Douluo Continent: From Internal Martial Arts to the Law of Heaven and Earth

The three most luxurious carriages were positioned in the very center of the procession. One carriage had a giant, winding, emerald-green snake on it, another had the swan emblem representing the Heavenly Dou royal family, and the last carriage, equally luxurious, had no markings whatsoever.

Tang Shan sat in the carriage directly under the Heavenly Dou royal family, with Gu Yue beside him. As for Xue Qinghe, as the core of this Heavenly Dou team, he was still coordinating the carriage arrangements for the various academies, and had not yet finished dealing with them.

"Boss!" A voice called from outside the car door. Tang Shan opened the door and saw Xie Fei standing there with a big smile on his face. However, Tang Shan noticed that the other man was covered in bruises and looked quite disheveled.

"Fatty, did someone beat you up?" Tang Shan asked in surprise.

Upon hearing this, Xie Fei's smile froze, and then he instantly turned into a mournful figure: "Boss, you have to avenge me!"

Tangshan: "Tell me what happened?"

Xie Fei: "There's a Soul Saint who, relying on his superior strength, bullies me, this weak fat guy, and beats me up every day. Boss, you can fight a Soul Saint, you have to get revenge for me."

Tang Shan asked calmly, "Who hit you?"

Xie Fei blinked his small eyes: "I can't say. If I do, that guy will beat me up again. Boss, why don't you come with me now and deal with him? I really can't take his beatings anymore."

Seeing Xie Fei's evasive and suspicious expression, Tang Shan had a sudden thought and blurted out, "That Soul Saint isn't your father, is he?"

Chapter 229 Friends - Gu Yue's Change, The Meeting of the Three Limits

Upon hearing this, Gu Yue, who had been uninterested, couldn't help but turn her head away. Tang Shan's words were simply too outrageous—he had been beaten by a Soul Saint and came to ask Tang Shan for help to get revenge. Logically speaking, the person who beat Xie Fei could not possibly be his father. After all, it was absurd for a son to bring people back to pick a fight with his father.

However, upon hearing Tang Shan's question, Xie Fei's previously awkward and ingratiating expression froze, and he stammered for a long time without uttering a single word.

Tang Shan's lips twitched slightly, and after a long while, he finally spoke: "Why did your father hit you?"

Xie Fei's face fell completely after his little scheme was exposed. Helpless, he could only tell the whole story with a bitter expression.

This matter is somewhat related to Tangshan—on the day Tangshan fought against Zhao Wuji, a Soul Saint, Xie Fei was watching the battle up close from the front row of the stands. Earl Xie Tu originally wanted him to watch and learn more, so that he could gain some insights from the competition between top Soul Saints.

But Xie Fei watched from beginning to end, only focusing on clapping enthusiastically along with everyone else. As for the so-called combat techniques and the intricacies of soul power circulation, he didn't see anything at all.

Upon learning this, Earl Xie Tu was extremely disappointed and immediately decided to give his son a period of grueling training. This training continued until the team was about to set off for Wuhun City. The bruises and welts on Xie Fei's body were the "results" of this training.

As the saying goes, it is impolite not to reciprocate. Having been beaten for no reason, how could Xie Fei let it go? Recalling Tang Shan's terrifying combat power that allowed him to defeat a Soul Saint, a bold idea suddenly popped into his mind: to persuade his eldest brother to "teach" his father a lesson, so that he could both get revenge and regain his pride.

Unfortunately, the plan, which was perfect in its initial stages, was completely ruined right from the start.

"Fatty, come here."

Tang Shan waved to Xie Fei.

Xie Fei's eyes lit up instantly, as if he had seen a savior. He quickly stepped forward, looking anxious: "Boss, are you going to help me get revenge!"

Tang Shan ignored the fat man's loud chatter, reached out and checked him over. After confirming that it was just some superficial injuries, he withdrew his hand and ignored him again.

