Douluo Continent: Reversing Yin and Yang, the Haotian Palace and the Angel Sect

As soon as he finished speaking, Qian Xunji's figure shot up, transforming into a streak of light, and he broke through the spring water, rushing upwards.

The sound of rushing water whistled in his ears, and Huang Tian, ​​who was sitting on his shoulders, turned bright red in an instant.

My good daughter?

This guy is clearly her lover, but now he's just using the excuse that her body has just been reshaped and temporarily shrunk into a child's size to take advantage of her verbally!

Anger mixed with a hint of shame and annoyance instantly overwhelmed her reason. A glint flashed in Huang Tian's eyes, and she didn't care about her image at all. She suddenly lowered her head, opened her mouth with sharp little tiger teeth, and bit down hard on Qian Xunji's shoulder near his neck.

"ah--!"

……

On the other side, in Heaven Dou City, at Shrek Academy,

A gloomy atmosphere hung over the entire courtyard. The crushing defeat in the main arena and the pressure from the Spirit Hall cast a shadow over everyone's hearts.

The atmosphere was even more somber in the two adjacent bedrooms.

Several high-level healing-type Soul Masters, hired at great expense from Heaven Dou City, were performing emergency treatment while sweating profusely.

Liu Erlong's situation is relatively stable. She is a level 78 Soul Saint, and her Fire Dragon Martial Soul grants her a powerful physical foundation. Although she was struck hard by two Soul Douluos and embedded in the wall, injuring her internal organs, her breathing has gradually stabilized under the nurturing of several high-level healing soul skills.

As long as she takes her medication on time and rests, given her constitution, she is unlikely to suffer any long-term effects.

But Xiao Wu in the other room was in a terrible situation.

Even though several healing-type Soul Masters took turns using their healing skills regardless of their Soul Power, Xiao Wu's pale face remained completely bloodless.

Her right shinbone was completely shattered, and the broken ribs on her side nearly pierced her lung. The healing-type Soul Master's conclusion was very conservative: even if she was kept in bed with the best medicine every day, it would take Xiao Wu at least a full week to get out of bed and walk, and when she would be able to recover her fighting strength was still unknown.

Tang San stood by the bed, looking at Xiao Wu, who was wrapped in bandages and unconscious. He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his flesh, but he was completely unaware of it.

Humiliation, anger, and an almost pathological thirst for power grew wildly within him.

He didn't say a word to anyone, but simply turned his head quietly, like a walking corpse, and walked out of the room alone, disappearing into the night behind the camp.

In the shadows of the corridor, Yu Xiaogang, sitting in his wheelchair, took in Tang San's departing figure.

A glint of light flashed in Yu Xiaogang's deep-set eyes.

He knew that the crushing defeat on the arena and Xiao Wu's serious injury had completely shattered Tang San's pride. At times like these, people are most likely to abandon their principles and seek extreme power.

Without any hesitation, Yu Xiaogang turned his wheelchair and slowly followed.

Tang San moved stealthily, avoiding the students patrolling the camp at night, and finally entered a long-abandoned, secluded wooden house in the backyard. The door was slammed shut, and the house was pitch black inside.

Yu Xiaogang didn't rush to approach. He parked his wheelchair behind a clump of bushes a dozen steps away from the wooden house and quietly waited.

Time passed by, second by second.

In less than half an hour, a burly, towering figure scaled the wall outside the camp, skillfully avoiding the guards, and headed straight for the secluded wooden house.

By the dim moonlight, Yu Xiaogang recognized the person at a glance.

It was none other than Titan, the patriarch of the Power Clan, an 86th-level Soul Douluo!

As Titan pushed open the door and walked into the wooden house, Yu Xiaogang's lips curled into a confident smile.

They were having a secret rendezvous in this secluded house in the dead of night. Considering Tang San's unusually rapid rise in cultivation, Yu Xiaogang was now 100% certain that Tang San was doing something shady inside.

"It's time."

Yu Xiaogang braced himself on the armrests of the wheelchair with both hands, and with a sudden burst of strength from his legs, he stood up steadily!

In fact, after this period of recuperation, his injuries should have allowed him to get out of bed and move around much earlier. However, in order to conceal his condition and maintain the illusion of being "vulnerable and in need of protection" in front of everyone, thus lowering others' guard, he has chosen to remain in a wheelchair.

Now that the prey is in the game, he naturally no longer needs to pretend.

Yu Xiaogang strode to the wooden door, his eyes cold, and barked, "Luo Sanpao!"

A creature resembling a piglet appeared out of thin air. Yu Xiaogang didn't use his soul skills, but instead directly ordered Luo Sanpao to use his physical strength to smash into the already dilapidated wooden door.

"Bang—Crack!"

The already overburdened wooden door let out a terrible cracking sound, shattering into pieces and collapsing inward with a loud crash.

The moment the wooden door shattered, the scene inside the house was exposed to Yu Xiaogang's view without reservation.

The air was filled with a strong, nauseating smell of blood.

In the center of the dimly lit room, Titan, shirtless, was tightly bound by dozens of blue silver grass vines covered in dark purple barbs. His massive body was riddled with deep, bone-revealing knife wounds, from which blood seeped continuously.

Tang San sat cross-legged opposite Titan, his eyes gleaming with an eerie purple light. The Blue Silver Grass that had pierced Titan's wounds pulsed rhythmically, like greedy leeches, frantically draining Titan's soul power, blood, and life force. As this power flowed back into Titan, the fluctuations of Tang San's soul power were slowly rising.

The moment Tang San saw that the person who came was Yu Xiaogang, his pupils suddenly contracted and his mind went blank.

"Teacher...!"

Tang San panicked completely, like a thief caught red-handed. He hurriedly cut off the operation of the Xuan Tian Gong and frantically pulled the blood-stained Blue Silver Grass back into his body.

He stood up, looking helplessly at Yu Xiaogang standing in the doorway, his voice trembling:

"You...you're here?"

Titan was shocked to see the wooden door destroyed. However, he reacted quickly. To protect Tang San's reputation, he ignored his bleeding wounds and forced a weak smile, explaining:

"Master, please don't misunderstand. I recently encountered a problem in my cultivation, and my meridians are severely blocked. This is why I specifically begged the young master to use his Blue Silver Grass to help me clear my meridians."

Faced with Titan's flawed lies, Yu Xiaogang didn't even glance at him.

Yu Xiaogang's gaze was fixed on Tang San, his eyes filled with a suffocating scrutiny and severity. He slowly walked into the room.

"Mistress, do you know what you're doing?"

Tang San trembled all over, opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.

He lowered his head, not daring to look Yu Xiaogang in the eye. Yu Xiaogang was his teacher, and more importantly, the elder to whom he had kowtowed and sworn an oath of "a teacher for a day is a father for life".