A Chrysanthemum and a Little Ghost, and You Dare Act Arrogant?!

Spirit Hall.

Bibi Dong closed the Chat Group Light Screen.

Her gaze gradually sharpened.

"Tang Hao... I never expected you to be hiding near Nuoding City."

Bibi Dong murmured softly.

A cold killing intent flashed through her purple eyes.

"Someone."

Bibi Dong's voice rang out, carrying unquestionable authority.

"Pope."

Two figures arrived at the Pope Palace.

They were Spirit Hall's two great Title Douluo elders—Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei.

"The trail of the criminal Tang Hao has been discovered near Nuoding City."

Bibi Dong's voice was calm.

Yet it carried a suffocating killing intent.

"Tang Hao!"

Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo showed shock on their faces.

"I order you two to depart for Nuoding City at once and capture Tang Hao without fail."

"If he resists, kill him without mercy!"

"Yes, Pope!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo exchanged a glance.

Both saw shock in the other's eyes.

Tang Hao!

The Clear Sky Douluo who had killed the previous Pope and was hunted by Spirit Hall!

Who would have thought he would appear near the remote Nuoding City?

Neither of them dared delay.

They immediately accepted the order.

"This subordinate will depart at once!"

With that said.

Their figures vanished from the Pope Palace like ghosts.

Only Bibi Dong remained in the hall.

She walked to the window and looked in the direction of Nuoding City.

A meaningful smile curled across her lips.

"A-Qing, I've helped you as much as I can."

"The rest depends on your own abilities."

"I hope you won't disappoint me."

The night was as black as ink.

The lights of Notting Academy had long since gone out.

Only the occasional chirping of insects echoed through the silence.

A dim oil lamp still burned in Yu Xiaogang's office.

He wore a gray robe as he sat bent over his desk.

A thick stack of papers lay spread before him.

"Tang San... Twin Martial Souls, Innate Full Soul Power, such unyielding will, and a mind far beyond his peers..."

Yu Xiaogang muttered to himself.

His fingers lightly tapped against the tabletop.

"With my guidance, and a perfect Spirit Ring combination tailored specifically for him..."

"It won't be long before he becomes one of the most formidable Soul Masters on Douluo Continent!"

"Then everyone will know that I, Yu Xiaogang, am not trash!"

He had devoted his entire life to researching Soul Master theory.

Yet because of his Martial Soul's malignant mutation, he could never break through Level 30 for the rest of his life.

He had endured mockery and disdain throughout his life.

Tang San's appearance was like a ray of light illuminating his bleak existence.

He would pass all his lifelong knowledge on to Tang San.

He would make Tang San the finest proof of his theories.

He would prove to all of Douluo Continent that his title of "Grandmaster" was by no means undeserved!

Just as he was imagining the future.

A black figure appeared in the office like a ghost.

"!!!"

Yu Xiaogang was startled.

He abruptly turned around.

His Soul Power instantly began circulating as he warily looked toward the newcomer.

The man wore a broad black cloak that concealed his entire body in shadow.

Only a pair of eyes as deep as icy pools was visible, radiating a suffocating pressure.

"Who are you?"

Yu Xiaogang demanded in a low voice.

Although the other man's aura filled him with immense fear.

He still forced himself to remain calm.

The man in black did not answer.

He merely slowly raised a hand and removed the hood from his head.

A sharply defined face appeared beneath the lamplight.

His gaze was keen.

Yet it carried the weathered air of someone who had endured countless hardships.

"It's you!"

The vaguely familiar face made Yu Xiaogang's pupils contract sharply.

After recognizing him, disbelief appeared on his face.

"Clear Sky Douluo?!"

Tang Hao's name was known to everyone on Douluo Continent.

Yu Xiaogang had once regarded him as an idol in his youth.

He had admired his strength and deeds beyond measure.

Tang Hao looked at Yu Xiaogang.

He said calmly:

"I came for my son."

"Your son?"

Yu Xiaogang froze for a moment.

Then realization suddenly struck him, and his eyes widened.

"The Clear Sky Hammer!"

"Could it be... Tang San is your son?!"

Tang Hao gave a slight nod, confirming it.

"It's actually true!"

Yu Xiaogang trembled with excitement.

Even his breathing became hurried.

His disciple was actually the son of his idol!

Twin Martial Souls combined with the bloodline of the Clear Sky Douluo—he was simply the Chosen One!

"I'm entrusting him to you. I hope you'll nurture him well."

Tang Hao's tone remained calm.

But there was a faint, nearly imperceptible trust in his eyes.

As he spoke.

Tang Hao took a black token from his robes.

The Spirit Hall emblem was engraved upon it, along with the words "Elder."

Spirit Hall's Elder Token.

He handed the token to Yu Xiaogang.

"Take this. With it, Spirit Hall won't make things difficult for you and Xiao San in the future."

Yu Xiaogang accepted the token with trembling hands.

His heart was filled with wild joy!

He was just about to say something else.

When Tang Hao's expression suddenly changed.

The man's gaze sharpened as he looked out the window.

"It seems some rats have come knocking."

Tang Hao said quietly.

A cold killing intent laced his voice.

He could clearly sense two powerful currents of Soul Power rapidly approaching Notting Academy.

"I'll leave first. Take care of Xiao San."

Tang Hao finished speaking.

His figure flashed.

He disappeared from the office.

Leaving Yu Xiaogang standing there alone in a daze.

The excitement in his heart refused to fade for a long time.

Meanwhile.

Inside the Work-Study Student Dormitory of Notting Academy.

Lin Qingmo lay awake.

Even on his bed, he felt no trace of sleepiness.

He kept considering how to report Tang Hao's whereabouts to Spirit Hall without exposing his own identity.

After making inquiries.

He had already learned the exact location of Holy Soul Village, where Tang San had once lived.

It was near Nuoding City, not too far away.

"Going directly to Spirit Hall to report him definitely won't work."

"But how would a six-year-old brat like me know Tang Hao's whereabouts?"

That would be the sort of behavior that easily aroused suspicion.

Lin Qingmo furrowed his brow.

He pondered inwardly.

"Maybe I can report it anonymously? Pretend I accidentally overheard something and tell the people from Spirit Hall?"

Just as he racked his brains.

"Ah!!!!"

A thunderous roar suddenly tore through the night sky.

It shook the entirety of Nuoding City as though the city itself had trembled.

"Criminal Tang Hao!"

"Spirit Hall is here! Surrender at once!"

"Resist, and you will be killed without mercy!"

The voice was shrill and piercing, filled with arrogant swagger.

Immediately afterward.

A rough, bold laugh rang out, brimming with disdain and dominance.

"Hahaha, a chrysanthemum and a little ghost, and you dare act arrogant in front of me?"

The instant those words fell.

Rumble—!

The ground suddenly shook violently, as though an earthquake had struck.

The beds in the dormitory swayed without stopping.

Miscellaneous items on the tables fell one after another.

"!!!"

The Work-Study Students were jolted awake from their dreams.

One after another, they scrambled up in panic, having no idea what was happening.

"What's going on?"

"Was that an earthquake?"

"What a terrifying tremor!"

"Did some powerful soul beast attack Nuoding City?"

"Get outside!"

The Work-Study Students buzzed with discussion.

Everyone rushed out of the dormitory in a panic.

But when Lin Qingmo heard those two voices,

his heart churned like a raging sea!

"A Chrysanthemum... a Ghost..."

Weren't those the words Tang Hao had said in the original story he'd heard about?

And that voice at the beginning, telling Tang Hao to surrender at once...

Tang Hao!

Chrysanthemum Douluo!

Ghost Douluo!

"Why were they fighting here?!"