Ye Lingling: Grandpa, Are You Really Making Me Transfer Schools?

Begonia flowers?

Could it be the Nine-Heart Begonia?

A description of this martial soul flashed through Lu Yuan's mind. His eyes lit up, and he decided to observe a little longer.

He had originally planned to have Tang Wutong sneak away with him.

After all, the safety of strangers had nothing to do with him, and he was not fond of meddling in other people's affairs.

But a Nine-Heart Begonia soul master... might be worth saving at a crucial moment.

This martial soul possessed an extraordinarily powerful healing ability and was hailed as a miracle among support-type martial souls.

In terms of support alone, it was no weaker than the Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda, though their areas of focus differed.

Unfortunately, this martial soul was passed down through a single lineage. At any given time, there could be at most two Nine-Heart Begonia soul masters.

Since Lu Yuan had happened upon this scene, he naturally wanted to build a good relationship with them.

If he or someone close to him suffered severe injuries in the future, he could ask her to provide treatment.

Besides, that girl should be Ye Lingling. Perhaps he could persuade her to join his academy as well?

"Wutong, be ready. The moment that burly man can no longer hold on, step in and save them."

"Yes, my lord."

Tang Wutong replied softly, her gaze fixed tightly on the battlefield below.

Seeing that the human it regarded as a toy still dared to turn back and fight, the Man-Faced Spider Emperor opened its mouth and spat out a web.

The web covered an enormous area and struck with tremendous force. Every strand was laced with neurotoxin.

The burly man knew perfectly well that Man-Faced Demon Spiders were poisonous from head to toe. Naturally, he did not try to tear the web apart with brute strength. The fourth purple soul ring beneath his feet flashed as he roared, "Fourth Soul Skill—Rock Wall!"

A broad, heavy stone wall rose from the ground, blocking the space before him.

But before the burly man could breathe a sigh of relief, two spider legs pierced straight through his stone wall.

Broken rocks flew everywhere, while cracks spread across the wall like a spiderweb.

The entire wall could no longer hold up and collapsed with a thunderous crash.

Before the Spider Emperor's strength, his fourth soul skill was as fragile as paper.

The burly man's expression changed drastically. He instinctively shielded the other two and retreated rapidly.

The Man-Faced Spider Emperor let out a shrill cry and charged fiercely at the three of them, raising its front two legs and sweeping them out.

The burly man instinctively wanted to activate his Martial Soul Avatar and use his sixth soul skill in a desperate fight.

But at that critical instant.

A voice suddenly rang out!

"Sixth Soul Skill—Dragon God's Dance of Heavenly Sorrow!"

A massive dragon-shaped phantom burst forth from Tang Wutong's body. In the blink of an eye, it became a hundred-meter-long giant dragon and shot toward the Man-Faced Demon Spider!

"BOOM!!!"

Amid the violent explosion, a ring of purple-gold light spread around the entire body of the Man-Faced Spider Emperor, and its miserable shrieks echoed in every direction.

Its dark-gold hardened carapace and eight incomparably sturdy spider spears were reduced to fragments almost instantly beneath the dragon's impact!

Though the Man-Faced Demon Spider's body had not been blown to pieces, it was still in an utterly miserable state. Its life force had vanished, and white bodily fluid spilled across the ground.

The three survivors let out long breaths, their gazes falling together on the peerlessly beautiful woman standing beside the Man-Faced Spider Emperor's corpse.

Especially when they saw the three blood-red soul rings beneath her feet, they did not even dare to breathe.

The elderly man among them suppressed his turbulent emotions and cupped his hands slightly. "This old man is Ye Renxin. Greetings, Senior. Thank you for saving us today. I will never forget this great kindness."

The burly man came back to his senses and hurriedly bowed as well. "This junior is Lü Kuang. Thank you, Senior, for lending us a hand."

After speaking, Ye Renxin pulled the girl beside him over and gestured for her to bow as well. "This is my granddaughter, Ye Lingling."

