Douluo Amon: I am the Heavenly Venerable of the Dragon King

"Waaaaah... It'll be a long time before we can see Gege's live streams again. It's all those evil spirit masters' fault."

"Hey? Speaking of which, those kids who attacked the streamer, haven't they been caught yet? Why don't you do your last live stream and have them caught in Tianling City?"

“Great idea, I agree. I’m a local from Tianling City, and after seeing the incident the streamer just had, I’m too afraid to go out.”

"+1."

“+1…”

Looking at these comments, Cai Xukun smiled and said, "Let's leave those few who slipped through the net to the Tianling City garrison. But if we happen to run into them on the way, the streamer wouldn't mind arresting them."

……

"Ugh!" Wu Changkong felt a long-lost sense of weakness and powerlessness. He raised his hand and gently covered his forehead, only to find that his hands were locked by soul-power-sealing handcuffs.

At the same time, for some reason, I always felt a chill, as if some burden had been lifted from my body.

These handcuffs were specially put on him by the Tianling City guards. Although their level was low, they could only seal the soul power of soul masters below the Soul King level at most. However, Wu Changkong himself was in a weakened state, so they could still restrain him for a short time.

"Captain, Captain. The suspect is awake." Just then, the guards who were monitoring Wu Changkong outside saw that he was awake and immediately ran to inform the guard captain.

"Is this the Tianling City garrison?" Wu Changkong clearly heard the voice, followed by a series of footsteps.

Soon, the door to the room where Wu Changkong was located was opened, and he was then taken to another room.

The interrogation room contained only a table, a few chairs, and a gray wall; the room was very dimly lit.

Only a single dim light illuminated the entire room.

Two members of the security team sat on one side of the table, while Wu Changkong sat on the other.

"Name! Gender! Age! Home address!"

"Wu Changkong, male, thirty-three years old. As for home? I am a teacher at Shrek Academy." Hearing the police officer's question, Wu Changkong raised an eyebrow, but still answered truthfully.

After all, the other party was a government official. Of course, when mentioning that he was a teacher at Shrek Academy, Wu Changkong couldn't help but straighten his back.

Upon hearing Wu Changkong's words, the two police officers paused, then exchanged a glance. One of them said, "Sir, hello. I am Xing Daorong, the captain of the Tianling City Garrison. You claim to be a teacher at Shrek Academy. How can you prove that?"

Wu Changkong said proudly, "My strength is proof." Such a young Soul Saint, besides someone from Shrek Academy, who else do you think could be from there?

Upon hearing Wu Changkong's words, Xing Daorong's expression darkened, and he said, "Enough, Lord Wu Changkong. Recently, our Tianling City's garrison has been inexplicably attacked by evil soul masters, resulting in heavy casualties among our members. I don't have time to waste with you here."

Your strength is proof? If I remember correctly, you were forced into this place. The charges are suspected evil spirit master, allegedly training evil spirit masters, and attacking passersby.

If it weren't for the opponent's superior skill, he would probably be dead already; there are videos to prove this.

Upon hearing Xing Daorong's words, Wu Changkong's expression stiffened, but what concerned him more was, "How is my student?"

"They escaped successfully. Rather than that, I think you should worry about yourself. Attacking innocent Soul Masters, suspected of educating evil Soul Masters, attacking the Spirit Pagoda enforcement team—with all these charges combined, do you dare say you're not an evil Soul Master?!"

Chapter 248 Bald Head Dances in the Sky

"I'm not an evil soul master!"

Wu Changkong couldn't help but defend himself, "My students did this simply because it was part of the final exam, which involved challenging Soul Masters stronger than themselves. We had no malicious intent."

"Ha!" Upon hearing Wu Changkong's words, Xing Daorong scoffed coldly, "Do you even believe these words yourself? In the video, your student did attempt to kill someone, and afterwards, you even attacked the Soul Master who was attacked."

"..." Wu Changkong paused for a moment, but then said in a deep voice, "This is just a misunderstanding. My storage soul tool contains proof that I am a teacher at Shrek Academy. You can use that to verify it."

"Hmm." Xing Daorong nodded, then took out a document from his hand, which was taken from the storage soul tool confiscated from Wu Changkong.

How could a prisoner be allowed to carry a storage soul tool?

“That’s also my question. This certificate is indeed from Shrek Academy, but the information on it doesn’t match yours at all,” Xing Daorong said.

"Inconsistent?" Wu Changkong was taken aback.

No way, I'm sitting right here, and you're telling me the information doesn't match? Don't you look at the photos? Can't you see my long, flowing hair?

Xing Daorong handed him the seal bearing Wu Changkong's identity, along with a mirror. "Our eyes aren't blind. Look at yourself and see where your information matches this."

Wu Changkong took his identity stamp and checked it; it was correct! At the same time, he expressed his confusion about the mirror handed to him by the guard team.

When Wu Changkong looked into the mirror, he saw a handsome, aloof face reflected there: dark green eyes, a high nose bridge, and thin, well-proportioned lips. Even though his complexion was somewhat pale, he was still undeniably a strikingly handsome man.

"Is this my face?" Wu Changkong asked in confusion, but when he looked up, his vision went black.

His flowing blue hair had vanished without a trace, leaving only a bald head. Although there was no wind in the interrogation room, Wu Changkong felt a chill for some reason.

And whether it's just my imagination or not, Wu Changkong keeps feeling like her forehead is glowing! Where is my hair?! Where did my flowing, smooth blue hair go?!

Wu Changkong finally understood why he felt like he had been relieved of a burden after waking up—it was because he had lost his hair.

