Stop!
An angry female voice came from behind.
Dongfang Yu acted as though he had not heard it and walked even faster.
Bastard!
More than ten minutes later, outside Heaven Dou City, Dugu Yan finally caught up to Dongfang Yu and his companion. Dongfang Yu had deliberately waited for her as well.
Bastard! Why are you running? Dugu Yan snapped.
Dongfang Yu turned around and smiled. "Should I have waited for you to catch me?"
"I'm asking what exactly you meant by that!"
"I didn't mean anything." Dongfang Yu shrugged casually.
A Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect disciple said, "Miss Dugu..."
"Get lost!"
"Sure thing."
Dongfang Yu: "..."
Dugu Yan sneered coldly. "Your helper is gone. Do you still think you can run?"
"I'm not running anymore." Dongfang Yu looked at her with a faintly amused smile.
Dugu Yan did not know why, but she especially hated the look in Dongfang Yu's eyes. It seemed as if he could see through every one of her secrets.
"Keep staring, and I'll dig your eyes out!"
"Tsk, tsk. What a terrible temper."
Two yellow and one purple Soul Rings rose beneath Dugu Yan's feet, and the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Martial Soul appeared behind her.
Dongfang Yu glanced around. Hmm, this was indeed a good place to make a move.
"Hey, there's no need to start fighting just because we disagree, right?" In truth, Dongfang Yu could not have wanted her to attack more.
First Soul Skill—Jade Phosphor Red Poison!
A cloud of red poisonous mist suddenly swept toward him!
Dongfang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly. Damn it, these young ladies had really been spoiled rotten.
The next second, Angewomon appeared behind him. Dongfang Yu held a light sword in his hand as two yellow and one purple Soul Rings rapidly rose beneath his feet.
First Soul Skill—Holy Sword!
The cloud of poisonous mist was instantly scattered without a trace!
Dugu Yan was shocked and cried out, "Angel!"
"Ah!"
The light sword struck, sending Dugu Yan flying!
Dongfang Yu sneered. Did she think it was still a few years ago? Did she think just anyone could trade a few blows with him?
Times had changed long ago, old girl.
Dugu Yan coughed up a mouthful of blood, her heart filled with shock. What a powerful attack—it had left her completely unable to defend herself.
Among all the peers she knew, not one could stand shoulder to shoulder with this person. Not even Yu Tianheng!
"Who exactly are you?!"
Dongfang Yu walked up to her, pointed the light sword at her forehead, and looked down at her. "Dongfang Yu."
"Dongfang Yu..." Dugu Yan was certain she had never heard that name before.
"Do you still want to teach me a lesson?"
"You!" Though Dugu Yan had been defeated, she remained unwilling to admit defeat, even with her life in the other party's hands.
"How about... I give you a chance to call someone?"
"You're far too arrogant!"
"Arrogance requires capital, and I happen to have it." Dongfang Yu put away his Martial Soul, then added,
"Go on. Call someone."
"You! Hmph! Just you wait." Dugu Yan got to her feet, spat those words resentfully, and ran into Heaven Dou City.
"I'll be waiting." After watching her leave, Dongfang Yu muttered to himself.
With nothing else to do, Dongfang Yu found a place to sit and lit a cigarette.
"Phew..."
He did not know how long had passed. Dongfang Yu was nearly asleep when he finally saw Dugu Yan returning with someone.
The man was middle-aged, with green hair and an unfriendly face.
The real deal had arrived!
Dongfang Yu rose to his feet and perked up.
The middle-aged man glanced at Dongfang Yu and asked, "Were you the one who bullied my granddaughter?"
"I was." Dongfang Yu admitted it without hesitation.
"You've got quite the attitude, huh?"
"Kid, my granddaughter said your Martial Soul is an Angel? Where are you from?" the middle-aged man asked.
Dongfang Yu sneered. "None of your damn business."
"So you're the fucking Dugu Bo?"
