Douluo's Flame Spear: Chongli's Demise and Heart Flame's Overpowered Power

Chapter 110 Fighting the Rich, Then Heading to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School

For the first time, Tang Yuehua felt that Yang Yun was so crazy.

He's absolutely insane, a completely irrational and utterly insane lunatic.

Although this was the second time she had met Yang Yun, the Yang Yun presented in the intelligence reports before was not like this at all.

Or perhaps, this is Yang Yun's truest self: a madman-like demon.

Tang Yuehua had no time to think. Yang Yun pulled her to the window and they came in in a flash. The cold wind blowing on Tang Yuehua's face made her much more awake.

"No, please don't; please don't do this."

Tang Yuehua thought she had gone all out, but little did she know that what Yang Yun did was ten thousand times more insane than she could have imagined.

Does this guy not have any mental fastidiousness at all?

Or is it that this person doesn't consider themselves theirs at all; they simply want to torment themselves?

The more Tang Yuehua thought about it, the more terrified she became.

She hadn't had time to send yesterday's information back to the sect, nor could she contact Tang Hao.

Yang Yun showed no mercy to Tang Yuehua's pleas for mercy; instead, he intensified his attack with even greater force and speed.

Tang Yuehua tried to cover her mouth to stop herself from making a sound.

But Yang Yun forcefully locked his hands behind his back with one hand.

I could only clench my teeth and forcefully suppress the urge to speak; I tried my best not to let the sound reach the students outside.

At the same time, I was glad that I was teaching a musical instrument class today. If the students were in contact, the sounds of various instruments would be very noisy.

It's not easy to hear sounds from this side.

Many times, Tang Yuehua had lost count of how many times she had lost a lot of strength; she only felt that her body was covered with several layers of sweat.

Yang Yun said coldly behind him, "Consider yourself lucky. No one has passed by or heard any noise from here for so long."

"Could I borrow a bathroom to take a shower?"

With a smirk, Yang Yun swept Tang Yuehua up in his arms and carried her into the bathroom of the room.

He didn't come out of the bathroom until quite a while later.

"You are indeed smart, but unfortunately you're not as open-minded as I am; I hope you won't make any more foolish decisions."

Tang Yuehua hugged herself tightly, feeling a chill all over her body even with hot water from the showerhead pouring over her.

A sense of despair arose within me.

"Second brother, grandfather; where are you?" Two lines of clear tears fell from Tang Yuehua's eyes.

Yang Yun showed no pity for Tang Yuehua. To be able to run such a large-scale Yuexuan in Tiandou City, one's methods must be extraordinary.

Moreover, this woman is in charge of intelligence for the Haotian Sect and runs the Yuexuan in Tiandou City; even if her information is not very good, it is impossible that she would not know about the plight of the four sects for so many years.

They dare not offer help openly, but surely the financial aspect can be resolved?

Unfortunately, even the closest clan, the Power Clan, was unaware that Yuexuan was owned by Tang Yuehua's family.

sad!

The loyalty of the Power Clan is even more laughable.

If it weren't for the deeply ingrained blind loyalty of the Power Clan, the Mighty Ape Martial Soul, enhanced by the Fallen Heart Flame, should have been a powerful combination.

But it doesn't matter if it's not there.

Idiots don't deserve sympathy.

Yang Yun had also seen the intelligence yesterday: Titan, the patriarch of the Power Clan, had died on the spot outside Gengxin City; and he had no intention of keeping the spoils of war, the Soul Bone.

At this point in time, it's natural to use something as valuable as a soul bone—which can directly enhance a soul master's combat power—as soon as possible to maximize its efficiency.

Keep it?

Are you keeping it to be someone else's trophy?

Or should we keep it to cede territory and pay reparations to others?

Soul bones are just pretty bones to keep, but absorbing them can turn them into a real boost to your strength.

There are now many members in the Breaking Heaven Sect who are qualified, talented, and have enough merit to absorb soul bones.

I could eat a dozen or twenty more soul bones without batting an eye.

Converting them all into combat power is the ultimate purpose of soul bones; it may even lead to obtaining more soul bones.

The following morning, Yang Yun personally visited the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School; Xiao Wu was granted the right to leave Blue Tyrant Academy and temporarily return to the Shrek Seven Devils.

Both sides are heading towards their respective destinations.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

At this moment, Ning Fengzhi was still taking stock of the materials in his inventory, preparing to provide them to Tang San to create the first batch of hidden weapons for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Unexpectedly, Yang Yun would personally visit at this time.

This was quite unexpected.

"Sect Leader Yang's presence is a great honor for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School; I, Ning, am also overjoyed." Ning Fengzhi greeted the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School with a gentle and warm smile.

Ning Fengzhi personally went out to greet him; only his student, Xue Qinghe, the current Crown Prince of the Tiandou Empire, received such treatment.

Yang Yun greeted Ning Fengzhi, and the two exchanged pleasantries as they entered the hall.

Ning Fengzhi was still thinking about his hidden weapons and didn't have much energy to spend exchanging pleasantries with Yang Yun.

It's no wonder he lost his patience; it's just that this is a critical moment. Hidden weapons are extremely important for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's safe transition in the early and middle stages.

"I don't know what wind blew Sect Leader Yang here; please tell me frankly, I really can't fathom Sect Leader Yang's exquisite thoughts."

While Ning Fengzhi was making inquiries, he also subtly gave Yang Yun a hand.

Yang Yun didn't say anything, but silently took out all the hidden weapons belonging to Bie San from the soul tool and placed them on the ground.

"I heard from your daughter, Ning Rongrong, that your family seems quite interested in these trinkets; and that you even spent a lot of money to order them?"

Ning Fengzhi recalled something and couldn't help but laugh awkwardly.

Looking at Yang Yun with genuine emotion, he said, "Sect Master Yang is right. You also know that my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, as a pure support-type Soul Master, has completely given up combat ability."

"These little gadgets in Sect Master Yang's hands are enough to allow the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School members to safely overcome most of the dangers in the early stages of cultivation, greatly increasing their chances of survival; this is very important to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."

"My daughter Rongrong once told me that Sect Leader Yang had unexpectedly obtained a new batch of immortal-grade medicinal herbs; however, Feng Zhi alone is not enough to defeat all the disciples of the sect."

"I was first the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and then Ning Fengzhi; therefore, in order to order the first batch of hidden weapons as soon as possible, I simply do not have enough funds to purchase another immortal-grade medicinal herb in a short period of time; please forgive me, Sect Leader Yang."

"It's not that Fengzhi doesn't want to, but that he can't."

Having said that, Ning Fengzhi probably understood what Yang Yun was thinking.

He then added, "Recently, Gengxin City seems to have fallen into the hands of a new organization, which has greatly increased the cost of materials; the purchase of finished products is even more expensive. The cost of large-scale orders and materials was originally negligible for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."

"But the previous Qiluo Tulip Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect could be described as cutting off flesh and dripping blood; it wasn't exactly crippling, but we really didn't have the spare money to buy another one in a short time."

After hearing this, Yang Yun secretly chuckled to himself, realizing that the money had ultimately ended up in his own pocket.

(End of this chapter)