Peerless Douluo: Blood of the Black King Nidhogg!

Chapter 122 Future Arrangements (Transitional Chapter, subscription at your discretion, 4K)

"I hereby declare the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Tournament officially concluded! Shrek Academy has been awarded the championship!"

As Huang Jinxu, the Heavenly Fiend Douluo, finished speaking, the hundreds of thousands of spectators in the audience, who had not yet recovered from their shock, erupted in a thunderous roar of cheers and applause.

People, their faces flushed, cheered Shrek Academy and Mo Yuan's names, bringing the already boiling atmosphere of Xingluo Square to its peak.

Was this competition exciting? The answer is undoubtedly yes, extremely exciting. Every match was full of twists and turns, captivating everyone's attention.

Apart from the somewhat ambiguous ending of the final, there was nothing wrong with the rest of the competition. In particular, the bloody scene during the final raised the competition to an unprecedented level.

After all, the audience couldn't figure out why the final had turned out this way, and they didn't care who died. As long as they were okay and excited to watch, and Shrek Academy was still the champion, it didn't matter.

But if the audience could see why the Sun and Moon team had changed so much, how could people from other powerful factions not know?
It's probably mostly because of Mo Yuan, or more accurately, those two special long swords.

"The Sun and Moon Team must have figured something out. There's only one reason why they're so excited: Mo Yuan's two swords must be some kind of powerful new soul tool. Otherwise, there's no reason for them to give up the championship and show goodwill to Mo Yuan when they still have the strength."

Xu Jiawei stared intently at Xintinghou and Hanyue, which were hidden in the sheath at Mo Yuan's waist. With his expertise in soul tools, this was the only guess he could come to.

It wasn't that his imagination wasn't rich enough; it was simply that if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, even Ma Rulong and the others wouldn't have believed that a new knowledge system could just appear out of thin air like that.

This situation is almost as unbelievable as someone suddenly claiming to have discovered a way to increase one's strength without hunting spirit beasts. It's so unbelievable that it seems absurd.

At this moment, the torrential rain in the sky gradually stopped, the thick dark clouds dispersed, and a bright light shone out from the crack, shining directly on Mo Yuan, who was walking down from the stage.

It gives people a sense of majesty, as if they are above all others and the world.

Looking at Mo Yuan, who once again turned the tide, the Shrek Academy members had different expressions. Xu Sanshi, Ning Tian, ​​Wang Yan, and He Caitou were all all smiles, while most of the rest, such as Ma Xiaotao, Ling Luochen, and Bei Bei, had complicated expressions, some happy and some disappointed.

They reminisced about their journey from Shrek Academy to the end of the competition, from Mo Yuan saving everyone from the Grim Reaper to helping the team through critical moments in the knockout and round-robin stages.

From the Sun and Moon Team going berserk and fighting them head-on, trading injury for kill, to Mo Yuan standing up alone in the end to cut down the level eight soul tool and freeze Xiao Hongchen.

One thing after another, all these events were telling them one thing: Shrek Academy's ability to win the championship again was entirely due to Mo Yuan.

"Champions? We won the championship? Yes! We really won the championship again!"

Faced with this sudden good news, Wang Yan was momentarily stunned. After confirming to himself that Shrek Academy had won the championship, he was so excited that he shed tears.

No one was happier than him right now, and no one valued this championship more than him. He had been so worried about this championship that his brain was about to explode. He didn't even dare to imagine what might happen to him if he lost.

If it weren't for the issues of identity and gender, he would have been so excited that he would have wanted to hug Mo Yuan and kiss him wildly.

As Mo Yuan slowly walked towards them, wearing the same black trench coat worn by Yuan Zhisheng, Dai Yueheng and He Caitou, who had struggled to get out of bed, offered their thanks. Then all the boys surrounded Mo Yuan, asking him where he bought the coat.

To be fair, while the Blue-Faced Beast was quite despicable, his aesthetic sense was impeccable. This outfit was created when Mo Yuan was bored after the round-robin tournament, and he suddenly had the idea to find a clothing store, obtain the blueprints, and have this outfit custom-made.

Logically speaking, a completely new style and the complex techniques of Ukiyo-e should take a long time, but with the power of money, any problem that can be solved with money is no longer a problem.

Having received the blueprints from Mo Yuan, Dai Yueheng and the others carefully stored them into their soul tools. If nothing unexpected happens, a new style of clothing will probably emerge on the continent soon.

Thinking of this, Mo Yuan couldn't help but have a strange feeling. So, why would a large group of people from the Execution Bureau appear on Douluo Continent later?

Just imagining that scene makes Mo Yuan feel quite amused.

