Repaying a Drop of Enmity with a Gushing Spring

Dead silence filled the entire venue.

Everyone stared wide-eyed and open-mouthed at the boy on the platform, hands in his pockets and an innocent look on his face. Then they looked at the "genius" below, already unconscious with his eyes rolled back. Their minds went blank.

One shout...

And it was over?!

That was the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon! A 24th Rank Soul Grandmaster!

And just like that... he was done for?!

Xuan Hao looked at Yu Tianheng lying stiffly below the platform and scratched his head awkwardly.

"Um... sorry about that."

"I forgot... your Martial Soul doesn't seem very resistant to shouting."

He really had forgotten.

His Soul Power had now reached the 35th Rank, and after Ah Rou's Sacrifice, both his physical constitution and Spiritual Power had undergone a qualitative leap.

On top of that, there was the Golden Dragon's absolute bloodline suppression over the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon...

With that one roar, forget Yu Tianheng, a Soul Grandmaster who had only just passed the 20th Rank. Even a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Soul Ancestor in the thirties, or even above the 40th Rank, would probably have had to kneel.

Inside the Heavenly Micro Level Training Ground, the deathly silence continued for a long time.

Xuan Hao boredly picked at his ear. Looking at the noble students below, who had tucked their heads in like quails, he shook his head in disappointment.

"What? No one else?"

Standing at the edge of the Soul Fighting Platform, he looked down at the crowd from above, his tone full of provocation.

"Wasn't it pretty lively just now? Does anyone else want to come up and stand up for this... mm, classmate Yu Tianheng?"

"Same rules as before. I'll give up both hands, plus both feet."

"If that's still not enough, I can stand still and let you hit me."

Not a sound came from below.

Was this a joke?

Even a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Spirit Master had been shouted unconscious. What would they, whose Martial Souls and Soul Power Levels were both inferior to Yu Tianheng's, accomplish by going up? Were they courting death?

What was more, although that terrifying dragon roar had mainly targeted Yu Tianheng, its residual might still made their hearts pound wildly. Quite a few Beast Spirit possessors did not even dare release their Martial Souls.

"How boring."

Xuan Hao sighed. Then his gaze wandered aimlessly across the crowd before he suddenly seemed to remember something. A Mischievous Smile curled across his lips.

"Oh right, I heard... Poison Douluo Dugu Bo's granddaughter is also in our academy?"

"What was her name again... Dugu Yan?"

The moment those words were spoken, a tall girl with short dark-purple hair stiffened abruptly in a corner of the crowd.

She had originally intended to slip away quietly while everyone's attention was focused on Yu Tianheng.

After all, that dragon roar just now had affected her far too greatly!

Her Martial Soul was trembling instinctively, terrified!

At that moment, not only was her Soul Power in disorder, but her legs had gone as soft as noodles. She could not muster even the slightest bit of strength.

Forget using poison—she could barely even perform Martial Soul Possession!

"Which one is Senior Dugu Yan?"

Xuan Hao asked with a smile, "Come out and have a chat? I've long admired the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Venom. I'd like to exchange pointers with you, Senior."

Whoosh—!!

Almost without hesitation, the students gathered around Dugu Yan scattered to both sides in perfect tacit understanding the instant Xuan Hao called her name.

A few of the more cowardly ones even directly pointed at the girl pressed against the wall, her face pale as she tried to flee.

"She's over there!"

Dugu Yan: "..."

These bastards! Usually, they called her "Sister Yan" so affectionately, but when it mattered, they sold out their teammate faster than anyone!

"Oh, found you."

Xuan Hao's eyes lit up. He jumped directly down from the two-meter-high Soul Fighting Platform and strode briskly toward Dugu Yan.

The students along the way retreated frantically to either side as though avoiding a plague god, forcibly clearing a broad path through the packed crowd.

Xuan Hao stopped in front of Dugu Yan.

Though he was young and half a head shorter than Dugu Yan, forcing him to look up at her, his presence completely overwhelmed hers.

"Senior, where are you going?"

Xuan Hao tilted his head up, looking at the bewitchingly beautiful, hot-bodied girl before him. Yet her Facial Expression was deathly pale, and cold sweat covered her forehead. He knowingly asked,

"I see you don't look too well. Are you feeling unwell somewhere?"

Dugu Yan leaned against the wall, barely keeping herself from collapsing. She glared at Xuan Hao, trying to mobilize her Soul Power to resist, only to discover that the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Martial Soul within her seemed to have gone into hibernation. It was curled up tightly and would not obey her at all.

"I... I'm not feeling well."

Dugu Yan gritted her teeth and forced herself to remain calm. "Let's postpone today's spar... until another day."

"Not feeling well?"

