Foreseeing the Future?

Royal Fighting Team's lounge.

"I'd say, you really hit hard, kid!" Yu Tianheng sat in a chair, looking rather displeased at Ye Han.

Ye Han merely shrugged. "Weak is weak. Besides, don't you have Ye Lingling? Couldn't Nine Heart Begonia just patch you up?"

At that, Yu Tianheng remembered something and asked in confusion, "Why was Ye Lingling your immediate target? Where did you get your intelligence? To be safe, neither Osler nor Ye Lingling even summoned their Martial Souls!"

As soon as Yu Tianheng finished speaking, everyone on the Royal Fighting Team looked at Ye Han. Ye Lingling in particular stared at him without blinking.

"Uh... who knows? Maybe I could tell Ye Lingling's level was relatively low," Ye Han said. He truly had no good answer for Yu Tianheng's question.

Ye Lingling spoke coolly, "Throughout the entire Soul Fighting match, I never even circulated my Soul Power. How did you know mine was the lowest?"

Looking at Ye Lingling's probing expression, Ye Han genuinely did not know what to say. Was he supposed to tell her that the original story said she was only level thirty-five, and that he also knew how formidable Nine Heart Begonia was?

Forget it. Even if he said it, she might not believe him. She might even think he was messing with her.

"Oh, that? It's nothing. Just an ability that comes with my Martial Soul," Ye Han said casually.

Anyway, his Martial Soul was Gate of Babylon. No one else knew anything about it, so couldn't he claim it had whatever abilities he wanted?

"Ye Han, come with me for a moment." After hesitating for a while, Yu Tianheng decided he had to clear up the doubts in his heart. Otherwise, they would keep pricking at him like a thorn.

Ye Han was rather curious to see Yu Tianheng hesitating like that, so he followed him into another private room.

"What is it? So you lost. It wasn't your first time losing, was it? Do you really need to brood over it this much?" Ye Han asked with a smile as he watched Yu Tianheng struggle to speak.

After pondering for a long time, Yu Tianheng looked at Ye Han with utmost seriousness. "I want to know why you were so certain that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would be destroyed."

Ye Han froze. "I was just talking nonsense. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is so huge. How could it possibly be destroyed?"

Yet Yu Tianheng did not believe him at all. He continued staring intently at Ye Han. "Tell me the truth, Ye Han. Can your Martial Soul foresee the future?"

"How could that be possible? If I could foresee the future, wouldn't I be invincible?" Ye Han had never expected Yu Tianheng to ask that.

"If you can't foresee the future, how did you know we would come to Soto City Great Spirit Arena?" Facing Yu Tianheng's near-obsession, Ye Han knew that no matter how he explained himself now, Yu Tianheng would not believe him.

In this situation, he needed to find out Yu Tianheng's true purpose. "So what if I can foresee the future?"

Yu Tianheng's pupils contracted. "I want to know who destroyed the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. I don't know why, but ever since you mentioned it last time, I've had this terrible feeling. If even the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was destroyed, how could the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan possibly survive?"

Ye Han was startled inwardly and gave Yu Tianheng a discreet glance. He had heard that women had accurate sixth senses, but he had not expected men's to be this accurate too.

Ye Han rubbed his chin, considering whether he should tell Yu Tianheng about this—and what benefit he could gain by doing so.

It was not that Ye Han lacked loyalty. His relationship with Yu Tianheng simply had not reached that point.

"Could it be that the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan took part in the battle to destroy them?" Ye Han asked tentatively.

Yu Tianheng answered with certainty, "Impossible! To be honest, as long as my grandfather, Yu Yuanzhen, is in command of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, we could only die in battle. We would never betray our allies! Nor would we conspire with others to do such a thing!"

"I really can't say much about this, but the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan will indeed be destroyed in the future—and even more tragically than the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. But no matter how you prepare, you won't be able to escape that outcome!"

Ye Han's words filled Yu Tianheng with despair. Right now, he truly wished Ye Han did not have the ability to foresee the future. But there were some things one would rather believe than dismiss.

"Is there really no way at all?" Yu Tianheng asked dejectedly.

Ye Han merely smiled faintly. "There is a way. It's just that some matters aren't yours to decide. The same offer as before: how about a promise?"

Yu Tianheng froze upon hearing those words.

Ye Han ignored his reaction and continued, "After all, some things haven't happened yet, and no one knows what the future will bring. So let's take a gamble. If the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan truly faces destruction, I'll save your lives!"

Yu Tianheng felt hope return at those words, but he was not foolish enough to think Ye Han wanted nothing in return. "What's the price?"

"The entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

Ye Han's words made Yu Tianheng's pupils shrink. He could scarcely believe it. It might have been the funniest joke he had heard all year, but Yu Tianheng could not laugh at all.

"You can go back and discuss it with your grandfather. Perhaps if he knows his clan is in danger, he'll have a solution. Then there would naturally be no need for me to act, right?"