Tang Wutong did not know whether to laugh or cry. She waved her hand. "Don't call me Senior. You're making me sound old."

"My name is Tang Wutong, and I am the headmistress of Grand Mansion Academy. Besides, I wasn't the one who wanted to save you this time. My companion was kindhearted and could not bear to watch you die in a spider's jaws."

Upon hearing Tang Wutong's words, Lu Yuan moved and leaped down from the tree.

Ye Renxin looked at Lu Yuan with confusion. "Is this your companion?"

"Yes." Tang Wutong nodded slightly. "We came to the Great Star Dou Forest to hunt for soul rings as well. I didn't expect us to run into you."

Seeing how gently Tang Wutong treated others, Ye Renxin thought for a moment before changing his form of address. "Miss Tang, Grand Mansion Academy... what kind of academy is that? Why has this old man never heard of it?"

Lu Yuan said, "Patriarch Ye, Grand Mansion Academy used to be Blue Tyrant Academy."

"Then what happened to Blue Tyrant Academy's former headmistress?" Ye Renxin was slightly stunned.

Of course he knew of Blue Tyrant Academy.

That academy had been founded single-handedly by Liu Erlong, the Horn of Slaughter among the former Golden Iron Triangle.

Although, aside from its name, it appeared to have nothing to do with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, anyone with sense knew that it must have relied on that great sect behind the scenes.

Otherwise, it would have been difficult for it to gain a foothold in Heaven Dou City.

Yet such an academy with such a powerful background had suddenly become Grand Mansion Academy.

Lu Yuan smiled. "Headmistress Liu Erlong naturally went off to become a teacher."

"Our Grand Mansion Academy has fairly strong teaching staff, and we lack nothing in areas such as mimic cultivation grounds. Why not let your granddaughter come study with us?"

"No problem. Once this old man returns, I will bring Lingling over to handle her transfer." Ye Renxin agreed with a smile.

Lu Yuan: "..."

Why did he agree so readily? Why did that feel wrong somehow?

Ye Renxin smiled. "After all this talk, I have yet to ask our young benefactor's honored name."

Young benefactor...

Lu Yuan's mouth twitched slightly. He said calmly, "My surname is Lu, and my name is Yuan. Just call me Lu Yuan. There's no need to be so formal."

Seeing his easygoing temperament, Ye Renxin asked curiously, "Young friend Lu Yuan, you appear to be under ten, yet you have already reached the realm of a level-thirty Soul Elder. May I ask which great family you come from?"

"I'm just a commoner soul master. What great family background could I possibly have?" Lu Yuan shook his head and laughed.

Yet Ye Renxin did not believe him.

He merely assumed that Lu Yuan could not reveal his family's details outside.

A level-thirty soul master had come out to hunt for a soul ring with a Titled Douluo at his side, and that Titled Douluo even possessed three Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Rings...

How could he possibly have no background?

"Haha, since it is inconvenient for you to say, we shall take our leave first."

"Young friend Lu, I will remember this life-saving grace. Once I return to Heaven Dou City, I will bring Lingling to the academy to arrange her transfer."

Ye Renxin took his granddaughter's hand and left the Great Star Dou Forest together with the soul master escorting them.

"Grandpa, am I really transferring schools?" Ye Lingling raised her little face and asked softly.

Ye Renxin said, "Of course you are. The atmosphere at Heaven Dou Royal Academy is far too lax."

"Although this is the first time I have heard of Grand Mansion Academy, it took over Blue Tyrant Academy's foundation, so it should not be lacking in any aspect. You may be able to settle down and cultivate there."

Besides that, there were some things he had not said aloud.

First, Lu Yuan had just saved them. Refusing his invitation to his face would be rather cold and ungrateful.

Second, the Ye Family's Nine-Heart Begonia possessed no offensive power and only healing abilities. They urgently needed the protection of a powerful faction.

Compared to the sects scattered across the continent, an academy was undoubtedly the best choice. An academy with a Titled Douluo was even better.