He was naturally not worried that Xie Tu would hurt his own son, but he was afraid that the son might not have controlled his strength well during special training. However, it was clear that Xie Tu's family's Pipi Elephant Martial Soul cultivation method had its own unique features. All injuries were limited to the surface of the body. With the physique modified by Xie Feijing Martial Soul, plus the healing ability that the Martial Soul brought, these injuries would heal in three days at most.

"Fatty, your old man is doing this for your own good. Taking more beatings will help your defensive abilities grow."

Tang Shan patted Xie Fei on the shoulder and earnestly advised him.

Xie Fei had a mournful face, his features all scrunched up.

"If you really can't stand it, go to His Majesty Dugu's carriage. Ye Lingling is with Yanyan right now," Tang Shan reminded him.

Upon hearing Ye Lingling's name, Xie Fei's eyes immediately lit up. He leaned close to Tang Shan and whispered mysteriously, "Boss, what's going on with Brother Yu?"

Thinking of Yu Tianheng, who had returned to normal in the past few days, Tang Shan casually replied, "Maybe he wanted to give Ye Lingling a surprise. I don't know the specifics, but his family's problems should have been resolved."

At this point, Tang Shan couldn't help but glance at the "Silver Dragon King" beside him, who was resting his chin on his hand and staring blankly. He felt a little curious. What exactly did the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan rely on to resist the huge temptation of bloodline leap? Judging from Yu Tianheng's appearance, he should have given up on his idea of ​​taking Gu Yue.

"Alright then, I'll go see her for treatment first."

Xie Fei walked away grimacing. Just now, in order to get Tang Shan to help him take revenge, he had stubbornly endured the pain and hadn't sought out a healing-type soul master. Now that his plan had fallen through, he naturally wouldn't wander around with his injuries.

Watching Xie Fei trot off towards the carriage where Dugu Bo and his grandson were, Tang Shan leaned back in his carriage seat, looking somewhat bored.

"Tangshan, what are your impressions of Yu Tianheng?"

Gu Yue picked up a small teacup from the table, carefully examining it by rubbing the rim with her fingertips, and asked Tang Shan in a calm tone.

Tang Shan felt a jolt of surprise, a strange sense of unease creeping over him. Why was Gu Yue suddenly asking this? Was she dissatisfied with the Yu Tianheng family's schemes against her bloodline and planning to take action to destroy the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan ahead of time? But the Silver Dragon King in the original story didn't seem to be this bloodthirsty.

Despite having many guesses in his mind, Tang Shan seriously considered Gu Yue's question and gave his answer after a moment: "He's a pretty good classmate."

This answer clearly surprised Gu Yue. She looked up at Tang Shan, a hint of curiosity in her eyes: "Aren't we friends?"

Tang Shan unconsciously tapped his arm with his fingertips, pondered for a moment, and then slowly shook his head: "My standards for friends may be a bit high. We've gotten along fairly well these past few days, but he's never offered me any help, so he can't be considered a friend."

Gu Yue blinked, a hint of confusion in her clear eyes: "Does only offering help make someone a friend? Isn't that a bit too mercenary?"

Tang Shan looked at Gu Yue, who had been in the human world for some time now, yet still retained a touch of innocent naiveté. He couldn't help but ask curiously, "So, what do you think are the criteria for judging a friend?"

Gu Yue tilted her head, thought seriously for a while, and gave her answer softly: "If we're comfortable together and can talk to each other, then we can be considered friends."

Tang Shan nodded, his tone candid: "You feel comfortable because they provide you with emotional value, and it's the same for me. They either provide emotional value or offer practical help; both are objective realities and prerequisites for becoming friends."

He straightened up, looking at the convoy of the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy in the distance. His tone was calm yet tinged with extreme rationality: "On a spiritual level, he is focused on his cultivation and has little emotional interaction with me; on a combat level, he can't keep up with me and isn't even qualified to be my opponent. How can we call him a friend?"

Gu Yue held his teacup, lowered his eyes, and pondered the deeper meaning of those words.