Dugu Bo froze. "You know this old man?"
"Grandpa, hurry up and teach him a lesson!" Dugu Yan urged.
"Yan Yan, don't rush. Let me get the facts straight first." Dugu Bo soothed her.
Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind, and he remembered someone from several years ago.
Rumor had it that several years ago, the Spirit Hall Pope had taken in an unparalleled genius as a disciple. His Martial Soul was an Angel, and his name seemed to be Dongfang something.
"Kid, who is your teacher?" Dugu Bo probed.
"None of your fucking business." Dongfang Yu remained as insolent as ever, certain that the other man would not dare kill him.
Since this old bastard had already guessed his identity, he definitely would not dare do anything to him. As for killing him to silence him, Dugu Bo could not possibly be that stupid. If the Pope's disciple died in Heaven Dou City, it would be no trivial matter and impossible to cover up.
"You!" Dugu Bo's face darkened. This was outrageous. Even if he was the Pope's disciple, was he not being far too arrogant?
"Hmph. Even if you don't say it, this old man knows. You're the Pope's disciple, aren't you?"
Dongfang Yu burst out laughing. "Are you scared?"
At those words, Dugu Bo's face darkened further, while Dugu Yan nearly could not hold herself back from attacking.
"Kid, don't push this old man too far. A Title Douluo cannot be insulted!"
Dongfang Yu looked utterly disdainful and arrogantly said, "So what?"
"Eat shit, you idiot!"
"Fuck! Even if your teacher came here right now, it wouldn't help!"
Dugu Bo was so furious that his face turned completely green. As a Title Douluo, he had been insulted again and again by a snot-nosed brat?! After cursing, he immediately struck out with his palm!
Dongfang Yu spat out blood and was sent flying!
"Old bastard, you dared to hit me?!" Dongfang Yu lay on the ground with an expression of utter disbelief.
"Hmph! This old man is teaching you a lesson on the Pope's behalf."
"Yan Yan, let's go. I've already given him a palm strike." Dugu Bo suppressed his anger and did not continue attacking.
Dugu Yan nodded, knowing that they could not go too far. After all, the other party was the Pope's disciple.
"Old bastard, get back here!" Seeing Dugu Bo and Dugu Yan leave, Dongfang Yu cursed at them.
Gradually, the two figures disappeared!
Dongfang Yu got to his feet, dropped his distraught act, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and revealed a satisfied look.
His act as a spoiled young master had not been in vain. He had finally provoked Dugu Bo into attacking.
As long as Dugu Bo had made a move, there would be plenty for him to play with.
Perhaps this matter was not especially serious, and under normal circumstances it might have simply been let go. But now, he was determined to make trouble!
All right, it was time to return to Spirit Hall and call in some people!
Bibi Dong truly regarded him as her disciple now, so she could not possibly ignore this. Moreover, it was not merely him who had been struck—her authority had been offended as well.
Once he embellished the story a little, Dugu Bo would most likely be in serious trouble.
"Hahaha..." Dongfang Yu could not help laughing.
Several days and nights later, Spirit City, Papal Hall.
Bibi Dong glanced at Dongfang Yu and asked, "Did everything go smoothly?"
"Reporting to Teacher, everything went smoothly." Dongfang Yu answered respectfully.
"Mm... You're injured?" Sensing that his aura was somewhat unstable, Bibi Dong asked.
Dongfang Yu was inwardly ecstatic. In truth, after taking Dugu Bo's palm strike, he had fully recovered that very night. Chen Xin had not been present that evening, so Ning Fengzhi had not noticed. As for Dugu Yan's matter, he had brushed it off with a few vague words.
As for these injuries now... before returning to Spirit Hall, he had found a secluded place and ruthlessly punched himself several times!
For the Immortal Herbs, he was going all out!
(This chapter is still picking up the pace. Everyone, please make sure to stick around until the chapters where he obtains the Immortal Herbs.)
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