Douluo Continent: The creation of Jixia Academy made Bibi Dong drool with envy.

Chapter 128 Tang Ya's Dilemma, Bei Bei's Decision

"Warning! High-energy martial spirit reaction detected!"

"Martial Soul Type: Top-tier Beast Martial Soul".

"Preliminary assessment... Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex!"

Not only that, Huo Yuhao also keenly noticed that the black-haired girl next to the blue-haired youth, who looked somewhat worried, also seemed to carry a trace of plant-based aura.

However, within that aura was also mixed a kind of... extremely cold, eerie... sense of death and decay.

Who exactly are these two people?
Just as Huo Yuhao was filled with doubt and uncertainty.

Suddenly, he heard the blue-haired youth's gentle words of comfort to the black-haired girl.

"Xiaoya, don't worry, there will definitely be a way to restore your martial spirit."

"Let's sign up for this Soul Fighting Tournament first. If we can get a good ranking and enough prize money, we'll have money to buy those precious herbs that restore souls."

"Um... thank you, Beibei."

The girl named Xiaoya said gratefully.

Xiaoya? Beibei?
Martial spirit damaged?

Upon hearing these keywords, Huo Yuhao's heart skipped a beat.

A name, long buried deep in his memory yet crystal clear, instantly surfaced in his mind—

Tang Sect!

Tang Sect!

When these two names, full of legend and glory, yet long buried by the dust of time, surfaced in Huo Yuhao's mind.

His heart, which had been taut with tension at returning to this familiar place, began to pound uncontrollably.

The Tang Clan—it was a legend filled with heroes and miracles that his mother had whispered in his ear on countless cold nights to encourage him.

Legend has it that ten thousand years ago, Tang San, the founder of the Tang Sect and the leader of the first generation of Shrek Seven Devils, roamed the continent with his superb hidden weapon skills and profound martial arts techniques, and eventually became a god.

My mother once said that the Tang Clan represents not only great power, but also a chivalrous spirit of not fearing the powerful and protecting the weak.

Unfortunately, times have changed, and the world has transformed.

With the rise of soul tools, the Tang Sect's hidden weapons, which once terrified countless soul masters, have long lost their former glory and gradually declined.

The Tang Clan of today is no longer as prosperous as it was ten thousand years ago, and may even have lost its lineage.

But now...

He actually heard it here, on the main street of Xingluo City, with his own ears: "Xiaoya" and "Beibei," two young people whose names were so similar to those of the legendary last successor of the Tang Clan.

I also heard about their tireless efforts for the "martial spirit of the teacher".

All these clues, when pieced together, instantly stirred an indescribable impulse within Huo Yuhao.

"Kid, what do you want to do?" Tianmeng Ice Silkworm sensed his emotional fluctuations and quickly issued a warning in his mind.

Huo Yuhao did not answer Tianmeng's question.

He remembered his mother's eyes, filled with both resentment and longing, before she passed away.

I was reminded of the Jixia Academy's philosophy of "education for all, benefiting all under heaven."

He also recalled what Senior Shangguan Wan'er had said to him before—

"Your future lies in the stars and the sea, not in the quagmire of grudges and feuds within this small space."

Yes, one's future should not be limited to seeking revenge against the White Tiger Duke's mansion.

Perhaps... I can do more.

Perhaps... I can use what I learned at Jixia Academy to help those who, like myself, are oppressed by fate but still refuse to give in.

For example…these two people in front of me are descendants of the Tang Clan, struggling to protect that lost glory.

"Senior Sister Wan'er." Huo Yuhao took a deep breath, turned to look at Shangguan Wan'er beside him, his eyes filled with unprecedented determination.

"I want to... help them."

Shangguan Wan'er was slightly taken aback when she saw the sudden gleam in Huo Yuhao's eyes, and then revealed a knowing smile.

She knew that the little guy's heart was quietly undergoing a transformation.

"Go."

She said gently.

"Do what your heart desires, and have a clear conscience. This is one of the 'Dao' principles of Jixia Academy."

Encouraged by his senior, Huo Yuhao no longer hesitated.

He straightened his rather ordinary clothes, and with firm steps, walked slowly toward the young couple who were worrying about money, together with Shangguan Wan'er.

……

"Oh, Beibei, what should we do? We've already asked all the best pharmacies in town. The cheapest 'Tranquilizing Grass' that can nourish the soul costs at least three hundred gold soul coins. We...we simply can't afford it."

Tang Ya looked at the few lonely silver soul coins in her hand, her pretty face filled with sorrow and helplessness.

"Xiaoya, don't be discouraged."

