Three-Way Convergence

Meanwhile, in the room where Yu Xiaogang and Tang San were staying.

Tang San jolted awake. Not only did his face hurt, but his heart ached even more, as though he had lost something important.

But he had no idea what was going on.

"Little San, you're awake?" Yu Xiaogang hurried over, his face full of concern.

"Teacher, where's Sister Xiaowu?" The moment he saw Yu Xiaogang, Tang San ignored his own condition and only wanted to know Xiao Wu's current situation.

Seeing Tang San like this, Yu Xiaogang fell silent for a moment.

Ever since Ning Fengzhi had revealed that Xiao Wu was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, he had been thinking about how to tell Tang San. Tang San and Xiao Wu had lived together for years, and so had he, but even now, he did not know how to begin.

Even he still had trouble accepting that Xiao Wu was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, let alone Tang San in his current state.

"Teacher, was Sister Xiaowu kidnapped?" Tang San's memory was still stuck on Ning Fengzhi's slap.

Yu Xiaogang's silence made that the only possibility Tang San could think of. Hatred immediately surged into the heavens.

"Damn you, Ning Fengzhi!"

"I'll destroy the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect at any cost!"

Yu Xiaogang jumped in fright. Afraid that Tang San would go down the wrong path, he could no longer worry about anything else and immediately corrected him.

"Little San, it's not what you think."

"Although Ning Fengzhi is a bastard, and I hate him too, he didn't kidnap Xiao Wu. It was..."

Once the words left his mouth, Yu Xiaogang stopped hesitating and his thoughts became clear. Everything he said was true, yet not a single sentence mentioned that Xiao Wu was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.

Tang San believed him completely.

How could his teacher possibly deceive him?

However, when he heard that Bai Ye had stepped forward, and that the Titled Douluo secretly protecting him had intervened to save Xiao Wu, his face twisted.

He hated that he had not been the one to save Xiao Wu.

He also resented that his father had not been there.

If he had, Sister Xiaowu would have been waiting here for him to wake up instead of being with Bai Ye.

"Pfft!"

Overwhelmed by the shock, Tang San's rage attacked his heart, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Yet his eyes lit up.

"Little San!" Yu Xiaogang looked deeply worried, but also grateful for his decision. Otherwise, Tang San would have done far more than spit blood.

"Teacher, I've broken through to level thirty!" Tang San revealed a faint smile. "Teacher, you were right. So what if I lose to Bai Ye again? His resources are better than mine, so it's only natural that his Soul Power improves faster. But he is ultimately just an auxiliary Soul Master. One day, I'll defeat him, and I'll create a force even greater than Spirit Hall."

Tang San did not know where this confidence came from. He only felt that the future was bright, and that Sister Xiaowu would eventually return to him.

However, Yu Xiaogang, who knew everything, felt bitter inside.

He really wanted to say a few things.

Do you have any idea how monstrous Bai Ye's support abilities are?!

Whether you can defeat Bai Ye, I can't say for sure. But as long as Bai Ye lives, Spirit Hall will remain the strongest force on the continent, without equal.

In the end, he forcibly swallowed those words and showed a smile uglier than crying. "Mm, Teacher believes in you. You are my disciple, and the son of Clear Sky Douluo. Once you grow up, the Clear Sky Sect will also stand behind you. At that time, what will Spirit Hall matter?"

"Mm, it definitely will."

"Good. Rest well today. Tomorrow, I'll have the academy take you out to hunt for a Soul Ring."

After saying that, Yu Xiaogang went to see Flender and revealed Tang San's identity, hoping that the academy would send someone to take Tang San to obtain his third Soul Ring the next day.

"I never expected your disciple to have such an incredible background too—the son of His Excellency Clear Sky."

"No wonder he has a conflict with Spirit Hall's Holy Son. It was destined."

Flender pondered for a moment, then sighed with emotion.

Yu Xiaogang did not say much, much less mention how he had once accepted Bai Ye as a disciple.

Just then, Oscar burst in with great haste.

"Dean, I've broken through to level thirty!"

"What?" Flender was stunned, while Yu Xiaogang calmly looked at the bearded uncle who sold grilled sausages before him.

Noticing Yu Xiaogang's expression, Flender explained Oscar's situation.

As he listened, Yu Xiaogang stared at Oscar in utter shock!

Innate Full Soul Power!

Food-type!

Fourteen years old, level thirty!

That was almost the same as Tang San reaching level thirty at twelve.

Because food-type Soul Masters found cultivation extremely difficult.

"Hahaha!" Flender laughed loudly and decided to have Zhao Wuji lead the team to the Star Dou Forest early the next morning.

Spirit City, Papal Hall.

Ghost Douluo rushed back at top speed and went straight to Bibi Dong.

