Douluo Continent: I, the world's greatest immortal master, have taken Ning Rongrong as my disci

Chapter 436 An Arrow Piercing the Clouds, the Goddess's Disciple Arrives to Meet
"Whoo~"

"Xuanzi, the current head of the Sea God Pavilion, pays respects to the patriarch!"

"Yan Shaozhe, steward of the Sea God Pavilion, pays respects to the Immortal Ancestor!"

"..."

"So, our curator is really... Master Su, Patriarch Su!"

"My God! The one who taught me how to learn and cultivate all this time was none other than Master Su!"

"No wonder I could defeat a Soul Master of over level 40 with my Soul Power of less than level 30. It turns out that the Ancestor personally taught me!"

"This is truly a case of 'searching high and low without finding it, only to have it come to us effortlessly.' Little did we know, the immortal master was right beside us!"

"Ah~ Grandpa Immortal Master, you kept this from us so well~"

Given that Master Tao comes from Peach Blossom Spring, and considering that he was very calm when facing the fairy sister disguised as Master Su, and now he has tacitly admitted his identity, and that the Nine-Headed Bat King even called himself a slave beast and was extremely respectful, Xuanzi and Yan Shaozhe could not help but believe it. It was basically a matter of 80-90% certainty, and there was no way to refute it.

Xuanzi and Yan Shaozhe knelt down and kowtowed, acknowledging Su Ran's identity.

The three students, Tang Ya, Huo Yuhao, and Jiang Nannan, immediately erupted in a commotion.

Two seniors from Shrek Academy have already knelt down and kowtowed. What else can they question? Doesn't that mean their judgment is stronger than that of a Limit Douluo?

So the three apprentices from the library knelt down beside Su Ran and tearfully pleaded with her, their faces showing both shock and excitement.

Their headmaster is actually the founder? That founder with an astonishingly beautiful face?
What is their generation?
Even if he wasn't an ancestor, he must have been a minor ancestor or a young ancestor, right?

The rest of the Shrek Academy Soul Masters, including Zhou Yi, Instructor Mu Jin, and students such as Ning Tian, ​​Zhu Lu, and Chen Feng, all knelt down and bowed to Su Ran, respectfully addressing him as their ancestor.

Even the Soul Masters of the Holy Spirit Cult, led by Feng Ling, bowed to Su Ran in respect.

Thus, the old capital, where a bloody battle had broken out, reached a tacit understanding between the two sides after one person's identity was exposed: a truce and respect for their ancestors!

Only Ma Xiaotao, Xiao Xiao, and Tang Wutong remained dumbfounded, their faces filled with disbelief, unwilling to believe that this ordinary-looking young librarian was the legendary Master Su.

My mind was in complete chaos, with only one voice echoing incessantly:
He's Master Su? Then who is my teacher? Who is my incomparably handsome, world-renowned teacher who lives in the peach blossom forest?

Answer me?!

In fact, it wasn't just Ma Xiaotao and Tang Wutong who had this question; Xuanzi, Yan Shaozhe, and Feng Ling also had the same question.

Rumor has it that Master Su's looks are unparalleled in the world, so why does the Master Su in front of us seem so ordinary?
Xuanzi, who possessed the highest cultivation level, learned the truth at this moment. With the results in mind, he searched for clues and tentatively peered at Su Ran's face.

His old eyes fell on that plain face, gazing into the illusion, deep and unfathomable, as if piercing through nebulae to see the illusory mists, like a unique aura and face hidden behind them.

Upon seeing this, Xuanzi dared not read any further. He was almost certain of the answer. He lowered his head and kowtowed deeply.
"Please forgive us, Immortal Master. The Sea God Pavilion is so foolish as to leave you alone in the outer courtyard and fail to recognize your true appearance. I, Xiao Xuan, am guilty!"

Xuanzi's words revealed the truth behind why Su Ran's appearance did not match the rumors, which gave Yan Shaozhe and Feng Ling a slight understanding.

