The Unlucky Zhao Wuji

Martial Soul Hall, rear palace.

Hu Liena was facing the wall in reflection. Although they had brought back Li Tianyi, their target, the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, had died due to self-sacrifice. Furthermore, because they failed to distinguish friend from foe, they had missed a golden opportunity. Bibi Dong still decided that Hu Liena, as the Saintess, must face some punishment.

Yan's arm had not yet been fully reattached; he could only barely manage to move it.

"Truly detestable. If not for the sake of the bigger picture, I would have slaughtered that brat!"

The Healing Light from an auxiliary-type soul master wrapped bit by bit around Yan's severed arm, though the healing speed was somewhat unsatisfactory.

Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo watched the Golden Generation in such a listless state from the rear palace and could not help but sigh.

When it all came down to it, Tang San was the one who had caused all of this. The enmity between them had reached a point where only one side could survive.

On the other side, Heaven Dou Empire.

When Chen Xin learned that Zhao Wuji had tossed his personal disciple aside like trash, he had immediately carved a floral pattern into him with his blade.

If not for Yu Xiaogang's desperate persuasion, suggesting that Zhao Wuji's third soul skill—Gravity Enhancement—could assist in the training of the Heaven Dou Empire's soldiers, Zhao Wuji would likely have already been hung at the gates of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

The current situation was already dire; even if Chen Xin was angry, he would not execute a Soul Douluo just like that. Zhao Wuji still had the potential to grow into a Title Douluo, and at the very least, he could play a key role in the battles to come.

"Old Zhao, hang in there! I heard that even the Poison Douluo couldn't protect you!"

Dai Mubai draped an arm over Zhao Wuji, teasing him with a wink.

Within the sword-scarred features of his face, Zhao Wuji squeezed out a bitter smile. How had he not thought of it? Not everyone could meet Dean Flender. Besides, what kind of brat could roam freely through Shrek Academy?

Zhao Wuji only blamed himself for being too young and not having tasted enough of a Title Douluo's fists. His title of Immovable Wisdom King was indeed resounding, but it only held weight among Soul Douluos.

If he were to step into the realm of a Title Douluo, he dared not imagine what other terrifying existences he might provoke.

"Schadenfreude! Don't think that just because you're a Shrek graduate and the Second Prince of the Star Luo Empire, I can't do anything to you!"

Zhao Wuji spoke through gritted teeth. Damn it, everyone had a background, while he had nothing.

"Teacher Zhao, don't be angry. As long as we find Li Tianyi and you offer him a formal apology, Sword Douluo won't do anything to you."

Dai Mubai chuckled and nudged Zhao Wuji's chest before turning around and waving his hand.

"I have matters to attend to in the Star Luo Empire, so I shall take my leave!"

No sooner said than done, Dai Mubai vanished in a flash.

"That little brat!"

Zhao Wuji wore a mournful face as he continued to drill the soldiers.

A few days later, Tang San returned to the academy. When Yu Xiaogang learned that Li Tianyi had been taken away by Martial Soul Hall, he paced back and forth in his office incessantly.

If Chen Xin were to find out about this, Zhao Wuji might truly not live much longer.

"Keep this matter a secret for now, and do not let Zhao Wuji know. In the short term, Martial Soul Hall will not harm him; they will likely use him as a bargaining chip to negotiate with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

"However, paper cannot wrap up fire forever."

Liu Erlong also felt a headache coming on. The appearance of Li Tianyi was truly unfathomable.

Why would he leave the safety of the Heaven Dou Empire to head into the Star Dou Great Forest and fight against Martial Soul Hall alongside Tang San?

Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang could not understand it either. Even if Li Tianyi's Soul Power Level had reached level 19 and he needed to hunt a soul beast, he shouldn't have gone into the territory of ten-thousand-year soul beasts.

There were too many questions, and none of them could be explained clearly.

Even when Yu Xiaogang tried to put himself in Ling Chen's shoes, he still could not make sense of it.

"This news will reach Sword Douluo sooner or later. But that won't help; Sword Douluo cannot simply storm into Martial Soul Hall to rescue Li Tianyi."

Tang San analyzed the situation. All he could do now was improve his strength so that he would have a chance to rescue Li Tianyi later.

"True, but what I fear is that Li Tianyi might have joined Martial Soul Hall!"

As soon as Yu Xiaogang said this, Tang San's expression turned solemn.

If Li Tianyi had joined Martial Soul Hall, they would have no chance of winning. Given how Martial Soul Hall cultivated geniuses, it was not hard to imagine what kind of demon would emerge in the future.

If Li Tianyi were to stand in the middle of an enemy army, Martial Soul Hall could annihilate other sects with minimal cost.

"I don't think it's possible. Based on what Li Tianyi has shown, Martial Soul Hall would never let him go. Considering the Soul Saints Martial Soul Hall lost, Li Tianyi would have to pay the price."

Yu Xiaogang continued to pace. To save him or not to save him—he was caught in a dilemma.

"Instead of this, why don't we plant a mole? If we can establish contact with Li Tianyi, we can also gain information about Martial Soul Hall."

Tang San's words caused a sudden realization for Yu Xiaogang, but they lacked a suitable candidate.

After some thought, Yu Xiaogang decided to utilize the resources of the Heaven Dou Empire.

"There is no need to worry about that. There are plenty of people in the Heaven Dou Empire; someone will surely be able to infiltrate and establish contact with Li Tianyi."

With that said, Tang San and the others began to take action.

Seven days later, Ling Chen's soul power broke through to level 20. Every time Hu Liena came to deliver food, Ling Chen would hide under his covers.

Faced with such a cramped dungeon, Ling Chen did not feel empty or lonely; instead, his comprehension of sword intent grew deeper.

In a place like this, it was easy to calm one's heart and feel the power of the sword.

Ling Chen had no need to leave right now. He did not want to attract the attention of other Title Douluos, nor did he want to get involved in the struggle between the Heaven Dou Empire and Martial Soul Hall.

The situation was already chaotic enough as it was, and Ling Chen was perfectly content to simply cultivate his state of mind in peace here.

Bibi Dong had no time to converse with Ling Chen; as the Pope, she was naturally swamped with affairs. Could she really spare the time to visit a seven-year-old hostage? Ling Chen did not believe Bibi Dong could carve out time to see him.

However, Hu Liena also noticed that something was amiss.

Although she was somewhat distraught and not paying much attention to Ling Chen, the sight of such a large lump under the covers easily caught her eye. During her second delivery of food, Hu Liena did not walk away; instead, she hid in the distance to observe.

Ling Chen habitually smashed his bowl as usual, but the man in his twenties before her was a completely different person from the Li Tianyi in Hu Liena's memory, frightening her into immediately seeking out her teacher.

"Teacher, something has happened to Li Tianyi! The brat in the dungeon is gone, and there is a new face in his place!"

Bibi Dong was skeptical of what Hu Liena said.

What did she mean by a twenty-year-old adult appearing out of thin air? Did she really think she, Pope Bibi Dong, had been eating for nothing all these years?

Even the strongest beast spirit—the martial soul fusion of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon—could not achieve such a transformation in physique and other aspects.

"Enough, Nana! Do not remain so obsessed!"