Douluo: Starting from the Nine-Curved Vine Dragon

Chapter 343 Leaving
On the way back to the hotel, Poseidon asked as they walked:

"Hailong, after all these years, you still can't break through to level 96?"

Because of his emotional state, the tone of his words carried a strong sense of accusation.

Upon hearing this, Hailong Douluo lowered his head deeply and said, "This subordinate is useless. Please punish me, High Priest!"

"Punishment, punishment! If punishment were effective, would you still be stuck at level 95 for so many years without making any progress?"

Upon hearing these words of self-reproach, Poseidon felt a surge of anger rising within him and roared in a somewhat furious manner.

"From this day forward, I will equip all six of you, the guardian Douluos of the Seven Sacred Pillars, with six ten-thousand-year soul bones. There is only one requirement: each of you must cultivate to at least level ninety-seven."

Today's events made Poseidon feel once again the helplessness of having no one around to rely on.

The mighty Sea God Empire, apart from herself, couldn't even find a single Title Douluo above level 95. It was truly a disgrace.

"Yes, yes, we will absolutely not let you down, High Priest."

The Sea Dragon Douluo lowered his head even further, like a child who had done something wrong, showing no joy whatsoever at obtaining the ten-thousand-year soul bone.

Shortly afterward, the group returned to their hotel.

"Leaving tonight?" Chen Haitian asked, his face showing surprise and doubt.

"Are we just going to leave like this? What about the Empire's reputation? Don't we care?"

“After something like this has happened, all sense of dignity is long gone.” Poseidon explained calmly to the inheritor of the Sea God's legacy:

“With all the team members in this state, we can’t gather seven people, so we’re not qualified to continue the competition. Staying here is just a waste of time. I’ve already handed over the soul bones that the Empire provides as rewards for the competition to the competition committee.”

"With me here, I doubt any force would dare to sabotage us on our return journey. Your Majesty can rest assured of your safety on the return trip."

"That's true." Chen Haitian nodded slowly and said:

"Poseidon City is located by the sea. By harnessing the power of the ocean, we can achieve twice the result with half the effort, whether it's cultivation or healing these people."

"But what about those inheritors of the divine lineage? Are we just going to do nothing?"

“Your Majesty need not worry about this,” Poseidon reassured him.
"There are many forces that care about this matter, especially those forces that do not have a successor to a god. In this matter, one more or one less of us will not make a difference. Whether we leave in advance or not will not have much impact."

Chen Haitian rested his chin on his hand, thinking, "I hope so..."

……

Early the next morning.

Lin Rong slept soundly until dawn. Just as she got up and washed, she heard a series of discussions downstairs.

"Gone? Just like that?"

Lin Rong quickly washed her face with water and came out wearing her pajamas.

"This Cecilia is such a coward. I'm glad I didn't stay up late to watch the show last night, otherwise it would have been a waste."

"But it seems like quite a few of you have been staying up late."

Looking around the living room, more than half of the people had light dark circles under their eyes, making it clear who had slept last night and who had stayed up all night waiting for the show to begin.

"In other words, Xiao Ao and I waited and waited all night, until the flowers withered, and all we got was this explosive news of Poseidon breaking into the Papal Palace."

On the sofa, Ning Rongrong held a peeled, hot egg to her eyes and complained:

"My beauty sleep is gone just like that, how awful!"

"Never mind, our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's competition is in the afternoon anyway, so I won't go watch the competition this morning. I'll just stay here and catch up on some sleep!" "Then I won't go either. I'll stay here and keep Rongrong company."

Oscar, sitting next to Ning Rongrong, looked energetic. Apart from the faint dark circles under his eyes, there was no sign of him staying up late.

Lin Rong casually found a sofa to sit on, and after looking around the living room, seeing that Ning Fengzhi was not there, she looked at Oscar and asked:

"Xiao Ao, where's your father-in-law?"

Oscar peeled an egg for Ning Rongrong while answering:
"Oh, such a big thing happened last night. My father-in-law went to the competition committee meeting early this morning."

"Sir, would you like to have one? Although it's just a boiled egg, it's from a hundred-year-old five-colored golden pheasant. Even boiled in plain water, it's delicious."

Lin Rong refused, saying:
"No need, I can peel it myself if I want to eat it."

To be honest, Lin Rong was really not used to the old housekeeper not being around to take care of her daily life during this period of time.

From childhood to adulthood, the old housekeeper took care of all her needs, from food and clothing to housing and transportation. Before that, even her seclusion when she was seven years old only lasted for a little over a month.

The old steward has been in seclusion for so long because of his succession to the position of the God of Light; he must be really thinking about it.

Fortunately, the tournament in Wuhun City is nearing its end, and once things are settled here, I can go home.

……

Half an hour later.

Soul fighting field.

This time, Lin Rong did not choose to sit in the audience seats, but disguised himself and sat in the preparation area where the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was located.

"Oh, Tang San actually went out to watch the match."

He originally wanted to check on the situation of the Tian Dou team, but when he turned his head, he saw Tang San sitting next to Xue Qinghe in the Tian Dou Royal Academy area.

“Brother Tang, the seats here are spacious. You don’t need to sit so close. It wouldn’t be good if others mistakenly thought we had some special relationship.”

Xue Qinghe's eyes concealed deep disgust, and she tried her best to stay away from Tang San, but Tang San insisted on getting closer to her.

Although Tang San had already washed himself clean, Xue Qinghe couldn't help but feel nauseous when she thought about how Tang San looked last night.

"No, Brother Xue." Tang Sancai didn't care about anything else; his face was no match for his life. He said without a care in the world:
"The innocent are innocent, I don't care about other people's opinions, and I believe you won't care either, right?"

The moment Tang San stepped into the Soul Arena, his right eyelid twitched uncontrollably, indicating that the person who wanted to take his life was inside the arena.

Therefore, the closer he gets to Xue Qinghe, the less the other party dares to make a move against him because of his status as the Crown Prince of Tiandou.

At this moment, Xue Qinghe had never regretted the terrible persona he had created for himself so much.

Because according to this persona, I cannot say no to it.

"Of course, if the three Tang brothers don't care, why would Qinghe care?"

Xue Qinghe forced a smile as he answered, but at that moment he felt like strangling Tang San.

Right now, all he can do is pray that Ye Lingling will end the match as soon as possible so that he can leave this place sooner.

This morning's match is between the Heavenly Dou Royal Seed Team and the Star Crown Sect Seed Team.

Star Crown Sect has no divine inheritor and is already ranked at the bottom of the eight seeded teams, alongside Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect. It is impossible for them to defeat Heaven Fighting, whether it is the first or second team.

Therefore, it's only a matter of time before Team Tiandou wins the match; the only question is how long it will take to finish.

(End of this chapter)