Dugu Yan frowned at the approaching group.
The Heaven Dou Royal group was the first to notice something amiss.
"Yanyan! Is that you? Why did you and Lingling leave us without a word?"
Yu Tianheng spoke first, his face brimming with delight and urgency.
With that, he reached out to take Dugu Yan's hand.
But before he could touch her, her powerful soul power sent him stumbling back.
Disbelief covered Yu Tianheng's face.
"Yanyan, why?"
Dugu Yan looked at him, unable to keep the disgust from her eyes.
"Don't call me Yanyan. It makes me sick! And Yu Tianheng, I'm not at Heaven Dou Royal Academy anymore, so don't come acting all familiar with me!"
Everyone from Heaven Dou Royal Academy froze at Dugu Yan's words.
But none of them said anything.
Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling had withdrawn of their own accord.
The relationship between Dugu Yan and Yu Tianheng was also a private matter.
They had no right to interfere. They might as well sit back and enjoy the show.
Yu Tianheng stopped reaching toward her again.
He seemed to have frozen solid.
His mouth opened and closed. He wanted to say something, but had no idea how to begin.
As the entire situation reached a deadlock,
Yu Xiaogang stepped forward with his hands behind his back, coughed lightly, and assumed the air of a grandmaster.
"You must be Dugu Yan. Do you know that the person you injured in the Soul Fighting Arena was my disciple, Tang San?"
"Allow me to introduce myself. I am Yu Xiaogang, the Grandmaster of this age. You injured my disciple, and this matter cannot simply be brushed aside."
"But seeing how gifted you two are, I cannot quite bear to be harsh. How about this? If you both become my students, not only will I let the matter of your injuring Xiao San go, I will also train you into the most powerful soul masters in the world today."
Of the two girls before him, one was only seventeen, yet already possessed soul power approaching that of a Soul King.
The other was only two years older than his own disciple.
Compared to them, Tang San suddenly seemed less appealing.
Although Yu Xiaogang had no idea what Dugu Yan's martial soul was and knew next to nothing about Nine Heart Begonia,
he believed his knowledge could still help him find the most suitable soul rings for them both.
"Geniuses like these should be taught by me, Yu Xiaogang!"
"Father, and all those in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan who mocked me, do you see this? I, Yu Xiaogang, will raise countless geniuses!"
He roared inwardly.
Hearing his Second Uncle's words, Yu Tianheng also came back to his senses.
Now that he had finally met his Second Uncle in person, he intended to leave Heaven Dou Royal Academy as well and join Shrek, where his uncle taught.
He believed that under his Second Uncle's guidance, with his unparalleled knowledge of martial soul theory, he could become a renowned powerhouse.
Now that his Second Uncle had made this offer, didn't that mean he would be able to see Dugu Yan often afterward?
Rekindling their lost feelings would not be so difficult then.
At that thought, his dejection vanished, and a spark seemed to return to his eyes.
He chimed in:
"That's right, Yanyan! Second Uncle is a grandmaster renowned across the entire continent. If you study under him, you'll definitely become even stronger!"
Watching the two sing the same tune, Dugu Yan was utterly speechless.
She took Ye Lingling's hand, intending to turn and leave.
Flender shook his head beside them.
He knew his good brother inside and out.
His obsession with nurturing geniuses had already become irreversible.
Besides, these two truly were geniuses. Having them join Shrek would also spread its fame.
So he shook his head and enveloped Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling in his aura.
Feeling the immense pressure, Dugu Yan was forced to stop.
She looked at Flender.
"Old thing, you dare threaten me? Aren't you afraid my grandfather will come and slaughter everyone at Shrek?"
She had merely learned to behave a little better from following Lin Xiao. It wasn't as though someone had possessed her.
As Poison Douluo's only granddaughter, how could she not have a somewhat overbearing streak?
He was just the dean of some lousy school. So what if he was a Soul Saint?
He actually dared to threaten her.
Did he really think she and Lingling were soft persimmons he could squeeze at will?
Tang San and Oscar were still unconscious.
Seeing their dean threatened in return,
Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun immediately stepped forward.
"A soul master who doesn't stir up trouble isn't a good soul master. Do you really think we're afraid of you?"
"At Shrek, I, Dai Mubai, don't care whose little princess you are. I'm not afraid of you."
At that moment, Dai Mubai believed their becoming his junior female students was already set in stone.
So he and Ma Hongjun narrowed their eyes lecherously.
"Wouldn't it be nice to grow stronger alongside us under Grandmaster's guidance, junior? You might even stumble upon a beautiful romance~"
He addressed Ye Lingling. Dugu Yan belonged to Yu Tianheng, after all, and Dai Mubai's tastes were not quite that twisted.
The moment he finished, Yu Xiaogang and Flender both shot him a glare.
Their intention had been to take Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling as disciples or students.
What if Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai's remarks soured their relationship?
Couldn't they see that even Yu Tianheng's expression had turned strange?
Even so, neither of them reprimanded Dai Mubai or the others.
They merely used a little soul power to force them back behind them.
Ning Rongrong was still enjoying the spectacle, but Zhu Zhuqing looked at Dai Mubai with growing disgust and bewilderment.
In the end, she merely shook her head.
"He was only talking tough..." She silently excused him.
"Tsk..."
Dugu Yan clicked her tongue, her expression souring.
Had she known, she would not have lingered. Now she had landed herself in such a huge mess.
She looked at Ye Lingling, intending to yield temporarily and go undercover.
Once they found a chance to slip away, she would have everyone at Shrek slaughtered, no matter what.
But before either of them could speak,
a bead of cold sweat suddenly appeared on Flender's brow. He sensed that something was wrong around them.
This was a confrontation, however one looked at it, yet the surrounding spectators continued shouting and cheering for the matches in the Soul Fighting Arena as though nothing had happened.
Not a single person noticed them...
He withdrew his pressure and scanned his surroundings warily.
Seeing his former dean react this way, Qin Ming instinctively released his martial soul as well.
Fiery red soul power shielded the students of Heaven Dou Royal Academy and Shrek.
Zhang Lexuan's figure emerged from the shadows in a corner.
With every step she took, another soul ring appeared.
Until the eighth, blood-red ring emerged.
"Let the students settle their own affairs. If you're itching for a fight, Dean Flender, I'd be happy to serve as your sparring partner..."
"Sister Lexuan!"
Dugu Yan was pleasantly surprised. Lin Xiao had actually sent Zhang Lexuan to keep things under control on this outing.
It was only within the last two years that she had learned this gentle older sister was actually a Soul Douluo powerhouse with a hundred-thousand-year soul ring.
The color drained from Flender's and Qin Ming's faces.
As for Yu Xiaogang, he quietly hid behind everyone else.
His wise eyes fixed on Zhang Lexuan, as though he were calculating something.
Lang Yi winked furiously at Zhang Lexuan.
She nodded.
"The people of the Spirit Pagoda aren't targets for just any stray cat or dog to pick a fight with."
Silver Moon transformed into a blade of light and severed one of Flender's arms in an instant.
Flender grunted in pain, not daring to resist in the slightest.
Despite the agony, his mind was unusually clear.
The name Spirit Pagoda filled his entire mind with terror.
He remembered Xuan Zi from before. He remembered Lin Xiao.
Why was his luck so rotten...?
Flender felt like the Unlucky Bear of the age.
Zhang Lexuan did not attack Yu Xiaogang. The Young Master's film and television productions still needed this little flat-top.
So she left with Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling.
Flender barely managed to straighten up.
Looking at the arm on the ground,
"It might still be possible to reattach it... I'll have to swallow this defeat."
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