"Little San, from now on, you're all your teacher has. I hope you won't disappoint me!"
Yu Xiaogang gazed through the small window at the scenery passing by outside the carriage and murmured under his breath.
He had given up hope of repairing his Martial Soul. Even if he got his Martial Soul back, he probably wouldn't be able to break through Level 29.
In the eyes of powerful forces like the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and Spirit Hall, he would still be a good-for-nothing.
He might as well spend more time and effort nurturing Tang San, and make him a true powerhouse.
Once he had nurtured a Titled Douluo—or even someone stronger—no one would dare call him a good-for-nothing anymore.
If Luo Yan knew what Yu Xiaogang was thinking, he would definitely appear and mock him.
In Luo Yan's view,
Yu Xiaogang thought Tang San had nothing but a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, so nurturing him into a Titled Douluo would be a way to demonstrate his own abilities.
Even if he lacked Soul Power, being a capable teacher would still count for something.
But Tang San's Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul was no ordinary one.
Not only was Tang San a Twin Martial Soul wielder, with the Clear Sky Hammer as his other top-tier Martial Soul,
but his Blue Silver Grass also carried the Blue Silver Emperor Bloodline and could evolve into the Blue Silver Emperor.
With the two Martial Souls working together, even if Tang San went on to become a Titled Douluo, people would talk more about his talent.
Not about the man who had taught him.
Both of his Martial Souls were top-tier, and he also had Innate Full Soul Power. As long as he didn't die young, even a dog could become a Titled Douluo.
So Yu Xiaogang's idea was a joke.
Unfortunately, Yu Xiaogang seemed possessed. He wouldn't think that far ahead.
In Spirit City, inside Spirit Hall's Pope Palace,
a figure stood beside the papal throne, the symbol of Spirit Hall's supreme authority.
She wore a radiant golden ceremonial gown that fit her perfectly from head to toe. The dazzling fabric glittered with over a hundred red, blue, and gold gemstones.
The Nine-Curved Purple Gold Crown on her head shone brilliantly, and she held a scepter about two meters long, studded with countless jewels.
Bibi Dong's fair skin and nearly flawless face made her seem utterly unlike anyone else.
Especially the invisible aura of noble sanctity she exuded, which made people feel an urge to prostrate themselves before her.
Bibi Dong was breathtakingly beautiful, noble, elegant, and serene. Every beautiful word seemed suited to her.
Though she was no longer young, the passage of time seemed to have left no trace on her.
Her gaze passed through the ceiling of the Pope Palace as she thought about her conversation with Yu Xiaogang a few days earlier.
Xiaogang, have I really become someone you can no longer trust...
After a long while, Bibi Dong sighed helplessly.
During their conversation, she had sensed that Yu Xiaogang seemed to be hiding something from her.
In the end, Bibi Dong could no longer resist her curiosity and called softly, "Yue Guan!"
As soon as her voice fell, a slender figure appeared in the hall, even though the doors of the Pope Palace had not opened.
"Chrysanthemum Douluo pays his respects to Your Holiness. May I ask what you summoned me for?"
As soon as he entered, Chrysanthemum Douluo bowed deeply to Bibi Dong, showing great respect.
"Someone entered the Library Pavilion some time ago. His name is Yu Xiaogang, and he used to live in Nuoding City, in the Heaven Dou Empire."
"Look into his background and find out everything he's been through!"
"This man is important. He may be a spy for the Heaven Dou Empire. Complete the task as soon as you can!"
Bibi Dong gave the order without further ado.
"Yes!"
Yue Guan asked no questions. He accepted the task and left.
The Pope Palace fell silent once more.
Five days later.
Luo Yan was in much better shape than he had been at the beginning.
He now sat cross-legged on the ground in calm meditation, as if he had entered a state of cultivation.
He was still drenched in sweat, but he was no longer writhing on the ground to cope with the pain like he had at first.
Three days ago, after Luo Yan's condition improved, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing had returned to their cultivation, reassured enough not to disturb him.
Today was the seventh day of Luo Yan's bloodline evolution, which had taken far longer than his last evolution into a Purple Thunder Flood Dragon.
Suddenly, the calm expression on Luo Yan's face twisted into a grimace once more.
"Roar!"
A dragon's roar burst from Luo Yan's mouth.
His eyes snapped open, and his pupils changed, one turning purple and the other gold.
A violent aura erupted from his body.
His cultivation had now reached the peak of Tier 6 Demon Emperor, while his physical body had reached the early stage of Tier 7 Demon Venerable.
But Luo Yan sensed that his Heavenly Tribulation was gathering and would descend before long.
With the foundation of a pure-blooded dragon, the tribulation would surely be powerful. What was more, this world seemed to reject him.
If anyone else joined him in facing the tribulation, there was a good chance they would die beneath it.
Thinking of this, he immediately shouted to Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing:
"Zhuqing, Xiao Wu, get out of here with Da Ming and Er Ming. Take everyone else in the hotel with you, too!"
"Make sure you hurry!"
Luo Yan saw the clouds already gathering overhead and figured the tribulation would begin soon.
Without waiting for Zhu Zhuqing and the others to think it over, he grabbed Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu and led them to Da Ming and Er Ming's room.
After giving Da Ming and Er Ming further instructions, Luo Yan went straight to the roof of the Rose Hotel.
The sky above Suotuo City was now completely covered in dark clouds, plunging the entire city into darkness.
Only the lightning flashing within the clouds briefly illuminated the city from time to time.
The City Lord's Mansion.
The strange phenomenon over Suotuo City had woken Zhao Yuan. He stood atop one of the mansion's high towers.
"What on earth has been happening in Suotuo City lately..." He stared at the endless black clouds, his expression bewildered.
He could sense an extremely dangerous aura in the lightning above.
A direct hit could leave someone gravely injured at best—or wipe them out completely.
At the thought, Zhao Yuan felt a headache coming on. In the end, he issued an order: "Spread the word. Have everyone take shelter in cellars to avoid any accidents!"
Fortunately, Suotuo City was on a vast plain, and the city itself was large.
Apart from the area around the City Lord's Mansion, the other districts were either protected by formations or sparsely populated.
Otherwise, this would have been very difficult to manage.
After giving the order, Zhao Yuan went out to handle matters himself.
As the lord of Suotuo City, he would be held responsible no matter what happened there.
At the center of the dark clouds, Luo Yan gazed up at the sky, his expression grave.
Beyond the endless clouds, he could also see a vast Thunder Pool.
Countless bolts of lightning flashed within it. Some were even gathering power, as if they, too, were waiting for the tribulation to begin.
For some reason, Luo Yan felt an overwhelming urge to swallow the Thunder Pool whole.
"I wonder if that Thunder Pool tastes good..."
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