Douluo Dalu: Immortal Dragon Clan

When Long Xiaoyao led Beibei out of the room, he seemed to sense something, but he didn't make any extra moves. He simply pulled Beibei to a corridor before stopping.

"You two come out!" Long Xiaoyao released Bei Bei's hand, turned around, and fixed his gaze on the shadows in the corridor.

Two figures then emerged from there; they were Yan Shaozhe and Xuanzi.

Upon seeing these two people, Long Xiaoyao immediately felt a headache coming on—these two people coming to him on their own initiative could not possibly be anything good!
"Mr. Long!"

Xuanzi and Yan Shaozhe spoke respectfully in unison, but their gazes fell on Beibei simultaneously, their meaning clear: they had come to inquire about exchanging the Dragon Pill for that useless Tang Sect Master.

"Mu En hasn't thought it through yet, but you don't need to worry about this. I'll handle it myself." Long Xiaoyao spoke slowly, his tone resolute and unyielding. He didn't want these two to push their luck.

"Elder Long, you must think this through carefully before you act! You can't make an impulsive decision just because of your disciple's willfulness. Please consider it carefully." Yan Shaozhe hurriedly advised, secretly hoping that his grandfather could be more rational—his teacher Mu En had already been upset by him and Xuanzi, and if he suffered such a blow, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Upon hearing this, Long Xiaoyao almost burst out laughing.

He never expected that his descendant would now be teaching him "rationality." But back then, when it came to becoming the master of the Sea God Pavilion, why didn't the other party ever think about "rational consideration"?

“Xiao Yan, I am your grandfather, which is why I help you in every way. But don’t push your luck, or I won’t mind teaching you a lesson. You don’t need to worry about the Dragon Pill for me; I have my own arrangements.”

Two Super Douluo, what right do they have to point fingers at him, a Limit Douluo? Long Xiaoyao thought to himself that he had probably been too lenient with them a few days ago, which led them to have inappropriate thoughts.

Looking back now, I realize how foolish I was to be "threatened" by them like that; it's embarrassing to even think about it.

Seeing that Long Xiaoyao was about to leave with Beibei, Xuanzi hurriedly stepped forward and called out to him, "Elder Long, wait a moment! I have something else I'd like to ask you for help with."

As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful aura enveloped Xuanzi. Long Xiaoyao's eyes were sharp as knives as he stared intently at Xuanzi.

He helped Yan Shaozhe because the other party was his descendant, and he owed the family too much over the years, so he was willing to compromise; but what about Xuanzi? This guy doesn't even look in the mirror, why should he get help?
He still remembers the old grudge between Xuanzi's teacher, Zhao Xin, and himself.

During my exchange student days, we were promised "fairness and impartiality," but I ended up living in the most dilapidated dorm and eating the most ordinary food; while the students from Sun Moon Royal Academy lived in the newest dorms and received nutritious meals specially delivered by Shrek Academy every day.

His time as an exchange student was pure torture for him.

At that time, he vowed that once he grew up, he would definitely kill Zhao Xin.

Unfortunately, before he could take revenge, Zhao Xin died in that beast tide.

So, where did Xuanzi get the audacity to ask him for help? He's utterly ignorant of his own limitations!

Xuanzi was overwhelmed by the terrifying pressure emanating from Long Xiaoyao, and could even clearly feel the faint killing intent. A strong premonition rose in his heart—this Elder Long in front of him really had the urge to kill him!
He hurriedly gave Yan Shaozhe a pleading look, signaling the other to help him out of this predicament.

Yan Shaozhe immediately understood and stepped forward, saying, "Elder Long."

"Shut up!" Long Xiaoyao shouted coldly, not giving Yan Shaozhe a chance to interrupt.

He wanted to see how long Xuanzi could hold out. If Yan Shaozhe came out to mediate, how would he "settle accounts"?
"Xuanzi, what do you want me to do for you?"

Despite the overwhelming pressure that threatened to crush him, Xuanzi suppressed his fear, steadied himself, and slowly spoke, "Elder Long, you'll probably bring the Dragon Pill back, right? Why don't you give it to me then? I'm currently just one step away from becoming a Limit Douluo." His Martial Soul, the Taotie Divine Ox, already possessed a trace of Taotie bloodline, and according to legend, the Taotie also contained dragon blood.

If he could have a Dragon Pill to activate this potential, his Martial Soul might very well undergo a reversion to its ancestral form: not only could he achieve Martial Soul evolution, but he could also use this to step into the realm of Limit Douluo.

At this moment, Long Xiaoyao looked at Xuanzi with a strange expression. He had thought Xuanzi was just a "brute" with only fighting instincts, but he never expected him to have such a scheme.

Since he couldn't get the Dragon Pill from his Uncle Mu En, he thought of indirectly taking it from himself.

"Why should I help you?" Long Xiaoyao had already considered that if he got the Dragon Pill from Mu En, he would prefer to leave it for Bei Bei beside him rather than Xuan Zi in front of him.

“I can better assist Shao Zhe,” Xuan Zi hurriedly said. “Xiao Yan’s strength is still relatively weak, and Elder Long, you should know that one person alone, can you really withstand the pressure from that family?”

Hearing this, Yan Shaozhe looked at Xuanzi in shock—when did Elder Xuan become so clever? Is this still the straightforward Elder Xuan he knows? Could he have been replaced?
Long Xiaoyao was also surprised that Xuanzi would say such a thing. He was also filled with doubt, just like Yan Shaozhe: Is the eloquent person in front of him really Xuanzi? Given Xuanzi's straightforward nature, he shouldn't be able to say such a logical and clear thing.

"Heh~" Long Xiaoyao stroked his beard, a meaningful smile appearing on his face. "I'm itching for a fight right now. How about Taotie Douluo sparring with me for a few moves?"

"Huh?" Xuanzi was stunned, completely unexpected that Long Xiaoyao would suddenly make such a request.

"What do you mean, 'ah'?" Long Xiaoyao's eyes darkened. "If you can survive my attack, I'll give you the Dragon Pill; if you can't, you can only blame yourself for being less skilled, and you can't blame anyone else!"

Xuanzi watched Long Xiaoyao turn around and gesture for him to follow, then fell silent.

He couldn't help but look at Yan Shaozhe beside him, his voice tinged with uncertainty: "Shaozhe, I have a feeling your grandfather wants to beat me to death!"

"Elder Xuan, you're overthinking it!" Yan Shaozhe felt this was a rare opportunity and hurriedly urged.

"Grandfather probably wants to test your strength. Hurry up and keep up! If you can use this to step into the Limit Douluo realm, then in the future, with both Grandfather and a strong person like you by my side, we will be more confident in dealing with the Mo Yan family!"

In Zhang Lexuan's dormitory, just as she was preparing to replace sleep with meditation, her mental energy suddenly sensed someone coming to the door.

She got out of bed, put on her coat, walked to the door and opened it. When she saw that it was Old Zhuang, she immediately remembered what Mo Yan had told her before—Mu En might be looking for her.

Old Zhuang's sudden visit at this moment is probably at Mu En's request, to call her over.

As expected, the first thing Elder Zhuang said was, "Le Xuan, Elder Mu is looking for you."

"Is there something you need from Elder Mu?" Zhang Lexuan asked, feigning confusion.

Old Master Zhuang didn't go into details, but urged, "Le Xuan, this is a very important matter. You'll understand once you come with me."

Seeing that Elder Zhuang was unwilling to say more, Zhang Lexuan stopped asking questions and silently followed Elder Zhuang's steps, heading towards the Sea God Pavilion.

...(End of chapter)