Enjoy the Last Peaceful Days You Have Left in Heaven Dou City!
Lin Xia nodded and carefully helped Bibi Dong down from the carriage.
Bibi Dong looked up at the unfamiliar villa belonging to her "son" Xue Qinghe, then glanced at Lin Xia beside her, who was focused on protecting her, and at the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace in the distance, its lights dim, symbolizing the core of the power vortex. A faint trace of weariness and a hint of determination flashed deep in her eyes.
She knew that the real test had only just begun.
Lin Xia's ruthless plan regarding Yu Xiaogang is about to unfold in this bustling capital city.
The next day, the sky was clear and the air was crisp.
A plain carriage without any markings carried Lin Xia and Bibi Dong, and under the covert escort of the Shadow Guards arranged by Qian Renxue, headed towards the Moonlight Pavilion, a Qing Ya and elegant area in Heaven Dou City.
Moonlight Pavilion is nestled in a tranquil garden surrounded by lush bamboo and orchids. Its architectural style is Qing Ya and graceful, with an artistic atmosphere flowing between its upturned eaves and corners.
A faint fragrance of incense and the soft strains of a piano filled the air, involuntarily calming the mind.
Tang Yuehua, the elegant and graceful mistress of the pavilion, had already received a secret message from "Crown Prince" Xue Qinghe and personally greeted him at the door.
When Tang Yuehua saw Bibi Dong, who wore a veil but still exuded a noble and breathtaking aura, and the handsome young man beside her with clear eyes that concealed great power, a hint of undisguised shock flashed in her eyes.
Although she didn't know Bibi Dong's true identity, the invisible pressure and the strange aura emanating from the boy that even her Martial Soul felt a slight resonance from him indicated that the visitor's identity was definitely extraordinary.
"Distinguished guests, your Moonlight Pavilion brings great honor to our humble abode. Please follow me."
Tang Yuehua, as expected of someone who had seen it all, quickly regained her composure and gracefully led the way.
She didn't ask any further questions, simply assuming she was receiving a lady of extremely high status who needed to recuperate.
She was placed in the most secluded top-floor Quiet Room, where opening the window revealed lush greenery and a clear pond. The environment was indeed extremely tranquil.
After settling Bibi Dong, Lin Xia solemnly said to Tang Yuehua:
"Madam, my elders are suffering from a great loss of mental energy and need your esteemed place to rest and recuperate. I have heard that you are a master of the zither; would you be so kind as to play a piece for them each day to help calm their minds? The piece is not important, as long as it is soothing and peaceful."
As he spoke, he presented an exquisite box containing rare soul guide gems that would tempt any nobleman.
Tang Yuehua didn't look at the box, but smiled gently at the sincere concern and respect for "elder" in Lin Xia's eyes.
"Young master's filial piety is commendable. Playing the zither to soothe the mind is simply Moonlight Pavilion's way of treating guests; there's no need for such extravagant gifts. Please rest assured, young master, Yuehua will do her best."
She knew that the music the young man sought was far more than just ordinary entertainment.
That afternoon, melodious and soothing music flowed from Tang Yuehua's music room, like a clear mountain spring, carrying the magic of cleansing the soul, gently enveloping the entire Moonlight Pavilion, especially the Quiet Room where Bibi Dong was.
The unique rhythmic sound of the zither Sisi into her soul, causing Bibi Dong's furrowed brows to relax slightly and her tense spirit to show signs of easing.
Lin Xia stood guard outside the door, sensing the effects of the zither music and Bibi Dong's gradually calming aura inside. Her worries finally eased somewhat. The first step in the treatment had been successfully taken.
After leaving Moonlight Pavilion, Lin Xia did not return to the Crown Prince's Villa, but went straight to one of Qian Renxue's secret intelligence outposts in Heaven Dou City —an ordinary-looking but heavily guarded calligraphy and painting shop.
Hu Liena was already waiting inside.
