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

With his other hand, Yue Guan swung it around and slapped Salas's old face several times across the face.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

The crisp sound of a slap echoed in the room. The female soul master who had been awakened was about to scream when Yue Guan's icy gaze made her eyes roll back and she faint.

Salas was struck so hard he saw stars, his mouth was instantly torn open, and he swallowed blood mixed with his teeth. As a Soul Douluo, he instinctively wanted to activate his Martial Soul to fight back.

But the moment he gathered his soul power, he was crushed in his meridians by the immense pressure of Yue Guan, a titled Douluo. By the dim moonlight, Salas finally saw the fiery-eyed demon before him.

"Chrysanthemum... Your Majesty Chrysanthemum Douluo?!"

Salas was terrified; all his will to resist vanished instantly, leaving only utter fear. He mumbled incoherently, "Elder! Elder Ju! Let's talk this out! What have I done wrong? You…"

"Speak properly? I'll show you how to speak properly!"

Yue Guan didn't give him a chance to explain. The fright and humiliation he suffered at the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy tonight were now all pinned on Salas.

He slammed Salas to the ground, disdaining to use any soul skills, relying solely on his physical strength, straddling his opponent and relentlessly pounding him with every punch.

"Are those eyes of yours just for venting your anger?"

They dare to report any intelligence to higher authorities, and they dare to let me wade into any dangerous mess!

I'll beat you to death today, you blind bastard!

For a full five minutes, the only sounds in the backyard of the Spirit Temple were the muffled thud of fists clashing and Salas's pig-like screams. Even the guards outside, who heard the commotion, could only tremble in fear, not daring to breathe loudly or take a single step closer.

Five minutes later, Yue Guan shook the blood off her hands and stood up.

Salas, lying on the ground, was bruised and swollen, and had gained a lot of weight; even his own mother wouldn't recognize him. He was curled up on the ground, convulsing in pain.

Yue Guan glanced at him, straightened her slightly disheveled sleeves,

"I came to Heaven Dou City today to discuss matters related to Qian San. If even a whisper of this reaches Spirit City, I'll slice off pieces of your fat and use them as lamp fuel."

With that, Yue Guan snorted coldly and transformed into a golden ray of light, disappearing into the sky. Salas was left groaning in pain amidst the mess, never understanding what he had done wrong.

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The next morning, in the study of the East Palace of the Heavenly Dou Empire.

Sunlight streamed through the exquisitely carved window sill onto the desk, where the three academic committee members of Tiandou Royal Academy—Meng Shenji, Bai Baoshan, and Zhilin—stood solemnly in the center of the study.

"Your Highness, this is how things went." Meng Shenji bowed slightly, his tone filled with undisguised anger.

"Last night, Yue Guan, the Chrysanthemum Douluo of the Spirit Hall, brazenly infiltrated the headquarters of my Royal Academy's second team to investigate. If Senior Dugu hadn't been present, the consequences would have been unimaginable. The Spirit Hall's actions show a complete disregard for the Heaven Dou Royal Family!"

Crown Prince Xue Qinghe sat behind his large desk, his face ashen. He frowned deeply and slammed his hand heavily on the desk, making a dull thud.

"This is outrageous!" Xue Qinghe's voice was filled with suppressed anger, his expression one of deep sorrow for the dignity of the empire. "Rest assured, the three education commissioners, Team Two is the backbone of our Heaven Dou Empire and the hope for this competition. The Spirit Hall, relying on its power, dares to be so arrogant. I will later formally lodge a strong protest with the Spirit Hall in the name of the royal family! We will not let our students down!"

Seeing the Crown Prince's resolute attitude and his constant protection of the academy, the three education committee members felt a warmth in their hearts. After bowing once more, they took their leave.

The study door was gently closed.

As the footsteps of the three people faded into the distance, Xue Qinghe's expression of concern for the country and its people disappeared.

Qian Renxue leaned back in her chair, her slender fingers tapping lightly on the table, her mind racing.

"Yue Guan has always been that woman's confidant, and he would never come to Tiandou City to catch a cold without a reason." A cold glint flashed in Qian Renxue's eyes. "It can only be that good-for-nothing Salas who wrote down the details of the Second Team and Qian San's affairs in a secret report and sent it to the Papal Palace."

She naturally knew that her father from another world had crossed over into this one. And the young man, Qian San, who led the Tian Dou Second Team and shone brightly on the field, was naturally her younger brother.

That woman who sent Yue Guan to investigate the Qian family must have had ill intentions.

"Looks like we need to give them a good talking-to."

Qian Renxue snorted coldly and spoke calmly to the empty study: "Uncle Snake Spear, Uncle Porcupine."

The words had barely left his lips when two ripples appeared in the shadows of the study's corner. Two elderly men silently materialized, kneeling on one knee: "What are your orders, young master?"

"Go to the Spirit Temple." Qian Renxue's gaze was icy. "Have a good 'heart-to-heart' with Salas. Tell him that the waters of Heaven Dou City run deep. Since he's a Platinum Bishop, he should watch his eyes and mouth. From now on, if he dares to pass even a single word to the Papal Palace about any information concerning Heaven Dou Second Team and Qian San, I'll make sure he can never speak again."

"Yes, sir!"

The Serpent Spear Douluo and the Porcupine Douluo exchanged a glance, understanding each other perfectly. Their young master was going to use Salas as a pretext to set rules. The two figures flashed, disappearing back into the shadows.

Poor Salas, he was caught in bed and beaten up by Yue Guan last night, and the swelling on his face hasn't gone down yet. Tonight, he's destined to receive "friendly greetings" from two Title Douluos.

After making the arrangements, Qian Renxue stood up, straightened the Crown Prince's magnificent robes, and pushed open the door to go out: "Prepare the carriage, let's go to the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy."

Half an hour later, at the Tian Dou Royal Second Team's base.

Qian San was meditating with his eyes closed in his room when he heard the announcement, so he welcomed the Crown Prince into his private bedroom.

The door closed, leaving only the two people inside.

Qian San looked at the gentle and refined Crown Prince of the Empire before him, feeling somewhat puzzled. Although the Second Team was nominally a royal contingent, the Crown Prince's personal visit alone still seemed a bit too grand.

"Your Highness, is there something important that you wish to see me alone today?" Qian San bowed and asked.

Looking at the young man before her, whose features bore a resemblance to her father, Xue Qinghe felt a surge of warmth in her heart. She waved her hand, gesturing for Qian San to sit down, her tone unusually gentle for a high-ranking crown prince:

"It's alright, no need for formalities. I heard that some scoundrels from the Spirit Hall sneaked into your camp last night, disturbing you. You are a pillar of our Heaven Dou Empire, and I was worried about you, so I came to see if you were frightened."

Qian San scratched his head: "Your Highness is too kind. Senior Dugu and several teachers from the academy were present last night, and nothing unexpected happened. That person left quickly."