Douluo: Black Hole Spirit, Inheriting the God of Destruction at the Start

After hearing Yang Ziyuan's analysis, Yang Wuhui suddenly realized the truth.

"So that's it. No wonder Prince Xue Xing was so generous. He wanted to use me to interfere in the royal power struggle! But since you knew his intentions, why did you let me accept that spirit bone?"

"Grandfather, this is an open scheme! Whether you accept it or not, you will be labeled as a supporter of Prince Xue Xing. Besides, it's free stuff—why not take it? If he wants to borrow our influence, let him. In any case, we'll be leaving here in a few days. By then, all his little tricks will collapse on their own! Moreover, this spirit bone is a rare treasure for you!"

"As expected of my grandson, you see things much more clearly than I do!"

Having said that, Yang Wuhui burst into hearty laughter.

Ten days later, Nuoding City.

Looking at the city walls, which were not even a tenth the height of those in Hanhai City, Yang Ziyuan mused to himself, Tang San, I've arrived. Are you ready?

At this moment, Tang San, who was forging in the blacksmith shop, seemed to sense something and suddenly stopped.

"Strange? Why do I have this feeling that something bad is about to happen?"

"Ziyuan, why did we come here?"

Five days ago, Yang Ziyuan had suddenly changed their itinerary, insisting on coming to Nuoding City. He couldn't say much, so he could only accompany Yang Ziyuan here.

"Grandfather, if I remember correctly, Second Uncle has already reached level 84, right?"

Upon hearing Yang Wuhui's question, he didn't answer immediately, but instead turned to ask about the situation of Yang Wudi.

"Of course it matters! Grandfather, what would you do if I told you there is a 100,000-year spirit beast in this city?"

"A 100,000-year spirit beast?!! Ziyuan, are you sure it's here?"

Although he no longer lacked spirit rings, that didn't mean the rest of the Po Clan didn't!

Once the Po Clan possessed two Title Douluo with 100,000-year spirit rings, he would like to see who would dare to touch Yang Ziyuan!

However, if he knew the true combat strength of Spirit Hall, he probably wouldn't be making such bold claims.

"Wait, that's not right! Ziyuan, if there is a 100,000-year spirit beast here, why hasn't it been discovered yet? Could it be that it dared to run into a human city?"

Halfway through his sentence, Yang Wuhui suddenly realized he had overlooked something.

That is, once a spirit beast reaches 100,000 years, it can choose to transform into human form!

Could it be that the spirit beast in Nuoding City had done exactly that?

Perhaps this was also a special favor granted to Ziyuan by that deity!

Thinking of this, Yang Wuhui immediately asked excitedly, "Ziyuan, where is that spirit beast?"

"Grandfather, don't get excited! With her current strength, she can't run away!"

"That's true! After transforming into human form, it has to start cultivating all over again. Although I don't know what level she has reached now, judging by the scale of Nuoding City, her cultivation definitely can't be very high!"

As a Title Douluo, he knew very well that the prosperity of a city often relied on the protection of strong individuals.

Conversely, the same held true!

If a city didn't even have the resources to support the cultivation of strong individuals, why would anyone stay there?

Therefore, based on this alone, he guessed that Xiao Wu's current strength was not high!

Subsequently, after asking for directions along the way, the two of them finally arrived at the Notting Junior Spirit Master Academy.

"Yo, this spirit beast knows how to play, doesn't she? She actually ran into an academy!"

"Grandfather, this is her best option. After all, to integrate into human society, she must understand human habits. Although this academy isn't large, it is extremely suitable for her. However, it's a pity that a commoner child had to suffer for it!"

"What do you mean?"

"For this spirit beast to enter the academy to study, she must have a certificate issued by Spirit Hall. But as a spirit beast, where would she get one? It could only be that she snatched a certificate from a commoner child on the way! And judging by the fact that she hasn't been exposed for so long, that person must be dead!"

Hearing this, Yang Wuhui fell silent.

Yang Ziyuan was absolutely right!

For this spirit beast to enter the Notting Academy, she had to have a certificate issued by Spirit Hall.

Noble children were protected by guards, so she wouldn't dare to make a move against them.

Therefore, commoner children became her primary targets!

But an opportunity to become a spirit master was more important than life itself to a commoner child; why would they easily give it to that spirit beast?

Thus, that spirit beast must have killed to steal the item!

Thinking of this, a surge of anger rose in Yang Wuhui's heart.

"The ancients said, those not of our race must have a different heart! That saying is truly correct! Ziyuan, let's go. This spirit beast must die!"

"Yes!"

-08-11 00:52:18 Author: Kuangbiao de Xianyu

However, before Yang Ziyuan and his grandfather could enter, they were stopped by the gatekeeper.

"Stop, what are you doing here?"

Seeing this, Yang Wuhui glanced at him.

Upon meeting Yang Wuhui's gaze, the gatekeeper's legs went weak, and he nearly collapsed to the ground.

"This lord, you... who are you?"

"Move aside, don't block the way!"

Hearing this, the two guards scrambled out of the way, tumbling as they went.

Watching the backs of Yang Ziyuan and his companion as they left, one guard couldn't help but mutter, "Who were those two just now? They didn't look like simple people!"

Hearing his muttering, the other guard let out a cold snort and said, "Hmph, why care so much? Just worry about yourself!"

He still remembered the last time Wang Mazi tried to extort benefits from a work-study student and was caught red-handed by a teacher at the academy.

Although Wang Mazi wasn't punished at the time, he died unexpectedly in his home three days later.

According to the people from Spirit Hall, Wang Mazi died of poisoning!

But he knew for a fact that Wang Mazi had definitely been killed by that work-study student.

Because, on the night of his death, he had inadvertently seen that work-study student go to Wang Mazi's house!

Afterward, fearing that the student would come after him, he didn't report the other party.

Now that he had encountered another ruthless character, how could he dare to block them?

Losing his job was a small matter, but if he lost his life, he would have nothing left!

That was why he had let Yang Ziyuan and his companion enter the academy without interference.

However, he felt a sliver of relief in his heart. Fortunately, he hadn't spoken rudely just now, otherwise...

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a lingering fear!

At the same time, Yang Ziyuan and his companion finally found Xiao Wu in the dormitory.

"Who are you?"

Looking at Yang Ziyuan and his companion before her, Xiao Wu seemed to sense danger.

At this moment, the others in the dormitory also gathered around.

"Sister Xiao Wu, who are they?"

"Sister Xiao Wu, is that person a new work-study student?"

Seeing Xiao Wu's guarded posture, Yang Wuhui couldn't help but sneer, "Little girl, stop pretending! It must be hard for a Spirit Beast to disguise itself as a human all day long!"

Hearing this, Xiao Wu's expression changed slightly.

"Who exactly are you people?"

"A Title Douluo?!!"

Seeing that the other party was not only a Title Douluo but also possessed a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring, she knew that she was in grave danger this time!

However, she was not the type to sit and wait for death.

From the very beginning, she had noticed that this person was taking orders from the child beside him.

If she could catch him off guard and take him hostage, she might still have a chance to escape!

Thinking of this, she immediately raised her arm and aimed it at Yang Wuhui.

Seeing this, Yang Wuhui was quite puzzled.

However, the next second, he understood what was going on.

He saw three small arrows shoot out from Xiao Wu's sleeve in a triangular formation.

The three small arrows traced an arc in the air, flying rapidly toward Yang Wuhui!

Seeing this, Yang Wuhui's pupils constricted, and he quickly formed a wall of spirit power to block his front.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

The three small arrows struck the spirit power wall one after another, emitting a series of crisp clashing sounds.