Douluo: Lan Minghua, Become Stronger by Taking Disciples

Dai Mubai gritted his teeth and decided to trust Tang San this time.

He didn't continue speaking, continuing to run with the stones on his back.

However, none of them knew that Yu Xiaogang having them run with stones had no deeper meaning.

He simply wanted to use this training to improve their physique.

If it were the Original Work, with the Shrek Seven Devils running with stones together, it might have carried the meaning of uniting them as one.

Tang San and the other three were already birds of a feather; what need was there for running with stones to train their unity?

So, Yu Xiao's training was truly just about them inefficiently strengthening their bodies.

Lan Minghua, listening from the rooftop to the conversation between Tang San and Dai Mubai, almost burst out laughing.

"He actually believes it?! Then Dai Mubai is finished for this lifetime."

He already had few chances to catch up to Zhu Zhuqing, and now believing Yu Xiaogang meant he had no hope at all.

Lan Minghua, of course, remained uninvolved, as they weren't his disciples. What was there for him to worry about?

However, he had just heard something that greatly displeased him.

"Flender, Flender, what, do you want to be the next Ning Fengzhi?"

Lan Minghua narrowed his eyes, his gaze falling on the room where Flender was.

Just moments ago, Flender had been muttering to himself at length.

The content of his ramblings involved weighing the pros and cons of Lan Minghua's presence at Shrek, as well as the benefits he could gain.

Lan Minghua said nothing, because Shrek Academy was his.

But if Flender were to make any underhanded moves behind his back, he wouldn't hesitate to be ruthless.

Lan Minghua ignored everything else, closed his eyes, and continued to lie back.

Meanwhile, Emperor Xue Ye and Xue Qinghe had already arrived at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Inside the main hall, thousands of Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect disciples knelt on the ground, their cries shaking the heavens.

Emperor Xue Ye's pupils trembled violently at the sight.

"Sect Master Ning, Sect Master Ning truly met with misfortune?!"

On the way, he had held onto a sliver of hope, believing the news from Martial Soul Hall to be false.

But witnessing the state of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect disciples with his own eyes, he finally accepted the news of Ning Fengzhi's demise.

He stumbled and fell back into his seat.

Just then, a disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect with tear stains still on his face appeared.

He said respectfully, "Your Majesty, Elder Bone requests your presence in the main hall. He will tell you everything you wish to know."

Emperor Xue Ye nodded and commanded, "Go in. I want to see who harmed Sect Master Ning. I will absolutely make that person pay the price."

Inside the main hall, Bone Douluo's expression was terrifyingly grim.

"Didn't Fengzhi say the Upper Three Sects are united? Why is there no response from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and the Clear Sky Sect!"

The message had been sent a long time ago, but there was no reply.

As he was thinking, Emperor Xue Ye and his entourage entered the hall.

Emperor Xue Ye looked at the grim-faced Bone Douluo and sighed, "Your Excellency Bone Douluo, please accept my condolences."

Bone Douluo nodded in response, then said indifferently.

"Your Majesty, ask what you wish to know. I may be very busy from now on."

"Your Excellency Bone Douluo, who was responsible for the death of Sect Master Ning? Could it be the Martial Soul Hall?" Emperor Xue Ye asked in a deep voice.

Bone Douluo shook his head and said, "It wasn't the Martial Soul Hall. It was a Titled Douluo named Lan Minghua."

"What? How dare a Titled Douluo be so bold? Isn't he afraid of retaliation from the Upper Three Sects and the Heaven Dou Empire?!"

Emperor Xue Ye was shocked. He hadn't expected Ning Fengzhi's death to not be the work of the Martial Soul Hall.

Xue Qinghe's pupils contracted, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"It wasn't that crazy woman's doing? Who exactly is this Lan Minghua?!"

He muttered to himself, racking his brain but unable to comprehend the situation.

Hearing Emperor Xue Ye's words, Bone Douluo couldn't help but smile bitterly inwardly.