“Actually, the so-called pleasant relationship is essentially about providing emotional value to each other. It’s just that most people get along based on instinct and don’t delve into it.” Tang Shan looked at her and his tone softened a bit. “Of course, you don’t have to be so serious about your daily interactions. It’s only when you ask questions like this that we need to look at things objectively.”

Gu Yue remained silent for a long time before suddenly raising her head. Her clear eyes stared straight at Tang Shan with an exceptionally serious expression: "Tang Shan, are we friends?"

Tangshan: "Why doesn't it count? Haven't we always gotten along very comfortably?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Yue instantly broke into a smile. The smile wasn't dazzling, but it was clean and pure, radiating genuine joy. She looked at Tang Shan with bright eyes and said, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Tang Shan."

That smile was pure and untouched by worldly dust, yet incredibly infectious.

Tang Shan clearly sensed that a strange change was quietly taking place in Gu Yue.

This feeling is very mysterious. Gu Yue in the past was innocent and naive, like a blank sheet of paper, or an elf who came out from the depths of the Starry Sky Forest. She always exuded a sense of alienation, as if she was just a passerby in the human world. Even though she was simple-minded, it had no effect. She was always separated from this world by a layer, and sooner or later she would return to the country that belonged to her.

But at this moment, that invisible barrier seemed to have quietly disappeared from her eyes, and there was a touch of human vitality and warmth in them, a genuine humanity. She was no longer a cold-eyed bystander, but someone who truly wanted to integrate into this world.

……

Splash!

The carriage door was opened, and Xue Qinghe boarded the carriage, his brows furrowed with undisguised exhaustion.

Upon seeing this, Tang Shan quickly asked with concern, "Your Highness, how are you?"

Xue Qinghe forced a helpless smile and sighed, "Everything is ready, let's set off. I really didn't expect that taking so many people on a long trip would involve so many trivial matters."

Tang Shan couldn't help but reveal a cruel truth: "If Your Highness becomes His Majesty in the future, you will have even more to do than you do now."

Xue Qinghe's expression froze. He turned to look at Tang Shan, who was gloating. He gritted his teeth, but then his brows relaxed and he smiled, saying, "It's alright. I'll just ask you to help me with state affairs when the time comes."

Tang Shan's eyelids twitched, and he quickly shook his head to refuse: "Your Highness, please don't. When I agreed to be your henchman, that's what you said when you recruited me. I need a lot of time to cultivate, and I don't have time to help you with these complicated state affairs."

Xue Qinghe's smile remained unchanged: "What's the rush? There's a long future ahead. When you reach the point where you can't improve any further, you'll naturally have time. Do you really think you can keep improving indefinitely?"

Tang Shan shrugged: "That's hard to say, who knows..."

The sound gradually dissipated in the wind and disappeared into the horizon as the carriage slowly rolled forward.

As the sun sets, its golden rays bathe the earth, illuminating the endless line of vehicles. The sight of cars and horses shimmering and banners fluttering in the breeze is truly magnificent.

On a small hill not far from the official road, Yu Yuanzhen and his father stood side by side, their gazes fixed on the departing convoy, their eyes flashing with a cold light.

“Father, I only sensed the auras of two Title Douluos. One was that of the healing-type Soul Master, and the other was that of Dugu Bo,” Yu Yuanzhen said in a deep voice.

The old man's gaze was deep, and his tone was calm, yet stern: "Yuan Zhen, you thought things through quite thoroughly, anticipating that Dugu Bo would accompany you. Unfortunately, you still overlooked the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. If I hadn't sent someone to release an ancient attack soul tool at the Spirit Hall auction to restrain them, this plan would probably have been difficult to carry out."

The old man offered no praise, but instead earnestly pointed out his oversights.

Yu Yuanzhen listened respectfully to his father's teachings with a solemn expression. He knew in his heart that after this parting, he might never have the chance to listen to his father's teachings like this again.

“Your son will always remember your teachings, Father, and will never forget them,” Yu Yuanzhen replied in a deep voice.

