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

Yu Fengzhi sighed, his expression even more unpleasant than if he were crying.

"She wants me to give her a guarantee." Yu Fengzhi rubbed his palms together. "She demands that if one day in the future she has a conflict with the Hall of Offerings of the Haotian Palace, my Seven Treasures Overlord Sect must unconditionally support her with all its might. Otherwise..."

"Otherwise, she will use this incident as a pretext, under the name of the Haotian Palace, to completely wipe out our Seven Treasures Overlord Sect by accusing it of attacking geniuses from other forces on the continent."

Upon hearing this, Qian Xunji suddenly laughed.

"This woman has some brains." Qian Xunji shook his head. Bibi Yin was using someone else's strength against her. She knew the control the Hall of Offerings had over her, so by using the tragedy created by Qian Xunji, she seized the Seven Treasures Overlord Sect's Achilles' heel and forcibly tied one of the three upper sects to her chariot.

"So what did you do in the end?" Qian Xunji asked, looking at him.

"How could I dare refuse?" Yu Fengzhi sighed. "I reluctantly agreed. But this woman is a ruthless character. Before she left, she directly extorted one million gold soul coins from my sect's treasury, plus three ten-thousand-year soul bones."

Qian Xunji stood up, walked to Yu Fengzhi, and patted him on the shoulder.

Feeling the force coming from his shoulder, Yu Fengzhi's body stiffened.

"Don't look like you're in pain," Qian Xunji said, looking at him.

"One million gold soul coins and three soul bones to buy the lives of your entire Seven Treasures Overlord Clan is not bad. At least you're still alive, and your daughter's martial soul has already evolved."

Yu Fengzhi was stunned for a moment, and the image of his daughter's spirited appearance when she summoned the eight-story pagoda just now flashed through his mind.

Yes, the martial spirit has evolved. The Seven Treasure Overlord Sect has a future; what do a few external things matter?

Having figured this out, Yu Fengzhi took a deep breath, straightening his previously hunched back. He cupped his hands in greeting to meet Qian Xunji's gaze.

"Your Majesty is right."

Qian Xunji withdrew his hand, turned and walked to the window, looking at the outline of Tian Dou City outside. Bibi Yin began to plan for her future; it seemed that the internal conflicts within Haotian Palace were also quite significant, while the Angel Sect remained silent.

The situation here is rather chaotic...

In a secluded inn in the western part of Xingluo City.

Shrek and his group spent a fortune to book the entire backyard. With this relatively secluded base, the teachers and students no longer had to endure the elements in the wilderness and began taking turns venturing out to secretly investigate the world within the city.

Xiao Wu sat by the wooden window, her knees drawn up to her chest, her chin resting on her knees. The cries of street vendors pierced through the window, but they did nothing to dispel the gloom in her eyes.

When she arrived in this world, she discovered that everything about this world corresponded to her own world, and she guessed that Xiaoqing was actually the Azure Bull Python!

It's just that for some reason it evolved into a dragon.

"They're all soul beasts, why were you so ruthless?" Xiao Wu bit her lower lip, her voice filled with grievance.

"Da Ming never kills innocent people indiscriminately in the Star Dou Great Forest, and he's always been very obedient to me. In this world, doesn't she have a younger brother or sister named Xiao Wu to keep her company? How could she have been so ruthless before?"

Xiao Wu remembered that when that girl attacked her, she didn't hold back at all, beating her until she was practically a grandson.

On the other side, Tang San knocked on the door and came in. He noticed that Xiao Wu had been sullen lately and thought she was a little scared because she had come to the new world. So he bought a lot of delicious food to comfort her, since the food in this world was indeed very different.

After calming Xiao Wu down, Tang San sat down at the table, but his mind was still racing.

After gathering intelligence over the past few days, he has completely confirmed that this world and their Douluo Continent are like two mirrors reflecting each other, yet distorted in the details. Powers, characters, and martial spirits can almost all be matched one-to-one.

A bold idea arose in Tang San's mind. Qian San was no stranger to the methods of the Tang Clan in his previous life, and was even more proficient than him. If Qian San also transmigrated with his memories, then in this vast parallel universe structure, does it mean... there is another world of the Bashu Tang Clan?

The cliff of his past life, the clouds that haunted even ghosts. If there was more than one Tang Clan, wouldn't his prized hidden weapons and unique skills have long been deciphered, or even surpassed, in this parallel universe?

Before Tang San could continue to ponder, the door was violently pushed open.

Flander and Zhao Wuji walked in, covered in dust. Yu Xiaogang followed closely behind, bolting the door shut with his backhand, his face so gloomy it could drip water.

"The current situation is a bit complicated." Flander grabbed the teapot on the table, gulped down several mouthfuls of cold water, wiped his mouth, and said, "We're completely clueless about this place, and we can't show Dai Mubai's face. We don't have a place in Xingluo City where we can truly settle down."

Zhao Wuji pulled out a chair and plopped down, letting out a heavy sigh. He crossed his thick arms over his chest: "It's truly frustrating. The outside of the city is loose, but the inside is tight; the checks are very strict. Trying to get anything done is thwarted at every turn."

Yu Xiaogang walked to the table, placed his hands on it, and glanced at the people in the room. His voice was deep and heavy: "Where we can stay is secondary. The key is our current identity."

He looked at Tang San with a serious expression: "In this world, the Angel Sect's inherited martial soul is still the six-winged angel. Precisely because the martial souls share the same origin, after Qian San crossed over, he could directly seek the help of the Spirit Hall and naturally obtain resources."

"But, mistress, your Clear Sky Hammer won't work here."

Upon hearing this, Tang San unconsciously clenched his fists.

Yu Xiaogang continued his analysis: "The Haotian Palace here also inherits a hammer as its martial soul, but its form is of a higher level and has undergone a mutation unknown to us. If the Haotian Hammer in your hand, which is in its most basic form, is exposed, it will not only fail to gain the Haotian Palace's recognition, but will also be regarded as a variant of unknown origin, and may even bring about your death."

A strong sense of defeat instantly surged into Tang San's heart. His proudest weapon spirit, the number one weapon spirit in the world, had become a worthless and inferior product in this world. Compared to Qian San, the quality of his weapon spirit was significantly lower.

But Tang San had lived two lives after all. The sense of defeat lasted only a moment before he forcibly suppressed it. He stared at his left hand, a faint black hammer shadow appearing in his palm.

Since the Clear Sky Palace's martial spirit is of a higher rank, it means that the Clear Sky Hammer's form has not reached its limit. His martial spirit still has a chance to evolve!

Thinking of this, Tang San's frustration vanished, and a burning fighting spirit rekindled in his eyes.

"So where should we go now? We can't just stay in the inn like cowards forever," Zhao Wuji asked, frowning.

Yu Xiaogang remained silent for a moment, then sighed, as if he had made a decision against his ancestors:

"There is only one breakthrough point now."

All eyes in the room instantly turned to Yu Xiaogang.

Flander straightened up: "Xiao Gang, what are you thinking about?"

"Find someone." Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath and said, enunciating each word clearly.

"Looking for Ning Dagang!"