Douluo Continent: The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda? A Soul Beast Pagoda!

I've read Chapter 43, it's just him alone.

"To do this in broad daylight—it's utterly incomprehensible!"

He'd never been beaten up like this before, without any reason! They just wanted to beat him up?!

"Whoosh—whoosh—"

Tang San took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. But the more he thought about it, the angrier and more frustrated he became.

He looked around, wanting to confront the blonde girl, or at least find out why she hit him, but there was no one there.

He could only grit his teeth and limp toward the academy. With each step, the pain in his face reminded him of the absurd experience he had just had.

In another alley on the street corner, Jiang Li'er leaned against the wall, patted her chest, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Phew—that feels good."

A feeling of clarity and comfort welled up inside me.

She didn't actually mean to bully human children. But that instinctive feeling was so strong that she would feel uncomfortable if she didn't do something.

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Now that I've finished beating everyone up, my mind is clear, and I feel completely relaxed.

Jiang Li'er patted non-existent dust off her hands, took out another veil from her storage soul tool, put it on to cover her overly conspicuous face, and then hummed an unknown tune as she continued her journey.

In the shadows, Brigitte shook her head helplessly, her emerald eyes filled with a mixture of amusement and exasperation.

This young master—he really does act on impulse.

If they see someone they don't like, they'll just go up and beat them up, then run away without giving a reason.

Never mind—at least this kid knows to run away quickly after hitting someone.

As she was pondering, Biji suddenly sensed a powerful aura rising from somewhere, carrying a chilling rage, pressing down on the direction where Jiang Li'er had just been!

Titled Douluo?!

Brigitte's expression changed slightly. Although she wasn't good at fighting, her perception was extremely strong.

This aura was vast and powerful, carrying a heavy sense of oppression; it was clearly not that of an ordinary Title Douluo!

Is he that child's protector?

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Without a second thought, she unleashed her overwhelming power without flinching.

Two invisible forces collided and neutralized each other in the void.

A moment later, the icy aura paused slightly, seemingly surprised by Bi Ji's strength, before slowly withdrawing.

Brigitte snorted coldly and withdrew her aura.

She had no intention of confronting them; she wasn't a combat-type soul beast to begin with, and it was enough for her to scare them away.

She flashed to Jiang Li'er's side and said helplessly, "My little darling, next time before you make a move, could you please check if anyone is behind the other person?"

Jiang Li'er blinked her beautiful eyes innocently and said, "I've already checked, it was just him!"

Brigitte:

She rubbed her temples and decided to stop dwelling on the issue.

Anyway, the matter has been resolved, and the other party doesn't seem to want to make a big deal out of it.

"Let's go, let's go to the next place." Biji took Jiang Li'er's hand. "Be more discreet in the future, and don't cause any more trouble."

"Okay~" Jiang Li'er replied obediently, but a sly glint flashed in her heterochromatic eyes.

"Let's go, Sister Brigitte, let's go see the north!"

In an inconspicuous tavern, Tang Hao put down his wine jug, his brows furrowed.

The intense clash of power just now had terrified him.

That blonde girl was actually being secretly protected by a Title Douluo-level expert? And judging from their aura, they were probably no weaker than me!

When did such a person arrive in Nottingham?

He originally just wanted to teach that arrogant little girl who dared to hit his own son a lesson.

But since the other party has a powerful protector of the same level, then let it go.

After all, his current identity shouldn't be exposed. It's not worth going up against another Title Douluo for such a trivial matter.

Moreover—Tang Hao looked out the window towards the academy, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

It's not a bad thing to let the mistress suffer some losses and setbacks.

This child has had it too easy; he needs some tempering.

But—who exactly is that blonde girl, and the Title Douluo behind her?

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Tang Hao tilted his head back and took a swig of wine, temporarily suppressing his doubts.

He will not intervene for the time being as long as the safety of the mistress is not threatened.

But if—they dare to harm the mistress—

The wine jug silently turned to dust in his hand.

Two and a half months later.

Jiang Bai arrived at Dragon City, a major town in the northern border of the Heavenly Dou Empire.

The city is located on the northern edge of the Snowling Province, facing the even colder and more desolate far north.

As an important barrier for the empire's northern border against barbarians and the northernmost spirit beasts, Dragon City's walls were built to be exceptionally tall and thick.

Jiang Bai landed in a small grove of trees about three miles from Longcheng.

After putting away the wind dragon, he walked towards the city gate.

There were two teams of guards at the city gate, but the checks were not strict.

Perhaps because the place was remote and rarely saw battles, or perhaps because of the cold weather, the guards were too lazy to ask too many questions.

Stepping into Longcheng, a completely different atmosphere from that of southern cities immediately hits you.

There weren't many pedestrians on the streets, far less bustling than Soto or Yelin, but everyone walking on the street had the resolute lines etched by the wind and frost that were unique to northerners.

Jiang Bai strolled slowly along the main street, his gaze sweeping over the shops on both sides.

He came to Dragon City mainly to facilitate the acquisition of his fourth spirit ring.

After several months of recuperation and training, his soul power has steadily increased to level 38, not far from the level 40 mark.

For his fourth spirit ring, he wanted to find a pure-blooded sub-dragon species with ice attributes.

Dragon City is bordered by the far north and has an ice-covered forest below, so finding an ice dragon shouldn't be too difficult.

At this point in his thoughts, Jiang Bai suddenly remembered Qian Renxue.

During his time at the Spirit Hall Academy, whenever he was close to a breakthrough, Qian Renxue would always prepare information on the most suitable spirit beasts in advance, and even personally take him hunting them.

The information on spirit beasts, their distribution maps, and their habits accumulated by the Spirit Hall over the years—information that would be priceless for ordinary spirit masters—was nothing more than a piece of cake for her.

The feeling of being a kept woman by Qian Renxue is actually quite nice.

But who could have imagined that that sweet dependence would eventually become a fatal curse?

Bibi Dong — that crazy woman.

Jiang Bai clenched his fist, then slowly relaxed it.

Now is not the time to be angry; anger will not solve anything.

What he needs to do now is become stronger, strong enough to face that woman, strong enough to protect himself, and also protect—

The people he cherishes.

Jiang Bai suddenly remembered something. Although his mutated martial soul was powerful, the limit of his soul ring absorption was ultimately limited by his physical strength.

To absorb a higher-level spirit ring, one must possess physical attributes far exceeding those of other spirit masters of the same level.

At present, the best material for body tempering is whale glue.

He took a deep breath of the cold air, suppressed his distracting thoughts, and began to focus on observing the shops on both sides of the street.

He quickly found a herbal medicine shop that looked quite large. Pushing open the door, a pungent, mixed smell of herbs wafted towards him.

The shop was somewhat dimly lit, and a middle-aged servant stood behind the counter, arranging medicinal herbs.

"What would you like to order, sir?" the waiter asked warmly, looking up.

Jiang Bai walked up to the counter and asked directly, "Do you have whale glue?"

"Yes, sir, we have it!" The waiter nodded hurriedly. "How many years do you want?"

"A thousand years old? Or ten thousand years old?"

"There are some that are a thousand years old, but ten thousand years old—" the attendant thought for a moment, "I think there is one, please wait while I look for it."

As he spoke, he turned and began rummaging through the rows of wooden shelves and drawers behind him. His movements were practiced, clearly indicating that he knew the store's inventory inside and out.

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