Xue Xing Was Stunned: Dugu Bo Defected? Dugu Bo: I Am Willing to Serve the Sect Master!

"Your Highness..."

Meng Shenji swallowed, his voice carrying a trace of despair.

"We can no longer invite Poison Douluo."

Prince Xue Xing stiffened, frowning.

"What do you mean?"

"Han Yu personally stated that he has cured the deadly poison in Poison Douluo and his granddaughter."

Meng Shenji closed his eyes and painfully forced out the truth.

"Poison Douluo... has already joined the Ling Tian Sect."

"Impossible!

Absolutely impossible!"

Prince Xue Xing looked as though he had been struck by lightning and staggered back two steps.

"Dugu Bo owes this prince his life!

How could he betray me and join some brat?!"

Zhi Lin gritted his teeth and forced himself to add,

"Your Highness, Han Yu also left behind a message..."

Xue Ye's face turned livid as he coldly spat out a single word.

"Speak!"

"He said Prince Xue Xing's favor from back then had nothing to do with Xue Beng..."

Cold sweat poured down Zhi Lin's forehead, and his voice grew quieter and quieter.

"He also said that after returning, he would personally bring Poison Douluo to Prince Mansion...

for a proper 'visit,' to see whether you dared demand an explanation."

"Arrogant!

This is utterly outrageous!"

Prince Xue Xing trembled with rage and abruptly turned toward Xue Ye.

"Your Majesty!

That brat dared openly challenge the imperial family's dignity. If he is not executed on the spot, where will the Heaven Dou Imperial Family's honor remain?

I implore Your Majesty to mobilize the Royal Knights and surround and eliminate this criminal!"

"Enough!

Shut your mouth!"

Xue Ye roared, his eyes filled with gloom.

"Mobilize the Royal Knights?

To surround a monster who could instantly defeat three Soul Douluo in one move and has Poison Douluo backing him?

Do you think Heaven Dou Imperial City is not chaotic enough already?!"

Prince Xue Xing's face went pale, but he remained unwilling to accept it.

"But Your Majesty, Xue Beng is still a prince..."

"That rebellious son has always been arrogant and tyrannical. I have long heard of it!

This time, he kicked an iron plate. He brought it upon himself!"

Xue Ye coldly cut him off, then turned his gaze toward Meng Shenji.

"Meng Shenji, tell me honestly. What is Han Yu's true strength?

What is his Martial Soul?"

Meng Shenji swallowed, still shaken.

"Your Majesty, he looked to be no more than twenty, but his Soul Power was unfathomable.

His Martial Soul... was an extremely terrifying black dragon.

Moreover, he possessed an exceptionally rare spatial soul skill that completely ignored our defenses."

"Twenty years old, a black dragon, a spatial soul skill, and one move to severely injure three Soul Douluo..."

Xue Ye slumped onto the dragon throne, his expression shifting unpredictably.

"He even cured Dugu Bo's deadly poison and made him willingly submit...

Just where did this colossal Ling Tian Sect come from?"

The Imperial Study fell into dead silence once more.

After a long while, Xue Ye took a deep breath, his gaze becoming incomparably sharp.

"Pass down my decree. Suppress all news of Xue Beng's severe injuries. No one is to provoke Han Yu or the Ling Tian Sect again!"

Prince Xue Xing panicked.

"Your Majesty!

Are we really going to swallow this humiliation?

He said he was coming to my Prince Mansion..."

"If he wishes to pay you a visit, then receive him properly!"

Xue Ye stared fixedly at Prince Xue Xing, his tone icy.

"Before we learn the Ling Tian Sect's true background, even if he puts a blade to your neck, you will greet him with a smile!

If your stupidity brings another unfathomable enemy upon the empire, I will not spare you!"

Prince Xue Xing's legs gave out, and he collapsed to the ground, his face ashen.

"Your brother... obeys."

Heaven Dou City, the main hall of the Ling Tian Sect's residence.

