Back Door

In the eyes of the people of Douluo Continent, a martial soul's attributes often subtly influenced its wielder's temperament and way of doing things.

Guilmon itself carried an intense evil attribute. The fact that Qian Ren Shuang could keep restraining his true nature and not take the initiative to cause trouble or kill was already his greatest bottom line. Now that the other party had deliberately tried to kill him first, he had no reason at all to spare Li Yusong.

What was more, Li Yusong's attack just now had been vicious. His staff had stabbed straight for the temple. If that ruthless move had landed, Qian Ren Shuang would most likely have died on the spot. The counterattack and counter-kill at this moment were perfectly reasonable and beyond reproach.

In a hidden corner beneath the shade of a tree not far away, a hunched figure concealed himself in silence. It was Tang Hao, who had been watching from the shadows all along.

After taking in everything before him, a trace of relief and calculation rose in Tang Hao's heart. Fortunately, I didn't act on impulse and kill him just now. This sharp, chilling evil power definitely doesn't belong to someone from Spirit Hall's Qian family.

Once this person grows up in the future, he's bound to come into conflict with Spirit Hall and its deep foundations. In the future, I can have Little San use the excuse of being classmates to take the initiative to build a good relationship with him.

If, when the time comes to encircle and suppress Spirit Hall, we can bring this person under our command, that would naturally be best. If he cannot be used by me, then when the time comes, I can only burn the bridge after crossing it and take the chance to eliminate this hidden danger.

No one knew that just a few hours earlier, when the carriage carrying Qian Ren Shuang and Ning Rongrong slowly passed by Tang San and Xiao Wu, Tang Hao had seen Qian Ren Shuang's face at first glance and noticed that his brows and eyes bore a thirty-percent resemblance to Qian Xunji. In that instant, towering hatred had surged into his heart, and he had almost swung the Clear Sky Hammer directly, stepped forward, and smashed him to death on the spot.

But when he clearly saw the exclusive crest of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect engraved on the carriage, his killing intent abruptly froze, and he began constantly weighing and deducing things in his heart.

He thought to himself, If I rashly kill someone protected by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, with Ning Fengzhi's mind and methods, he will definitely investigate the culprit thoroughly. With the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's connections and power, finding out that I, Tang Hao, was the murderer wouldn't be difficult at all.

The current him was no longer at his peak. Burdened by injuries, he was already an arrow at the end of its flight. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect possessed two Title Douluo. If they insisted on entangling him in battle, relying on a hit-and-run war of attrition would be enough to wear him to death alive.

Tang Hao had never been someone who feared death. To him, his own life and death had never been an unacceptable price. But in the end, he still suppressed that bloodthirsty killing intent.

He had always been ruthless by nature, someone who would rather kill ten thousand by mistake than let one go. This time, sparing Qian Ren Shuang had never been out of kindness or mercy.

What truly made him hesitate again and again, stopping him from moving forward, was the worst possible outcome: once this matter blew up and dragged in too many parties, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect might choose to side with Spirit Hall. At that point, Spirit Hall's attention would also be completely drawn over. In the process of investigating him, they might very well follow the clues and discover Tang San's true background, treat Tang San as a threat, and mercilessly kill him just like hunting a soul beast.

His thoughts returned to the present. Among the group, Zhu Zhuqing's martial soul was the Netherworld Civet, which belonged to the dark attribute, and both her nature and power leaned toward the evil category. At this moment, her eyes burned as she stared dazedly at Guilmon, whose aura was icy and whose battle power was terrifying. Her heart was filled with deep envy. When will I be able to possess power as overwhelmingly strong as this detached martial soul?

In the next second, a shrill, despairing scream suddenly rang across the field:

"Ah!!!"

Li Yusong, who normally only used his status as a teacher to throw his weight around and bully the weak, had no ability to fight back at all when faced with the ferocious Guilmon.

Without the slightest surprise, he was completely taken away by one violently powerful Guilmon Cannon.

The evil energy and violent commotion that erupted in the field soon alarmed the interior of Shrek Academy. Zhao Wuji, who sensed this abnormal fluctuation, hurried over to the school gate in great strides. His gaze swept across the wrecked scene, and he asked in a deep voice:

"Mubai, where did that old bastard Li Yusong roll off to?"

Dai Mubai had long since witnessed the bloody cruelty of royal struggles. Facing the scene of casualties before him, he was especially calm, and he quickly came back to his senses before answering truthfully:

"That old bastard Li Yusong provoked this Soul King and was beaten to death by his detached martial soul!"

Hearing this, Zhao Wuji raised an eyebrow, and a hint of disdain and contempt appeared on his face. He cursed inwardly, A dignified Soul Emperor actually lost to a Soul King. That old bastard was far too useless.

At the same time, as he looked at Qian Ren Shuang, intense wariness and thoughts instantly arose in his heart. This kind of top talent with terrifying aptitude, if he can't be recruited into Shrek Academy, will definitely become a grave threat in the future. Since he can't be used by me, then he must be destroyed as early as possible!

His decision made in an instant, Zhao Wuji no longer hesitated. Soul power surged around him, and seven distinctly colored soul rings rose one after another from beneath his feet and lit up: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black. The seven soul rings shone brightly. His gaze was cold and heavy as he spoke to Qian Ren Shuang in a deep voice:

"Your Excellency killed one of our Shrek Academy's teachers. You ought to give us an explanation, shouldn't you?"

Qian Ren Shuang's expression was calm. He raised a hand and gently stopped Guilmon, who was ready to strike and still wanted to continue attacking, then splashed the dirty water onto Li Yusong, who could no longer speak:

"The explanation is very simple. I came here to sign up and enroll. He deliberately made things difficult for me, scammed fees from me, looked down on me in every possible way, and deliberately tried to kill me."

"Oh? Your Excellency came to my Shrek Academy to sign up and study, yet you publicly attacked and killed someone. What an impressive official air you have!"

Zhao Wuji raised his eyebrows slightly. After learning that the other party was also a candidate who had come to register, the thoughts he had originally been pondering about how to tempt and fool him into joining the academy were instantly put aside, and his gaze suddenly became subtle.

As for avenging the dead Li Yusong? That kind of thing was as absurd and laughable as a group of bandits talking about loyalty and running off to seek revenge on the guards of an aristocratic clan.

Zhao Wuji's gaze fell on the standard uniform belonging to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect that Qian Ren Shuang wore. His tone softened, and he put on a magnanimous look, raising one finger as he said:

"On account of you being someone from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, I can give your sect some face. Agree to one condition of mine, and I can let bygones be bygones. I'll even put in a good word for you with the dean and let you enroll smoothly."

"If you have something to say, you might as well say it directly." Qian Ren Shuang's expression did not change. He wanted to hear exactly what kind of condition the other party would propose.

"It's very simple. After entering the school, you'll only hold a nominal teacher status. Tuition fees must still be paid as usual, the same as ordinary students. Classes and lectures will all be handled by us, and the academy won't pay you so much as half a teacher's salary."

"No problem."

With the two great powers of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and Spirit Hall behind him, Qian Ren Shuang had never lacked gold or silver soul coins. In his eyes, anything that could be solved with money did not count as trouble.