"Sir!"
"If you don't give me, Ning, an explanation today, then the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect won't be pushed around, either."
Ning Fengzhi stared at Qian Wuyou with a cold gaze.
The gentle smile he usually wore had vanished from his face, replaced by a look of icy severity.
As the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, he could never tolerate someone nearly killing his daughter.
And truth be told, Ning Fengzhi was a clever man.
He knew that everything that had happened at Shrek Academy was Qian Wuyou's doing.
Otherwise, he simply couldn't understand why all the teachers and students at Shrek Academy, who had always gotten along and laughed together, would suddenly turn on one another without warning.
The teachers and students of Shrek Academy who had already died.
Immovable Bright King Zhao Wuji, with his hands and feet broken, was already on the brink of death.
Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing had passed out from the pain of their severed arms.
No matter how he looked at it, this horrific infighting at Shrek Academy was strange at every turn.
There was no doubt about it—someone had been pulling strings behind the scenes.
He knew the people of Shrek well.
They would never cruelly attack their companions, much less cause such a bloody disaster, with some dead and their souls extinguished, and others gravely injured and crippled.
Apart from Qian Wuyou, the man before him from Spirit Hall, there was no other possible culprit.
"Oh!"
"You want to give the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect an explanation?"
"Heh!"
"Who do you think you are?"
Qian Wuyou curled his lip.
As if giving an explanation would make Ning Fengzhi and the two Titled Douluo, Sword and Bone, let them leave Heaven Dou City safely.
Did they really think he didn't know that Ge Long, the Heaven Dou Empire's marshal of a million troops, was racing toward Shrek Academy with a three-thousand-strong Soul Master army?
The Heaven Dou Imperial Family had made it plain—they wanted to join forces with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to deal with him.
Of course, Qian Wuyou had also spotted three familiar faces.
They were Qian Renxue, disguised as the Heaven Dou Empire's crown prince, "Xue Qinghe," and Snake Lance Douluo and Porcupinefish Douluo, who were secretly assigned to protect her.
All three were old acquaintances of Qian Wuyou's.
But he had no time to bother with them now.
Before Qian Wuyou could speak, Tang Hao beside him cut in first.
"Brother Fengzhi, Your Excellencies Sword and Bone, what is there to discuss with people from Spirit Hall?"
"The person who brought this disaster upon your daughter is that brat Qian Wuyou standing before you."
"The little girl beside that brat is Qian Wuyou's younger sister. She received the sacrifice of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, and she has not only a hundred-thousand-year sixth Soul Ring, but also a hundred-thousand-year left leg Soul Bone!"
Tang Hao's voice boomed like a great bell, echoing throughout Heaven Dou City, his words brimming with fury.
Since neither he nor Tang San could get Xiao Wu's hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring and Soul Bone, he wouldn't let that little girl get off easy, either.
So Tang Hao poured all his Soul Power into his voice, spreading the news of the hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring and Soul Bone through the surrounding streets and alleys until everyone in Heaven Dou City could hear it loud and clear.
"What???"
"A hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring and Soul Bone???"
Sure enough—
Tang Hao's words sent all of Heaven Dou City into an uproar.
Countless gazes swung toward the girl beside Qian Wuyou, their eyes filled with shock and greed.
Even Ning Fengzhi and the two Douluo, Sword and Bone, were no exception.
They couldn't obtain a hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring, but they could kill and rob someone for a hundred-thousand-year Soul Bone...
Even Ten Thousand Year Soul Bones were known as Blood River Treasures—so what about a hundred-thousand-year Soul Bone, far more precious than those?
A hundred-thousand-year Soul Bone was a supreme treasure they could beg for their entire lives and still never obtain...
And now, there it was, just like that, on a young girl. How could anyone not be excited, not grow greedy?
If they weren't wary of Qian Wuyou, a Peak Douluo, someone would surely have given in to their greed by now and attacked to seize the hundred-thousand-year Soul Bone that could drive the entire Soul Master World mad.
Even so, undercurrents still stirred through the crowd. One burning, furtive gaze after another clung to Qian Wuyou, and breaths grew heavy and rapid.
Many Soul Masters' eyes darted about as they calculated furiously: once Tang Hao and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had Qian Wuyou tied down, they would turn into ravenous wolves and pounce without hesitation to snatch that hundred-thousand-year Soul Bone.
"Y-you... insolent..."
Under the malicious stares of so many people, Qian Wulu felt goose bumps rising all over her body.
But she forced herself to endure the discomfort, trying her best to put on the haughty air befitting a little princess of the Angel Family. Her voice quavered faintly, but she still managed to scold them.
"W-what are you all staring at?"
"I am a descendant of the Angel God, the young mistress of the Angel Family, and my own brother is a Peak Douluo with three black and six red Soul Rings."
"Your granny has not only Titled Douluo-level guardians by her side, but also several thousand Soul Masters serving as bodyguards."
"Anyone who dares set their sights on your granny will make an enemy of the entire Angel Clan!"
Qian Renxue: "Huh???"
Snake Lance Douluo: "What the heck???"
Chi Xue Douluo: "For real???"
Good grief. Just... good grief.
What the heck was this about being the young mistress of the Angel Family?
If Qian Wulu was the young mistress of the Angel Clan, then who was Qian Renxue?
Qian Renxue rested her chin in her hand...
Snake Lance Douluo pondered...
Chi Xue Douluo looked bewildered...
During all their years undercover in the Heaven Dou Empire, what on earth had happened to Spirit Hall and the Angel Family?
Her head was so itchy—it felt like she was about to grow a new brain.
Just then, Flender beside them spoke up as well.
"His Excellency Haotian, Sect Master Ning, Your Excellencies Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, please help us kill Qian Wuyou and avenge the teachers and students of Shrek Academy who died!"
Shrek Academy had suffered devastating losses. If he couldn't kill Qian Wuyou, Flender feared he would die without peace for the rest of his life.
Liu Erlong, who had survived beside him, was also grief-stricken, her gaze fixed on Qian Wuyou.
As for that good-for-nothing Yu Xiaogang, after ending the Martial Soul Fusion Skill—Golden Sacred Dragon—he had forced himself to overdraw his life and passed out cold.
And truth be told, Yu Xiaogang, forcibly controlled by Angel Domination, had been overdrawing his life all along to squeeze out Soul Power.
In less than half an hour, Yu Xiaogang looked as though every last bit of vitality had been drained from him. His black hair had turned completely white, and his face had rapidly grown old.
At that moment, Yu Xiaogang looked like a candle guttering in the wind, nothing like the spirited man he had once been.
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