Ye Han was quite confident in Spirit Hall when it came to the destruction of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had two Titled Douluo and Tang San's Hidden Weapons, yet only one-third of them survived.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, on the other hand, had been wiped out without any preparation. Apart from a very few exceptions, not a single one remained. The original story did not describe their destruction in detail.

But Ye Han believed that if Yu Yuanzhen had been willing to abandon the clan and pay a certain price, he would have had a chance to escape. Yet he had still died in that battle.

That proved Yu Yuanzhen's pride would never allow him to become a deserter. Therefore, Ye Han did not expect Yu Tianheng's words to make Yu Yuanzhen truly believe him. Still, Yu Yuanzhen had to take the lives of his entire clan into consideration.

"I understand. I'll speak to my grandfather about this and give you an answer afterward," Yu Tianheng said solemnly.

Ye Han nodded, turned, and headed out. Then he said with a smile, "Watch out for Shrek."

Yu Tianheng paused. The words "watch out for Shrek" carried far more weight coming from Ye Han than they would have coming from Qin Ming. "Got it!"

Once their conversation ended, no one else learned of it, and Ye Han returned to his own lounge.

Soon, the afternoon's Soul Fighting matches began.

With Ye Han's warning, Yu Tianheng was more focused than ever before.

Having lost to Ye Han and the others, the Royal Fighting Team took this Soul Fighting match extremely seriously. Every one of them went all out.

Faced with such a broad gap in levels, the Shrek Seven Devils truly struggled to hold their ground.

But as the Soul Fighting match continued, Ye Han had to admit that the Grandmaster was shrewd indeed. They fought head-on in the early stage, then had Tang San use the Eight Spider Lances in the middle stage to eliminate Ye Lingling.

After that, the others launched desperate attacks, and in the end, Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing won with their Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

Ye Han could not help sighing at the plot's powerful force of correction. Even though Yu Tianheng and Dugu Yan were already Soul Ancestors, and even though Yu Tianheng had not underestimated his opponents from the start—

The process was different, but the outcome was the same.

Having lost another Soul Fighting match, the entire Royal Fighting Team was in low spirits. Qin Ming, however, was extremely excited and directly led his students to Shrek's lounge.

"Dean Flender, Teacher Zhao Wuji, it has been a long time!" Qin Ming greeted them respectfully the moment he entered.

"Hahaha! It's been so long since I've seen you, kid, and you're already a Soul Emperor! The younger generation is truly formidable!" Zhao Wuji was delighted to see Qin Ming as well.

Shrek had never had many students, and after graduation they had scattered across the land. Qin Ming's sudden appearance naturally came as a pleasant surprise.

"Hehe! It's all thanks to Teacher Zhao's excellent teaching back then!"

After the two exchanged a round of compliments, Qin Ming was introduced to the Grandmaster by Flender.

"As expected of the Grandmaster who has written so many works. My students did not lose unfairly this time," Qin Ming said with a smile.

"My students are quite good, aren't they?" the Grandmaster suddenly asked.

Qin Ming paused, then smiled. "Of course. They're all still very young, yet they have achieved so much. Their talent speaks for itself!"

"Then how about bringing them into Heaven Dou Royal Academy?" The Grandmaster's words abruptly silenced the entire room.

Bang!

Flender slammed his palm onto the table and roared, "I refuse!"

The Grandmaster completely ignored the furious Flender and instead looked at Qin Ming. Qin Ming glanced at Flender before cautiously saying, "It would naturally be good if they could join, but Shrek is Dean Flender's life's work!"

"That's right, Xiaogang. Shrek is my life's work!"

The Grandmaster seemed to have expected Flender to say that. He merely replied calmly, "Can you give these Little Monsters the best training? Can Shrek afford Mimetic Training? How will you complete the third stage of training? Do you have qualifications to enter the Advanced Soul Master Competition?"

The Grandmaster's soul-piercing questions left Flender speechless. He wanted to refute him, but could not find the words.

"Qin Ming, if Heaven Dou Royal Academy can allow our current teachers to remain in charge of these Little Monsters, I will bring all of Shrek into Heaven Dou Royal Academy! And we need a slot in the Advanced Soul Master Competition!" The Grandmaster's goal was clear: a place in the Advanced Soul Master Competition.

Qin Ming carefully glanced at Flender, unable to say anything.

"I understand. Xiaogang, you can decide this matter yourself." After saying that, Flender left directly, looking somewhat dejected.

Qin Ming understood that Flender had tacitly agreed. He quickly said, "I'll personally discuss this with Soul Douluo Meng Shenji! With Tang San and the others' talent, it definitely won't be a problem!"

The Grandmaster nodded in understanding, then announced that they were dismissed. The moment Ma Hongjun heard that, he left immediately.

The others might not know, but as Flender's disciple, Ma Hongjun truly knew how much heart and effort Flender had poured into Shrek. At a time like this, he naturally could not remain carefree.