Douluo: So You're the Theory Master?

He was anxious to learn about the Extreme Research Institute.

Those bodies of knowledge and theories.

His feelings were complicated now. He hoped it was real, because then he might be able to find a way to break through.

Yet he hoped it was fake, because then his title as a theory master would not become a joke.

This master, huh?

Ning Yishan looked at the proud middle-aged man and seemed to think of someone from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Back then, their dean had been mocked along with him because of this.

Is this the guy?

Before he could respond.

Several carriages slowly approached, accompanied by quite a few Soul Master guards.

They were Ning Fengzhi and the others from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, along with guests from numerous factions.

"What happened?"

Among them, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Second Elder saw Ning Yishan in conflict with someone and quickly came over.

Ning Yishan was now one of the Second Elder's key concerns.

Ning Yishan was now a department head under Ning Qinghe. His strength had reached level 45, making him a Soul Ancestor, and his cultivation speed was no worse than that of geniuses born with Innate Soul Power at level eight or nine.

He was just a little older, in his early thirties, but that did not affect the Second Elder's attention toward him.

Especially two years ago, when Ning Yishan broke through to Soul Ancestor, the Second Elder had personally helped him find a Tiger Beast over twenty thousand years old.

It was inevitable that he would become a Spirit Douluo, and there was even a considerable chance that he could break through to become a Titled Douluo.

"Second Elder."

"These two have an invitation from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

Seeing who had arrived, Ning Yishan turned serious and quickly explained the situation.

He did not act overly familiar.

He knew who was most important to him now...

The Second Elder was already used to it and looked toward Yu Xiaogang and Tang San.

He showed Ning Yishan a little gentleness, but when he looked at Yu Xiaogang and Tang San, there was only indifference.

This was true condescension.

After all, as a Spirit Douluo, the Second Elder could easily see through these two Soul Grandmasters.

"You two are from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?"

"Perfect. Your clan leader has arrived, so come with us."

His tone was somewhat stiff. Without wasting words, he intended to take them over directly.

If they were, he would hand them over to Yu Yuanzhen. If they came to such a gathering looking like this, it would be the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan losing face.

It had nothing to do with him.

And if they were not from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, he would find somewhere to deal with them.

Coming here with a forged invitation in such circumstances clearly meant they were up to no good.

Yu Xiaogang did not want to go, but he had no other choice now.

"Little San, let's go."

He looked toward the carriages that were already heading inside. He could recognize the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's carriage among them.

Without the slightest guilt, he pulled Tang San along and headed over.

The Second Elder and Ning Yishan nodded to each other.

They followed closely behind without saying anything more.

Then they watched Yu Xiaogang make contact with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan members.

In fact, Yu Yuanzhen, who sat inside the carriage, had sensed Yu Xiaogang's presence long ago.

Seeing his son, who looked even older than himself, his expression became somewhat complicated.

"Grandfather."

Yu Tianxin and Yu Tianheng, seated beside him, had clearly sensed the change in his demeanor.

"Your uncle is here. Let him come aboard."

Yu Yuanzhen quickly recovered and composed himself.

This time, they had not come here over private matters.

With Yu Yuanzhen's signal, the two greeted Yu Xiaogang in tacit understanding.

But after he entered the carriage, the atmosphere became even more silent and oppressive.

"Xiaogang, this may be your opportunity."

"If there is a chance, I do not want something like pride to stand in your way."

After a brief silence, Yu Yuanzhen finally spoke.

He sounded as though he were issuing official orders.

There was not a trace of familial affection in his manner.

Yu Xiaogang's expression cracked slightly at those words.

In the end, he merely darkened his face and said nothing.

Tang San did not interrupt much in this situation, acting entirely like he was invisible.

He could feel that everyone present was far stronger than him.

Especially that old man. A single look from him could suppress Tang San.

And his teacher was clearly very close to the man.

Tang San had not expected him to possess such connections.

The atmosphere in that carriage was somewhat grim.

The other carriages were much more normal.

As for what was happening to them, the carriages before and after could see some of it.

When they saw Yu Xiaogang, they thought of the son of another Upper Three Sects clan leader, someone who had likewise been born with only half a level of Innate Soul Power.

They just did not know what would happen here or whether his problem could be resolved.

The various factions entered the Extreme Research Institute.

The Research Institute was not extravagantly luxurious, but gardens, carvings, cultivation rooms, and forging equipment could be seen everywhere.

Even the dormitories and various rest areas were clearly exquisite and thoughtfully designed. Compared with the cultivation areas in many of their own homes, it was like heaven and earth.

Most people were somewhat envious that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had spent such enormous funds on this Research Institute. They also felt that the sect had too much money and did not know how to spend it.

Simply put, they were jealous. After getting a proper look at the grounds, they became even more jealous. The younger ones all wanted to transfer here.

Once the many factions had all arrived, Dugu Bo, who had been in the Inner Courtyard, received the news as well.

The Spirit Hall guests and the others he had been entertaining were directly brought before a specially arranged viewing platform.

Viewing stands surrounded the area in a ring, while the center was an isolated, enclosed space, like a cage—one meant for deadly combat.

Numerous Soul Cannons around it were aimed at the entire area and could be activated whenever necessary.

In fact, if Ning Qinghe wanted to, he could leave most of the people who had come here behind forever.

Of course, he was not that crazy.

After all, many of them were his prospective allies.

He would have to be insane to slaughter people indiscriminately.

"What is that, Old Poison?"

"A crystallized material of a special kind. Wait, is your dean going to break through inside it?"

"It looks extremely sturdy, and it can isolate Soul Power as well?"

"They're guarding against us, huh? Hehehe..."

After examining the viewing platform, the two Titled Douluos briefly studied the isolating material on the stage and quickly understood what it was.

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo spoke one after another.

One had an extremely feminine voice, with an androgynous quality that made people uncomfortable.

The other sounded sinister, like a ghost howling beside one's ear.