Goose, Don't Go!

Bang!

Yu Tianheng appeared at the doorway, his chest heaving violently as he gasped for air.

He had sprinted all the way here after receiving the message, and his handsome face was now filled with disbelief and profound agony.

His gaze was locked firmly onto the ink-green figure shrouded in golden light: Dugu Yan, his girlfriend, the woman Yu Tianheng had decided to spend his life with.

"Yanzi..." His voice was hoarse and trembling. "Is this true? Did you really... also cultivate that Yin-Yang Reincarnation Technique?"

Dugu Yan turned around slowly, a flicker of complexity crossing her emerald eyes.

She did not speak, but that silence was the best answer in itself.

Yu Tianheng's heart felt as if it were being tightly gripped by an invisible hand.

He took a sudden step forward, his voice rising sharply. "What is so good about that Brother Cao?! Why are you willing to debase yourself to become some mistress or concubine?! Yanzi, wake up! That guy is no good! He specifically targets young, beautiful women—he's clearly just a scoundrel!"

His voice was filled with pain, resentment, and a hint of pleading.

"Yanzi, come back! Didn't we agree? We would cultivate together, grow stronger together, and... and..."

He could not continue, because Dugu Yan's calm gaze made all his words seem pale and powerless.

Dugu Yan shook her head gently. "Tianheng, you don't understand."

"Brother Cao is the best person in the world, and also the most... formidable."

She paused, as if recalling the time she spent with Brother Cao in her dreams.

A faint blush appeared on her cold, beautiful face, along with a tenderness that Yu Tianheng had never seen before.

"Don't compare yourself to him; there is no comparison."

Yu Tianheng's face turned as pale as paper in an instant.

"You..." He opened his mouth, but found he could not utter a single word.

"Tianheng, you are a good person, truly."

"I wish you... find someone suitable."

These words were like a dull blade, slicing back and forth across Yu Tianheng's heart.

A good person... the "good person" card! He had actually been dealt the "good person" card!

Dugu Yan took a deep breath, looked at the three committee members who were still in a state of petrification, and then at the despairing Yu Tianheng, before bowing slightly.

"Three committee members, Tianheng... I am leaving."

Meng Shenji seemed to wake from a dream and hurriedly asked, "Leaving? Where to?"

Dugu Yan did not answer; she simply raised her head and looked into the distance.

"To find Brother Cao."

Then, her figure flashed, turning into a streak of ink-green light that instantly rushed out of the meeting hall.

She left behind only three dumbfounded committee members in the hall, and one...

"No!!!"

Yu Tianheng let out a heart-wrenching scream, lunged toward the doorway, and reached out his hand as if trying to grasp the streak of light that had already vanished.

"Yanzi! Don't go!"

"How am I supposed to live without you!"

"Yanzi!!!"

He begged loudly, but there was no response.

The streak of ink-green light had long since vanished without a trace.

Yu Tianheng's legs went weak, and he collapsed to his knees, bracing his hands against the floor as his shoulders trembled violently.

He kept his head lowered, his expression hidden, but the suppressed sobs that escaped him were heartbreaking to hear.

"She... she just left like that?" Bai Baoshan muttered.

"Heaven Dou Royal Academy has lost an eighty-ninth-level Soul Douluo..." Committee member Zhilin clutched his chest, feeling as if his heart were bleeding.

Meng Shenji remained silent for a long time before finally letting out a long sigh.

"This Brother Cao... just who is this sacred figure? Why do all the beautiful girls in the world run off with him?"

After a long while, Yu Tianheng finally raised his head.

His handsome face was covered in tear tracks, but his eyes flickered with a complex light.

He slowly stood up, looked in the direction where the streak of light had vanished, and muttered to himself:

"Yanzi, from now on, your life will no longer have me..."

"You must be happy!"

He spoke with tragic heroism and deep affection, moving even the three committee members.

However, at this very moment.

"Pfft!"

A very faint laugh came from the corner. Everyone turned to look, only to see Ya Qin covering her mouth, her shoulders heaving; she was clearly struggling to hold it in.

Meng Shenji: "..."

Bai Baoshan: "..."

Zhilin: "..."

Yu Tianheng's face instantly flushed to the color of liver.

Ya Qin hurriedly waved her hands. "Sorry, sorry, I usually don't laugh, it's just... I just think... uh... Young Master Yu, your farewell speech sounds a bit like... like something out of a play..."

She didn't finish, but everyone understood what she meant.

Like a jilted simp.

Yu Tianheng's face turned even redder. He opened his mouth, wanting to retort, but found himself speechless.

In the end, he could only take a deep breath, turn around, and stride away.

The three committee members exchanged glances and sighed in unison.

"Forget it, forget it..." Meng Shenji waved his hand. "Everyone disperse. This matter of the Sky Screen is no longer something we can manage."

Sunset Forest.

In the deepest part of the poison formation, atop a giant rock riddled with holes from corrosive venom, an old man with green hair and a green beard lay reclining in a lazy posture, holding an unknown poisonous fruit and taking a bite every now and then.

It was none other than the Poison Douluo, Dugu Bo.

Although the appearance of the Sky Screen made him somewhat curious, it was only curiosity.

What did it matter to him whether those young geniuses made the list or not? He was content to be a spectator, watching the excitement and occasionally offering a few comments; his life was quite carefree.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..." Dugu Bo took a bite of the poisonous fruit, squinting his eyes as he looked at the Sky Screen. "The young people these days, each one is more outrageous than the last. Eighty-ninth-rank Soul Douluos, popping out one after another."

He took another bite of the fruit. "I find this continent harder and harder to understand. That Yin-Yang Reincarnation Technique, that Brother Cao—I don't know which corner of the world they crawled out of. But it has nothing to do with me. I'll just watch the show and eat my fruit; it's quite nice."

He rolled over, shifting into a more comfortable position, prepared to continue being a spectator.

However, just then, the Sky Screen list suddenly updated.

[Genius Ranking, Tenth Place: Dugu Yan.]

The poisonous fruit in Dugu Bo's hand fell to the ground with a "plop."

His body sprang up violently, and those originally lazy green eyes were now wide as copper bells!

"Yan... Yan'er?"

"Yan'er made the list?"

He stared fixedly at the Sky Screen, at the three characters "Dugu Yan," confirming it no less than ten times before finally believing it was real.

"Hahaha!!!"

Dugu Bo put his hands on his hips and laughed toward the sky, startling the poisonous insects and snakes into scurrying away in a panic.

"Good! Good! As expected of my, Dugu Bo's, granddaughter! She's much stronger than I was back in the day!"

However, after the laughter faded, Dugu Bo's brows gradually furrowed.

Eighty-ninth-rank Soul Douluo... That girl Yan'er certainly had talent, but on her own, it would be difficult for her to reach the Soul Douluo realm in her entire life.

As her grandfather, he knew this better than anyone.

Was this Yin-Yang Reincarnation Technique... truly that miraculous?

Yan'er had made the list, and the entire continent knew it.

Would this girl encounter any danger?

Dugu Bo's expression instantly turned grave.

"No, I must go and see!"