Douluo Dalu: Immortal Dragon Clan

A voice came from behind the two women. The person who came was none other than Xuanzi, the Supreme Elder of the Great Holy Spirit Sect!

Xuanzi, holding a half-eaten chicken leg in one hand and a wine pot in the other, staggered over and asked casually. He knew in his heart that he and Mo Yan had never gotten along, and the incident that happened two years ago was like a boulder pressing on his heart.

He was filled with guilt and ashamed to face Zhang Lexuan, so he could only drown his sorrows in alcohol every day.

Zhang Lexuan gritted her teeth inwardly. If she had known Xuanzi was like this, she would have taught him a lesson with the Red Moon Magic!
Mo Yan instinctively stepped aside to avoid it, but still maintained his politeness, saying, "Old man Xuan, if you want to know the specific reason, go ask those people in front!"

As she spoke, she pointed ahead to Old Zhuang, who was holding the distraught Bei Bei, and Mu En, who had closed his eyes because he couldn't bear to look at her.

Upon hearing this, Xuanzi, still munching on a chicken leg, curiously strolled over.

Watching Xuanzi's departing figure, Mo Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She really didn't want to stay with Xuanzi any longer, always feeling that this person was unlucky and afraid of getting tainted by bad luck.

Zhang Lexuan stared intently at Xuanzi's back, a hint of murderous intent flashing in her eyes. The scene from that day lingered in her mind, and Xuanzi's words, "You hold the line first," still felt like a thorn stuck in her heart.

Mo Yan noticed that Zhang Lexuan was in a bad mood and quickly reached out to hold her down. She knew all too well that Zhang Lexuan was prone to losing control of her emotions and had to be calmed down in time, otherwise it would be troublesome if Mu En and the others noticed.

But on second thought, even if they were discovered, the Shrek members might still side with them, after all, Shrek is such a "warm" group.

Feeling comforted by Mo Yan, Zhang Lexuan turned her head, smiled, and nodded: "Thank you."

"No need." Mo Yan silently withdrew her hand and continued to watch with great interest. She was filled with curiosity and eager to know what would happen next.

To be honest, it wasn't that she didn't want to compete for the destiny, but Shrek Academy was full of talented people. One Supreme Elder was already troublesome, and now there was another devoted and warm-hearted man, Bei Bei, oh no, there was also the "Pie in the Sky Douluo" Yan Shaozhe.

Xuanzi, biting into a chicken leg, walked over with a curious expression and asked, "Old Mu, what happened? Why does Beibei look half-dead?"

Looking at Bei Bei lying half-dead in Zhuang Lao's arms, everyone was full of doubts. He was just outside excitedly pulling Tang San in, how did he end up like this in the blink of an eye?
Mu En ignored Xuan Zi and simply gestured for him to push the wheelchair towards Mo Yan. Xuan Zi was somewhat displeased but didn't dare to make a scene. He casually tossed aside the chicken leg in his hand and pushed Mu En over.

The two women looked at each other in silence.

They wondered to themselves: "They just left, why are they back again?"

Mu En knew that Mo Yan disliked Xuan Zi very much, and Le Xuan also harbored resentment towards Xuan Zi, but he still hoped that the three of them could put aside their past grievances.

At this moment, he was no longer optimistic about Beibei's condition. He feared that after what happened today, the child would inevitably develop psychological problems.

"Mo Yan, could you tell me more about the child who went in just now?" Mu En asked, trying to find a topic to talk about with Mo Yan, while also eager to know why the child possessed the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline, which intrigued him greatly.

Upon hearing this, Mo Yan looked at the tightly closed wooden door and fell into deep thought.

She was pondering how to answer. She was certain that this person was Tang San, but whether it was an identical clone or something else, she couldn't be sure for the moment.

It seems I need to carefully consider my answer this time. Everyone present, except for Bei Bei, turned their curious gazes to Mo Yan; they were equally eager to know the answer.

“His name is Tang San. You actually used your ancestor’s name.” Mo Yan blinked, his tone teasing. “The world is full of wonders. Although his martial soul is Blue Silver Grass, it contains the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline that has not yet been awakened. Maybe you will have to call him your ancestor in the future.”

"Absurd!" Xuanzi's expression changed drastically, and he shouted angrily.

Mu En remained calm, while Xuan Zi behind him was furious, his face turning red. In Xuan Zi's heart, Tang San was an extremely revered ancestor, and this naturally evil girl in front of him was as "restless" as ever.

Seeing Xuanzi's angry expression, Mo Yan smiled slyly, his eyes full of mischief.

"He also has a second martial soul, the Clear Sky Hammer. Old Man Mu, isn't that a coincidence?" Mo Yan stared intently at Mu En, trying to catch a hint of surprise on the other's face.

The moment these words were spoken, the room fell into a deathly silence. Xuanzi opened his mouth, wanting to refute, but swallowed the words back, his expression conflicted.

The thought that the boy who had stopped him earlier might actually possess these two martial souls filled Xuanzi with a sense of foreboding, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

But he comforted himself: Tang San's ancestor had already ascended to heaven, and the boy in front of him was just a child. How could he be compared to his ancestor?
Moon first showed a look of shock, then a flash of surprise in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure and said in a deep voice, "This is truly beyond my expectations."

Seeing this, Mo Yan withdrew his gaze and thought to himself: It seems that Mu En knows a lot of inside information.

“Tang San’s ancestor must be at the Biyou Academy,” Mu En remarked, then followed up with, “Mo Yan, does he know any of the Tang Clan’s special techniques?”

At this moment, Elder Zhuang came over carrying Beibei and answered for Mo Yan: "Elder Mu, Tang San said that his family members were once disciples of the Tang Sect, but left the sect for some reason. His parents hope that he can achieve extraordinary things like Tang San's ancestor."

Just now, after listening to Tang San's self-introduction, I originally thought he only possessed the Blue Silver Grass martial soul with the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline. I didn't expect him to also possess the Clear Sky Hammer. Could it really be an ancestral manifestation?
"I see." Mu En narrowed his eyes slightly, deep in thought. All of this was too coincidental. Could this be the method left by Tang San's ancestor to break the deadlock?

He couldn't help but recall the golden leaf that had fallen on his leg that night, and his doubts deepened.

With a loud bang, the door was kicked open.

Tang San stumbled out, his steps unsteady and his face pale, as if all his strength had been drained. Thinking of Tang Ya, he felt lingering fear, thinking that woman was truly terrifying. Looking down at his martial soul changing from Blue Silver Emperor back to Blue Silver Grass, he was filled with fear and helplessness. What exactly was that terrifying devouring power?

Beibei, who had been lying limply in Zhuang Lao's arms, seemed to be injected with a power the moment Tang San pushed the door open and entered, and her soul instantly returned to its place.

He suddenly broke free from Zhuang Lao's embrace, staggered but rushed into the house, and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Xiao Ya!"

Seeing this, Moon shook his head helplessly. Beibei's infatuation was hopeless.

(End of this chapter)