The Great Stage of Douluo, My Name is Qian Xunji

Even the disciples of the Yu Clan must honestly join the Heaven Dou Royal Academy if they wish to use the Mimicry Cultivation Ground.

As a Soul Grand Master with only half a level of Innate Soul Power, how could Yu Xiaogang possibly have the ability to send Tang San, a Soul Master of over level ten, into the Mimicry Cultivation Ground of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy?

Naturally, Tang San felt his perfunctory attitude.

Since he first met Yu Xiaogang, Tang San had harbored the intent to kill him twice.

The first time was when his Twin Martial Souls were guessed; at that time, Yu Xiaogang represented the academy to scold the gatekeeper, full of dignity, and coupled with the knowledge he displayed and his intention to take on a disciple, Tang San thought it over carefully, gave up on the idea of acting, and took Yu Xiaogang as his master.

The second time was when hunting for his first Soul Ring; Yu Xiaogang arrogantly took Tang San to the Soul Master Forest alone to obtain a Soul Ring, but performed extremely poorly. In the end, it was only after Tang San exhausted all his trump cards that he successfully killed the Datura Snake. Looking at Yu Xiaogang then, Tang San felt the weakness of this teacher, and fearing that he had seen his secrets, he wanted to kill Yu Xiaogang to silence him, but ultimately hesitated and gave up.

Before he transmigrated, Tang San was a Tang Sect assassin; his murderous intent was certainly not small.

This time was the same; having been in an unfamiliar environment for a long time, his teacher Yu Xiaogang had not sent him to the Mimicry Cultivation Ground as promised, but instead stayed in his room all day without ever going out.

This made Tang San feel uneasy and subconsciously vigilant.

Yu Xiaogang did want to find someone from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan to ask what exactly had happened.

However, he had been away from the clan for far too long, and his reputation within the clan was not very good, so he really could not get in touch with anyone.

Yu Tianheng, who had a good relationship with him, was willing to talk to him, and believed he was a true master, was still too young and had not yet participated in clan affairs, so he did not know much.

He then set his sights on Bibi Dong, his former lover.

But for some reason, not a single letter he wrote back was answered...

Yu Xiaogang was not a true fool; vaguely, he had already guessed that Yu Yuanzhen might have met with misfortune, and that Bibi Dong might have also seen through his true motives.

Just this one guess was enough to make Yu Xiaogang restless.

Yu Xiaogang still had quite a bit of self-awareness.

He clearly knew that his status in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan relied entirely on his father, who was a Title Douluo.

Although he was now wandering outside and seemed to have had no contact with the clan or his father for a long time, as a Soul Grand Master living so comfortably in the soul world where the strong prey on the weak, everyone was wary of the clan behind him and gave face to the Upper Three Sects.

"Is there still no news from Father?" Yu Xiaogang asked the branch clansmen impatiently, confirming once again.

"Since the last time, no one in the clan has seen the Thunder Douluo." The branch clansman in front of Yu Xiaogang bowed and saluted, though there was no respect in his eyes.

Not only weak, but also stupid!

He was also one of the undercover agents of Martial Soul Hall, and he knew that Martial Soul Hall had already dealt with those who had ambushed and robbed them; the Thunder Douluo should have been among them.

However, he did not expect that after Yu Xiaogang, this fool, lost contact with the Thunder Douluo, he would instead repeatedly ask them, the branch members, without any regard for the fact that the information about the Thunder Douluo's disappearance might be obtained by them.

He did not care about the power struggle within the clan.

No, perhaps it could be said that in his stereotypical impression, these branch members were born to be loyal to their direct line, with absolutely no second thoughts.

But...

Can a direct line without the Thunder Douluo still be considered a direct line?

He sneered inwardly, lowering his head to hide the emotions in his eyes.

He watched like a clown as the Soul Grand Master, who was arrogant and even scolded and questioned him, gave orders in front of him, a Soul Ancestor.

He hoped that this fool would be able to properly experience what it was like to be treated as a true piece of trash by the family.

Tang San came to find Yu Xiaogang again, wanting to ask about the Mimicry Cultivation Ground.

But after discovering that there were people talking in the room, Tang San held his breath and quietly approached to eavesdrop.

His physical fitness, having practiced the Mysterious Heaven Skill, was excellent, and he easily heard the content of the conversation in the room just now.

He was truly curious about his teacher's secrets.

Immediately, he heard the shocking news: Father, Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Thunder Douluo...

His teacher's family background was indeed extraordinary, but for some reason, Tang San always felt that the title of Thunder Douluo sounded familiar, as if he had heard it a long time ago.

After learning the secret hidden by his teacher Yu Xiaogang, Tang San quietly retreated, intending to give his teacher some time to deal with family affairs; his own matter regarding the Mimicry Cultivation Ground was not urgent.

However, Tang San trusted his memory; where exactly had he heard of the Thunder Douluo?

Yu Xiaogang was naturally unaware of Tang San's eavesdropping, and he did not care that Tang San did not come to ask about the Mimicry Cultivation Ground today.

He had already begun writing a letter to his eldest brother, who was responsible for managing the clansmen and handling clan affairs; he was the clansman with the highest status and the one who likely knew the most among those Yu Xiaogang knew.

However, Yu Xiaogang did not know if he would get a reply; his relationship with this eldest brother was not good.

Yu Dahai was busy blocking the news and privately searching for his philandering father; he had no time to read letters from his half-brother.

Back then, the Thunder Douluo's doting on this half-brother was known to everyone; if it weren't for the fact that the final results of his Martial Soul and Innate Soul Power were unsatisfactory, he might have already been replaced.

Even so, his father had gone to great lengths to cultivate Yu Xiaogang and even sent his own son, Yu Tianheng, to build a relationship with him, whereas Yu Dahai himself had to deal with all sorts of trivial matters and was not close to his own son, Yu Tianheng.

