Douluo Dalu: Immortal Dragon Clan

Inside the Sea God Pavilion's library, Han Ruoruo said to Mo Yan with a tone of disappointment, "Mo Yan, are you just going to sit there and wait for Yan Shaozhe and Xuanzi to discard you after they've served their purpose?"

She had just learned from Zhang Lexuan that Xuanzi and Yan Shaozhe were planning to seize the position of Sea God Pavilion Master from Mo Yan.

She had heard before that Mo Yan was originally the candidate for the next Sea God Pavilion Master, but now Xuan Zi and Yan Shao Zhe wanted to take away what should have belonged to her, while Mo Yan was still sitting here reading comics and drinking tea, leisurely passing the time.

Seeing Han Ruoruo's provocative manner, Zhang Lexuan felt somewhat helpless.

Sure enough, everyone who joined Acheng's forces wanted Mo Yan to become more diligent, but that was just Mo Yan's personality. She was already used to it and even a little numb to it.

Mo Yan was too busy looking at the comic book in his hand to bother responding.

However, Dugu Luo, who was standing beside her, was quite perceptive and took the initiative to stand up to answer Han Ruoruo's question for Mo Yan: "Senior Ruoruo, Lady Mo Yan has her own pace, there is no need to force her to make a decision now."

“But…” Han Ruoruo wanted to argue, but Zhang Lexuan interrupted her.

"Alright, Ruoruo, Moyan does have his own considerations. Too much interference will only backfire and cause more unnecessary trouble," Zhang Lexuan said slowly, unable to bear it any longer.

"Le Xuan!" Seeing that Zhang Le Xuan was also speaking up for Mo Yan, Han Ruoruo could only cross her arms and sit down to the side, pouting. "Are you all just going to spoil her like this?"

“I know you’re anxious, but being too hasty will only harm everyone here,” Zhang Lexuan explained patiently.

Seeing that his new subordinate was so anxious for him, Mo Yan finally put down the comic and explained, "If Xuanzi and Yan Shaozhe want the position of Sea God Pavilion Master, then take it."

This is good; it will reduce my concerns and pressure when I take action against Shrek Academy in the future.

Zhang Lexuan abruptly stopped turning the pages of her book. She looked up at Mo Yan opposite her and teased with a smile, "So, Xuanzi and Yan Shaozhe actually helped you solve a problem?"

“That’s right!” Mo Yan yawned, his tone languid and powerless. “Waiting is sometimes so strange; you always manage to get some people to hand you the ‘knife’ on their own.”

She paused, then added, "Oh, by the way, Moon will most likely be looking for you tonight."

"Are you so sure?" Zhang Lexuan raised an eyebrow and asked doubtfully.

“Intuition. Unless that old guy really compromises and hands the academy over to those two ‘hidden dragons and phoenix chicks,’ then I have nothing more to say.” After saying that, Mo Yan closed the comic book in his hand and pushed it in front of Han Ruoruo. “Librarian, could you please put this away for me? Thank you.”

Then, she changed the subject and looked at Han Ruoruo: "Oh right~ Senior Ruoruo, although we are all family, I still prefer obedient subordinates. I hope you can understand and not overthink it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yan stood up and prepared to leave the library with Dugu Luo beside him.

It should be noted that this is the place with the most abundant information in the inner courtyard, and only senior scholars, or students and teachers who have made outstanding contributions to the academy are qualified to enter.

As the librarian here, Han Ruoruo has the privilege of allowing others to enter, and Mo Yan and Dugu Luo were able to enter because of this privilege.

Sometimes, people resent privilege simply because it is not used on them.

Watching Mo Yan leave with Dugu Luo, Han Ruoruo muttered weakly, "Having such a master, I really don't know if it's a blessing or a curse!"

Mo Yan's abilities are indeed beyond doubt, but her personality is far too carefree and unruly. She is lazy and gives up as soon as she encounters something slightly troublesome.

Han Ruoruo dared to say that this was the most willful person she had ever met in her life.

“Actually, it’s alright.” Zhang Lexuan closed her book and said to Han Ruoruo, “At least she treats us like human beings, like true companions.”

Unlike some people who live like beggars and consider other people's lives unimportant.

"Le Xuan..." Han Ruoruo looked at her best friend, who was smiling but whose eyes held a hint of sadness, and finally sighed helplessly, "I will help you then, but will that day really come?"

Given Mo Yan's lazy nature, it might take several years before he comes to his senses.

"No, it'll be soon!" Zhang Lexuan said confidently. "My dear sister, did you get some information?" Han Ruoruo immediately asked.

She knew that although Zhang Lexuan outwardly obeyed Mo Yan, she was actually on the same level as Mo Yan, so it was normal for her to have access to information that she didn't know.

"It's a secret!" Zhang Lexuan deliberately kept it a secret.

"I'm not in love anymore!" Han Ruoruo complained, feigning anger.

"Miss librarian, could you please put this book back for me?" Zhang Lexuan said with a smile as she handed the book over.

"You..." Han Ruoruo felt a tightness in her chest from anger, her heart filled with doubt—how did the gentle and refined Zhang Lexuan of the past become like this?
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Meanwhile, in the conference room of the Sea God Pavilion, all the elders except for Mu En and Elder Zhuang had arrived.

Long Xiaoyao, who was presiding over the meeting, sat quietly in the main seat, listening calmly to the rising and falling objections from the elders below.

"No, absolutely not! Why should we exchange a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul Master for a Dragon Core?"

"That's right! We absolutely cannot agree to such an absurd thing!"

"To hand over the Dragon Pill for a woman? This is tantamount to killing Elder Mu!"

"..."

Bei Bei, standing next to Long Xiaoyao, looked extremely unpleasant.

He never expected that the elders who had been so kind and gentle to him would now be so opposed to him—it was just a dragon pill, was Xiaoya's life and voice not worth it?

He clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white, his heart filled with grievance and resentment.

Long Xiaoyao noticed Bei Bei's infatuated yet stubborn appearance beside him, and felt both satisfied and a little heartbroken—as expected of Mu En's great-grandson and his own disciple, her infatuation and persistence were in no way inferior to theirs back then.

"Alright, I will discuss this matter with Mu En personally. You don't need to interfere here." Long Xiaoyao's voice carried a hint of authority. "I'm holding this meeting simply to make my stance clear: I support Yan Shaozhe becoming the Sea God Pavilion Master; also, I'd like to take this opportunity to inform everyone that Bei Bei is my disciple!"

As for whether he will listen to these elders? He is a Limit Douluo, and these people are not qualified to point fingers at him.

“Senior, but…” One of the elders wanted to persuade him further, but after meeting Long Xiaoyao’s cold and sharp gaze, he swallowed his words back—in the end, strength prevailed, and resistance was useless.

"Now that the opinions have been clearly stated, the meeting is adjourned for today!" Long Xiaoyao stood up and said to the elders present.

Then, he turned to look at Beibei beside him, his tone softening: "Beibei, come with me, I'll take you to see your ancestor. As for whether or not you want to exchange the Dragon Pill for your beloved woman, you can explain that to him yourself."

In fact, Long Xiaoyao had another consideration.

He wanted to test Beibei to see how deep her feelings for Xiaoya really were.

If Beibei really disregards Mu En's life and death and insists on saving Xiaoya, then he will fully support him; conversely, if Beibei chooses to abandon Xiaoya, then he has no need to value this disciple anymore.

Moreover, if Beibei really chooses the former, he can also send his best friend Moon away from this painful world.

Moon's current condition is already one foot in the grave. Rather than suffering in pain, it would be better to be free sooner.

Moon: ...

...(End of chapter)