"Gui Mei, what happened? Don't tell me something happened to Xiao Ye?" Seeing Ghost Douluo's state, Bibi Dong was suddenly seized by a bad feeling.

Fortunately, it was only a false alarm.

"Xiao Ye is fine." Ghost Douluo then recounted everything that had happened during this period.

From Bai Ye absorbing a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring in Sunset Forest as his third ring and obtaining the Purification soul skill, to subduing Dugu Bo and absorbing immortal herbs, to Bai Ye gaining his fourth Soul Ring and Rapid Healing, and finally the events at Shrek Academy.

Three against one against Tang Hao, seriously injuring Sword Douluo, and finally Bai Ye insisting on protecting Xiao Wu.

Ghost Douluo told her everything he knew, without adding the slightest embellishment.

Bibi Dong listened intently, delighted one moment and shocked the next.

Especially when she learned that Bai Ye had become a Soul Ancestor in such a short time and could provide basic support to Titled Douluo, her pupils instantly contracted.

When she learned that Xiao Wu was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, her gaze grew feverish, but in the end she suppressed the thought of hunting her.

She also understood perfectly well how important Bai Ye was to Spirit Hall. It would not be good if they created a rift over a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.

At that moment, with the full truth known, Bibi Dong's expression turned utterly cold.

"What a Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"

"They actually dared to harbor murderous intentions toward Spirit Hall's Holy Son!"

"Although they failed, and Sword Douluo has already been seriously injured, such a price is nowhere near enough."

At those words, Ghost Douluo's eyes lit up.

"Your Holiness the Pope, could it be the Soul Hunt Operation?"

Bibi Dong shook her head. "The time isn't right yet. We've waited all these years, so there's no need to rush over a few more. Once the Holy Son has grown stronger, our chances will be greater. But the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect must first bear Spirit Hall's wrath."

"The Clear Sky Sect is their finest example."

At that moment, Bibi Dong had a suitable reason to strike against the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, just as she had with the Clear Sky Sect years ago.

"The Clear Sky Sect could choose to close its gates back then, but the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will not have that option. After all, Tang Hao was not the Clear Sky Sect's sect master back then, whereas Ning Fengzhi is the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's sect master."

The reason was simple. Sword Douluo was seriously injured and could no longer display Titled Douluo-level combat power. Although he had broken through, his title had temporarily been stripped away.

With only Bone Douluo and Ning Fengzhi, there was nothing to fear.

Even though Bai Ye was not by their side to bestow Honor Blessing on them, Spirit Hall's foundations were enough to wipe out the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Bibi Dong acted swiftly and decisively, going directly to the Elder Hall to state her decision and have the Titled Douluo take action.

Not long afterward, Papal Hall's conference chamber.

Pope Bibi Dong sat at the head of the enormous oval conference table. Below her, nearly twenty people sat in attendance.

Every one of them was an influential figure on the continent.

The masters of the two Spirit Sacred Halls and the Platinum Bishops had all taken their seats.

Everyone in the chamber had their eyes fixed on Pope Bibi Dong, waiting for her to speak.

Bibi Dong swept her gaze across the room, then spoke in a low voice. "Not long ago, Ning Fengzhi, sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, joined with Sword Douluo to attack Spirit Hall's Holy Son, Bai Ye. If not for the intervention of Elders Chrysanthemum-Ghost Douluo, and if not for the Holy Son subduing Dugu Bo, he likely would have met with disaster."

"Although the Holy Son's life was not endangered, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's actions are no different from Tang Hao's actions over a decade ago. We failed to kill Tang Hao back then, while the Clear Sky Sect promptly cut ties to minimize its losses."

"But this time, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect knew the Holy Son's identity and still dared to strike. Their crimes deserve death!"

The instant the words "deserve death" were spoken, the conference chamber erupted. They realized that Bibi Dong was not merely making threats—she truly intended to act.

At the same time, they could not help connecting this matter to the Soul Hunt Operation.

When Bibi Dong had first assumed her position years ago, she had proposed it, but it had been suppressed.

Yet now, even if they were not launching that operation, it was not far from it.

"Silence."

Though Bibi Dong's voice was soft, an overwhelming pressure erupted from her body, and the entire hall instantly fell quiet.

Everyone knew that Her Majesty the Pope had made up her mind.

"I did not summon you here for discussion. I summoned you to announce an order. The elders of the Elder Hall and I have already decided: the operation to exterminate the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will commence in five days!"

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. When Yu Yuanzhen received the message, his first reaction was disbelief.

"What?"

"This concerns the clan's survival?"

"Spirit Hall has gained a Holy Son? A Soul Ancestor can support Titled Douluo? Poison Douluo and Chrysanthemum-Ghost Douluo joined forces to severely injure Sword Douluo even with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's support?"

He recognized every word, but when they were put together, he could not understand them.

What did it mean, Spirit Hall had gained a Holy Son?

