Douluo Dalu: Immortal Dragon Clan

Yan Shaozhe was facing a headache at the moment—Dai Hao and Dai Huabin came to his door, demanding an explanation.

He never imagined that the matter would reach the ears of the White Tiger Duke.

The academy was trying its best to suppress the news, but it still leaked to Duke White Tiger. Who was behind this?
He had a vague feeling that an invisible hand was controlling everything, but he couldn't find any clues.

Dai Hao stood in front of Yan Shaozhe, staring intently at the dean of the Martial Soul Department, and questioned, "Dean Yan Shaozhe, if I didn't know about this, was the academy planning to keep it from me forever?"

"Duke White Tiger, there must be some misunderstanding here," Yan Shaozhe tried to ease the tension.

"Misunderstanding?" Dai Hao didn't want to waste any more words with the person in front of him, so he asked directly, "Hasn't Tang San arrived yet?"

Seeing this, Yan Shaozhe knew in his heart that if he didn't give an explanation today, this Duke of White Tiger would probably stay here and not leave.

This is a crucial time for me to be elected as the Sea God Pavilion Master. If this matter causes public opinion and has a negative impact on the academy, it will cause considerable trouble.

As for expelling Tang San and Dai Huabin, that would be an extremely unwise move.

He had originally planned to focus on cultivating Tang San—this child not only possessed the same martial soul as his ancestor, but also had a talent that was rare even in a century. Yan Shaozhe vaguely felt that Tang San was the future of Shrek Academy.

Moreover, Tang San was an orphan with no complicated background or entanglements; as for the Tang Sect, in his view, it was already defunct and dispensable.

"I understand." Yan Shaozhe finally gave in. "Director Du has already brought the person over." Fortunately, Tang San happened to be back at the academy today, otherwise they really wouldn't be able to find him right now.

Seeing this, Dai Hao stopped arguing and sat down.

But the moment he sat down, a faint dark power quietly invaded his body. No one present noticed it, not even Yan Shaozhe, who possessed the Martial Soul of the Light Phoenix and was extremely sensitive to dark power.

Inside the Sea God Pavilion on the other side, Long Xiaoyao walked out of the pavilion holding the Dragon Pill.

Beibei was already waiting anxiously at the door, his heart filled with torment—if he waited another day, Xiaoya would have to endure even more inhuman torture.

He couldn't help but clench his fists, his nails digging deep into his palms, blood flowing involuntarily from between his fingers. Anyone could see his anxiety and worry at that moment.

Upon seeing Long Xiaoyao emerge, Beibei rushed forward, her voice trembling as she asked, "Teacher, did you get the Dragon Pill?"

Looking at his devoted disciple, Long Xiaoyao felt a mixture of satisfaction and tenderness—this child was just like himself in his youth, a person who valued loyalty and righteousness!
"Look!" He handed the Dragon Pill to Beibei. Upon seeing it, Beibei became excited and said eagerly, "Master, let's go quickly! Let's go save Xiaoya!"

"Beibei, do you know where they are?" Long Xiaoyao asked calmly.

Upon hearing this, Beibei suddenly realized that she didn't know the other person's location.

He immediately took out the soul tool he had received earlier—this soul tool was extremely special. It seemed to sense the aura of the Dragon Pill, and suddenly a hoarse voice rang out: "You got the Dragon Pill, right? Now bring the Dragon Pill to the location I specify. It's best not to bring anyone with you, otherwise... hehehehe."

"How is Xiaoya?!" Beibei asked anxiously, but all he got in response was a repeating recording.

He grew increasingly anxious, looked up at Long Xiaoyao, his eyes filled with pleading.

"Let's go!"

Long Xiaoyao said no more and immediately decided to set off.

He had already deduced that this incident was the work of an evil spirit master—the strange laughter that the other party let out at the end had already exposed his identity.

It seems that my departure from Shrek Academy over the years has emboldened those monsters and demons, who even dare to covet the dragon core left behind by Moon.

Meanwhile, in Yan Shaozhe's dean's office, Du Weilun had already led Tang San in. Tang San, following behind Du Weilun, was still full of confusion and doubt, but when he saw Dai Huabin standing in the office, and a middle-aged man beside him who looked seven-tenths like Dai Huabin, his heart sank, as if he had guessed something, and his face instantly darkened.

He muttered to himself: Why am I so unlucky lately? A few days ago, he went to the Tang Clan, hoping to find some things he had unintentionally left behind. He even went into that secret room to see if the Rain of Pear Blossoms Needles were still there, but he only found an empty box and a pile of broken copper and scrap iron.

At that moment, he realized that those guys from the Tang Clan were all spendthrifts!

All the treasures he left behind back then have been squandered by them.

If they could have helped the Tang Clan develop with these things, he wouldn't be so angry; but what's most infuriating is that not only did they fail to protect their family business, they also directly ruined the Tang Clan, which is enough to make him furious!

These heirs of the Tang Sect are all useless, utterly useless! I only managed to cultivate my Blue Silver Grass martial soul into the Blue Silver Emperor, why can't they do the same? What else are they but useless trash?
Tang Clan Leaders in Succession: ...

Tang San quickly composed himself and respectfully asked Yan Shaozhe, "Dean Yan, what brings you here?"

Yan Shaozhe gestured for Tang San to sit down, then looked at Dai Hao, his eyes clearly indicating: the person has been brought to you.

Standing next to Dai Hao, Dai Huabin lowered his head even further. He had no idea what his father was going to do, and his heart was filled with panic and helplessness.

Dai Hao's gaze slowly fell on Tang San. After looking him up and down for a few moments, he asked, "Tang San, you should have already guessed that I am Dai Huabin's father, right?"

“Of course I understand, senior.” Tang San nodded, but chose to speak first, trying to take the initiative, “Senior, regarding that matter, I was actually a victim as well, I was framed, I hope you can…”

"Stop!" Dai Hao interrupted Tang San directly.

Although Tang San was displeased, he could only keep quiet for the time being and think to himself: I want to see what Dai Mubai's descendant is up to.

Dai Hao took out a recording soul tool and clicked play—as for the origin of this soul tool, it was just a gift from someone who liked to watch the excitement.

When the video footage appeared before everyone's eyes, everyone present was instantly stunned.

Even the well-informed Yan Shaozhe couldn't help but frown, his stomach churning, and he almost vomited—the content of the video was truly appalling.

Although Du Weiren had heard about it before, this was the first time he had seen it in person. He turned pale and almost vomited up his breakfast.

At this moment, Tang San's expression was extremely grim.

He never imagined that this White Tiger Duke also had a soul guidance video, and he secretly thought to himself: This person has a way to get himself killed!

"You seem quite at ease in the video, not like you're being persecuted." Dai Hao, with his back to the screen, watched the video, which drew everyone's attention except for him, the one playing it. His gaze remained fixed on Tang San as he asked coldly, "Now, what else do you have to say in your defense?"

Tang San's mind was in complete chaos, and he didn't know how to respond.

But what Dai Hao said next made everyone in the room lose their composure.

"Good that you have nothing to say!" Dai Hao nodded in satisfaction, then said, "Tang San, I'm giving you a choice now—marry into the White Tiger Duke's family, and I'll let bygones be bygones!"

Tang San:?
Yan Shaozhe: ?
Du Weiren: ?

Dai Huabin: Huh?!

...(End of chapter)