Beibei mustered her spirits and gently comforted him. "At worst... we can try our luck in the Soul Beast Forest outside the city, hunt a few more soul beasts, and we'll be able to scrape together enough money."

Although he spoke lightly, his heart was filled with bitterness.

He knew that with their current strength, it would be extremely difficult for them to gather three hundred gold soul coins in a short period of time.

Just when the two were at their wits' end.

A clear, yet slightly nervous, voice of a young boy rang out behind them.

"Excuse me... are you two from... the Tang Clan?"

Beibei and Tangya froze instantly!
They turned around abruptly, looking warily at the thin, plainly dressed but unusually bright-eyed boy who had suddenly appeared before them, and the ethereal, fairy-like girl in green beside him.

"Who are you people?!" Bei Bei instinctively shielded Tang Ya behind him, his soul power secretly circulating, his handsome face filled with vigilance.

The name of the Tang Clan is now a secret.

Very few people know about it.

How did these two strangers know all this?!

"Please don't misunderstand, we mean no harm."

Seeing the other party's reaction, which was like that of a frightened bird, Huo Yuhao quickly waved his hand and explained.

He recounted the story of the Tang Clan legend that he had heard from his mother in a simple and sincere manner.

Shangguan Wan'er also stepped forward at the opportune moment and smiled:
"Gentlemen, we are from Jixia Academy and are observers from the Holy Grace Empire."

I overheard your conversation just now and learned that you are both troubled by your master's injuries. Perhaps... my Jixia Academy can offer you some small assistance.

Jixia Academy?!
Both Beibei and Tang Ya were startled upon hearing this.

They had naturally heard of this name.

Its power and mystery have long been known throughout the entire continent.

But why would they help themselves?

Tang Ya looked at Shangguan Wan'er, her heart still filled with vigilance, but deep in her eyes, a faint hope ignited.

She bit her lip and tentatively asked:

"Can you... really help me?"

My martial spirit, due to some accident, suffered severe damage to its origin, and is almost... withered away..."

By the end, her voice was trembling with sobs.

Damaged martial spirit essence?

Upon hearing this, Huo Yuhao's heart stirred.

He thought of the mysterious mentor, Elex, from the Jixia Academy, and his necromancy that could directly point to the very essence of the soul.

His desire to help the other person grew stronger.

"Our Jixia Academy embraces all rivers and streams, and has countless talented and extraordinary people."

Looking at Tang Ya's desperate yet hopeful eyes, Shangguan Wan'er revealed a gentle yet confident smile.

"To ordinary Soul Masters, damage to the origin of their Martial Soul might be a terminal illness. But in Jixia, it's not necessarily... hopeless."

As she spoke, her slender hand, holding the ink brush, made a light stroke in the air.

A character for "life" brimming with vitality and healing aura suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

The character "生" transformed into a soft green light and silently merged into Tang Ya's body.

In an instant!
Tang Ya felt an incomparably warm, life-filled, strange energy instantly spread throughout her body!
Her body, which had always appeared somewhat cold and weak due to the withering of her martial spirit, actually... felt an unprecedented sense of comfort and vitality at this moment!

She could even clearly feel that her Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, which had long been dormant and was constantly exuding an aura of death and decay, actually... trembled slightly under the nourishment of this green light, and showed a trace of... extremely weak, yet real... vitality!
"This...how is this possible?!"

Tang Ya and Bei Bei were completely stunned and horrified by what they saw!
What... what an incredible method!
Just by casually writing a single character, he was able to... revive a withered martial spirit?!
This is completely beyond their understanding of the power of Soul Masters!

"Now, do you two still believe that Jixia Academy has the ability to help your master?"

Shangguan Wan'er asked with a smile, her voice still gentle, yet carrying an undeniable confidence.

Bei Bei and Tang Ya looked at the fairy-like, incredibly powerful girl in front of them, and then at the sincere-looking young man Huo Yuhao beside them.

They knew that this might truly be... their only chance, a gift from heaven, to save their teacher and the Tang Clan!

"I...we..."

Beibei was torn between her inner turmoil and her own conscience.

Just then, Huo Yuhao spoke again, his voice not loud, but incredibly sincere.

"Gentlemen, I know you may still have doubts."

“However, I guarantee on behalf of the students of Jixia Academy that we… have absolutely no malicious intent.”

"If you two are willing to trust us just this once, perhaps... things will be alright."

His words were like the last straw, completely breaking down Beibei's defenses.

Looking at the rekindled flame of hope in Tang Ya's eyes, he took a deep breath and finally... made a decision.

(End of this chapter)