Douluo Jueshi: I can only explode the ring, all I can do is operate.

Chapter 238 One Dead, One Crippled, and Seven Severely Injured; No Drinking Until They're Drunk

"Phew—just luck, nothing but luck."

While it was said to be a stroke of luck, Ning Wuque had actually breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he had been firm enough and decisive enough; otherwise, he would probably be watching Ning Tian and Wu Feng lying on the ground by now.

He had heard it clearly just now: people died on this mission, and Zhang Lexuan's martial spirit was also close to being shattered.

It's likely that Long Xiaoyao spared them because of Beibei. Xie Huanyue will most likely die in some fatal crisis after Long Xiaoyao leaves. Otherwise, with Zhang Lexuan around, they wouldn't have died at all before Long Xiaoyao appeared.

Who is Long Xiaoyao?

"Feng Mei, that's a figure who was known as one of the two Holy Dragons of Light and Darkness a hundred years ago, along with Elder Mu. Now he has even reached the Limit Douluo realm, making him virtually invincible."

Ning Tian was also shaken after receiving the news. Fortunately, Ning Wuque managed to stop them from taking any risks, otherwise his great-grandfather would probably be seriously injured by now.

"Below the limit, all are ants." This was a phrase she heard from Mu En describing the strength of a Limit Douluo. Although it wasn't absolute, it could definitely summarize most situations.

"Ultimate Douluo!"

Upon hearing those four words, Wu Feng felt a chill run down his spine. He remembered how he had been dissatisfied with Ning Wuque's decision back then; if it weren't for him…

Thinking of this, Wu Feng reached out and grabbed Ning Wuque's hand. It was only because Gu Long was still here that she didn't blurt out those wild words. No, she had to do something to calm her nerves!

"Yes, I never expected him to have reached the Limit Douluo level. But I'm more curious about why he ended up with an evil soul master. Could it be..."

As if realizing something, Gu Long's face showed a hint of understanding, but Wu Feng and Ning Tian no longer had time to ask questions. Their panic and relief left them no time to care about anything else. They only wanted to stay by Ning Wuque's side and calm their emotions.

Seeing this, Gu Long didn't disturb the three of them. He shook his head, turned around, and disappeared, continuing to read his book and drink his tea in the spatial realm.

Soon, only the three people who had been sitting closer and closer remained in the room.

Half an hour later, the sound of water came from the bathroom.

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Two days later, when Bei Bei and her group were brought back to the academy, Ning Wuque put aside his cultivation and rushed over with Ning Tian and Wu Feng as soon as he learned of their return.

When they arrived, not only the elders and teachers of the inner courtyard, but also the students who remained in the academy came out and silently watched the corpse covered with a white sheet being carried behind them by Xu Sanshi and He Caitou.

Zhang Lexuan limped along the side, and after everyone returned, she followed an elder with a dejected expression to receive emergency treatment. A shattered martial soul is no small matter.

Fortunately, it was only close to being broken, so repairing it wasn't particularly difficult.

The group set off amidst laughter and joy, but upon their return, one was dead, one was crippled, and seven were seriously injured.

At the front of the group, Bei Bei, whose arms were wrapped in bandages, stopped when she saw Ning Wuque and then walked up to him in a few quick steps.

"me……"

He cried, pressing his eyes to Ning Wuque's shoulder and sobbing uncontrollably.

Ning Wuque made no move in response, simply accepting Bei Bei's hug, and then silently sighed:

"Ah~"

But the sadness was fleeting. After crying for a moment, Beibei bravely let go of the hug, leaving only these words before turning away:

"Seven o'clock tonight, Shrek City, Glass Winery, it's on me."

"Okay, let's drink until we drop." Ning Wuque nodded and agreed to Bei Bei's small request, intending to talk to her and have a drink with her.

He guessed something from the other person's expression and actions; perhaps Xie Huanyue's death was related to him.

Watching Bei Bei's lonely figure depart, Ning Tian and Wu Feng approached and silently looked at Ning Wuque.

Death is always accompanied by sorrow. At this moment, even Wu Feng was devoid of any other emotions. After all, Xie Huan Yue had been his classmate for several years. The saddest people at the scene were actually his old classmates...

"Phew~ Maybe I should have gone back then. Maybe I could have saved him. I remember Ning Tian, ​​you seemed to be planning to bring him into the sect, right?"

With his head down and hands in his pockets, Ning Wuque watched the crowd gradually disappear into the distance. If he had been there, he could have saved everyone, but alas... that's just hindsight, there aren't that many "what ifs" in the world.

If he goes, what if Wu Feng has a mental breakdown and comes along? Ning Wuque does have some kindness, but he always prioritizes the people around him.

"Xie Huanyue had already agreed to join the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School after graduation, but unfortunately..."

"This guy is pretty loyal. Oh well, I'll bring him lots of snacks when I go to his funeral. I hope he can leave this world in peace."

"I'm not going back tonight. I'm going to have a couple of drinks with Beibei and the others."

Ning Tian and Wu Feng had no objections to Ning Wuque's words.

.........

Even at night, Shrek City remained brightly lit, its bustling and vibrant scene making the crowds drowning their sorrows in alcohol seem out of place.

Inside the private room of Liuli Winery, Bei Bei and Xu Sanshi, both injured, were completely drunk. Besides them, only Ning Wuque was there to keep Bei Bei company while she drank to drown her sorrows, and Jiang Nannan, who was supporting Xu Sanshi without letting go, her feelings unknown.

She didn't drink alcohol, but ordered a glass of juice and took a couple of sips with her snacks. Her eyes kept glancing at Xu Sanshi with a complex light in them.

“If I had been stronger back then! If I had been a Soul Saint instead of a Soul Emperor, Xie Huanyue wouldn’t have…taken my place…”

“This is not your fault, Beibei. There are too many accidents in the world. It’s not that you’re not strong enough, but that you met the wrong person at the right time.”

Ning Wuque kept comforting Beibei.

After several rounds of drinks, he still managed to learn the whole story from the other person's drunken ramblings.

After being spared by Long Xiaoyao, a striped tiger with thousands of years of cultivation emerged. At that time, the only one in the entire team who still had the strength to fight was Beibei, who had been deliberately taken care of by Long Xiaoyao.

The others either fainted or were left with only instinct and a sliver of consciousness.

However, Beibei was too badly injured, and her soul power was almost gone. Under normal circumstances, this tiger beast, which was less than ten thousand years old, would not last more than a few rounds before being defeated.

However, even a tiger can be bullied when it is down on its luck. Despite her best efforts, Bei Bei was ultimately defeated by the soul beast. At the last moment, Xie Huan Yue shielded Bei Bei from a fatal blow and used her own body to completely restrain the heavily injured tiger beast.

And so, they were completely safe, with Xie Huanyue being the only one who died.

"Beibei, you've done very well..."

Bang~

Already injured and without using any soul power to counteract the alcohol, Bei Bei collapsed onto the table.

(End of this chapter)