Douluo Dalu: Immortal Dragon Clan

"Can you understand?" Old Chen looked intently at Sheng Yangyue in front of him and asked again.

Sheng Yangyue nodded. "I understand what you mean, Elder Chen."

"Good. I'm just doing a test today, so pretend I never said anything."

"it is good."

Sheng Yangyue cooperated fully, as if she were acting alongside the old man before her, her expression calm and submissive.

Old Chen took a deep breath, turned around and looked at the broken instrument, feeling a pang of regret.

But he knew he had to get rid of it as soon as possible, otherwise it would be a real hassle if it got discovered and people started investigating.

Despite his already high position in the academy, second only to the principal, there were still quite a few people who coveted his position.

If possible, Old Chen couldn't help but glance at Sheng Yangyue again. After a moment's thought, he dismissed the absurd idea. But just as he was about to step forward to handle the equipment…

Kong Deming had just returned; he followed the scents of Elder Chen and Sheng Yangyue to this place.

As soon as I entered, I saw Elder Chen dealing with a broken soul guide testing device, so I went up to him and asked curiously, "Elder Chen, how did this thing break? Should I go to the research institute to get another one?"

"Hmm?" Old Chen looked at Kong Deming with a puzzled expression and asked, "Why are you back so early?"

This question left Kong Deming speechless for a moment.

He couldn't help but glance at Sheng Yangyue, who was observing the soul tool on the side, before turning to Elder Chen.

Old Chen, with his keen eyes, naturally understood Kong Deming's meaning.

With Sheng Yangyue present, he couldn't give a proper answer.

Old Chen didn't bother to ask any further questions. He simply told Kong Deming to take Sheng Yangyue to the best dormitory, while he stayed behind to deal with the equipment. He also told Kong Deming to come to his office later.

Kong Deming immediately agreed and stepped forward to Sheng Yangyue, saying, "Yangyue, let me take you to the dormitory!"

"Okay, teacher."

"Let's go then!"

The two immediately left the testing room and headed towards the dormitory area.

Kong Deming walked ahead, with Sheng Yangyue close behind. This time, he didn't ponder how to rewrite the script; instead, his eyes were fixed on Kong Deming's entire body.

He couldn't help but ask, "Teacher, have you ever come into contact with a dark attribute Soul Master?"

In Sheng Yangyue's eyes, Kong Deming was currently surrounded by both evil and darkness, as if he had just been immersed in a place filled with such an aura.

Upon hearing this, Kong Deming, who was leading the way, suddenly stopped and turned around to look at Sheng Yangyue with a surprised expression.

He hadn't expected the little guy to have such keen senses; he had to admit, his dark attribute was truly unique.

"This is the teacher's business, so please don't ask."

In the end, Kong Deming still didn't want to talk to Sheng Yangyue any further.

Hearing this, Sheng Yangyue nodded: "Okay, teacher."

He wasn't the kind of person with a lot of curiosity, and he had already guessed that the only one who could possess such a dark and evil aura was probably the most powerful evil spirit master of this era—Old Ghost Zhongli.

Soon they arrived at the dormitory. Kong Deming opened an extremely luxurious room for Sheng Yangyue, gave her a few instructions, and then immediately turned and left, as if he had some urgent business to attend to.

However, this was indeed an urgent matter; the emperor making a deal with an evil spirit master was no small matter.

Sheng Yangyue glanced at Kong Deming's departing figure, then looked away and went into the dormitory.

When he saw that the dormitory was fully equipped and exceptionally clean, as if it had been newly built, he was quite surprised.

There's even a private bathroom here. If the freshmen of Shrek Academy saw this, they'd probably cry themselves to death in the toilet.

The atmosphere in the dean's office was so heavy it seemed like water could be squeezed out of it.

Kong Deming barged in without knocking and told Old Chen everything that had happened in the palace. After listening, Old Chen fell into a long silence.

He never expected Kong Deming to bring back such explosive news.

The emperor was secretly making deals with the most vicious evil spirit masters on the continent, a fact that even the court officials were unaware of.

If this matter is exposed... the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Deming, only you know about this, right?" Old Chen rubbed his temples, his voice revealing undisguised exhaustion, and looked up at Kong Deming.

“Yes, Elder Chen,” Kong Deming replied in a deep voice.

"I hope no one else knows about this. It must remain a secret. In a few days, I'll sound out the Emperor's opinion, or perhaps discuss it with Master Lin."

Old Chen became increasingly angry as he thought about it; this emperor was simply out of his mind.

Instead of planning for the great cause of unifying the continent, he spends all his time scheming to consolidate his imperial power through crooked means. He has truly put the cart before the horse!

"By the way, Elder Chen, what kind of martial soul is Yang Yue?" Kong Deming only remembered about Sheng Yang Yue at this moment and couldn't help but ask.

"You do not know?"

Seeing Chen Lao's puzzled expression, Kong Deming explained, "I only know that his martial soul has spatial attributes, but I didn't really ask what they are."

Upon hearing that Sheng Yangyue's martial soul possessed spatial attributes, Elder Chen was even more shocked, but when he thought about the name of that martial soul, he felt it was normal.

However, instead of answering Kong Deming directly, he asked in return, "Why are you asking so many questions?"

"I'm planning to build him a handy close-combat soul tool, which is why I'm asking you."

"You don't need to create dragon-type martial souls; I'll do it myself. Just tell me what kind of soul tool he likes to use!"

"what???"

"What do you mean, 'huh'?" Old Chen looked at Kong Deming standing in front of him with annoyance. "Am I more knowledgeable about soul tools, or do you know more about them? A near-level nine soul tool master, why aren't you going back to train harder and break through to level nine?"

night……

In a dark room, despite being a major power of soul tools, there should have been lights made of soul tools, but at this moment there was only a single candle flickering in the darkness, emitting a faint light.

Zhongli Laogui sat there cross-legged, without a mask on his face, but his back was slightly hunched.

He was holding a book in one hand and gnawing on a heart in the other, which looked like some kind of animal's.

"teacher!"

Suddenly, a clear and melodious voice rang out from behind Zhongli Laogui. The darkness completely enveloped the owner of the voice, making it impossible to see the person's appearance.

Zhongli Laogui stopped chewing and asked in a completely emotionless tone, "Is everything ready?"

"Yes, teacher."

"I hope you won't disappoint me, or you'll end up like those guys!"

"I see……"

"If you understand, go back and rest. Report to the college tomorrow!"

Upon hearing this, the owner of the voice nodded silently, got up, and left the room, leaving Zhongli Old Ghost sitting alone in the same spot.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhongli Laogui suddenly became agitated and tore the book in his hand to shreds in an instant.

He roared, "Wang Xinshi, I will make you pay! Damn Shrek Academy, you're all going to die!"

A terrifying killing intent, mixed with an aura of darkness, anger, and evil, swept through the entire room.

The aura was so powerful that it overflowed from the house, instantly withering the surrounding flowers and plants, leaving no trace of life.

...(End of chapter)