Outwitting

At that moment, the Old Man grabbed the waiter by the neck, his voice icy cold.

"Tell me, who sent you?"

The waiter was terrified and hurriedly said, "N-No one. I just saw that you looked a little tired, sir, and wanted to let you rest. No one instructed me."

"I'll ask one more time. Who instructed you?"

The Clear Sky Sect was still a reclusive sect, and it differed from the outside world. Danger lurked everywhere, so he had no choice but to stay on guard.

Especially against those people from Spirit Hall.

If anything happened to the young master, not only would he suffer, but even his family would be implicated.

"My lord, I really wasn't lying."

Seeing the waiter on the verge of tears, the Old Man frowned. Judging by his expression, he did not seem to be lying.

Had I been too vigilant?

"You'd better not be. Get out!"

The waiter fled in fright. He did not dare say another word.

In the distance, Liu Yi clenched his fists. He had not expected the old bastard to be so difficult to deal with. It seemed he would have to use some trump cards.

Ten more minutes passed before a young and beautiful middle-aged woman approached, seemingly by accident brushing against the Old Man's shoulder.

The Black-Clothed Old Man raised his brows. Watching the voluptuous woman leave his side, his heart wavered somewhat.

During his days in the Clear Sky Sect, let alone women, he had not even seen a sow. That was why the young master had gone looking for women the moment he arrived in Suotuo City.

"Oh~ I'm sorry, sir. I bumped into you."

The Old Man's tone softened slightly. "I-It's fine. Be more careful next time."

"Sir, since we're so fated, why don't we go talk in a room?"

The Black-Clothed Old Man was clearly conflicted. Hearing the sounds coming from the rooms, his blood began to stir.

"Come on~" The woman took the Black-Clothed Old Man's large hand and led him toward a room.

The Black-Clothed Old Man finally lowered his guard. Gritting his teeth, he followed the woman into the room.

Seeing this, Liu Yi's heart leaped with joy. The opportunity had come.

Without anyone noticing, Liu Yi had already arrived outside Tang Shuang's room.

Quietly, he entered the room.

Tang Shuang was still sitting upright, unaware that death was slowly closing in.

At that moment, the woman beside Tang Shuang suddenly collapsed for no reason, leaving him puzzled.

"Hey, what are you doing? Playing dead?"

At that exact moment, Liu Yi stepped in from behind the door curtain. Tang Shuang froze. Someone had actually entered his room without making a sound.

"Who are you?"

"Someone here to take your life."

"Mo Li!"

Tang Shuang immediately tried to shout, but how could Liu Yi give him that chance? He grabbed Tang Shuang by the neck, leaving him unable to cry out at all.

"Don't waste your strength. You can't call out."

"Y-You... who are you? Why do you want to kill me? As long as you let me go, I'm willing to pay a million Gold Soul Coins."

Although the Clear Sky Sect had gone into seclusion, he could still afford a million Gold Soul Coins.

Liu Yi was currently wearing a mask, and the mask could conceal his aura. It was only natural that Tang Shuang did not recognize him.

"Hmph. You're at death's door and still talking tough. Die!"

"No!"

Tang Shuang's eyes widened, but he no longer had any chance. Liu Yi's hand had completely crushed his neck.

Looking at the dead Tang Shuang, Liu Yi snorted coldly. "Don't worry. One day, the Clear Sky Sect will join you."

With a swift slash, Tang Shuang's head was brutally severed. Even in death, he was not left an intact corpse.

After glancing at the woman on the bed, Liu Yi turned and flew out through the window.

Meanwhile, the Black-Clothed Old Man was still enjoying himself, completely unaware that his young master had already gone to the grave.

After settling everything, Liu Yi returned to the hotel and continued sleeping, as though nothing had happened.

Early the next morning.

Mo Li emerged from his room, checked the time, and knocked on the door.

"Young Master, it's time to leave."

Mo Li frowned and raised his voice. "Young Master!"

Only then did he realize something was wrong. He kicked the door open, and a pungent stench of blood rushed at him.

Mo Li panicked. When he saw his young master's severed corpse, his legs began to tremble. With a thud, he dropped to his knees.

"Y-Young Master!"

Mo Li still could not believe it was real. After slapping himself several times, he finally collapsed to the floor.

"It's over. This time, it's really over..."

The hotel had also learned that someone had been assassinated and hurriedly contacted Suotuo City's guard force. However, after seeing the scene and concluding that it was a murder, they hastily left.

Two more days passed.

Mo Li was tightly bound. Beside him, several Old Men had deeply furrowed brows, and their auras erupted at once.

"Outrageous! Investigate!"

The entire room was filled with furious roars.

On the road to the Heaven Dou Empire, Liu Yi sneezed.

"Achoo~"

"What's wrong? Did you catch a cold?" Ning Rongrong asked worriedly.

"No. Someone's probably thinking about me."

Ning Rongrong rolled her eyes at Liu Yi. "You flirt. Who would be thinking about you?"

Liu Yi chuckled. Plenty of people were thinking about him.

Wasn't there one right beside him?

"I wonder what the headmaster was thinking this time, wanting us to join Heaven Dou Royal Academy."

"Then we'll join. I have a team there too. I wonder how those kids have been doing."

Ning Rongrong scratched her head. "A team? What team?"

"Of course, the one I created at Heaven Dou Royal Academy. Its members included..."

"Yang Tianlong, sixteen years old. Martial Soul: Soul Breaking Spear. Level thirty-five assault-type Battle Soul Master."

"Qi Luo, fifteen years old. Martial Soul: Ghost Shadow Spider Emperor. Level thirty-three control-type Battle Soul Elder."

"Ling Feng, fifteen years old. Martial Soul: Golden Winged Roc. Level thirty-three agility-type Battle Soul Elder."

"Niu Hao, sixteen years old. Martial Soul: Black Bull. Level thirty-two defense-type Soul Master."

"Niu Hao, sixteen years old. Martial Soul: Black Bull. Level thirty-two defense-type Soul Master."

"Long Yin, sixteen years old. Martial Soul: Silver Horned Demon Dragon. Level thirty-five assault-type Battle Soul Elder."

"Lin Mengyao, fifteen years old. Martial Soul: Time Staff. Level thirty-five support-type Soul Elder."

"Those were their levels when I left, and their soul rings were all optimally configured. Their Martial Soul grades might not have been as strong as the Royal Fight Team's, but they weren't far behind."

Ning Rongrong's face was filled with shock. Was Heaven Dou Royal Academy really that strong?

Flender and the others exchanged glances, also finding it difficult to believe. In their understanding, Heaven Dou Royal Academy was an academy for nobles, and its students were all weak and fragile, with no real combat ability.

Now that Liu Yi had said this, they truly had to take another look at Heaven Dou Royal Academy.