Douluo Continent: Thunder Roar

"Damn you beast, how dare you devour my faith power!" Faced with the questioning of the God of Destruction, Tang San seemed not to hear at all. His face suddenly turned pale, then ashen, and he lost his composure and slammed his palm on the altar!

This angry outburst was so abrupt and so vulgar, a stark contrast to his previous compassionate and selfless demeanor, which seemed to bear the infamy willingly.

"Tang San! How dare you!" The God of Destruction's purple-black aura exploded, his rage uncontrollable. "Who do you think you're talking to?"

He was completely enraged by Tang San's unprovoked scolding: "I ask you! The 'obstruction' you mentioned in your previous excuses, is it referring to my stopping you from interfering in matters of the lower realm? Where do you place the laws of the divine realm?!"

"Or do you think you're invincible?"

These words immediately brought the already tense atmosphere of the Divine Realm Committee to its peak, making it seem as if war was about to break out.

Ji Dong and Lie Yan, who were already on tenterhooks due to the conflict between the veteran God King and the new ruler, were now sweating profusely.

Logically, with the two great god-kings having a clear line of succession, the transfer of core authority in the divine realm should have been clear—either handed over to the old partner, the god-king of destruction and life, who had existed for billions of years, or completely transferred to the new god of good and evil who had inherited the divine position.

However, neither of the two former God Kings gave it to him; instead, they gave it to Tang San, the successor of the God of Asura.

Now that they have just ascended to godhood, neither of them has enough foundation or prestige, and being caught between these two is extremely awkward.

Now that the conflict is escalating, it's difficult to advise or not to advise.

At this critical moment, Tang San, who was on the verge of exploding with rage, saw the shock, anger, and killing intent deep in his eyes caused by the devouring of his faith power recede rapidly like a tide.

He suddenly came to his senses.

In the plan, this annoying god of destruction is indeed a stumbling block that must be eliminated, but not now!

He is no match for this ancient deity who has existed for an unknown period of time.

In a flash, the livid anger on his face vanished, replaced by an expression that was a mixture of apology, regret, and utmost sincerity.

He took a deep breath, as if trying his best to calm down from some sudden shock, and his aura subtly subsided.

"Destruction, hold your anger." Tang San's voice returned to its usual calm, even carrying a just-right hint of weariness and apology. He raised his hand, signaling the other party to calm down. "You've misunderstood."

"You and I are both law-enforcing god-kings of the divine realm, jointly ruling the universe. I have always held you and the Goddess of Life in the utmost respect, and have never had the slightest intention of disrespecting or overstepping my bounds. Just now... it was because of a sudden change in the lower realm. An extremely strange and insidious power actually backfired along the threads of fate, attempting to corrupt the power of my faith. I was caught off guard and my mind was disturbed, which is why I spoke inappropriately."

"Destruction, Tang San's insults just now shouldn't be directed at you. I heard him say that his divine sense was swallowed." Just as the God of Destruction frowned, his anger still simmering, seemingly trying to determine the truth of this statement, the Goddess of Life, who had been observing quietly, spoke gently.

The God of Destruction's chest heaved as he stared intently at Tang San.

He did not entirely believe this explanation.

The power of faith is not so easily corrupted. It must have been another case of being humiliated by interfering in the mortal realm. How dare they violate the rules of the divine realm right in front of me?

But Tang San lowered his attitude and spoke earnestly at this moment, and the Goddess of Life intervened to smooth things over.

More importantly, he still harbored a sense of old friendship and trust towards the departed old sea god, the old Asura god who entrusted his divine position to Tang San, and even the previous good and evil god-kings whom Tang San entrusted to the God Realm.

He was willing to believe that Tang San, who had inherited the will of these old comrades, might be stubborn by nature, but he shouldn't be a bad person when it came to the big picture.

Perhaps I've been pushing myself too hard? The expansion of the divine realm involves too many factors, and perhaps it really shouldn't be rushed.

Then he thought of the mischievous and adorable Xiao Qi.

He and Xiao Lü had watched her grow up and always treated her as their own daughter. For Xiao Qi's sake, he had to leave her some leeway.

"...Hmph." The God of Destruction finally let out a heavy snort, and the boiling purple-black aura around him slowly subsided, but his eyes remained sharp as knives. "Since you believe that the expansion of the God Realm will bring disaster, this matter will be put on hold for now and discussed later."

He paused, then his tone turned serious and admonishing: "But interfering in the affairs of the lower realm must be done with utmost caution, and must be limited by the laws of the divine realm. The power of the gods is far too vast, far exceeding what the lower realm can bear. Any forceful interference without careful consideration may be like a boulder thrown into a pool, creating ripples far beyond what was originally intended, and may even disrupt its inherent natural cycle and balance. You must understand this principle."

……

The next afternoon, the bell rang on time, its crisp sound breaking the silence of the school building.

Ling Yu followed the crowd out of the teaching building. The afternoon sun was still dazzling, shining brightly on the stone bricks of the square, making the entire square appear white, and even the air was somewhat hot.