Xuan Hao nodded with a concerned expression. "I understand, I understand. Girls always have a few days like that every month."

"Since you're unwell, how about... I take you to the infirmary?"

"No need!" Dugu Yan refused instinctively, her voice trembling slightly. "I can go by myself..."

"How could that be alright?"

Xuan Hao took a step forward, drawing even closer to Dugu Yan. He could even smell the faint snake-like stench coming from her.

The smile on his face gradually faded, and a dangerous glint appeared in his eyes.

"We're family friends, after all."

"This morning, I saw your grandfather at the hotel entrance."

Dugu Yan's pupils shrank abruptly. "You met my grandfather?"

"Yeah." Xuan Hao nodded, his voice low and eerie. "Your grandfather was quite imposing. He brought an Imperial Family prince and blocked my way, insisting that I kneel and kowtow to that Trash prince."

"If I hadn't been lucky, that old bastard would have nearly beaten me."

Hearing this, Dugu Yan's heart sank completely.

She did not know exactly what had happened, but judging from Xuan Hao's vengeful posture, coupled with her grandfather's strange and unreasonable temperament... it was probably true!

"Y-you... what do you want?!"

Dugu Yan tried to threaten him despite her lack of confidence. "I'm warning you! My grandfather is a Titled Douluo! If you dare touch a single hair on me, he definitely won't let you off! He'll tear you into pieces and turn you into pus!"

"Threatening me?" Xuan Hao raised an eyebrow and spread his hands innocently. "Elder Sister, now you're the one being unreasonable."

"I haven't touched you, but didn't your grandfather still want to attack me?"

"I'm a very reasonable person. Under normal circumstances, as long as no one provokes me, I absolutely won't hit people casually, much less bully girls."

At that, Xuan Hao paused. His gaze suddenly turned icy and piercing. Though his voice was not loud, it rang clearly throughout the venue.

"But... if someone provokes me for no reason, or tries to shit on my head..."

"Then I'll definitely retaliate tenfold!"

"The ancients said: repay a drop of kindness with a gushing spring."

"But for me—repay a drop of enmity with a gushing spring!"

"You..." Dugu Yan looked into Xuan Hao's eyes, which had begun glowing gold again, and terror instantly swallowed her reason.

"Roar—!!"

Xuan Hao gave her no chance at all. He opened his mouth and unleashed a point-blank Golden Dragon Roar.

Of course, he controlled its power this time. There was no Sound Wave powerful enough to shatter eardrums. He merely compressed the Dragon Might and Spirit Shock into a single line and blasted it precisely into Dugu Yan's mind.

"Mm..."

Dugu Yan only felt a buzzing in her head before darkness fell over her vision. Without even letting out a groan, her body went limp and she collapsed.

"Done."

Xuan Hao caught Dugu Yan as she fell, then casually slung the Big Sister Boss of Heaven Dou Royal Academy over his shoulder like a sack.

"Na'er, let's go!"

Xuan Hao waved at Na'er, who was still peeling chestnuts in the distance.

"Coming!"

Na'er brushed the crumbs from her hands, popped the peeled chestnut into her mouth, and ran over obediently, completely ignoring the living person slung over her Gege's shoulder.

Just as Xuan Hao carried Dugu Yan and prepared to swagger out of the training ground with Na'er—

"Stop!!"

A stern shout rang out.

A middle-aged man in a teacher's uniform finally could not hold himself back and rushed out from the crowd, blocking Xuan Hao's path.

This teacher was a Soul Ancestor in his forties. He had been hiding at the back and had not dared make a sound. After all, even Yu Tianheng had been instantly defeated—going up himself would only be throwing his life away.

But now that he saw Xuan Hao openly abducting Dugu Yan, if he still did not step forward, he would definitely lose his job. He might even be killed by Dugu Bo's anger!

"Put... put her down!"

The teacher summoned his Martial Soul. Although he held a longsword in his hand, his hand trembled slightly, and his eyes darted uncertainly. "This is Heaven Dou Royal Academy! In broad daylight, you want to abduct a student?!"

"And... and she's Poison Douluo's granddaughter! You're courting death!!"

Xuan Hao stopped and tilted his head at the teacher, who was clearly terrified yet still forcing himself to step forward.

He did not attack. He merely glanced at the man indifferently.

"Teacher, let me ask you something."

"You work as a teacher at Heaven Dou Royal Academy. How many Gold Soul Coins do you earn a month?"

The teacher froze for a moment before answering instinctively, "F-five hundred Gold Soul Coins..."

"Five hundred Gold Soul Coins..."

Xuan Hao smacked his lips and shook his head. "You're risking your life for five hundred Gold Soul Coins?"

"Do you really think your life is that cheap?"