She changed out of the Spirit Hall's uniform and into the everyday clothes of a noble lady from the Heaven Dou clan. She was charming yet capable. When she saw Lin Xia enter, she immediately handed her a thin file. Her beautiful fox-like eyes flashed with a cold and sharp light.
"Lin Xia, this is the information you asked me to gather, the latest intelligence on the target. Yu Xiaogang has led the remaining students of the Shrek Academy to the outskirts of Heaven Dou City, and is expected to officially enter the Heaven Dou Royal Academy tomorrow morning to complete the handover procedures."
"His companions included his disciple Tang San, as well as Xiao Wu, Dai Mubai, Oscar, Ma Hongjun, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing. They were staying at the 'Maple Woods Inn' Inn in the Heaven Dou City."
Lin Xia took the file and quickly scanned the information. When he saw the name "Yu Xiaogang," a chilling killing intent emanated from him uncontrollably, making the room temperature seem to drop several degrees.
His eyes gleamed with cold light, and a chilling smile curled at the corner of his lips.
"Maple Woods Inn... Heaven Dou Royal Academy..."
Lin Xia tapped her fingers lightly on the table, the sound deep and Pressure.
"Very good. Nana, have your people keep a close eye on him. I need to know his every move since entering Heaven Dou City, who he met, and what he said. Especially his relationship with that guy named Flender; get him at all costs."
A knowing glint flashed in Hu Liena's eyes, and she nodded solemnly.
"Understood! We've already deployed our most skilled Soul Master team, specializing in tracking and eavesdropping, to monitor him around the clock. Any unusual movement he makes won't escape our notice."
"In addition."
Lin Xia added, a calculating glint in her eyes.
"Send a private dinner invitation to the three members of the teaching committee of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy in the name of Crown Prince Xue Qinghe. The dinner is scheduled for the evening of the third day after the official registration at the Shrek Academy."
"I've heard that the academy has recently enrolled a group of exceptionally talented students. His Highness the Crown Prince appreciates their talent and wishes to meet them personally and offer his encouragement."
"It is particularly important that Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang, who proposed the 'Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul,' be present. His words should be sufficiently respectful and courteous."
Hu Liena immediately understood Lin Xia's intention—to lure Yu Xiaogang into an environment completely under their control!
At His Highness the Crown Prince's banquet, under the watchful eyes of everyone, it was the perfect stage to expose his "true colors" and plunge him into the Abyss!
Her red lips parted slightly, revealing a cold smile that was completely opposite to her charming appearance.
"Yes! I'll take care of it myself! I guarantee he'll 'happily accept the appointment'!"
Lin Xia nodded in satisfaction, her gaze seemingly Infiltrator through the wall to see the so-called "Grandmaster" still in the Maple Woods Inn, worrying about his disciple's future and perhaps still pondering the reason for that sneeze.
"Yu Xiaogang..."
Lin Xia silently chanted in his heart, his killing intent solidifying as if it were a tangible substance.
"Enjoy your last peaceful days in Heaven Dou City. Soon, I will make you admit your cowardice, hypocrisy, and incompetence, dragging you down and trampling you into the mud. For your teacher's sake... your end has come."
At this moment, Yu Xiaogang was completely unaware of this.
As dusk settled, the somewhat dilapidated "Maple Woods Inn" inn in the Heaven Dou City, Shrek Academy's temporary lodging, was filled with an atmosphere of weariness mixed with novelty.
After a long day of running around, the young men and women, along with teachers Zhao Wuji and Shao Xin, all went back to their rooms to rest, leaving only Yu Xiaogang and a slightly awkward Zhao Wuji in the hall.
Yu Xiaogang stood with his hands behind his back, his brows furrowed as usual, his gaze sweeping across a corner of the empty hall—where someone should have been sitting, a dean who, even in his most destitute moments, always wore a shrewd smile and loudly proclaimed the need for funds.