Douluo Dalu: Immortal Dragon Clan

Poseidon Tower.
While basking in the sun, Mo Yan noticed someone approaching. He slowly opened his eyes and saw Mu En coming over in a wheelchair.

She asked curiously, "Shouldn't you be sunbathing over at the freshmen dorms today? Why are you here?"

Today is the day for new student registration. This old guy always likes to stay alone under the new student dormitory and feel the vibrant atmosphere of the new students.

But why did he have time to come and "slack off" with her, this "slacker"?

Upon hearing this question, Mu En, who had come to Mo Yan's side, remained silent for a long time before slowly speaking: "If I continue to stay there, I might die of anger first."

Upon hearing this, Mo Yan instantly understood the reason, but still pretended not to understand and asked, "What happened now?"

Mu En looked at Mo Yan's puzzled yet curious expression with his cloudy eyes and fell silent once again.

Seeing Mu En suddenly fall silent, Mo Yan and Dugu Luo exchanged a glance and did not press the matter further.

If Mu En didn't say anything, they were too lazy to ask.

Beside Poseidon Lake, a gentle breeze caresses the face, bringing a refreshing sense of comfort. Perhaps it is this unique environment that makes this place the most favored training ground for the inner court students.

Since Mo Yan entered the Inner Academy, she has defeated all the other students one by one with her superior strength. Apart from Zhang Lexuan, who can fight her to a draw, no one else can rival her.

Over time, a special area for Mo Yan was designated next to Poseidon Lake, and the inner court teachers tacitly approved of this.

After all, everyone knows that if anyone dares to cause trouble for Mo Yan, the Title Douluo behind her will never sit idly by.

After an unknown amount of time, Mu En finally couldn't contain his frustration and said in a hoarse voice, "Tell me, what on earth is wrong with my great-grandson? There are so many outstanding girls, yet he falls for a girl with the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul."

"Moreover, she knows she is burdened with a blood feud, yet she spends her days indulging in pleasure and drifting through life in a daze, which is truly incomprehensible to this old man!"

Mu En was filled with regret for his decision to send Bei Bei to the Tang Clan. He couldn't help but wonder if none of this would have happened if he hadn't sent Bei Bei.

That girl, Le Xuan, wouldn't have such a strong opinion about Xuan Zi.
Upon hearing this question, Mo Yan was taken aback at first, then looked at Mu En with a smile: "You know exactly what you were thinking back then, don't you?"

When Mu En sent Bei Bei over there, was it because he valued the Tang Clan?
Haha, that's impossible. It's obvious they're just after the Tang Clan's secret techniques.

Mu En didn't care that Mo Yan had exposed him, he just sighed and said, "Alas, I have failed miserably in the end."

He had heard about what happened during the new student registration. He never expected that those talented young men and women, who hadn't caused Mo Yan any trouble, would end up stumbling at the Tang Sect.

Tang Ya had already arranged for Tang San to get in through connections, but in order to show off that the Tang Clan could recruit talented disciples and recruit new people, she actually used that kind of method openly.

If the Tang Clan continues to prosper, naturally no one will say anything.

Can be biased.
When he learned of this, he really wanted to slap Tang Ya to death.

But the thought of his great-grandson being so infatuated with him, even to the point of seeming to want to be his enemy, completely broke the old man's mentality.

That's why he didn't want to stay in the freshmen dormitory sunbathing any longer; he was afraid of seeing his great-grandson and feeling ashamed, so he came back here.

"Mo Yan, would you like to hear the story of my life?"

"I'm too lazy to listen."

Without a second thought, Mo Yan refused outright. The thought of him being a sycophant to his brother and being played by a woman made her utterly uninterested. "..." Hearing Mo Yan's blunt refusal, Mu En paused for half a second, still unwilling to give up, and asked, "Then what about Sheng Yangyue's story?"

"Then tell me about it." Mo Yan immediately became interested.

Moon:.
Inside the dean's office of the Martial Soul Department at Shrek Academy, the air felt heavy and oppressive, as if frozen in time.

Yan Shaozhe suppressed the surging anger in his heart and led Bei Bei and the other two into the office.

At this moment, the anger in his chest was like a volcano about to erupt, and every pore exuded a suppressed rage.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do with you?" Yan Shaozhe stared intently at the three people in front of him.

In his view, the only person he could still communicate with was Tang Ya, but she was reckless and outspoken. Her words "That's great" were like adding fuel to the fire, making him want to immediately unleash his Martial Soul True Form and teach this reckless girl a lesson.

As the leader of the Tang Clan, Tang Ya handled affairs without any method, forgetting the hatred of the sect's annihilation and only caring about doing whatever she wanted.

Yan Shaozhe couldn't understand what his teacher's great-grandson saw in her. In his eyes, Tang Ya was impulsive and unfit to be the head of the Tang Clan.

"Dean Yan, I don't think we've done anything wrong!" Tang Ya met Yan Shaozhe's sharp gaze. Emboldened by the courage of Tang San and Bei Bei beside her, she fearlessly retorted, "They're the ones who are wrong! The Tang Clan cannot be humiliated! The Tang Clan will avenge any wrong done to us!"

Snapped--

Yan Shaozhe didn't even bother to listen to the explanation and slapped him across the face.

Tang Ya was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground.

"Xiaoya!" Beibei was extremely anxious and rushed forward to support her steadily.

Tang San frowned. Although he felt that Tang Ya's behavior as the leader of the Tang Clan was somewhat inappropriate, he agreed with her previous remarks.

He stepped forward and said loudly, "Dean Yan, what happened during the freshmen registration should be taken responsibility for by the person who did it. Please don't make things difficult for Sister Xiaoya!"

"You little bastard!" Tang Ya looked at Tang San, who stood up for her, and her eyes instantly welled up with tears of emotion.

Sure enough, only a mistress in this world would care about the Tang Clan like she does.

At that moment, she was so moved that she forgot about Beibei, who was standing beside her with a face full of concern.

Looking at Tang Ya's moved expression, Bei Bei felt as if her heart had been squeezed tightly, a surge of bitterness and pain welling up inside her, and she silently cried out in her heart, "Xiao Ya, look at me."

Why? I was the one who arrived first, and I was the one who showed you concern first!

I care about Xiaoya just as much, but ever since Tang San appeared and joined the Tang Sect, Xiaoya's concern for me has decreased day by day.

When she goes out to play, the first person she thinks of isn't herself, but Tang San!

Why exactly?
Bei Bei's gaze toward Tang San grew increasingly hostile, and a strong impulse surged within her, wishing she could immediately summon the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul and tear Tang San, who was standing up for Xiao Ya, to shreds!
If Tang San disappears from this world, will Xiao Ya only have eyes for herself?

This crazy idea was like a seed planted in Beibei's heart, and it's unknown when it will sprout.
(End of this chapter)