A Roadblock

Heaven Dou City, Wang Feng saw Su Yang in a carriage parked outside. Su Yang was the only person in the carriage, and he seemed to be fine.

After taking Su Yang with him, Wang Feng headed to the Holy Academy without delay. The team competition was probably over by now, and who knew what he would face when he returned?

Inside the carriage, Yue Guan carefully checked Su Yang, and only after confirming that he was alright did the two of them feel relieved.

Yue Guan frowned, staring at Su Yang as she asked, "What happened? Why did you leave the outer courtyard?"

In Yue Guan's view, it must have been Su Yang who took the initiative to leave the outer courtyard, which gave the other party the opportunity to make a move. Even if they were Titled Douluo, they probably wouldn't dare to make a move inside the courtyard.

Hearing that Yue Guan sounded a little angry, Su Yang didn't feel wronged at all; instead, he felt very guilty.

"Teacher, brother, I'm sorry to have worried you. I was on my way back to the dormitory that day when someone told me that my brother was waiting for me outside and asked me to come over. Although I was suspicious, I thought it wasn't far and should be fine right at the gate, so I went out. But I fainted as soon as I went out, and when I woke up I was already in that carriage."

"It's good that you're alright." Wang Feng patted Su Yang, not blaming him at all. After all, Su Yang hadn't done anything wrong; Yue Guan was only a little angry because she was worried about him.

"Uncle Yue, what do you think of Xue Qinghe? What do you think his intention in wanting to form an alliance with me is?"

"It's hard to say. You rejected him too quickly; I didn't figure out what he was really thinking," Yue Guan said, gently shaking her head.

"Uh!" Wang Feng was taken aback. Rejecting too quickly was actually a mistake! "Then, do you know anything about Xue Qinghe?"

"I don't know, but I do know that Xue Qinghe's teacher is Ning Fengzhi, the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, one of the Upper Three Sects."

"Ning Fengzhi is his teacher?"

"That's right, Ning Fengzhi's status in the Heaven Dou Empire's royal family is not low either. As the Crown Prince's Grand Tutor, he enjoys treatment that many people envy."

"It seems this guy's ambitions are quite grand!" Wang Feng narrowed his eyes. Xue Qinghe, backed by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, wanted to recruit him and even promised to make the Spirit Hall the leading force among Soul Master. This was somewhat self-deceptive.

"Although it's unclear what Xue Qinghe is up to, it's a good thing that the Holy Son rejected him," Yue Guan suddenly said, glancing at Wang Feng.

Wang Feng shuddered, glanced at Yue Guan, and pondered Yue Guan's words carefully.

He refused for two reasons: firstly, he genuinely lacked such ambition; and secondly, he worried that someone from the Spirit Hall would find out and eliminate him.

He wasn't stupid. Qian Renxue was the Pope's daughter, had a Great Enshrined grandfather, and most importantly, her Martial Soul was Six-Winged Angel. This established her position in the Spirit Hall as absolutely unshakeable.

After all, I am an outsider. If I am too ambitious, I might not put them at ease, which is why they rejected me so quickly.

Now it seems my worries were not unfounded.

The two then fell silent, neither of them speaking.

Wang Feng calmed down and began cultivating. He was not far from reaching level 30, and the next step was to acquire Soul Ring.

This was a headache for Wang Feng, because the Third Soul Ring could withstand a much longer lifespan than his first and second Soul Ring. Considering his two Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings, the Third Soul Ring could last for about fifty thousand years.

But if he were to actually absorb it, Wang Feng had absolutely no confidence in doing so without alerting his Third Martial Soul.

"Uncle Yue, will our teacher come when I get my Third Soul Ring?" Wang Feng asked Yue Guan.

"No. Soul Master's physical attributes will improve significantly upon reaching level 30. With your abilities, obtaining the Third Soul Ring won't be too difficult. Gui Mei and I will be enough." Yue Guan her eyes closed.

"Oh!" Wang Feng nodded, but after a while he added, "Absorbing a Five Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring shouldn't be too difficult for me, right?"

"What did you say?"

Yue Guan opened her eyes and stared at Wang Feng, startled by his words.

"Are you crazy? Fifty thousand years and ten thousand years are not the same thing. His Pope Hall said that you can only live for a maximum of twenty-five thousand years, no more than that."

"What if I happen to meet someone who's perfect for me?"

"It's unlikely to be that coincidental. Even if it were, we'll see when the time comes! For now, just focus on your cultivation! We won't be going out again after this trip. You should be close to level 30 by now."

Will the dean let me get better if I don't go out?

Wang Feng glanced at Yue Guan, somewhat speechless, and after thinking for a moment asked, "Whose side is Yu Xiaogang? How did he join the Spirit Hall, and is he an elder?"

Upon hearing Wang Feng's question, Yue Guan suddenly frowned, seemingly reluctant to answer.

"What's wrong? It sounds like something big has happened. Could he be the teacher's secret agent?" Wang Feng asked tentatively.

Yue Guan shook his head and sighed, "His affairs are somewhat complicated, and I can't say for sure. You'd better not inquire about it. But one thing I'm certain of is that he's not a member of the Spirit Hall. It was only because His Pope Hall valued his talent that he was granted the position of elder."

"Since he's an elder, he should have some privileges, right?"

"Yes, but this person is very arrogant and disdains relying on his status as an elder of the Spirit Hall, and he also harbors a great deal of prejudice against the Spirit Hall."

"I can tell."

Wang Feng shook his head with a smile. Yu Xiaogang had made his intentions toward the Spirit Hall almost entirely public, adopting a completely confrontational approach.

Wang Feng couldn't understand it at all. Was it because he wasn't afraid of the Spirit Hall from the bottom of his heart and thought that his teacher valued his talent so he wouldn't touch him, or was he plotting something and doing this on purpose?

Regardless of what he really wanted, Wang Feng disliked this person from the bottom of his heart.

Two more days passed, and they were not far from Holy Virtue City. They would arrive in two more days.

However, as dusk approached, an unexpected incident occurred: their carriage was stopped.

They initially thought it would be some bandits, but when Yue Guan released the aura of Titled Douluo, they realized that things were not so simple.

Wang Feng stepped out of the carriage and looked at the group of men in black blocking his way; there were at least thirty of them.

"Holy Son, please take shelter inside the vehicle."

Upon seeing Wang Feng emerge, one of his bodyguards quickly stepped forward.

Wang Feng smiled and shook his head. "They stopped the Spirit Hall's carriages; they're obviously after me. It's not safe to hide inside."

"Holy Son..."

Prepare for battle!

Wang Feng sneered and summoned his Martial Soul. The man dared not say anything more and could only stand ready to attack at any moment.

"A bunch of fools who don't know their own mortality! You dare to block the Spirit Hall's carriage!"

Yue Guan's voice rang out from behind Wang Feng, his cold gaze sweeping over the group of people. One after another, Soul Ring emerged from beneath his feet, slowly lifting his body into the air.

Su Yang also came out at this time. Although his strength was pitifully weak, he did not hide in the carriage at this moment, but came to Yang Feng's side.