Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect: Is Xiao Wu a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in Human Form?
The morning sun had just shone on the vermilion city walls of Heaven Dou City when a political tsunami swept through the entire capital.
The dozen or so noble mansions that were arrogant and domineering last night have all been turned into a desolate Asura this morning.
Eleven deeply entrenched powerful families, totaling nearly a thousand people, were wiped out overnight.
There was no trace of resistance found at the scene.
The only thing left behind was a wealth of fatal evidence pointing to Prince Xue Xing's dark industry chain.
The news sent shockwaves through the court and enraged the emperor.
Prince Xue Xing was pale-faced and speechless during the morning court session. He was immediately stripped of several of his powers over the Imperial Guards.
Meanwhile, the Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, who was known for his wisdom and virtue, took over half of the Heaven Dou City with swift and decisive action.
This was called a lightning-fast clear of the Yama's Invitation forces, and incidentally, it delivered a hot potato to Prince Xue Xing.
Ye Qing strolled leisurely down the wide street, a freshly baked sugar-coated fruit in his hand.
Looking at the Heaven Dou Imperial Guard marching hurriedly in formation along the street, their expressions panicked, a playful smile curled at the corner of his lips.
Qian Renxue is a ruthless and heartless woman.
Yesterday, I failed to fool the Crown Prince at his Crown Prince's Residence with righteousness and justice.
He turned around and immediately overturned all the dirt on Xue Xing, conveniently pinning all the blame on her.
This tactic of using someone else to do the dirty work and framing someone was executed in a textbook-perfect manner.
However, Ye Qing had no interest in getting involved in the messy affairs of the Heaven Dou Royal Family.
He came out today to see another good show.
After turning through two bustling streets, Ye Qing stopped at the largest metal trading market in Heaven Dou City.
In front of a secluded blacksmith shop, a thin young man dressed in coarse linen clothes was fiercely haggling with the shopkeeper.
The man had short hair, and his eyes held an undisguised gloom and weariness; it was none other than Tang San.
Without Flender, the shrewd and calculating headmaster, to support them...
The Shrek members have now lost their source of income and are in dire straits.
Tang San, with several hundred Gold Soul Coin he had scraped together, was frantically buying metal ores.
"Boss, I'll take all of these ores. Can you lower the price by another 30%?"
Tang San lowered his voice, his tone carrying an unyielding determination that brooked no refusal.
The blacksmith rolled his eyes and waved his hand dismissively.
"Don't try to buy rare ores like those poor people do. These are treasures, I won't sell them for even a single Gold Soul Coin less!"
Tang San clenched his fists tightly, veins bulging on the back of his hands, and a dangerous glint flashed in his eyes.
"This shopkeeper has already committed a heinous act."
He silently made a kill list for the shop owners in his mind.
But he could only swallow his anger and hand over the heavy money bag.
Having purchased all the necessary metals, Tang San carefully stuffed the ore into the Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges.
He turned and left, a fervent ambition burning in his eyes.
As long as the Godly Zhuge Crossbow is made and its formidable power, which ignores Soul Power defense, is demonstrated, it will surely attract the attention of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is incredibly wealthy, and its support-type Soul Master desperately need offensive means to protect themselves.
Once this big deal is finalized, Shrek will not only be able to turn the tide of the game...
Tang San was able to become Ning Fengzhi guest in an instant.
When the time comes, recruiting experts to avenge the Ferocious Beast killed Dean Flender and harmed Teacher Erlong and Yu Xiaogang will be a piece of cake.
This was a desperate gamble, and Tang San's only hope for a comeback.
On the second floor of a teahouse not far away, Ye Qing held a cup of pre-Qingming Longjing tea, taking in Tang San's every move.
"Tsk, that Little San is practically hitting me in the face."
Ye Qing took a sip of tea and gave a rather wicked smile.
Does he want to repeat the mistakes of the original story and get on Ning Fengzhi's good side by selling Hidden Weapon?
"You're dreaming, but unfortunately, you've met your match in the ultimate spoiler-monger."
Flender is completely finished.
Shrek, himself, and the Old Poison were already locked in a life-or-death struggle.
For enemies who constantly threaten to "die," Ye Qing's habit is to simply block their path completely.
Since Tang San is so eager to make contact with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect...
Why not go with the flow and give the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect a stunning "gift"?
Ye Qing's slender fingers tapped lightly on the tea table.
A barely perceptible spatial fluctuation condensed at his fingertips.
A specially made letter paper, gleaming with a cold, eerie light, appeared out of thin air, with two lines of large characters written on it in an ancient and domineering handwriting.
"You Little Scumbag Little Scumbag, I hope you can still laugh later."
Ye Qing flicked his finger, and the letter vanished into thin air without a trace.
The main hall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect School.
Inside the magnificent main hall of the sect, Ning Fengzhi, dressed in a white robe, sat on the sect leader's throne, reviewing the sect's accounts.
As the leader of the number one support sect on the continent, he exudes an aura of complete control in every gesture.
Sudden!
The air in front of Ning Fengzhi churned violently like the surface of water.
The pitch-black spatial rift was forcibly torn open out of thin air!
A suffocating aura of emptiness emanated from the cracks, making the air in the entire hall icy cold.
A secret letter, gleaming with Youyou light, landed steadily on the rosewood tea table in front of Ning Fengzhi.
"Who goes there?!"
A loud shout burst into the main hall.
White bones emerged from the void.
At this moment, Gu Rong's Soul Power surged in both hands, and his aged eyes were fixed on the gradually smoothing spatial rift.
Gu Rong spent his entire life playing with spatial techniques.
In that brief moment, he didn't even realize when the other party had torn through the void!
This represents an extremely terrifying possibility: the newcomer's spatial mastery surpasses that of oneself.
The next second, the incomparably violent Seven Kill Sword Intent swept through the hall like a storm.
Sword Douluo Chen Xin descended as a beam of white light.
The Seven Kill Sword hummed, its sharp sword energy carving countless marks into the ground.
Two Titled Douluo, standing at the pinnacle of the continent, guarded Ning Fengzhi on either side, their eyes filled with extreme vigilance.
"Old bones, have you sensed the other party's location?"
Chen Xin's voice was as cold as iron, and his eyes held a heavy solemnity.
Gu Rong swallowed hard, shook his head heavily, and spoke in a dry voice.
"I can't sense it, I can't sense it at all!"
"The opponent's methods are unpredictable and mysterious. If that move had been used to assassinate Feng Zhi..."
Gu Rong didn't continue, but all three understood the terrifying implications.
The fact that the other party can send the message here silently means that they can come and go freely at any time.
The hall became eerily quiet; you could hear a pin drop.
Ning Fengzhi a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and reached out to stop the two Guardian Douluo.
"My two uncles, there's no need to panic. If the other party were hostile, what they would have sent wouldn't be a letter, but a sword piercing my throat."
Ning Fengzhi his Soul Power to carefully examine the envelope several times, and only after confirming that there was no poison or sabotage Soul Power on it did he slowly open the envelope.
He wanted to see what message this peerless powerhouse who could tear through the void was trying to convey to him.
The thick sheet of Xuan paper unfolds, revealing only a single line of cold, bold characters written in an iron-like, silver-hooked style:
[Xiao Wu, a student of the Blue Tyrant Academy in Heaven Dou City, is a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, the Soft Bone Rabbit, who has undergone rebirth and Transformation.]