no longer restrain the coldness on his face. His earlier refinement was nowhere to be seen.

A Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring and the Clear Sky Hammer—Tang Hao was the only one who possessed both. There was no mistaking him.

"But why? Why did Tang Hao want to harm my daughter? Was it the Clear Sky Sect's doing?"

Ning Fengzhi couldn't help gritting his teeth. He turned it over a hundred times in his mind but couldn't understand it, and Chen Xin couldn't make sense of it either.

What was the reason? What had Rongrong done wrong? Or had their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect done something wrong and somehow disrupted the harmony among the Upper Three Sects?

"Could it be because we haven't clashed with Spirit Hall?"

Ning Fengzhi gritted his teeth, anger rising in his eyes as something occurred to him.

Anyone could see that Spirit Hall's power had been surging over the years. With a Holy Son like Tang Wulin in particular, Spirit Hall would only grow stronger and reach its peak in the future.

That momentum could not be stopped. Was it wrong that he was no longer as opposed to Spirit Hall as he had been before?

Did he have to offend Spirit Hall beyond repair like Tang Hao and end up with his sect living in seclusion?

"And why did Tang Hao only try to get rid of Rongrong when the Spirit Hall Holy Son was there...?"

At that moment, Chen Xin's expression tightened, and he couldn't help murmuring. Tang Hao had a grudge against Spirit Hall. Even if he really wanted to eliminate a genius, it should have been the Holy Son!

Unless...

"Diverting the disaster eastward!"

Hearing Sword Douluo's words, Ning Fengzhi understood at once.

The goal was to make him suspect that Spirit Hall had killed Rongrong, causing the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to break with Spirit Hall!

Rongrong was the future hope of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. If things had really gone as the Clear Sky Sect planned, he would certainly have turned against Spirit Hall again after Rongrong's death, cutting off every path of retreat!

No wonder Tang Hao had knocked the two guards out beforehand. So he had intended to frame Spirit Hall from the very beginning!

"The Upper Three Sects agreed to stand united against a common enemy, but your Clear Sky Sect was the first to provoke Spirit Hall, then went straight into seclusion. Never mind how the genius descendant of that old dragon was beaten to shit by Spirit Hall."

"And now you're plotting against me. So this is what the Upper Three Sects are!"

Ning Fengzhi smiled coldly. The bonds of the Upper Three Sects—was this what those damn bonds amounted to?

The Clear Sky Sect ran after causing trouble; the old dragon's family were all useless. His son Yu Xiaogang was a laughingstock to the world, and his grandson had become a stepping stone to the Spirit Hall Holy Son's fame.

Only his Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was doing reasonably well, in assets and every other respect. Rongrong was the first genius in the sect born with level nine Soul Power, and her future was bright.

Yet his Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had nearly fallen victim to the Clear Sky Sect's scheme, and Rongrong had almost been assassinated!

"If this goes on, don't blame my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect for becoming close allies with Spirit Hall."

Ning Fengzhi gritted his teeth and took a deep breath as he spoke. His Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would not swallow this grievance!

The Clear Sky Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan could both stay away!

"..."

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Tang Hao: "You mean it's bad enough that I failed to attack Tang Wulin, but I also damn well offended the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect? When did I ambush your young lady?!"

Guard: "That's right, that's exactly what you did!"