Douluo: Wuhun Bone Dragon, I am the Undead Scourge

Chapter 125 How can a person be so courageous?

Gu Feng patted the back of her hand and gave her a forced, relaxed smile: "Don't forget Uncle Chen is here, what could possibly happen?"

Before he finished speaking, he flicked a silver-blue signal flare from his fingertip.

A faint light pierced the twilight, exploding into dazzling starlight in the air.

In just a few breaths.

Chen Hao, dressed in white, fluttered like a crane as he landed slowly.

After several years, the once gentle young man had shed his scholarly air, and his aura was now filled with the oppressive presence unique to a powerful figure: "Xiao Feng, is there some trouble?"

Indeed, several years have passed. Chen Hao, the original white-robed Soul Saint, has been promoted and advanced in rank because of his merit in protecting his master. After consuming a spiritual herb that is second only to immortal herbs, he has become a glorious Soul Douluo and is stationed in Tian Dou City - Qibao Street.

Nominally, he was in charge, but in reality, he was Gu Feng's protector.

Dugu Yan looked at the two figures standing side by side, bit her lower lip, and finally let go: "You two must be careful, I will be back soon."

After saying that, she turned and headed straight for the Dugu residence, praying in her heart that her grandfather would be home at the moment.

……

Education Commission Office.

Meng Shenji's knuckles turned white as he slammed his fist heavily on the sandalwood table: "Bishop Salas, anyone with eyes can see that it was Huyan Li who spoke rudely first. How can you distort the truth?"

Salas leaned back on the sofa, toying with the jade ring, his cold laughter echoing in the empty room: "All the students present can testify that it was Dugu Yan who made the first move."

"As for the so-called insult you mentioned, can a private grumble be considered an insult? It wasn't said to their face."

"That's sophistry, that's just twisting the facts!"

Meng Shenji was so angry that he trembled all over.

"Each each other."

Salas suddenly leaned forward, a dangerous glint in his eyes: "I haven't even mentioned that you've been secretly recruiting Soul Masters from the four major academies. Could it be that the Heaven Dou Empire intends to incite conflict across the continent?"

It should be noted that, apart from Elephant Armor Academy, the other three academies of the Four Elements Academy are able to stand independently on the continent, outside of the various forces.

This is simply because they possess great strength and do not belong to any faction, thus maintaining neutrality.

Furthermore, they possess powerful Soul Master abilities, so both empires are extremely wary of the other trying to win them over.

Meng Shenji dared not take the blame for starting a war: "You're talking nonsense! I only held a Soul Master Exchange Conference. Don't make false accusations and spout such rubbish!"

"Do you think the Star Luo Empire will believe what you're saying?"

Salas slowly adjusted the six-winged emblem on his cuff, drawing out the last syllable of his voice.

This is a sensitive time. If he really wants to seize on Meng Shenji's weakness, the neighboring Xingluo Empire will be alarmed and cause a commotion.

You can't get rid of the label of war criminal even if you want to.

Meng Shenji froze on the spot, cold sweat seeping from his back. He didn't know if the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy would be in trouble if he was accused of "starting a war," but he would definitely be doomed and despised by millions.

Salas casually added, "Fine, let Dugu Yan detoxify Huyan Li, and we'll drop the matter."

Just as Meng Shenji breathed a sigh of relief, Hu Yanzhen, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up.

The Elephant Armor Sect Master's cloudy eyes turned bloodshot as he gritted his teeth: "I can let it go, but that girl must take one of my palms!"

Upon hearing this, Salas's eyes widened, as if to say: No, buddy, did you just ignore what I told you?

How can a person be so audacious?
Who gave you the courage?
You really dare to ask?

Meng Shenji angrily flung his sleeves and sternly refused: "You're dreaming! You, a dignified Soul Douluo, dare to lay a hand on a junior? Don't you have any shame?" In the past, Hu Yanzhen would not have dared to say such a thing, but with Salas's support, he was no longer afraid of being burned. He said with righteous indignation: "My grandson Ali's injury cannot be suffered in vain."

Hu Yanzhen took half a step forward, and the blue bricks on the ground instantly cracked: "Moreover, I don't need to use soul power, only one-tenth of my strength. Is that too much to ask?"

"Shameless old scoundrel, don't push your luck! Believe me or not, I'll report this to His Majesty the Poison Douluo right now!"

Meng Shenji had been in the world of Soul Masters for sixty years and considered himself to be quite knowledgeable, but he never expected that there would be such a shameless person in the world.

It was clearly his own grandson who insulted others first, and not only was he beaten, but he also had the nerve to bully the younger person and demand that they take a slap from him.

They're the worst of the worst!

It was only then that Salas finally realized what was happening and was about to reprimand Hu Yanzhen.

But it was too late. Hu Yanzhen blurted out, "Go ahead, do you think I'm afraid of you? I'm not afraid to tell you, His Majesty Chrysanthemum Douluo is already on his way."

Salas's face darkened instantly, and he cursed inwardly, "Idiot, what an idiot!"
Subduing the Elephant Armor Sect for the Spirit Hall was definitely the most regrettable decision he ever made in his life.

But now that the die is cast, there's no going back; we can only grit our teeth and go for it.

Salas could only pray in his heart that Chrysanthemum Douluo would arrive soon, otherwise the two of them would be in for a lot of trouble!
A sneer suddenly came from outside the door: "Is Chrysanthemum Douluo so strong? Does a titled Douluo make you so arrogant?"

"presumptuous!"

Salas slammed his fist on the table and roared, "Where did this brat come from?"

The words suddenly stopped.

Because the carved wooden door had been pushed open, two figures stepped into the room from the shadows—the young man in the lead raised an eyebrow, while the white-clad man behind him stood with his hands behind his back.

The visitors were Gu Feng and his protector Chen Hao.

Hu Yanzhen narrowed his cloudy eyes, sizing up the young man before him: "Meng Shenji, is this the kind of disciple your academy produces? Disrespectful to elders, and doesn't even understand the most basic rules!"

Behind Gu Feng, Chen Hao, dressed in white as snow, showed no mercy to him. His soul rings swirled around him, and the pressure of the eight soul rings collided violently with the oppressive atmosphere in the room: "You old bastard, it is not your place to tell us how our young master should act."

Contra!
While Salas was surprised, he suddenly remembered the respectful title "Young Master" used in the conversation.

In an instant, Salas's expression changed slightly. With a wary mind, he tentatively asked, "Which sect do you belong to?"

"Seven Treasures Glazed Sect!"

Chen Hao proudly puffed out his chest and blurted it out without any attempt to hide his feelings.

In an instant, the entire office fell silent.

Salas's hand holding the jade thumb ring trembled slightly, and he subconsciously swallowed.

He never expected that the unknown young man in front of him was actually the young master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!

Just then, Huyan Zhen let out a cold laugh: "So what if you're from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School? We're not afraid of your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!"

In his view, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School only had two Title Douluos, one of whom had to guard the house, so only one could be dispatched at other times.

With Salas's support and Judouro's imminent arrival, Huyan Zhen didn't think the other side could do anything to him.

Upon hearing this, Salas was greatly alarmed.

Holy crap, you're not scared, but I am!

If you're going to do something stupid, don't drag me into it!
As one of Bibi Dong's few direct disciples, Salas knew some secret information. It was said that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's current strength was not as it appeared on the surface...

(End of this chapter)