With the tournament coming to a complete end, the once bustling Star Luo City returned to its former glory in just half a day. The Sun Moon Team, as the runner-up, hurriedly left the Star Luo Empire after receiving a soul bone and millions of gold soul coins as a reward, preparing to return to the Sun Moon Empire as quickly as possible to inform the imperial high command of all the information about Mo Yuan.

The reward for Shrek Academy, the champion, should have been three soul bones. However, when selecting them from the treasure vault, Emperor Xu Jiawei of Star Luo temporarily gave Mo Yuan an eighth-level absolute soul guide shield on the grounds that "Mo Yuan's performance was too outstanding, and for the development of the three empires originally belonging to Douluo".

Mo Yuan did not refuse Xu Jiawei's overtures; why not take advantage of something offered for free?

Night falls, and the moon rises above the branches.

Mo Yuan sat quietly on the edge of the top floor of the Starlight Hotel, the bright moonlight shining on him as if draping him in a light veil.

Just as Mo Yuan was looking down at the brightly lit Xingluo City, a soft footstep suddenly sounded behind him.

"Brother Yuan."

Wearing a nightgown, Ning Tian gracefully sat down on the edge of the rooftop and then slowly leaned against Mo Yuan. Seeing this, Mo Yuan turned his gaze away from below and gently embraced Ning Tian's slender waist.

"Why aren't you asleep so late? We have to go back to the academy first thing tomorrow morning," Mo Yuan said softly.

"I can't sleep because I have something on my mind. Besides, Brother Yuan, you're not asleep either, are you?" Ning Tian snuggled his head into Mo Yuan's arms, adjusting to a more comfortable position.

"What's on your mind? What's on your mind? Tell me."

Ning Tian gazed at the bright moon in the sky, a conflicted look appearing in her pale blue eyes. After pondering for a while, she seemed to have made up her mind. She raised her head and looked at Mo Yuan, who was looking at her with a smile in his eyes, and slowly said.

"Brother Yuan, do you remember if you have any other relatives still alive? Like your grandfather or maternal grandfather or something?"

"Ok?"

Mo Yuan was stunned when he heard this. He thought Ning Tian was going to ask him something, but it turned out to be this question.

Logically speaking, in the past year or so, any well-known or influential forces on the mainland should have thoroughly investigated his situation long ago, and probably even found out about distant relatives he had never met.

As for his grandfather or maternal grandfather, there's no need to mention them. In Mo Yuan's own memory, both kind old men passed away before his martial soul awakened, and with the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School's resources, it's impossible that they couldn't find out.

Mo Yuan, who couldn't understand why Ning Tian brought this up, asked directly, "Why are you asking about this? You all know my situation. All my relatives have either lost contact or passed away."

"Well... okay, Brother Yuan, I have something to tell you. I hope you won't be angry after hearing it. These are all just my guesses, don't take them seriously."

Ning Tian thought for a moment and finally decided to reveal his guess about Ye Xuan's identity, but before he did, he still needed to wear the necessary armor.

After all, Ye Xuan was an evil soul master. For any normal soul master, the term "evil soul master" was something they would never even associate with, let alone have any connection with. Ning Tian then recounted his various speculations about Ye Xuan, each clue having a reasonable explanation, all connected logically and without any flaws except for substantial evidence.

Hearing Ning Tian's guess, Mo Yuan found it amusing, but also somewhat alarmed, because every reason Ning Tian gave, if you added the guess that "Ye Xuan is his elder," would make perfect sense.

It can be said that Ning Tian was very close to the truth, even just a little bit away, but unfortunately, novels are all about logic, while the real world is full of absurdities and can be described as a makeshift operation.

It's probably something that no one in the world would ever guess: the famous level 98 Super Douluo Evil Soul Master is actually a student at Shrek Academy, the mortal enemy of Evil Soul Masters.

After sharing all his guesses, Ning Tian quickly explained to Mo Yuan, who was frowning and deep in thought.
"Of course, these are all my guesses, Brother Yuan, and I didn't mean to say that you are an evil soul master. However, even if Ye Xuan really is your elder, Brother Yuan, I wouldn't care. The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School and even Grandpa Gu are the same."

"Even if this is true and everyone on the mainland knows about it, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School will always be your support, Brother Yuan."

If Ning Tian's words were to spread, it would be like the sky falling for ordinary low-level soul masters. After all, if the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, which is the wealthiest in the world, were to accept two evil soul masters, it would be like adding wings to a tiger, which would only bring harm to the continent.

If powerful Soul Masters found out, they would probably just chuckle and ask: Are there any more events like this? If so, count me in.

Are you kidding me?! Do you really think this is a bad thing? If this is true, then the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School would essentially have gained a peerless genius and a level 98 Super Douluo for free.

As for infamy? That's even more ridiculous.

