Douluo Continent: Dragon God Bei Bei, who dominated the continent for ten thousand years

"Really? It must be about my spirit ring!" Bei Bei laughed, getting off the bed. His cultivation level was no secret to Mu En and the others.

"No matter what, you must prioritize yourself. It doesn't matter if you fail, as long as you are safe and sound." Zhang Lexuan stepped forward and straightened Beibei's collar.

There was a hint of worry in her voice, clearly indicating that she knew Beibei was preparing for the evolution of his martial soul, but there was not much she could do to help with this, so she could only give him more advice.

"Don't worry! When have you ever seen me fail?" Beibei stood there calmly, her posture as upright as a pine tree, with a smile on her face.

Beibei reached out and wrapped her arms around Zhang Lexuan's slender and supple waist, pulling her into her embrace. She then kissed Zhang Lexuan's lips forcefully, lingering her lips gently on hers.

Zhang Lexuan's body tensed up involuntarily. Feeling Beibei's warm, sunny aura, she felt everything around her quiet down, as if time had stood still.

Beibei's hands gently caressed her waist, and the delicate and tender touch made her hold her breath.

Before long, Zhang Lexuan's face turned red and she was having trouble breathing.

Beibei then released her, looked at Zhang Lexuan's blushing face, and whispered in her ear, "Be a good girl and wait for me to come back."

"Hmm." Zhang Lexuan nodded slightly, making a barely audible sound.

If the students of the inner courtyard were to see that their revered senior sister also had such a girlish side, they would be absolutely astonished.

Seeing Beibei leave, Zhang Lexuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. Recalling what had happened earlier, her cheeks flushed again, and she shyly covered her slightly hot cheeks with her hands.

Beibei left the room and walked towards the golden ancient tree.

Upon arriving at the Golden Tree, Bebe saw Moon's figure.

Even after Moon's body had fully recovered, he still preferred to lie on the recliner made of the golden ancient tree branch.

Beside him was a petite figure.

"Tang Ya! What brings you here?" Although Bei Bei's tone was questioning, his eyes revealed a knowing look.

"My parents were murdered by a sect, and even the Tang Clan's foundation was seized by them." Tang Ya's voice was somewhat hoarse, her eyes were red and constantly filled with tears, but she still held on and did not let the tears fall.

Beibei didn't react much; he had already anticipated this.

"I went to all the forces that Tang Sect used to be on good terms with, but without exception they all turned me away. Even Haotian Sect wouldn't see me. I have nowhere else to go, so I had to come to Shrek Academy," Tang Ya said softly.

Although Tang Ya only said a few words, everyone could feel the hardships she had faced along the way from her tone.

A ten-year-old girl was left homeless and destitute after her parents died.

No one knew how many places she had been before coming to Shrek Academy, or how many cold shoulders and sarcastic remarks she had encountered.

This was indeed too cruel for a young girl, but she did not break down because of it, which shows her inner strength.

Beibei could sense that these experiences had indeed had some impact on Tang Ya, causing a shadow of darkness to grow in her heart, though it could also be due to the influence of her own talent.

"So, do you need us to help you take revenge and reclaim the Tang Clan's territory?" Bei Bei asked.

"No, I will take revenge myself." Tang Ya's delicate face was somewhat ferocious. The hatred for her parents was irreconcilable, and she was unwilling to rely on others.

"I want to enter Shrek Academy to improve my strength," Tang Ya said. "I will personally reclaim the Tang Clan's foundation, revive the Tang Clan, and bring hidden weapons back to prominence."

"What you're saying is contradictory," Bei Bei shook her head slightly. "Your Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul means you're destined not to become a powerful Soul Master. If you don't change the Tang Sect's outdated rules, the Tang Sect can't be revived. If you don't explore Soul Tools and innovate your hidden weapons, the Tang Sect's hidden weapons can't flourish."

Beibei's words pointed out the flaws of Tang Ya and the Tang Clan in a very sharp way.

"No, back then, the first leader of the Tang Sect had Blue Silver Grass as his martial soul, but he eventually became a god. You should all know that," Tang Ya said firmly.

"First of all, Tang San is a twin martial soul owner. His second martial soul is the top-tier weapon martial soul, the Clear Sky Hammer. Secondly, his first martial soul is not Blue Silver Grass, but the top-tier plant-type martial soul, the Blue Silver Emperor." Bei Bei's words peeled back the layers of facts that Tang Ya had been avoiding and unwilling to face.

Tang Ya's face grew paler and paler. She bit her lower lip, her obsession with reviving the Tang Clan being the belief that kept her going.

Bei Bei continued, "And your Tang Sect's successive sect leaders blindly worshipped the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, indulging in false honor, which resulted in your Tang Sect lacking a stable and powerful Martial Soul inheritance..."

"No... no." Tang Ya shook her head, her pupils contracting. She didn't want to admit it, but the cruel reality forced her to face it.

The values ​​her father had instilled in her were beginning to crumble, and Tang Ya felt somewhat flustered.

"My Tang Clan's heritage... and hidden weapons..." Tang Ya's lips trembled slightly as she wanted to continue refuting Bei Bei's words.

At this moment, a soft and warm aura of light emanated from Mu En, instantly enveloping Tang Ya and easing her anxious emotions considerably.

"Xiaoya, you must be tired after your long journey. Go and get some rest! We can talk about it tomorrow," Mu En said.

He interrupted Beibei and Tang Ya's conversation with a gentle and kind voice that instantly calmed Tang Ya's emotions.

Tang Ya's eyes dimmed, and she turned and left, somewhat lost and dejected.

Seeing that the other person had already walked away, Moon looked at Beibei with some helplessness.

He thought that since they had met before, Beibei would be able to comfort him, but he didn't expect her to be so blunt, which almost drove him to a breakdown.

"Beibei, she's still so young, why put so much pressure on her?" Moon said softly.

Tang Ya was already exhausted, both physically and mentally, after experiencing such a huge change in such a short time. Now, facing such a cruel reality, she found it hard to accept such a blow.

"I was just telling her the facts." Bei Bei didn't think much of it. "Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown. Since she has chosen to take over as the leader of the Tang Clan, she'd better not harbor any unrealistic fantasies."

Beibei continued, "Besides, I'm not just making empty threats. I've already told her the solution, but the choice is hers. Whether she follows the old path of the Tang Clan or embraces the changes of the new era, it's all up to her."

Beibei's idea was simple: she had given the solution, but how to proceed and what path to take should be left to the other party to choose.