The man directly killed Fengzhi, and you're asking if he's afraid of retaliation from the Upper Three Sects and the Heaven Dou Empire?

If he were truly afraid, none of this would have happened.

However, Bone Douluo still patiently shared the information he had gathered.

"According to my investigation over the past few days, Lan Minghua comes from a force called the Heavenly Dragon Gang. Including him, the Heavenly Dragon Gang has at least two Titled Douluo."

"What? Two Titled Douluo?!"

Emperor Xue Ye was dumbfounded. It turned out he was the clown.

They were already Titled Douluo, and the forces behind them could at least rival the Upper Three Sects.

He should be the one who should be afraid.

However, Emperor Xue Ye was, after all, the ruler of a nation, and he quickly calmed down, asking in a deep voice.

"Then, Bone Douluo Your Excellency, what are your thoughts?"

"Of course, I want to avenge Fengzhi. I will destroy the so-called Heavenly Dragon Gang, and I hope Your Majesty will lend the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect a hand." Bone Douluo was not polite.

Emperor Xue Ye frowned, worried: "We can win with the Heaven Dou Empire and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, but won't the price be too high?"

Attacking a force with at least two Titled Douluo would come at a considerable cost.

The Heaven Dou Empire would not cripple itself for the sake of one Ning Fengzhi.

After all, the Martial Soul Hall and the Star Luo Empire were always watching covetously.

Bone Douluo clearly understood Emperor Xue Ye's worries and leaned in to whisper.

"Your Majesty, you just need to have someone do this..."

On the other side, the Clear Sky Sect's grounds were also in turmoil.

Because Tang Hao had woken up.

Seeing this, Tang Xiao finally breathed a sigh of relief and asked with concern.

"Hao Di, who injured you like this? Could it be the Martial Soul Hall?!"

The pace of these two chapters is a bit slow, it will be faster in the next chapter. I got drunk last night and my head is still heavy.

"Hao Di, how are you feeling now?"

Tang Hao heard someone calling him in a daze and struggled to open his eyes.

The first thing he saw was a familiar face, which made his tense nerves relax slightly.

"Cough cough... Big Brother, I'm fine for now."

Despite saying this, Tang Hao's heart was filled with humiliation and anger.

He, the dignified Clear Sky Douluo, had been beaten to the point where he couldn't fight back.

More importantly, everything that happened in the Star Dou Great Forest had become an indelible memory of his life.

Now that he had nowhere else to turn, he had no choice but to shamelessly return to the Clear Sky Sect, which he had implicated before.

The worry on Tang Xiao's face lessened slightly, but seeing Tang Hao's empty left leg and right arm still caused a pang in his heart.

"Hao Di, with your strength, who could have injured you to this extent? Could it be the work of Martial Soul Hall?"

Tang Hao was about to answer when suddenly, with a "boom," the door was violently broken open.

"Tang Hao, how dare you return to Clear Sky Sect! Today, even Tang Xiao cannot protect you!"

Led by the Seventh Elder, members of the Clear Sky Sect burst into the room, glaring at Tang Hao on the bed.

Tang Xiao quickly stood up, blocking Tang Hao, and said in a deep voice, "Are you trying to rebel? How dare you barge into the Sect Master's room!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly unleashed his Titled Douluo-level soul power, attempting to intimidate the crowd.

However, the Seventh Elder let out a cold laugh and nodded to several disciples beside him who only had Soul Grand Master cultivation.

Those Soul Grand Masters, without any fear, advanced step by step towards Tang Xiao and Tang Hao.

"Tang Xiao, although I am no match for you, do you dare to attack fellow disciples for the sake of this traitor, Tang Hao?"

A smug expression appeared on the Seventh Elder's face.

He had not been idle these past few days. Instead, he had secretly gathered disciples whose families were killed by Martial Soul Hall because of Tang Hao.

These people all harbored deep hatred for Tang Hao.

And the Soul Grand Masters who stepped forward at this moment were those whose parents had died at the hands of Martial Soul Hall.