Who! Who on earth dared to shave my head bald?! Wu Changkong was filled with rage at this moment.

Long Bing had told him he would look good with long hair, which was why he had deliberately grown it long. Now that his hair was gone, he felt as if he had lost Long Bing all over again.

"Resurrection, my love!"

"Resurrection, my love!"

"Resurrection, my love!"

Just then, a voice suddenly rang out, and it rang out several times in a row.

"Excuse me, Chief. My soul communication device went off. I'll turn it off right now." The officer sitting next to Xing Daorong, who was in charge of taking notes, said somewhat apologetically, and then quickly turned off the soul communication device.

However, even though the soul communication device was turned off, the damage it caused did not disappear.

Ah! Ice! My beloved Long Bing! I only hate myself for not being able to revive my beloved like Tang San! The pain is unbearable! Wu Changkong was consumed by self-blame.

"Alright, do you have anything to say now? Since you can't prove your identity, I have a lot of reason to suspect that your identification was obtained illegally. In that case, your crime would be even more serious."

Wu Changkong: "I can demonstrate my martial spirit."

Xing Daorong: "Do you think this is possible? To show you your martial spirit, we'll have to unlock these handcuffs. If you suddenly attack us then, we don't have the confidence to stop a Soul Saint."

Actually, although Wu Changkong's head was shaved, if you compare the photos carefully, you can still see some clues. However, Xing Daorong said, "Sorry, I have mild face blindness."

Torture is unrealistic; after all, at most, it can be proven that Wu Changkong innocently attacked a random Soul Master, and that he might be an evil Soul Master. They also have to abide by the law. However, detaining him for two or three days is perfectly reasonable.

……

Meanwhile, inside the Spirit Transmission Tower in Tianling City, a dozen high-ranking officials, ranging from middle-aged to elderly, sat in a large conference room. On the large screen in the conference room, several battles were being played.

The battles between Cai Xukun and Tang Wulin, as well as his subsequent encounters with Wu Changkong, are all clearly visible on the screen.

Only after the battle was over did the elder at the head of the group speak, "What are your thoughts on this matter?"

“Master, this incident was indeed due to negligence on the part of our subordinates, even though headquarters had already sent a message about it. I will have them write self-criticisms in front of the wall,” said a middle-aged man sitting at the end of the table.

"This incident serves as a lesson for you. Headquarters had already sent word that there were evil soul masters appearing in Tiandou City, and asked us to be more vigilant recently, but you were still so careless."

They couldn't even keep an eye on a few children. If someone hadn't intervened in time, we would have lost face big time. If our own law enforcement team is this incompetent, then they might as well go home and do nothing.

Seeing that the tower master was about to get angry, the whole place fell silent.

"Starting today, the law enforcement team will enter orange alert status. Self-examination and self-reflection are required. Starting from the team leader level, everyone must write a self-criticism and examine their own shortcomings. Training volume will be doubled."

"Yes!"

“Master, should we bring those children back? And that streamer, the videos he broadcasted will also affect our reputation, what do you think?” An elderly man sitting on the left of the head of the table asked.

"Don't worry about it. I've already guessed who those kids are. As for the streamer? What? You're thinking of using violence to force him to delete the video?" The tower master looked at the other person with a hint of sarcasm.

Upon hearing the tower master's words, the old man smiled brightly, then fell silent. He was joking, though, even though the vast majority of people here were Soul Emperors and two-word Battle Armor Masters.

However, their combat strength is on a completely different level from Wu Changkong and Cai Xukun. After all, Tianling City is only a mid-level city.

If a real fight broke out, among those present, apart from the Tower Master, a Soul Douluo and a three-word Battle Armor Master, who could overpower the opponent, the others would probably be no match for him.

"That streamer is indeed a disciple of the Spirit Pagoda Master of Tianhai City; I have already verified that. Consider this an education lesson for you all. Now, meeting adjourned," the Pagoda Master said in a deep voice.

"Yes!"

The meeting finally ended, and the oppressive atmosphere was relieved.

The old man who owned the tower stayed behind, along with a middle-aged man who was his son.

“Father, if the person who was defeated and captured wasn’t lying, then he must really be a teacher at Shrek Academy. Should we go to the security team to explain and do them a favor?” the middle-aged man said to the tower master.

"Don't worry about him. Our relationship with Shrek Academy isn't that harmonious."

The Tower Master stood up, walked to the window, and looked outside. "These young people nowadays are truly remarkable. They've already become Soul Emperors at eighteen. I hope the Tower Master's approach is correct."

The tower master the old man mentioned refers to the current tower master of the Spirit Pagoda headquarters: Qian Gu Dongfeng. The tower master of Tianling City is clearly aligned with the Qian Gu family lineage.

"We've had too many peaceful days; we need some external stimulation to make us more vigilant. Five more years..."

Chapter 249 Just One More Match

Heavenly Soul City.

"Mmm!" Xu Xiaoyan took a bite out of her crepe and said to the two people beside her, "Looks like this final exam is almost over! How many more matches do we have left?"

"Well, there are still several days until the assessment deadline. We've already won nine matches, and now there's only one left. Let's save the rest for when we get to Mingdu, since the assessment's final destination is also Mingdu."

On the other side, Nan Fusheng, who was drinking milk tea, thought for a moment after hearing Xu Xiaoyan's words, and then said.

At this moment, they were in a small eatery in Tianhun City, enjoying desserts and drinks, looking quite relaxed.

"Huh? So fast? This assessment doesn't seem as difficult as I imagined?" Xu Xiaoyan said with some surprise.