Tang Wutong, Ma Xiaotao, and Xiao Xiao exchanged glances, their eyes seemingly saying:
"What does Elder Xuan mean by this? What is your true appearance?"

"Could it be that what we're seeing now isn't the librarian's real appearance?" "Master Su is too wicked! He actually uses such an inconspicuous face to deceive us, instead of using his truly beautiful one! Honestly, misleading us?!"

"Bad Ancestor, you deserve punishment! You're punished to remove your disguise and let us see your true form, so that we can prove you're not a fake Immortal Master!"

Seeing the crowd's astonishment and arguing, Su Ran simply smiled faintly and said:
"Alright, get up, everyone. I've already said that I haven't been involved in anything for many years, so you don't need to be so reserved."

"However, now that I am here, I can offer you a suggestion. Since your Holy Spirit Church advocates purification and cleansing, while the Academy advocates orderly engagement with the world."

"Then why not have the academy's soul masters escort these corrupt officials back to their respective empires, supervise the handover of power, and then have the Holy Spirit Church execute them? In this way, the major empires can have some time to prepare their administrators, and the Holy Spirit Church's goal of purifying the world can be achieved."

These words might not work if spoken by others, but Su Ran's words can indeed get both sides to compromise.

Just as Xuanzi and Fengling were pondering and preparing to nod,

But only one sound was heard:
huh~
咻咻 咻 ~
A sharp, crimson-gold whistle ripped through the silence—a cloud-piercing bullet shot out from the ancient capital, its tail flames like the tongue of a fire dragon licking the sky, leaving a winding burn trail.

The arrow instantly disintegrated, transforming into countless streams of light that scattered in all directions. At its center was an incandescent core of light, from which layers of light spread outwards like peacock feathers, dazzlingly brilliant.

Xiao Xiao's eyes widened: "Wow? There are fireworks?!"

"what are you doing?"

"Is that a signal flare? Bat King, what are you trying to do?"

Indeed, the one who released this cloud-piercing arrow was none other than the Nine-Headed Crimson Bat King.

The sudden arrow piercing the clouds made Xuanzi and Yan Shaozhe tense, worried that the Bat King might be up to no good.

Seeing that everyone's expressions suddenly became very tense, even Master Su frowned.

The Nine-Headed Crimson Bat King quickly cupped his hands in explanation:
"Don't panic, everyone. This arrow is not a malicious signal and will not harm you in any way."

"I have been ordered by my master to protect the old capital. At the same time, my master has given me an even more important mission: to find my mentor, Su Ran."

"Master said that Immortal Master Su saved the God Realm back then, venturing alone into the spacetime tremor and quelling the crisis in the God Realm. But Immortal Master Su himself... oh~ was seriously injured, his cultivation greatly reduced, and he fell into an unknown place on the Douluo Continent. We have been searching for Immortal Master Su for thousands of years."

As he spoke, the Nine-Headed Crimson Bat King even covered his mouth and sobbed, seemingly moved by Su Ran's righteousness:
"Therefore, now that it is confirmed that Immortal Master Su is safe and sound, this slave beast must immediately report to Master to put Master's mind at ease!"

Upon hearing this, a cloud of dread ran through Su Ran's mind:
These girls are really good at making things up... What have they managed to fool about this Crimson Bat King?
Elder Xuan and Yan Shaozhe's hands trembled slightly:

"Who is your master?"

The Crimson Bat King proudly declared:
"They are none other than Master Su's prized students, our Lord Zhu Zhuqing, the True God of the Nine Netherworlds, our Sub-Lord Ning Rongrong, the Great Goddess of Demon Suppression, and Ye Lingling, the Goddess of Life and Death..."

"A single arrow pierces the clouds, and my lord has come to meet me!"

Upon hearing this, even the usually composed Immortal Master Su Ran began to feel uneasy.
Is it too late for me to leave now?

(End of this chapter)