Tang San's divine sense

The matter had caused quite a stir, and the expressions of the three people in the bedroom were grim.

While they disliked Zhou Changxi, they certainly didn't wish for his death.

So, upon learning of his demise, even Chen Ye found it hard to believe.

"How did he even encounter an Evil Soul Master?" Chen Ye's eyes were filled with confusion.

He knew that Evil Soul Masters had infiltrated the Federation in large numbers.

But he couldn't understand how a student from the academy could come into contact with one.

"I don't know, Boss," Xie Xie said, his gaze serious as he looked at Chen Ye. "But do you remember what Zhou Changxi told us a few days ago?"

Chen Ye paused. It had been a minor matter to him, and he naturally didn't remember what the other had said.

Just then, Tang Wulin slapped his thigh. "I remember, Boss! I remember he said he'd make you pay."

"Make me pay? He's dead, how can he make me pay? Is he going to come back as a vengeful spirit to claim my life?"

Chen Ye's eyes held confusion. He didn't think this matter had anything to do with him.

After all, while he had done some things and even made Zhou Changxi pay money, what he did wasn't exactly wrong.

Even if the other resented him, it wouldn't reach the point of taking his own life for revenge.

"Alright, let's all go to sleep. We have classes tomorrow. Teacher Wu said the school will organize us to go to the Rising Spirit Platform in a while."

"We can use that opportunity to improve your strength. You guys are still too weak." Chen Ye glanced at the other two.

With the aid of the ten-thousand-year Dragon Blood Fruit, his current soul power had reached level 37.

But the other two's soul power was only in their early twenties. The gap in soul power between them was too vast.

"Okay, I haven't been there before. Let's go see it together," Tang Wulin said with a smile, then suddenly yawned.

A hint of fatigue on his face, he rubbed it. "I feel so sleepy. It's only ten o'clock, why am I so tired."

"If you're sleepy, just sleep. What's there to it? It's normal," Xie Xie also yawned, fatigue on his face.

"Are you sleeping, Boss? I'll turn off the lights."

"Okay."

Chen Ye nodded. After watching Tang Wulin nimbly turn off the lights, he also lay quietly on his bed.

A wave of fatigue washed over him, but Chen Ye's eyes were exceptionally clear. This feeling of fatigue was very wrong.

He slightly turned his head, looking at the bed opposite him. Tang Wulin and Xie Xie were already asleep, and judging by their appearance, they seemed to have fallen into a deep slumber.

But looking at their sleeping forms, Chen Ye's brow furrowed deeper. He lay quietly with his eyes closed, pretending to sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of someone getting out of bed was heard, followed by footsteps.

A figure stood before Chen Ye's bed, and then a cold glint flashed.

Chen Ye's eyes snapped open, looking at Xie Xie, who stood before him with his eyes closed. Surprise flickered in Chen Ye's gaze.

In Xie Xie's hand, the Light Dragon Dagger plunged down fiercely. Chen Ye casually caught the Light Dragon Dagger.

With a mere flick of his body, Xie Xie's entire form was thrown aside, completely falling into unconsciousness.

But before he could react, a faint voice sounded in his ear:

"Chen Ye, you harmed me. You killed me. I want you to pay."

Chen Ye was very familiar with this voice. It was Zhou Changxi's voice.

But upon hearing the other's words, Chen Ye coldly snorted, "Putting on a show. Do you really think I don't know you're an Evil Soul Master?"

Chen Ye let out a low growl, and the Golden Dragon King phantom appeared behind him. A roar of Dragon's Might shook the heavens, causing Zhou Changxi's phantom to tremble violently.

Then, the malevolence on Zhou Changxi's face turned into a faint smile. "What Evil Soul Master? We are followers of the Holy Church. Don't use such a lowly title as Evil Soul Master to describe us."

"You're quite interesting, kid. Are you willing to join our Holy Church and become one of our followers?"

"How did you know about me? Why did you kill Zhou Changxi?" Chen Ye looked at the young man, his eyes filled with wariness.

"It's very simple. My ability allows me to enter dreams. The more malevolent the dream, the easier it is to enter."

"And through him, I saw your secret, your Three-Life Martial Soul. There might never have been anyone like you in this world!"

Zhou Changxi's phantom spoke with interest, but Chen Ye's gaze suddenly turned icy.

He didn't speak further, simply raising his hand. Terrifying power surged, and with a roar of Dragon's Might, Zhou Changxi's phantom instantly disintegrated.

This roar of Dragon's Might was incredibly loud, waking all the sleeping students in the entire academy.

As these students woke up, many classmates on the second floor discovered in horror that they had already left their bedrooms and were all moving towards bedroom 205.

Two students from nearby rooms had even already grasped their doorknobs.

They opened the doors in confusion. Chen Ye glanced at them, his gaze then shifting to the window.

A killing intent flashed in his eyes, and then a phantom figure shot out from the direction of the teaching building.

A two-word battle armor appeared on the figure, along with six soul rings.

Watching Wu Changkong's figure chase after the phantom, Chen Ye let out a long sigh of relief. "With Teacher Wu going after him, there shouldn't be any major issues, right?"

"What happened here?" the classmate who opened the gate asked, looking at Chen Ye in surprise. Chen Ye merely glanced at him.

"It's none of your business. Get out now, I want to sleep."

Chen Ye's gaze was cold. That classmate didn't dare to say more and quickly retreated.

Chen Ye was left sitting there alone.

He let out a long breath. With the protection of the Golden Dragon King martial soul, this mental control had little effect on him.

At the same time, his gaze fell upon Tang Wulin and Xie Xie. Xie Xie was still in the pose of being thrown by him, lying on the ground with no signs of waking up.

"This shouldn't be. That evil soul master should have broken free from the control. Why hasn't he woken up yet?"

Chen Ye's eyes were filled with confusion. Then, his gaze shifted to Tang Wulin.

But to his surprise, Tang Wulin had woken up and was looking at him with a strange gaze. Tang Wulin's eyes were calm, without any ripples.

This gaze was very strange, definitely not the kind of gaze Tang Wulin should possess. Yet, the other party's state was equally peculiar.

"You're the one who stole the Golden Dragon King bloodline from my son? Interesting. To think that the Golden Dragon King martial soul actually exists in this world."

"I've observed the Douluo Star for tens of thousands of years, but I couldn't find any inheritance belonging to the Golden Dragon King or the Silver Dragon King."

"I never expected the Golden Dragon King martial soul to reappear after I left."

Tang Wulin's voice was calm, his eyes devoid of any extra emotion.

A more intense wave of dizziness washed over Chen Ye. This time, he directly bit his tongue. Through the sharp pain, he forcefully maintained a part of his consciousness.

Chen Ye looked at Tang Wulin. This time, his eyes were filled with surprise and disbelief.

"You're not Tang Wulin, you're Tang San! You can actually descend into Tang Wulin's body using your divine sense."