The hall was furnished with ancient grandeur. Han Yu walked straight to the seat of honor and sat down, his expression calm. Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling stood respectfully below him.

Dugu Bo, who had been waiting in the hall, immediately stepped forward and bowed slightly.

"Sect Master, you have returned."

After speaking, he straightened and looked toward Dugu Yan beside him, his brows immediately knitting together.

"Yanyan, Lingling?

Shouldn't you be cultivating in the academy's Mimicry Training Area at this hour?

Why did you return with the Sect Master?

And Yanyan, why does your complexion look off? Did someone at the academy bully you?"

Dugu Yan glanced at Han Yu in the seat of honor. Seeing that he had no intention of stopping her, she bit her lip and spoke softly.

"Grandfather... we withdrew from the academy."

"Withdrew?"

Dugu Bo froze, his face darkening.

"What happened? Who wronged you?"

"Xue Beng."

Dugu Yan took a deep breath and truthfully explained.

"Today, Xue Beng brought people to the Mimicry Training Area. Not only did he speak rudely, he openly insulted the Sect Master and the Ling Tian Sect.

The Sect Master took action... and crippled Xue Beng."

"Crippled?"

Dugu Bo's pupils contracted slightly, but he soon let out a cold snort.

"That useless playboy is an eyesore to me already!

He dared provoke the Sect Master? He deserved to die!

But... did those three old fools, Meng Shenji and the others, just stand by and watch?"

Dugu Yan swallowed, lingering fear still in her voice.

"The three Education Committee Members did try to stop him. They even used the prototype of a Martial Soul Fusion Skill..."

"And then?"

Dugu Bo pressed.

"And then..."

Dugu Yan gave a bitter smile.

"The Sect Master shattered their defenses with one move. All three were severely injured and coughing up blood. They could not even crawl."

The hall fell silent for a moment.

Dugu Bo drew in a sharp breath and could not help casting a reverent glance at Han Yu in the main seat.

One move to severely injure three Soul Douluo above level eighty.

Han Yu was truly terrifying!

Dugu Yan looked at her grandfather and continued with some concern.

"Grandfather, Meng Shenji and the others even used your relationship with Prince Xue Xing to pressure the Sect Master,

saying that you were a retainer of Prince Mansion, and that severely injuring the Fourth Prince, whom Prince Xue Xing supported most, would put you in a difficult position..."

"A difficult position?

What fucking nonsense!"

Dugu Bo flew into a rage, fiercely sweeping his sleeve, his eyes filled with coldness.

"My life, and your life, were both given by the Sect Master!

Xue Xing did indeed show me kindness back then, but over these years, how many petty threats have I deterred for his Heaven Dou Imperial Family?

I repaid that favor long ago!"

Dugu Bo turned around, faced Han Yu, and dropped to one knee, his voice ringing like metal.

"Sect Master, judge clearly!

Dugu Bo lives as a man of the Ling Tian Sect and dies as a ghost of the Ling Tian Sect!

If that old bastard Xue Xing dares challenge the Sect Master over one useless prince, there will be no need for the Sect Master to act. I will be the first to cripple him!"

Han Yu leaned against the back of his chair, his slender fingers lightly tapping the armrest as he gave a quiet laugh.

"Rise. I naturally know your loyalty."

Dugu Bo rose to his feet, a fierce glint flashing through his eyes.

"Sect Master, the Heaven Dou Imperial Family will never let this go. Shall I first make a trip to the palace and warn that old bastard Xue Ye?"

"There is no need to make things so troublesome."

Han Yu stopped tapping and slowly rose to his feet. Looking down at Dugu Bo, his tone was calm, yet carried a suffocating pressure.

"Make the preparations.

Tomorrow, you will accompany me to Prince Xue Xing's Mansion."

Dugu Bo was stunned for a moment, then a cruel sneer curved his lips.

"Yes, Sect Master!

I would like to see what kind of expression Xue Xing will have when he sees me tomorrow!"