Dugu Bo: I Befriended a Title Douluo

"Thank you, Teacher. Then Xiao Wu..."

"Of course, there's no need to test her again. Since Brother Tang Chuan has taken a liking to her, Xiao Wu's talent naturally needs no further explanation."

Meng Shenji chuckled. With talent like Tang San's, what did it matter even if Xiao Wu's talent was lacking? One Tang San was worth dozens of outstanding students!

"Father, Little San also broke through to level thirty during the test just now. He only needs one more soul ring to step into the Soul Elder rank!"

"Mm, not bad. In a few days, I'll take you hunting for a soul ring."

Tang San's breakthrough undoubtedly made the few people present light up again. Talent like this was simply rare beyond measure.

"By the way, Brother Tang Chuan, since your son Tang San has already joined Heaven Dou Royal Academy, why not come be a teacher as well? As promised, this old man can make you the team leader of the Imperial Fighting Team!"

"Of course. That was my intention to begin with."

"Uh, then may I ask what your Soul Power Level is?"

Tang Chuan said nothing. The Blue Silver Emperor bloomed in his hand, its peculiar yet familiar appearance making Meng Shenji and the others blink instinctively.

It looked like Blue Silver Grass, yet upon closer inspection, it looked nothing like it. What kind of Blue Silver Grass could be so thick and magnificent?

Nine soul rings appeared beneath his feet: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red. When the ninth soul ring emerged, Dugu Bo could no longer remain calm.

"A-A Title Douluo?!"

Meng Shenji and the other two's legs went weak instinctively. They were old men, after all—such a terrifying configuration was more than their hearts could take.

"Little Friend Tang Chuan, when did you become a Title Douluo?! And where did this hundred-thousand-year soul ring come from?"

Dugu Bo had never dreamed that Tang Chuan before him would be a Title Douluo. Just a few days ago, he had still appeared to be a Soul Douluo.

"Just luck. Sorry, Old Poison. I didn't reveal my true strength that day."

"So you were already..."

Though Dugu Bo was shocked, he felt much better now. So he had been a Title Douluo all along. No wonder he had been able to take his attack that day.

But that hundred-thousand-year soul ring still left him utterly stunned. This configuration was practically identical to that of the Clear Sky Douluo, Tang Hao, back then.

"Brother Tang Chuan—no, Your Excellency Tang Chuan. With your esteemed status, do you truly intend to become a teacher at Heaven Dou Royal Academy?"

Meng Shenji, along with Bai Baoshan and Zhi Lin behind him, all had weak legs. The other party was no ordinary Title Douluo. A Blue Silver Grass martial soul combined with a hundred-thousand-year soul skill was enough to show that Tang Chuan's strength was anything but ordinary.

What? You were asking how they could tell a trash martial soul like Blue Silver Grass was so formidable? Didn't they see that he looked under twenty?

Wait, Meng Shenji noticed a blind spot. This Lord Tang Chuan wasn't even twenty years old—didn't that mean he could participate in the upcoming Advanced Soul Master Tournament?

A Title Douluo competing in a tournament?

Was that for real?

"Of course. My dear eldest son Tang San is here, so naturally I need to look after him."

"Father!"

Tang San was deeply moved. His Papa Tang Chuan still cared for his feelings as always. Knowing he had lacked love since childhood, he stayed by his side wherever he went, never abandoning him.

"Then welcome aboard, Your Excellency. The position of team leader for the Imperial Fighting Team naturally belongs to none other than you! We will speak with Teacher Qin Ming."

Tang Chuan nodded. After agreeing that they would enroll in a few days, he left with Tang San and the others.

"Your Excellency Poison Douluo, where did you find such a monster? To reach the Title Douluo rank at such an age—he far surpasses even the Clear Sky Douluo of old!"

"He is this old man's good brother. You need not ask further. Just know that he is one of us."

"Oh, and Qin Ming as well. You had best handle that matter cleanly. If Little Friend Tang Chuan feels uncomfortable over it, this old man also knows a thing or two about throwing punches."

"Of course!"

After Dugu Bo left, Meng Shenji wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. After informing his two old friends, he immediately prepared to enter the palace and report to the current emperor of the Heaven Dou Empire, Emperor Xue Ye.

An unfamiliar Title Douluo who had never been registered with Spirit Hall was unquestionably another important variable. If they could recruit him into the Heaven Dou Empire, then the Star Luo Empire would no longer be a threat. Even when facing Spirit Hall, they would have far greater confidence.

Outside.

Tang San gazed at Tang Chuan with worship in his eyes. He had never expected his father to have quietly become a Title Douluo. He was simply the strongest.

Xiao Wu, meanwhile, was preoccupied. She had sensed a familiar aura from Teacher Tang Chuan's ninth soul ring just now. "Da Ming..."

"Xiao Wu? What's wrong? Why do you look so unhappy the moment we came out?"

"Huh? I'm fine. I was just spacing out."

"As long as you're fine."

Tang Chuan glanced at Xiao Wu from the corner of his eye, a faint curve rising at the corner of his lips. Xiao Wu had probably sensed the Sky Azure Bull Python's aura from his soul ring, or she would not have reacted like this.

But he could not be bothered to explain. In a few days, he would be taking Tang San to the Blue Silver Ancestral Land anyway, and it was not as though they would never return to the Star Dou Great Forest. Xiao Wu would naturally learn then whether Da Ming was dead or not.

"Little San, come out with me again in a few days. Do you remember the matter of your Blue Silver Grass? I'll take you to the Blue Silver Ancestral Land to awaken it."

"Little San understands!"

Tang San was incredibly excited. His martial soul was finally going to evolve to its final stage. When that happened, he could become even stronger, and he would have greater confidence in establishing the Tang Sect in the future.

"Xiao Wu, do you want to come with me?"

"Me?"

Xiao Wu instinctively glanced at Tang Chuan. Seeing that he had no intention of refusing, she nodded. She had indeed never been to the Blue Silver Ancestral Land, but she truly could not stand loneliness either, so she chose to go take a look with Tang San and the others.

The group returned to the inn together.

Meanwhile, within the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace.

Meng Shenji stood below with his hands clasped respectfully, recounting Tang Chuan's situation.

"When did such a capable person come to our Heaven Dou Empire?"

Upon hearing that Tang Chuan was a Title Douluo, and that even his ninth soul ring was a hundred-thousand-year soul ring, Emperor Xue Ye's originally pale, feeble face instantly regained some color, and joy rose in his heart.

Xue Qinghe, standing to the side, had a flicker in his eyes, but he concealed it well as he said in an affable tone:

"Congratulations, Father Emperor. If Tang Chuan can be won over, our Heaven Dou Empire will take another great step forward. At that time, we will no longer need to fear the Star Luo Empire!"

"Yes, cough cough. Qinghe, are you confident you can win over Tang Chuan? Take it step by step. Even if we cannot begin by recruiting him, we must at least make him stand on our side."

"Yes, Father Emperor. Qinghe can give it a try. I cannot guarantee that I will be able to recruit him, but forging a friendship should not be a problem."

Emperor Xue Ye waved his hand, signaling for the two to withdraw and discuss it together. His condition had worsened further, and after merely this short while, he was already feeling fatigued.