They say good and evil cannot coexist, but the problem is, what exactly is an evil spirit master? They get to define what an evil spirit master is.

If they say you're a normal Soul Master, then you're a normal Soul Master; if they say you're an evil Soul Master, then you can only be an evil Soul Master.

Even a truly ordinary evil spirit master could wield his sword for three days and three nights and still not be able to slaughter an entire city.

With a single stroke of their brushes, these powerful and prestigious families have created countless wronged souls over thousands of years.

Knowing all this, Mo Yuan smiled quietly, then spoke in a low voice, feigning calmness.

"Sigh, as expected of the young lady of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, she is indeed clever."

"What? Brother Yuan, am I right? Ye Xuan really is your elder?" Ning Tian's eyes widened and his pupils suddenly contracted, his face full of disbelief.

Mo Yuan's expression changed again. He looked at Ning Tian, ​​who was completely bewildered, laughed, and then pinched the girl's cheek, saying with a smile.

"Just kidding. Didn't I already say that I have no relatives left in the world? After you told me your guess, I thought about it carefully and found that only this guess can better explain everything."

"But it's probably all just a coincidence. After all, Ye Xuan's martial soul is most likely that scepter, while my martial soul is the Golden Eye. They're completely unrelated."

"Phew...you scared me! I thought I guessed right." Ning Tian glared at Mo Yuan and scolded him playfully, then patted her chest lightly, looking quite frightened. She thought she was about to meet his parents.

Moreover, if what she said is true, then it means that the End Douluo Ye Xuan is definitely watching the two of them quietly nearby.

Being watched by a level 98 Super Douluo, especially one who is a top-tier evil soul master capable of defeating the Gluttonous Douluo Xuanzi single-handedly, is a pressure that is not easy to bear.

Just thinking about it is enough to send chills down your spine.

Seeing that Mo Yuan's expression and tone didn't seem like he was lying, Ning Tian completely believed that Mo Yuan truly didn't know Ye Xuan's identity.

However, she did not give up on the guess that Ye Xuan was Mo Yuan's elder. A woman's sixth sense always told her that there must be some unknown relationship between Ye Xuan and Mo Yuan.

After finishing talking about Ye Xuan, Ning Tian changed the subject to other matters.

“Brother Yuan, you are already a level 58 Soul King. You are only a little short of the graduation requirements for the Inner Academy. You will probably graduate from the academy in a year at most.”

Ning Tian stared intently into Mo Yuan's eyes and said, "Why don't you come back to the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect with me then, Brother Yuan? With the sect's support, I believe you will definitely become one of the top experts on the continent in the shortest amount of time."

"And by then, the position of sect leader will be yours, and all the treasures of the world will belong to you."

Upon hearing this, Mo Yuan's eyes flashed with a sharp light, then he lowered his gaze, revealing a thoughtful expression.

That makes sense. He's not far from reaching level 60, the graduation requirement for the inner academy. The only thing he's missing is the monitoring mission, but that's just a matter of time for him.

It's time to think about the future path. Should we rely on a pseudonym to join the Holy Spirit Cult, or be recruited by the Sun Moon Empire, the Body Sect, or other forces?
Seeing that Mo Yuan was deep in thought, Ning Tian did not disturb him further.

After much deliberation, Mo Yuan ultimately chose the original path, using his pseudonym and time difference to move between various factions, taking advantage of all the benefits, but he was unsure which faction he should join.

This was a last resort, after all, he wanted the whole world, and he had to do this before he could become the Black King and have the power to rule the world.

For example, if Mo Yuan joined Shrek Academy, the Sun Moon Empire would definitely have the idea of ​​destroying him if they couldn't have him, and would stop at nothing to try and kill him. Although there would be no danger to his life, they would still annoy him to death.

Conversely, the same applies if one joins the Sun and Moon Empire.

As long as he doesn't explicitly join either side, these major powers will have to obediently try to win him over.

"I haven't decided yet, I'll think about it later, but I will definitely go to the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School."

"Well... alright, as long as you're willing, Brother Yuan, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School will always keep its doors open for you."

Ning Tian reiterated her promise, and after saying this, she slowly wrapped her arms around Mo Yuan's neck.

A tempting blush spread across her face, and her moist red lips pressed close to her ear, her warm breath brushing against Mo Yuan's cheek, while a faint floral fragrance filled his nostrils.

"Brother Yuan, you seemed quite happy when you were signing Meng Hongchen's name on your chest? If you didn't get enough, I have some more here..."

Ning Tian's voice grew softer and softer until it was barely audible, but Mo Yuan, with his keen senses, still heard everything clearly. To this, all he could say was...

After playing for so long, it's time to relax...

(End of this chapter)