A Misunderstanding in the Carriage

Night falls in Spirit City.

The Pope's Palace was brightly lit.

The atmosphere inside the main hall was somber that it made people involuntarily hold their breath.

Your Highness, five figures lined up in a row.

From left to right, they are Ghost Douluo, Chrysanthemum Douluo, Demon Bear Douluo, Ghost Leopard Douluo, and Ling Yuan Douluo.

Five Titled Douluo stood in a row. Such a lineup was truly terrifying.

On the entire continent, the only force that can openly deploy five Titled Douluos at once is the Spirit Hall.

Bibi Dong's gaze swept across the five people's faces, her eyes filled with an undeniable authority.

"Tang San and his group will leave Spirit City first thing tomorrow morning. The five of you are to ambush them on the way. You must retrieve all four Soul Bones."

Bibi Dong's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an invisible sense of oppression.

She paused, her gaze falling on Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo: "The last ambush failed; I hope this time they won't disappoint me again. The bottom line is that we must retrieve those two Head Soul Bones."

Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo simultaneously lowered their heads and bowed slightly, saying, "Your subordinates obey!"

Bibi Dong nodded, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.

She paused for a moment, as if hesitating about something, but still spoke, "There was one more person. Yu Xiaogang. He was killed too."

The hall fell silent for a moment.

Once, this person was her obsession; he was the only person Bibi Dong ever truly loved in her life.

But now, he is not the same person he used to be.

The unruly Yu Xiaogang is gone; now it's someone Bibi Dong can't accept.

She could accept Yu Xiaogang hating her, but she couldn't accept him becoming like that.

Rather than letting him live in this world and become someone else, let him live on in memories from now on.

Bibi Dong closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Let's go like this."

"Yes, Your His Holiness the Pope!" the five replied in unison.

The five men turned and walked out of the Pope's Palace.

Silence returned to the main hall.

Bibi Dong opened her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and murmured to herself, "Xiaogang, may you be free from suffering in your next life."

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, Shrek Academy packed their bags and prepared to leave Spirit City.

Other colleges that didn't make it to the finals have already left, including Skywater Academy.

Now only the New Divine Wind Team and the Shrek Team remain.

Shui Bing'er didn't leave; she stayed behind, naturally to wait for Tang San.

The group arrived outside the city and joined Xue Qinghe's Royal Knights, then immediately set off.

The convoy traveled north along the official road, heading towards Heaven Dou City.

After walking for a while, Tang San arrived at Qian Renxue's carriage.

Inside the carriage, Qian Renxue was leaning back in her seat, holding a book in her hand, slowly turning the pages.

Seeing Tang San enter, she lifted her eyelids slightly, a faint smile curving her lips, her voice tinged with a hint of teasing. "What, instead of staying in your own little world, what are you doing here?"

Tang San smiled, sat down next to her, leaned closer, and inhaled the faint fragrance emanating from her.

He leaned close to Qian Renxue's ear and whispered, "I just came to talk to you."

Qian Renxue her eyes at him and said, "I don't believe you."

Tang San's expression turned serious as he said, "Xue'er, after you go back, you must cultivate diligently. Don't spend all your time dealing with government affairs and neglect your cultivation."

Then Tang San said some other words of concern and advice.

Qian Renxue put down her book, turned her head to look at him, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes. "Why are you acting so strange today? You're saying all sorts of nonsensical things, all this talk about cultivation and being careful, like you're making your final arrangements."

Tang San smiled and gently patted the back of her hand, "No, I just suddenly wanted to check on you. Is that wrong? You're mine, who else should I care about if not you?"

Qian Renxue snorted, withdrew her gaze, picked up her book again, and a barely perceptible smile curved her lips.

"Glib-tongued."

Tang San looked at her profile.

Although she is now disguised as Xue Qinghe, her noble air remains unchanged.

A complex emotion welled up in Tang San's heart.

"Xue'er."

"Um?"

"No matter what happens in the future, you must remember that you will always be my Fairy Sister."

Qian Renxue's heart skipped a beat, and an inexplicable unease rose from the bottom of her heart.

She felt that Tang San was acting strangely today; his words and actions seemed like a farewell.

"What's wrong with you today?" Qian Renxue turned around to face Tang San, her golden eyes filled with doubt and worry.

Her brows furrowed, and her lips tightened slightly. "All this talk about cultivation and being careful, and now you're saying these mushy things. Is there something you're hiding from me?"

Tang San shook his head and gently pinched her cheek. "No. I just wanted you to know that no matter where I am, I will be thinking of you."

A glint of light flickered in Qian Renxue's golden eyes, as if she were deep in thought.

After a moment, she laughed, a hint of helplessness in her voice. "Alright, alright, it's just another Shui Bing'er. I'm not angry, why say so many mushy things? Do you think I'm that petty? I don't care how many you have, as long as you have me in your heart."

Tang San smiled but offered no explanation.

He knew that Qian Renxue had misunderstood him, thinking that he was talking about Shui Bing'er and was worried that she would be jealous.

But at this moment, Qian Renxue had just defeated Bibi Dong decisively, and was feeling triumphant and full of confidence.

Tang San didn't want to spoil Qian Renxue's mood or ruin her good mood, so he didn't say anything more.

The convoy traveled north along the official road, heading towards Heaven Dou City.

The journey over the past few days has been relatively peaceful.

Tang San has spent most of his time in Qian Renxue's carriage these past few days.

The carriage wasn't large, but it was filled with an air of ambiguity.

Although they can't do that, they both have hands and mouths, so the pretense doesn't affect the touchscreen feel.

Tang San was much more talkative than usual, always finding various topics to chat about with her.

Qian Renxue would sometimes roll her eyes at him impatiently, but a faint smile would remain on her lips.

Every time, she assumed Tang San was "thirsty" again, and would laugh and scold him, "You little rascal!"

Then, blushing, she lowered her head and began to fumble with her words and actions.

Even the harshest environment won't stop the two from deepening their relationship.

In fact, Qian Renxue completely misunderstood Tang San.

But seeing her so enthusiastic, Tang San had no choice but to go along with it.

Finally, she raised her head, made a "gulp," licked her lips, and swallowed all the possible traces that might be exposed.

Day 5.

The convoy left the plains and entered a rolling hilly area.

The official road narrowed, and the hills on both sides became higher and steeper.

Tang San, inside the Shrek carriage, lifted the curtain, surveyed the terrain outside, and his heart leaped into his throat.

This is a natural ambush location.

His agreement with Qian Daoliu was that after the Soul Master Tournament, Qian Daoliu would no longer stop Bibi Dong from killing him.

Bibi Dong was certainly unwilling to lose four top-grade Soul Bones for nothing.

How could she possibly let this go?

Tang San was certain that Bibi Dong would ambush him on the way, and this time it would be even more fierce and dangerous than the last.

He was certain that countless eyes were watching the convoy at that moment.