Chapter 87: Numerical Freak

Ever since he gave up on the Soul Power Breakthrough Pill last time, Ning Fengzhi had been watching from the shadows.

Money makes the world go round.

Ning Fengzhi understood that Yu Yuanzhen's movements could not be hidden from him; after the man went missing without a trace, Ning Fengzhi realized he must have fallen into the hands of Martial Soul Hall.

This time, it was indeed a trap!

A flash of relief crossed Ning Fengzhi's face at having narrowly avoided the scheme.

Thank goodness, thank goodness, he had been cautious enough.

It was at this moment that a petite girl walked into the main hall. Her features were exquisite, her temperament elegant and noble, yet she possessed the charming cuteness of a young girl. She naturally began to act spoiled toward Ning Fengzhi.

The girl was none other than Ning Rongrong. She hugged Ning Fengzhi's arm and swayed it, a hint of unhappiness on her face. "Father, why did you make Li Bai go to the clan school for lessons? Isn't having Sword Grandpa enough?"

"Li Bai is a disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect after all; it wouldn't look right for him to never attend classes. You can go together, Rongrong," Ning Fengzhi said with a smile, patting his little princess's head to soothe her.

"But, but, you don't even know how excessive those girls are! They actually block Li Bai's path after class to confess to him..." Ning Rongrong's voice was full of grievance and indignation. Just thinking about Li Bai being surrounded and approached by those girls made her teeth itch with irritation.

"This..." Ning Fengzhi's voice trailed off.

He hadn't expected this little fellow, Li Bai, to be so popular.

Although he knew when he first brought him back that Li Bai's appearance was exceptionally superior—not like a mortal, but like an immortal cast down from the heavens—Ning Fengzhi hadn't realized the extent of the attraction this appearance and temperament held for women.

It wasn't until Li Bai began interacting with others that this charm began to exert its power.

Li Bai's admirers and pursuers weren't just girls; there were boys as well, some of whom were even more fanatical than the girls.

However, Li Bai's strength was proportional to his appearance, and these fanatical fans were all easily dealt with by him.

Even Sword Douluo was somewhat shocked by his own disciple's charm. He wanted to say that he could back his disciple up, but after thinking about his own little princess, he could only utter: "...Take care!"

As for Li Bai, he had already become accustomed to it.

Compared to a certain junior surnamed Dongfang, named Yao, who was a crazed stalker, these were only minor troubles.

This junior Dongfang would often come to knock him out from behind and even ask him what color sack he preferred.

Li Bai sat under a peach blossom tree, his expression melancholy.

He tilted his head back and took a sip of fruit wine that barely tasted of alcohol, feeling even more miserable.

His homemade Peach Blossom Brew had failed. Although he was a wine enthusiast, he didn't actually know how to brew it.

Drinking this fruit wine wasn't satisfying at all; his mouth felt bland, no different from drinking water.

Sword Douluo knew his disciple's personality well. He had caught Li Bai drunk outside before, and on one occasion, he had even suffered from alcohol poisoning, only saved because Ning Rongrong discovered him in time and brought a soul master to treat him.

Of course, the wine had been secretly brought by Ning Rongrong to get closer to Li Bai.

Ever since then, Ning Rongrong hadn't dared to bring wine to Li Bai so easily.

"Brother Li Bai!" Ning Rongrong's voice carried from afar. "What is this?"

Ning Rongrong looked curiously at the failed batch of Peach Blossom Brew that Li Bai had set aside.

"It seems to be... the smell of wine?" Ning Rongrong's eyes widened. "Where did you get this?"

In the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, everyone now knew that giving wine to Sword Douluo's disciple was forbidden, and the existing stock of wine was under strict guard.

"Brewed it badly," Li Bai said in a muffled voice, taking another sip of the diluted, sweet fruit wine.

"You actually tried to brew wine yourself?" Ning Rongrong's expression twisted for a moment.

The direct disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Sword Douluo, a peerless genius, was secretly brewing wine behind people's backs just to get a drink?

Ning Rongrong truly couldn't understand what was so good about this wine that it made Brother Li Bai like it so much.

Most importantly, as the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, she couldn't even compare to a pot of wine!

"..." Li Bai sighed. He truly couldn't live without wine!

Taking a sip of mellow, fragrant wine made cultivation feel much more motivating.

"Rongrong, do you have a plan for your second Soul Ring?" It was an obvious change of subject, but Ning Rongrong fell for it every time.

Brother Li Bai is concerned about me!

^_^, happy!

"Father has already discussed it with me. For my second Soul Ring, I've chosen one that can boost speed. I'm going to the Soul Beast Forest tomorrow."

Ning Rongrong's martial soul was the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, the most powerful support-type martial soul on the Douluo Continent. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda provided a default boost of ten percent. With each additional Soul Ring, it could boost an additional attribute, and it would also increase the boost effect of all previous Soul Rings by another ten percent.

The most absurd thing was that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's boosts ignored base stats; no matter how large the gap in strength between the target and the user of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, the magnitude of the boost remained fixed.

The boost effect of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was not affected by the quality of the Soul Ring, but the higher the quality of the Soul Ring, the less soul power would be consumed when using soul skills.

This meant that even as a low-level soul master, Ning Rongrong could boost a Title Douluo, and the boost effect would not change, though it would consume significantly more soul power.

If Ning Rongrong's Soul Power Level reached ninety-four, she could achieve a one-hundred-percent boost across nine attributes simultaneously.

In terms of combat boosting and practicality, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was superior to the Nine-Heart Begonia; the only way it was weaker than the Nine-Heart Begonia was the martial soul defect that prevented it from breaking through level eighty.