He didn't linger, planning to get to East Street as soon as possible to sign the contract for the clinic shop he had his eye on last night.

As soon as I stepped down the steps, a dazzling red figure came into view.

Under the sycamore tree, Ma Xiaotao leaned against the trunk, a bright red dress tightly hugging her figure. Her full and firm breasts stretched the fabric into a soft and stunning curve; her waist was incredibly thin, as if one could wrap their arms around it, forming a stark contrast with her full and perky buttocks below. The dress stretched taut, revealing her two long legs together, her skin dazzlingly white, slender and straight.

Seeing Ling Yu approach, Ma Xiaotao's pale pink eyes curved slightly above the red veil, a nonchalant smile playing on her lips. Her voice was clear and casual as she spoke: "Our great celebrity, are you finally done with get out of class?"

"Sister Tao, what are you doing here? And what kind of big celebrity are you?" Ling Yu stopped in his tracks, his face full of questions.

"Still playing dumb with your sister?" Ma Xiaotao scoffed, her tone slightly mischievous. "You beat your homeroom teacher to a pulp on your first day of school. Your name is known throughout Shrek Academy now, aren't you a big celebrity?"

As she spoke, she straightened up from the tree trunk, casually brushing off non-existent dust from her skirt with a swift and decisive movement. She then moved closer to Ling Yu, her eyes curving into crescent moons, a hint of coquettishness in them: "What, you don't welcome me waiting for you here?"

Ling Yu shrugged helplessly: "What are you saying? It's not like I wanted to hit her."

Ma Xiaotao pouted, took a half step back, and looked somewhat bored, but not really unhappy. She muttered, "How boring. You can't even take a joke." After a pause, she dropped her teasing tone and said bluntly, "There's a small gathering in the Inner Court today at Jing Si Xuan. Shrek Academy specializes in raising monsters, and those guys in the Inner Court all want to meet you, the monster among monsters."

Ling Yu didn't speak, but quickly made plans in his mind.

I met the students from the inner courtyard just the day before yesterday, and there was no progress when I went again today. I might as well handle the clinic matter first. I'm thinking about how to refuse them.

Ma Xiaotao waited a few seconds, and seeing that he didn't say anything, she glanced at him, raised her chin at him, and said in a slightly impatient tone, but then softened her tone: "Don't overthink it, I'm just here to show you the way, I don't have any other intentions."

"I have something to do, so I'm not going today." Ling Yu shook his head. "Please tell Sister Le Xuan for me."

Ma Xiaotao frowned immediately, her face full of doubt as she asked, "What could be the matter with you today? Why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

"I'm planning to open a clinic in the city. I found a shop yesterday, and I'm going to sign the contract today before starting preparations for opening."

"Open a clinic?" Ma Xiaotao's eyes widened, her face filled with disbelief, and her voice rose several octaves. "You? A fierce general who can blast a six-ring Soul Emperor to pieces, open a clinic? The delicate work of running a clinic, is that something you can handle?"

"I'm a renowned healer in Lingdou City," Ling Yu said calmly, then emphasized, "I'll say it again, it wasn't me who wanted to hit her."

"Yes, yes, I know you're wronged." Ma Xiaotao waved her hand, her tone perfunctory yet coaxing. "I saw it all that day. It was Zhou Yi who insisted on causing trouble. You've tolerated her several times already. She brought it on herself."

"Xiao Tao, talking about teachers behind their backs is nothing to be proud of."

A slightly sour voice suddenly rang out, and Ma Xiaotao froze. She subconsciously turned her head and looked over. A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. A beautiful young woman with delicate features and smooth skin walked out of the classroom. She had a serious look in her eyes and was wearing the uniform of a teacher from the Department of Foreign Languages.

Ma Xiaotao didn't recognize Zhou Yi at all, mistaking her for some unfamiliar teacher.

Zhou Yi walked up to the two of them, her face still somewhat serious, but the grievance in her eyes was hard to hide. Her tone was no longer as sharp as before, but more resentful: "But... what do you mean I deliberately caused trouble, deliberately asked to be beaten?" Her voice was slightly deep, "I know that my previous teaching methods were wrong, and I know that I was not wronged to be beaten and criticized. I have been correcting myself these days, and I have been trying to be a good teacher. I never thought of deliberately making things difficult for anyone."

Ma Xiaotao stood there, stunned, unable to recover for a long time. She was speechless and surprised: This, this is actually Zhou Yi.

What is the true face of that old woman who always has a sour face and scolds students?

After realizing what was happening, Ma Xiaotao frowned again, her tone a mixture of surprise and arrogant defiance: "Who do we have here? It's you! And you just got beaten up the day before yesterday, and your teaching philosophy was criticized to the point of being worthless. How dare you still stay on as the homeroom teacher for Class One?"

Ma Xiaotao's words were direct and sharp, and Zhou Yi's face instantly turned slightly red. Her lips moved, but she didn't know how to refute them. Her expression became more and more embarrassed, and the grievance in her eyes became even more intense.

She was already feeling guilty and trying to change, but being exposed by Ma Xiaotao in public made her even more ashamed, and she even lowered her head slightly.