Bullied Me? My Teacher Loved Stirring Up Trouble

Heaven Dou Royal Academy, Soul Fighting Arena.

Lin Nuo and Yu Tianheng stood facing each other from afar.

This sudden sparring match had long since caused an uproar throughout the academy as gossip spread.

The young sect master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was actually going to take the stage and bully a junior who had just enrolled, all over jealousy. Rumor even had it that the female lead was Poison Douluo's beloved granddaughter.

Even students who normally cared only about cultivation could not resist coming to watch such explosive gossip.

In a luxurious private room with an excellent view, the three Education Committee Members and Qian Renxue, who had rushed over after receiving the news, had already taken their seats.

Though they were all eagerly anticipating the real combat abilities of a genius like Lin Nuo, the absurd cause behind this soul fight made their tempers flare every time they thought about it.

"Does that Yu Tianheng really take Heaven Dou Royal Academy for the backyard of his Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?!"

Bai Baoshan, who had the hottest temper, slammed his palm against the armrest and was the first to speak up. "Competing with a newly enrolled student over a woman is simply outrageous!"

The other two Education Committee Members also frowned in agreement.

Just then, Xue Qinghe spoke in an unhurried tone.

"Three Education Committee Members, once the soul fight begins, please keep a close eye on the situation on the stage.

"Yu Tianheng is already twelve years old, and his Soul Power has reached level twenty-seven, a full two levels above Lin Nuo's.

"If anything unexpected happens, be sure to stop it immediately."

The three Education Committee Members nodded repeatedly.

If a promising talent like Lin Nuo, someone destined to shake the continent, damaged his foundation over such nonsense, the three old men would be heartbroken to death.

As they spoke, there came a light knock at the door. Then, a gentle and refined voice drifted in from outside.

"Qinghe, I heard that you recruited an unparalleled genius for the empire today.

"What is it? Won't you introduce him to your teacher?"

The moment she heard that voice, Qian Renxue's heart sank, and her expression darkened slightly.

Was it that teacher of hers who loved stirring up trouble again?

She knew the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had surely planted informants within Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

But she had never expected

Ning Fengzhi to receive the news so quickly.

It seemed that when necessary, those Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect spies would need to be cleaned out.

Though she was internally branding Ning Fengzhi with the Way of Seeking Death, Qian Renxue outwardly maintained the flawless demeanor of a warm and gentle crown prince.

She immediately rose to her feet and gave a slight bow to Ning Fengzhi, who had pushed open the door and entered. Half-jokingly, she said,

"Teacher, your sources truly are well informed.

"The young friend Lin Nuo down there on the stage is precisely the outstanding talent your disciple worked so hard to find this time.

"It took your disciple tremendous effort to invite him here. Teacher, your family business is vast, so please do not steal him away from me in person later."

Ning Fengzhi smiled and waved a hand, following Xue Qinghe's gesture as he turned his gaze toward the Soul Fighting Arena below.

Yet the instant he clearly saw Lin Nuo's face, the pupils of Sect Master Ning, who had always remained unruffled even before a mountain collapse, suddenly contracted.

Chen Xin, Sword Douluo, who stood behind him as his protector, also narrowed his eyes. His formidable spiritual power swept across Lin Nuo before he opened his eyes and secretly transmitted his voice to Ning Fengzhi.

"Fengzhi, that boy is indeed level twenty-five. His foundation is also exceptionally solid, without the slightest trace of forced advancement."

With Sword Douluo's confirmation, Ning Fengzhi's thoughts immediately began to race.

He shot Xue Qinghe a meaningful glance and probed,

"Qinghe, do you not feel... that this young friend Lin Nuo bears quite a resemblance to an 'old acquaintance' we both know?"

Ning Fengzhi stopped there, but the implication behind his words could not have been clearer.

Yet that was precisely what Ning Fengzhi found most incomprehensible.

As a top-tier support-type sect, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect possessed an intelligence network that could be called the greatest on the continent for the sake of self-preservation. They even had high-ranking spies planted within Spirit City.

Yet despite that, they had never received the slightest rumor that Pope Bibi Dong had once been pregnant and given birth.

"Your meaning, Teacher, naturally is clear to your disciple."

Qian Renxue's expression did not change, and her response was flawless.

"But Teacher, why not consider it from another angle? If young friend Lin Nuo truly had such an intimate connection with that person in Spirit City,

"how could she possibly allow such a peerless prodigy to remain outside, or even brazenly come to the territory of our Heaven Dou Empire?"

"It simply makes no sense."

Xue Qinghe lifted her teacup, her tone assured.

"According to my investigation, young friend Lin Nuo's Martial Soul is the exceedingly rare Death Spider Emperor.

"The resemblance in appearance is most likely due to the assimilating effect this top-tier Spider Martial Soul has on its host upon awakening.

"Furthermore, an official at the Martial Soul Branch Hall in Nuoding City lacked discernment and mistook it for an ordinary Death Demon Spider.

"That was how I had the opportunity to exploit the oversight and spend a great sum to poach him from Spirit Hall."

While she spoke eloquently on the surface, Qian Renxue had been fiercely debating with herself these past few days.

Reason told her that if Lin Nuo truly was that woman's flesh and blood, leaving him to grow up unattended in some impoverished backwater like Nuoding City was utterly absurd.

Yet her instincts kept hammering at her. That boy's face and that cool, detached temperament absolutely had something to do with Bibi Dong.

She truly could not fathom what that madwoman was thinking.

After hearing Xue Qinghe's meticulous analysis, Ning Fengzhi nodded thoughtfully.

Indeed, from the Pope's perspective, leaving her biological child defenselessly in the care of the Heaven Dou Empire was pure fantasy.

"I understand what you mean, Qinghe. It seems it truly was a coincidence."

Ning Fengzhi set aside his doubts and turned his gaze back toward the Soul Fighting Arena below, smiling gently.

"Once this soul fight is over, be sure to properly introduce this young talent to your teacher."

"Of course." Qian Renxue replied with a smile.

Though that was what she said, Ning Fengzhi, a merchant by nature, would not believe merely one side of his disciple's story.

As the saying went, without investigation, there was no right to speak.

He preferred to believe what he could see for himself.

If it were proven that Lin Nuo was Bibi Dong's flesh and blood, he might have to employ certain disgraceful methods to nip the danger in the bud.

Spirit Hall had placed far too much pressure on them over the years. Properly diverting disaster elsewhere could help the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect alleviate much of that pressure.

It would also prove that his disciple was no longer of one heart with them.

Then he could no longer continue increasing his investment in her.

Conversely, Bibi Dong had already proven the strength of the Death Spider Emperor Martial Soul.

If Lin Nuo's background was clean, how could he possibly not be tempted by such a genius?

What the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect lacked most was talent—especially a genius with the inheritance of a top-tier Martial Soul!