Tang San: The Evil Spirit Hall

After Li Xiaoyao revealed that the Earth Three Sects were either dead or scattered, their former glory long gone, Flender's expression turned extremely ugly.

"Li Xiaoyao, who exactly are you?"

Flender flashed forward and reached straight for Li Xiaoyao.

"Dean Flender, you're getting anxious!"

Li Xiaoyao easily dodged Flender's grab.

He smiled, then continued.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk! So, Ma Hongjun is the only surviving heir of the Blazing Sect?"

"Looks like Spirit Hall really did miss that damn fatty back then. Otherwise, why would you be so worked up, Dean Flender?"

According to the limited records available, the sect master of the Blazing Sect, one of the Earth Three Sects, seemed to be Ma Hongjun's deceased relative, a genuine Rank 97 peak Douluo titled Nine Emperor Douluo.

The explosive power and attack power of the Nine Heavens Phoenix Martial Soul were second to none. Even Golden Crocodile Douluo, the Second Worship of Spirit City and a Rank 98 peak Douluo, could not gain the slightest advantage against Nine Emperor Douluo.

Unfortunately, against Qian Daoliu, that Rank 99 Peerless Douluo super powerhouse, Nine Emperor Douluo ultimately could not cross the gulf of those two ranks.

After refusing to join Spirit Hall, he eventually fell at Qian Daoliu's hands, and the Blazing Sect was destroyed along with him.

"Li Xiaoyao, answer my question!"

"Who exactly are you?"

Flender asked the question weighing on his heart in a deep voice.

"Tsk!"

Li Xiaoyao said fearlessly.

"Flender, what kind of attitude is that?"

"Before asking about my identity and origins, shouldn't you first answer the question I just asked?"

Li Xiaoyao was not intimidated in the slightest.

His main goal was to mess with Flender's state of mind.

In any case, with the Hundred Thousand Year Angel Soul Bone Set—its Space Soul Bone Skill in particular—even if he could not expose his strength as a Rank 70 Quasi Soul Sage, Flender still had no way to deal with him. If Flender wanted to keep him, he could not; if he wanted to catch him, that would be even harder.

If he could not stay at Shrek, he could go wait in the small town outside the Star Dou Great Forest instead. When the time came, he would still be able to find a chance to kill Xiao Wu, that 100,000-Year-Old Rabbit.

But if it really came to that, once he safely finished absorbing Xiao Wu's Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, the next time they met, all he had to do was see how this young master would make sure they died.

As if sensing Li Xiaoyao's ill intentions, Xiao Wu, who had been standing off to the side in silence, only felt as though some great terror had fixed its gaze on her.

It made her unconsciously edge closer to Tang San.

Tang San, however, was listening with great interest to Li Xiaoyao's explanation of the Earth Three Sects, and instead overlooked Xiao Wu's reaction.

"This kid Li Xiaoyao can't be like Ning Rongrong, with a whole bunch of guards following him around too, right?"

"For there to be an existence even I can't detect, it could only be an eight-ring Soul Douluo. Maybe even a Titled Douluo protector wouldn't be surprising..."

Li Xiaoyao's fearlessness—

It also made Flender calm down.

"Sigh! To tell you the truth!"

"Hongjun is indeed from the Blazing Sect, one of the Earth Three Sects!"

"As for the name of the Blazing Sect's sect master, I don't know it. I only know that he was a Titled Douluo, titled Nine Emperor Douluo!"

"When I traveled the continent back then, I received Nine Emperor Douluo's kindness. When I first founded Shrek Academy, he also helped me greatly."

"But one night, Nine Emperor Douluo came to find me while gravely injured, carrying Hongjun, who was still only an infant waiting to be fed. He entrusted Hongjun to me, and after warning me that I absolutely had to keep the secret, he died from his severe injuries."

Flender decisively followed his instincts and softened. He put away his stern expression and sighed with some melancholy.

Nine Emperor Douluo!

That was a genuine Titled Douluo.

His Soul Power Level was even as high as Rank 97 peak Douluo.

Yet such a powerful existence had fallen so simply after refusing to join Spirit Hall.

Flender could not help but sigh.

Spirit Hall was truly terrifying beyond belief.

"Heh... hehe!"

"So Fatty and Dai the Boss both have extraordinary origins, and I, Oscar, am the only one who's just an ordinary commoner Soul Master, scraping by every day selling sausages?"

Oscar spread his hands and mocked himself, his tone filled with bitterness.

"Senior Oscar, you don't need to envy them. Although the Earth Three Sects were powerful, their final ending was still—those who died died, those who scattered scattered. Their former glory has long since vanished."

"Besides, being targeted by that evil organization Spirit Hall isn't necessarily a good thing. They act tyrannically and viciously, stopping at nothing to achieve their goals. For their own selfish desires, they even slaughter sect forces and kill Soul Masters as if they were worthless weeds."

"Spirit Hall, that executioner force, has long since stained both hands with blood. They are by no means good people. Rather than be coveted by Spirit Hall, it would be better to live peacefully as an ordinary commoner free Soul Master."

Tang San's gaze was icy, his tone certain, making no attempt to hide his disgust and vigilance toward Spirit Hall.

"Li Xiaoyao, I've already answered your questions!"

"Now it's your turn to answer mine!"

"Who exactly are you?"

"And how do you know all these things?"

"And why did you come to my Shrek Academy?"

"Were you sent by Spirit Hall?"

"Are you here to wipe out Ma Hongjun?"

Flender looked at Li Xiaoyao with great unease.

To him, Ma Hongjun was far more than just a disciple. He was more like a child Flender had raised through all the filth and hardship himself.

The Blazing Sect had been destroyed many years ago, and he did not want Ma Hongjun, its sole surviving seedling, to repeat the same tragedy. Even less did he want the child he had worked so hard to raise to be entangled in old grudges and end up with his family ruined and his life destroyed.

All these years, he had deliberately hidden the truth, hoping only that Ma Hongjun could grow up safely and steadily. Even if Ma Hongjun could never become a Titled Douluo in the future, that would be fine. As long as he could live safely, start a family, and make a life for himself, that was enough.

But Li Xiaoyao's appearance was like a sharp knife stabbing through the cover of shame, tearing open the long-buried blood feud once more. How could that not make him anxious?

"Who am I? I'm Li Xiaoyao!"

"As for how I know these things?"

"Naturally, it's because my family has records of them!"

"As for why I came to your Shrek Academy?"

"Please, you need to get one thing straight!"

"It was clearly Dai Mubai who invited me here for a visit!"

"As for Spirit Hall?"

"They have no right to command me!"

"As for whether Ma Hongjun lives or dies, I don't care."

Li Xiaoyao shrugged and answered Flender's questions.

His tone was extremely calm, as if he truly had nothing to do with Spirit Hall at all.

Of course, as a matter of fact, Li Xiaoyao really had no connection whatsoever to Spirit Hall or the Angel clan, but his Zafkiel was a very awkward existence.

Zafkiel—full name: Angel of Time: Zaphkiel. It could also be called "Zafkiel," alias "Supreme God."

Once Zafkiel's full name was exposed, the four words "Angel of Time" alone would be enough to nail him firmly to the camp of the Angel clan and Spirit Hall.

And that—was pretty awkward.