There's an Insider!

Ye Yuan studied the map as memories from his past life rapidly intertwined with the current situation in his mind. He pointed to a wooded mountain area on the outskirts of Heaven Dou City and spoke calmly:

"Grand Consecrator, in my opinion, Ning Fengzhi and the others could not have gone far. Since they brought their families and so many assets with them, what they need most right now is a place where they can avoid our surveillance—a place no one would think of. The so-called hiding in plain sight."

"Further south and Sunset Forest are both sealed off by us. Trying to relocate a large number of direct descendants would be nothing but a fool's dream. Heaven Dou City has Bishop Selas's hidden sentries, but there is one place... a force that normally only accepts commoner soul masters and is extremely hostile to Spirit Hall. Even we rarely meddle with it. That is Blue Ba Academy on the outskirts of Heaven Dou City!"

Hearing Ye Yuan's orderly analysis, Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong's eyes both lit up.

"Blue Ba Academy... Liu Erlong's territory?"

A cold glint flashed through Bibi Dong's phoenix eyes.

"That's right." Ye Yuan nodded, a teasing smile flickering in his eyes.

"Everyone on the continent knows about Yu Xiaogang's relationship with Clear Sky School, and Liu Erlong loves Yu Xiaogang to the bone. The most dangerous place is the safest place. Once Tang San and the others escape from the Longxing City tunnel, the only place in Heaven Dou City they can turn to is there."

Qian Daoliu gave an approving laugh.

"Xiaoyuan's analysis is exactly right. Selas, order the Temple Knights and Holy Emperor Warriors to secretly monitor the area around Blue Ba Academy closely. Report immediately if there is any unusual Soul Power fluctuation!"

"Yes, sir!"

Selas bowed and withdrew.

Ye Yuan gripped the Primal Genesis Sword in his hand, and the smile on his lips grew ever more pronounced.

At this moment, within the tranquil Blue Ba Academy on the outskirts of Heaven Dou City.

Before a thatched cottage in the deepest part of the back mountain, a woman in a simple azure cloth dress sat quietly in a bamboo chair.

The woman appeared to be in her thirties and was exceptionally beautiful. Though she wore a plain cloth dress, it could not conceal her full, stunning, breathtaking figure.

Her long black hair was casually pinned behind her head. Amid her mature charm was a hint of wildness and fiery allure.

She was none other than Blue Ba Academy's headmistress, Liu Erlong.

Meanwhile, from the wooden cottage nearby came the pungent, unpleasant smell of thick blood mixed with medicine.

Ning Fengzhi's face was pale. The Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda emitted a gentle glow as he used all his strength to guide the medicinal effects into Tang Hao and Gu Rong, who lay on the beds.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Poison Douluo Dugu Bo stood guard to either side, their expressions grave.

"Fengzhi, how are Old Bone's injuries?"

Chen Xin asked anxiously.

Ning Fengzhi withdrew his Soul Power, wiped the cold sweat from his brow, and sighed weakly.

"Uncle Sword, don't worry too much. Uncle Bone forcibly used spatial teleportation, so his meridians were injured. Fortunately, his foundation was unharmed. He will be fine after some rest."

Only then did the people in the room finally relax.

"Damn it, Spirit Hall was truly damned strange this time."

Dugu Bo viciously slammed his fist into the wall, his eyes filled with lingering fear.

"They did not even give us a warning before sending several Super Douluos to kill us! If we had been a step slower, Tang San would have been finished."

On another stone bed, five-year-old Tang San was wrapped up like a mummy and stared fixedly at the ceiling.

The agony of his fractured bones made his entire body tremble, but he gritted his teeth and did not utter a sound.

How could this happen... why?

What the hell is Ye Yuan? I never even heard of someone like him in my past life. How could he pinpoint us so accurately every single time?

But it's fine. Bone Douluo's injuries can heal. As long as Father, Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, and Poison Douluo are here, I still have cards to play!

Once I recover and awaken my Twin Spirits, reclaiming the methods from my past life, I'll carve Spirit Hall into ten thousand pieces!

Tang San roared madly in his heart.

Yet he did not notice that in the corner of this wooden cottage, thick with sorrow, Ning Rongrong stood silently in the shadows. She was delicate and lovely, like a porcelain doll.

She coldly watched Tang San lying on the bed like a dead dog, then looked at her pale-faced father, busy saving lives.

There was not the slightest concern for her companions in Ning Rongrong's large eyes. Instead, they shone with a nearly sickening excitement and indifference.

That was right. Ning Rongrong had also been reborn.

But she did not care at all about the Heaven Dou Empire, nor did she care about Clear Sky School. Even Oscar, who had spent every day shamelessly fawning over her in her past life, was merely a disposable tool in her eyes.

Only one image was etched into her mind.

When she had run away from home at six years old in a childish fit and nearly been devoured by soul beasts, a young man had carefully looked after her in the wilderness for three days and three nights.

That young man clearly did not possess even a trace of Soul Power, yet he gave her all the dry rations he had. He held her in his warm embrace and tried every way he could to make her smile.

That young man was Ye Yuan.

In her past life, because of her school and her father, she had been forced to stay bound to Tang San. In the end, she could only watch helplessly as Tang San killed Brother Xiaoyuan, the person she loved most.

From that moment onward, Ning Rongrong's heart had gone completely mad.

After being reborn in this life, the moment she opened her eyes, she heard that her Brother Xiaoyuan had become Spirit Hall's lofty Holy Son.

But what about her father, Ning Fengzhi?

He was still stubbornly clinging to Tang San, that harbinger of disaster, and insisting on fighting Brother Xiaoyuan to the bitter end!

Why? If we hadn't protected that hypocritical Tang San in our past life, how could our school have been destroyed? How could Grandpa Sword and Grandpa Bone have died?

In this life, anyone who dares touch even a single hair on Brother Xiaoyuan's head is the enemy of me, Ning Rongrong!

Ning Rongrong stared fixedly at Tang San on the bed. Her small body trembled faintly from excitement and twisted obsession.

Father, Grandpa Sword, don't blame Rongrong for being unfilial.

Rongrong is saving you. As long as we hand over this scourge, Tang San, Brother Xiaoyuan will definitely be happy! The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School can be saved too!

At that thought, Ning Rongrong took a deep breath and suppressed the heartbeat that felt ready to burst from her chest.

While the adults were all occupied with Tang Hao and Gu Rong, with no one paying attention to her, she quietly backed away. Lightly and silently, she slipped out of the wooden cottage and entered the dark bamboo forest on the back mountain.

The moment she entered the bamboo forest, Ning Rongrong impatiently crouched down and took an exquisite little Bronze Cicada from her robes.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's top-secret communication Soul Tool—the Glazed Mother-Child Cicada.

It had extremely powerful penetration. Blue Ba Academy's barrier could not stop it at all.

With trembling fingers, Ning Rongrong swiftly wrote on a piece of parchment, her little face flushed with sickly excitement:

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