Playing a Trick Under the Lamp

At Ye Yuan's command, the nine Ten-Thousand-Year Golden Dragons let out another earth-shaking roar, pulling the Golden Sedan Chair as it changed direction and sped toward Tian Dou Imperial City.

Inside the extravagantly luxurious sedan chair, the air was filled with faint sandalwood fragrance and the unique scent of a woman.

Ye Yuan reclined in the soft White Fox Fur Sofa Chair, resting with his eyes closed.

"Little Yuan, tired? That strike broke through that old fool Niu Gao's Plate Armor Rhinoceros defense. Does your Soul Power feel sluggish at all?"

A mature woman's soft, slightly husky voice sounded beside his ear.

Ye Yuan opened his eyes and saw Bibi Dong seated elegantly to his right.

A strand of gentle, pure Ninety-Ninth Tier Titled Douluo Soul Power coiled around Bibi Dong's jade-white fingers as she rhythmically pressed Ye Yuan's temples, helping ease the mental fatigue caused by overusing the Primal Genesis Sword earlier.

Her astonishing fullness brushed against Ye Yuan's shoulder now and then as she moved, exuding the fully matured charm of the Pope.

"Sister Dong'er, I'm fine. My Soul Power is actually circulating more smoothly through my meridians now."

Ye Yuan gave an awkward laugh, his body a little stiff.

"Hmph, the Pope really knows how to dote on someone."

A sweet but intensely sour snort came from his left.

Qian Renxue tilted her little head, her golden hair cascading over her shoulders. Today, she wore a fitted platinum-colored miniskirt, and her round, jade-like feet wrapped in translucent white stockings rested naturally on Ye Yuan's knees. Through his clothes, her little silk-clad feet restlessly rubbed against the side of his leg.

Qian Renxue shot Bibi Dong a glare, lightly kicked Ye Yuan with her silk-clad toes, and squeezed most of her delicate body into his arms. As she peeled a Sweet Snow Orange from the Star Dou Great Forest, she held it eagerly to his lips.

"Little Yuan, eat this. These snow oranges are sweet and juicy, perfect for quenching thirst. Later, Xue'er will use the Holy Soul Power of the Six-Winged Angel to nourish your meridians. Its holy attribute is the gentlest there is. I guarantee it'll completely straighten out your Level 39 Soul Power, so you can hunt your fourth Soul Ring and advance to Soul Ancestor at any time!"

With the two women flanking him, one in black stockings and one in white, one a peerless Ninety-Ninth Tier Titled Douluo and the other a Six-Winged Angel possessing supreme Holy Soul Power, Ye Yuan was practically struggling to survive between ice and fire.

Ye Yuan sucked in a breath, feeling the softness and warmth of the white stockings on his leg and the astonishing sensation at his shoulder. He cried out inwardly.

This is killing me... Who could withstand this?!

Meanwhile, in a dark, damp underground cave outside Heaven Dou City.

"Old Bai... I can't hold on... The tunnel splits up ahead. Which way are we supposed to go?"

Titan knelt halfway on the ground, soaked through with sweat and mud.

He carried the silent Bone Douluo Gu Rong over his left shoulder, while the barely breathing Tang Hao was tied to his back. His movements had already begun to slow.

Bai He scouted ahead with a deathly pale face. The Soul Power within him was nearly exhausted as well.

"We can't go south. The Temple Knights of Spirit Hall will seal off Gengxin City sooner or later. Right now, we don't even know where Master Ning and the others are. Showing ourselves rashly means death!"

"Young Master... h-how are you feeling?"

Titan looked at the pale, blood-covered five-year-old Tang San in his arms, his voice choked with emotion.

Tang San gritted his teeth fiercely. Humiliation and pain had completely twisted his five-year-old face.

"Ye Yuan... Spirit Hall... I, Tang San, will never admit defeat!"

"Cough, cough... cough!"

At that moment, Gu Rong on Titan's shoulder suddenly convulsed violently. He spat out a mouthful of black blood mixed with fragments of organs, and his tightly shut eyes abruptly flew open in a final flash of vitality!

"Bone Douluo! You're awake!" Titan cried in delight.

There was not a trace of blood on Gu Rong's withered face. Using the last shred of strength in his body, he seized Titan's collar tightly. His hoarse voice was like an evil ghost whispering.

"Don't... don't go anywhere else... Go back to the outskirts of Heaven Dou City..."

"Bone Douluo, are you insane?!" Bai He was horrified.

"Heaven Dou City is full of Selas's informants now. Going back would be walking straight into the net!"

"Foolish..."

Gu Rong gave a miserable laugh, his eyes glinting darkly.

"Fengzhi... Fengzhi was reborn. How could he have made no preparations? The branch within Heaven Dou City was merely an empty shell meant to draw Qian Daoliu's attention. The main forces of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, along with all the direct descendants we transferred... were secretly sent to Blue Ba Academy outside Heaven Dou City long ago!"

"Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and Dugu Bo... are all hiding in the rear mountain of Blue Ba Academy!"

"Go to Blue Ba Academy... and play a trick under the lamp! Quickly!!"

After saying that, Gu Rong's eyes rolled back, and he completely passed out again.

At the words Blue Ba Academy, unprecedented ecstasy burst from Tang San's dim eyes.

Blue Ba Academy! Its headmistress is Liu Erlong!

She is the lifelong love of my teacher, Yu Xiaogang! With Liu Erlong there, along with Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Poison Douluo standing guard, we can definitely settle down safely!

Ye Yuan, just you wait! Once I recover in the rear mountain of Blue Ba Academy and awaken my Twin Spirits, it will be your death day!

"Grandpa Titan, return to Heaven Dou City! Go to Blue Ba Academy!"

Tang San roared, his voice burning with the flames of vengeance.

"Alright! Back to the outskirts of Heaven Dou City! Let's go!"

Titan and Bai He's spirits rose at once. At the end of the secret passage, they immediately changed direction and silently headed back toward the outskirts of Heaven Dou City through another branch tunnel.

Meanwhile, on the official road to Longxing City.

Yu Xiaogang hobbled through the mud like an abandoned stray dog.

One of his tattered cloth shoes had long been lost during his frantic escape. The exposed sole of his foot had been shredded by gravel, leaving glaring bloody prints in the mud.

His Level 29 Soul Power had long been completely drained by the journey. He had intended to go to Longxing City to find Tang San, but now he did not even have the strength to stand.

Rumble!

A dragon's roar suddenly rang out from the sky.

Yu Xiaogang numbly raised his head, just in time to see the Golden Sedan Chair representing Spirit Hall's supreme authority, escorted by several Titled Douluo, howl over his head as it turned back toward Tian Dou Imperial City.

"They turned back!"

"Spirit Hall actually returned to Heaven Dou City at a time like this!"

Yu Xiaogang stood frozen in the mud, his stiff face filled with shock and confusion.

He had no idea what had happened in Longxing City, much less where Tang San had gone.

Now that Spirit Hall had suddenly turned back, the only explanation was that matters in Longxing City had already ended—or that Spirit Hall had lost Tang San's trail there and had no choice but to withdraw!

Damn it... I have no Soul Power and no intelligence. If I stupidly keep heading for Longxing City and end up finding nothing, I'll lose my life on the road!