Why had Spirit Hall not announced such massive news?

And there was a twelve-year-old Soul Ancestor with four Soul Rings—purple, purple, black, black?

Who could even support Titled Douluo?

Was this real?

And hadn't Poison Douluo once been hunted down by Chrysanthemum-Ghost Douluo, swearing that he would rather die than join Spirit Hall?

Why were the three of them fighting together now?

And what did it mean that Sword Douluo, even with Ning Fengzhi's support, had nearly died?

To be honest, Yu Yuanzhen did not believe it at all. He felt Ning Fengzhi was exaggerating too much.

As for Sword Douluo being severely injured, he somewhat believed that, but he did not know the exact cause.

What a joke. An auxiliary Soul Ancestor was stronger than you, Ning Fengzhi, a Soul Sage?

Even so, Yu Yuanzhen immediately headed for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. He wanted to see what Ning Fengzhi's purpose was, because one could never be too careful.

What if it was true? Wouldn't disaster befall the clan without them even knowing?

Heaven Dou Empire. Xue Ye also did not believe the message when he received it, but thinking of Ning Fengzhi's character and the outrageous contents, he instinctively grew worried and immediately set out for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

After all, they all knew Spirit Hall's wolfish ambitions.

If Bai Ye's support abilities truly were that powerful, they had to make preparations early.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Ever since sending out the message, Ning Fengzhi had been waiting anxiously.

Naturally, fearful of Spirit Hall's retaliation, he had also begun recalling disciples who were away and strengthening the sect's forces.

Little did he know, this gave Spirit Hall the perfect opportunity to catch them all in one net.

"Uncle Bone, will they really come?" Ning Fengzhi paced back and forth.

"They will." Although Bone Douluo was anxious as well, he was the only Titled Douluo present, so he naturally could not show it. Otherwise, Ning Fengzhi would feel even worse.

Fortunately, their agonizing wait did not last long.

Xue Ye and Thunder Douluo Yu Yuanzhen arrived almost at the same time.

When the two saw Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo's expressions, their hearts immediately sank.

"Fengzhi, what exactly happened?" Xue Ye asked.

"Sect Master Ning, is everything you said true? Does it truly concern our survival?"

"It is absolutely true. Spirit Hall has produced a monstrously gifted Holy Son..." Ning Fengzhi did not even offer greetings or titles. He immediately recounted the detailed events at Shrek, making it clear just how anxious he was.

"Fengzhi, it's not that I don't believe you, but something like this..." Xue Ye trailed off, his meaning obvious.

"Sect Master Ning, words alone prove nothing. I understand your feelings, but you must also understand ours," Yu Yuanzhen said.

The facts were simply too fantastical for either of them to believe.

Ning Fengzhi understood. Even though he had not exaggerated anything.

If their positions were reversed, he would not have believed it either.

But understanding was one thing. Ning Fengzhi still grew anxious.

"In that case, come with me and visit Sword Douluo first." Ning Fengzhi led the two away.

After seeing Sword Douluo's injuries, both Xue Ye and Yu Yuanzhen sucked in a sharp breath, yet they still refused to believe.

Out of options, Ning Fengzhi could only swear an oath in person.

"Your Majesty, Senior Yu, I, Ning Fengzhi, swear on my life that if a single word I have spoken is false, may I die a miserable death, and may the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect be exterminated to the last member!"

Yu Yuanzhen and Xue Ye fell silent, but still did not fully believe him.

After all, how could such things possibly happen?

Seeing this, Ning Fengzhi was nearly driven to tears.

"Then how about this old bag of bones swears as well?" Bone Douluo spoke. "If what Fengzhi and I said..."

"I believe it," Yu Yuanzhen interrupted Bone Douluo.

Xue Ye also stated that he believed them, but only on the condition that they truly got to see Spirit Hall's Holy Son.

Only then could they believe completely.

Even so, Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo were overjoyed.

"Then there's no time to lose. Let's leave for Shrek Academy at once."

"Although the Spirit Hall Holy Son has Chrysanthemum, Ghost, and Poison—three Titled Douluo—protecting him in secret, we have two on our side as well. We may not be able to defeat them, but retreating would still be easy."

Thunder Douluo was immensely powerful. In the original story's clan extermination battle, he had fought four opponents alone and even managed to take one down with him.

Before that, however, Ning Fengzhi made arrangements, ordering someone to take Sword Douluo and Ning Rongrong away from the sect immediately, lest Spirit Hall retaliate.

"Good!" Seeing Ning Fengzhi act this way, Yu Yuanzhen and Xue Ye believed him much more.

Once everything had been arranged, Bone Douluo and Thunder Douluo took Ning Fengzhi and Xue Ye and rushed at full speed toward Shrek Academy.

The purpose of this trip was solely to inspect Bai Ye's Soul Power and Soul Rings.