"Let's go, follow them. Once we're out of the Heavenly Dou Empire's territory, we'll seize the opportunity to strike. Although we may not be able to hide our identities, the outcome will ultimately be different depending on where we launch our attack."

As the withered old man finished speaking, he took a light step, and terrifying soul power surged out, causing ripples to spread in the surrounding air. His figure almost instantly flew more than a hundred feet away.

Yu Yuanzhen dared not delay for a moment, and hurriedly activated his soul power to take off and follow closely behind his father.

In the long line of cars, the atmosphere inside the unmarked luxury carriage was somewhat somber.

Golden Crocodile Douluo had long lost the composure he had displayed after breaking through to the Limit Douluo level, and stared at the two people in front of him with an extremely solemn expression.

"Your strength is truly well hidden. Two Limit Douluo-level experts—if I hadn't seen them with my own eyes, I would never have believed that such hidden forces existed on the Douluo Continent."

Before him, Brigitte was still wearing her signature light green dress, her face gentle and smiling; Xiong Jun, on the other hand, was as strong as an iron tower, his golden hair standing up like steel needles, exuding a powerful aura, and radiating an imposing presence without anger.

"Don't worry, Golden Crocodile Douluo, we have no ill intentions. We are only here to protect Gu Yue's safety," Bi Ji said softly, her tone calm.

Golden Crocodile Douluo's heart grew heavier. Today was the first time he had formally met Gu Yue's family, but this first meeting made him tremble with fear.

The Xiong Jun standing before them, and Bi Ji whom they had met once before, were both top-tier experts at the Limit Douluo level! Although their auras were somewhat strange, unlike those of ordinary Soul Masters, the deadly threat emanating from the depths of their souls was undeniable.

This is absolutely incredible!

Chapter 230 Dragon God or Beast God, Night is Falling

Originally, it was thought that there were only three strong people of this level on the entire continent: Tang Chen, Poseidon, and Qian Daoliu. Counting those who were suspected of existing, the elusive Master, and the one who had just broken through, as well as those whose existence was unknown, there could be at most six. But now two more have suddenly appeared. How could Golden Crocodile Douluo not be taken aback?

More importantly, the information and titles used in their conversations are quite suggestive.

They were specifically sent to protect the girl named Gu Yue. If they were specifically sent to protect her, whose orders were they given? Also, although the two knew each other, they were clearly not in a romantic relationship. So who would Bi Ji's partner be? After all, the title "Ji" was used, so there couldn't be no reason for it to be out of nowhere.

Upon hearing Bi Ji speak, Golden Crocodile Douluo took a deep breath to calm his surging emotions, and said in a neither humble nor arrogant tone: "In that case, if we encounter a crisis, we may have to trouble you two. My identity is rather special, so it is best for me to refrain from taking action in public."

"That's natural, but we haven't been out of the public eye for a long time, so we don't know much about the power dynamics on the mainland. We hope to ask you about some things."

Brigitte's voice was gentle, which made people unconsciously lower their guard.

Golden Crocodile Douluo remained upright and said, "Please speak."

"I wonder how many Limit Douluos and Super Douluos the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has?"

Upon hearing Bi Ji's question, Golden Crocodile Douluo was taken aback: "Aren't they just two Title Douluos?"

Biji was equally bewildered by Golden Crocodile Douluo's answer, and asked in surprise, "You mean the two following behind the group are all the Title Douluos of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo nodded in confusion: "The one with a lower soul power level is the current sect master, Yu Yuanzhen, whose title is Thunder, and he is known as Thunder Douluo. His soul power level is ninety-four."

His father, Yu Longdian, had a higher soul power level. It was rumored that he had passed away, but it was unexpected that he was still alive. However, judging from his aura, it would be about one or two years before he died.

"Let me think... what was it again?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo scratched his head. He hadn't paid much attention to Yu Longdian because he thought he had passed away, but now that he had suddenly appeared, he really couldn't remember him in a short time.

"It seems to be related to dragons, Dragon God Douluo?"