Dugu Yan, Things After the God War

As a girl dressed in a Spirit Hall deacon uniform walked out from behind the screen, Dugu Bo's eyes widened instantly.

"Yan... Yanyan!"

His pair of eyes instantly became bloodshot and red as he struggled to stand up from the ground, shouting with fury:

"Spirit Hall! You actually captured my granddaughter! If you have the guts, come at me, this old man! To deal with a junior, does your Spirit Hall have any shame left!"

"Stop shouting, Grandpa. No one forced me."

Dugu Yan walked over and stopped in front of Dugu Bo, looking at Dugu Bo—who was in such a disheveled state on the ground yet still tried his utmost to protect her—with her eye sockets turning slightly red as she spoke:

"I came to Spirit Hall of my own accord, and this uniform was also something I begged the Holy Son to give me."

"What!"

Dugu Bo was struck as if by lightning, staring blankly at Dugu Yan with a buzzing in his mind.

"Yanyan... You are muddle-headed! Do you know how hateful Spirit Hall was in the previous life! How can you defect to them!"

"Grandpa! The muddle-headed one is you!"

Dugu Yan abruptly interrupted his words, her pair of eyes filled with heartache and anger:

"Did you think only the two of you were reborn? I was reborn too! Everything that happened after the decisive battle at Jialing Pass in the previous life is clearly engraved in my mind!"

Dugu Bo paused abruptly, staring blankly at his own wronged granddaughter.

Dugu Yan took a deep breath, let out a miserable laugh, and tears streamed down her cheeks as she asked:

"Grandpa, you always refer to Tang San as your equal despite the age gap, but do you remember what our family got after you died in your previous life?"

"The Jade Phosphorus Serpent Venom you unleashed on the Jialing Pass battlefield was too terrifying! Under those poison mists blanketing the sky, people died in droves, and even the surviving Heaven Dou Empire was scared out of their wits!"

"After the war ended, which of those survivors didn't fear our Jade Phosphorus Serpent spirits?"

"Whether it was the Tiantou Imperial Family or the Tang Sect, they gave you the title of a great hero on the surface, but behind the scenes, no one was willing to associate with me! They looked at me as if I were a monster about to lose control, ostracizing and cold-shouldering me everywhere!"

"I offered my warm face to their cold buttocks every single day and endured all kinds of cold treatment—Grandpa, do you even know about that!"

"In this life, why on earth should we still risk our lives to protect him! I came to find the Holy Son simply to carve out a path of survival for our family!"

Dugu Bo froze in place and opened his mouth, only to find that he couldn't utter a single syllable.

The one he cared about the most was always Dugu Yan.

In his previous life, he used his life to block Bibi Dong from becoming a god, thinking his sacrifice could trade a lifetime of glory and protection for his granddaughter.

Yet he never expected that after his death, the life Dugu Yan lived was actually one universally loathed and thoroughly neglected.

"What about Tang San..."

Dugu Bo's voice was hoarse, still carrying a trace of expectation.

"After he became a god, didn't he help you..."

"Help?"

Dugu Yan sneered.

"He was the high-and-mighty Sea God and Asura God, ascending to the heavens with that bunch from Shrek. When would he ever have time to care about me?"

Hearing these words from his granddaughter, Dugu Bo collapsed limply onto the ground. In an instant, he seemed to have aged decades, the light in the depths of his eyes dimming over and over.

In his previous life, he paid the price with his life, yet only traded it for a lifetime of desolation and loneliness for his granddaughter.

At this moment, whatever equal-age friendship, whatever life-and-death brother, all turned into a joke.

Ye Yuan stood up and called a halt to Dugu Yan, who wanted to keep venting:

"All right, Yanyan, stop talking. Let your grandfather go to the Holy Hall back mountain to have a good rest. Ghost Douluo, take the Poison Douluo down, pick a quiet courtyard in the backyard, and let the grandfather and granddaughter live together, looking after them well with good food and drink."

Ye Yuan walked over to Dugu Bo, looked at this soul-less old man, and said with a smile that was not a smile,

"Dugu Bo, I won't kill you today. Why your own granddaughter wants to stand on my side—you can ask her every day after you stay in the courtyard, and slowly think it over yourself."

Dugu Bo was hoisted up from the ground by Guimei and dragged outward like a dead dog.

Right at the moment of walking out the door, he suddenly asked,

"Holy... Holy Son, is everything Yanyan said true? After this old man died in the previous life... was it really like what she said?"

Ye Yuan raised an eyebrow and sighed with a wry amusement:

Dugu Bo, you know the matters of the previous life better than anyone else. After the Jade Phosphorus Serpent Venom was unleashed, what kind of end could your Dugu family possibly meet in the end? In your heart, could you really be completely clueless about it?

Dugu Bo lowered his head and was dragged out by Guimei.

Dugu Yan hurriedly followed after them as well.

Peace returned to the hall.

Qian Renxue glanced at the front doors, her white-silk-clad slender legs naturally resting over Ye Yuan's thighs as she gave a proud huff.

"He got off easy. If it were before, I would have definitely cleaved him in two with a sword."

Bibi Dong at the side sipped her tea, her beautiful eyes narrowing slightly:

"The Poison Douluo's role on the battlefield cannot be underestimated. If he can be subdued, it can still be considered a good thing."

Right at this moment, a flash of seven-colored shimmering light cut through the window and landed steadily in front of Ye Yuan.

This was once again Ning Rongrong's Glazed Mother-Child Cicada.

Ye Yuan reached out and took out the letter:

Hehe, little Yuan brother, that trash Yu Xiaogang is panicked now, oh! He wrote requests for reinforcements to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon School and the Clear Sky School at the same time! The letters have already been sent out, oh! Hurry up and bring people to kill them all completely! Rongrong is waiting for you at Blue Ba Academy, oh...

After finishing the letter, Ye Yuan burned it into ashes, rubbed the bridge of his nose, and smiled wryly:

"This little lass isn't old, but her methods are quite ruthless indeed."

Qian Renxue curled her lips and let out a somewhat dissatisfied hum:

"All right, forget about that little lass. Yu Xiaogang's requests for reinforcements have already been sent out. If we still don't take action, once they all enter Heaven Dou City, they really will become a formidable force."

"Little Yuan, our forces are strong and sturdy right now. Why not just directly dispatch troops over and forcefully flatten Blue Ba Academy! That way we save ourselves from prolonged nights giving rise to complications."

Qian Renxue waved her small fists and suggested with a murderous aura.

"No."

Bibi Dong shook her head, pondered for a moment, and said,

"Xue'er, it's not that we can't flatten Blue Ba Academy, but killing him now would be letting him off way too easily."

"Think about it. If we press forward with a massive army right now and directly smash Tang San and Tang Hao to ashes, then in the eyes of outsiders, Tang San would be a genius who resisted Spirit Hall to the death—a tragic hero!"

"By then, the Clear Sky School, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon School, and even all those forces across the mainland who harbor secret dissatisfaction toward Spirit Hall will instead share a bitter hatred of the enemy, treating Tang San as a spiritual totem and going all out against us in the shadows while scattering into the underground."

"Even if our Spirit Hall is invincible under heaven, running all over the world to catch rats is ultimately a disgusting chore."

Hearing Bibi Dong's words, Ye Yuan nodded in appreciation, took the opportunity to pinch Qian Renxue's soft white-silk ankle, and the corners of his mouth hooked into a spine-chilling smile:

"Dong'er sister is right. Xue'er, when killing people, using a blade is the lowest method, while breaking their spirit is the highest."