In Douluo Continent, there is a proper way to die.

Chapter 123 Flanders

In the dilapidated little shop, a middle-aged man with a cunning face and black-rimmed crystal glasses lay on an old recliner, slowly rocking his body, making a "creaking" sound that clearly echoed in this quiet space.

He carried two small cloth bags, weighed them in his hands, and the gold soul coins inside the bags clinked together, making a crisp sound. He made a rough estimate and had a general idea of ​​what they were.

"Those two kids... I suppose you introduced them to Soto City," the middle-aged man said wistfully. "They've entrusted their apprentices to me. Perhaps it's time for our 'Golden Trio' to reunite. You've finally stopped hiding from us, haven't you?"

Flander knew that the fact that the child had been given even the belt meant that the child held a very important place in Yu Xiaogang's eyes. He knew that the man wouldn't just leave the child in his hands so easily, and that Yu Xiaogang would definitely come looking for him sooner or later.

...Sigh, if I had known he was his disciple, I wouldn't have ripped off that kid. I thought he was just a greenhorn and was planning to fleece him, but now I've ended up ripping off my own people.

Flander shook his head, but as someone who loved money more than anything, he had no intention of returning the two hundred gold soul coins to Tang San. His shabby shop didn't make much money to begin with, and since he had already ripped them off, asking him to return them was just wishful thinking.

Anyway, they'll all be students in his college in the future, and the money he earns will eventually become resources spent on the students, it's all the same.

Thinking about it this way, Flander felt even more at ease accepting Tang San's money, completely unaware that the academy cafeteria served nothing but pig feed, with no meat for three meals a day. If it weren't for the subsidies from the Spirit Hall that allowed the students to go to the city for extra meals, they would all be suffering from malnutrition.

"Teacher! Teacher! Something terrible has happened!!" The shop door was pushed open forcefully, and the dilapidated wooden door slammed against the wall with a loud, ominous sound, as if it had fallen apart. A cloud of dust was also shaken down from the ceiling.

Flander, who was still fiddling with the two cloth bags in his hands, was startled and almost dropped them before looking at the door with annoyance.

Entering through the shop's main entrance was a short, chubby boy with short hair, small eyes, and a small mustache resembling a rat's whisker.

"Spit it out!" Flander put away the two cloth bags, glared at him, and the newcomer was none other than his personal disciple Ma Hongjun. It was currently the enrollment period for Shrek Academy, and classes had not yet started, so the students' lives were still quite relaxed, even though there were only three students in the entire school at the moment, and the number of teachers even exceeded the number of students.

"Dai... Boss Dai!" Ma Hongjun seemed to have run all the way here, panting heavily, but his face was filled with extreme fear, and he stammered, unable to utter a complete sentence.

"What's wrong with Mu Bai?!" Flander, seeing his appearance, knew something was wrong. His heart sank. He rose from the recliner and channeled his soul power into Ma Hongjun's body, trying to calm his disciple down. "Speak slowly!"

He glanced at the sky outside the window. The sun had already set, and it was already evening. At this time of day, Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun should have been "enjoying themselves" in that kind of place.

Soon, realizing his teacher was right in front of him, Ma Hongjun finally calmed down a bit, but his face was still pale, and he looked frightened. He hurriedly said, "T-Teacher, Dai... Boss Dai has been crippled!"

"What?!" Flander's voice suddenly rose several octaves, and his face turned ugly.

Shrek Academy already had very few students. If things continued like this, he would have to close the academy down after teaching the next class. The only way to revive his academy was to gather seven "little monsters" to participate in the next Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament two years later. He hoped they could achieve outstanding results in the competition, thereby establishing the name of "Monster Academy" and attracting new generation soul masters from all over the continent to come and learn from it.

But now, Ma Hongjun suddenly tells him that Dai Mubai has been crippled?!

You see, he had high hopes for Dai Mubai. That kid was already a level 37 Soul Master, at the "intermediate strength" level of the Soul Master class. Powerful figures wouldn't come to a place like this. Logically speaking, in Soto City, apart from the people of the Spirit Hall and the City Lord's Mansion, there shouldn't be anyone who would dare to attack him. But he was, after all, a Soul Saint. Usually, the Spirit Hall and the City Lord's Mansion would give him some face. Who would dare to lay a hand on his student?!

A fierce glint appeared in Flander's eyes. He immediately grabbed Ma Hongjun's hand and walked out of the shop. Then, a pair of jet-black wings appeared behind him, and seven spirit rings, two yellow, two purple, and three black, floated behind him. The third spirit ring was flashing. He pulled Ma Hongjun into the air.

"Come on! Show me the way, I'll go see what's going on!"

"Teacher, please...please slow down...it's the food street area!"

"Enough nonsense. You have a Phoenix Martial Soul, after all. You'll need to learn to fly after you become a Soul Master. Consider this a preview!"

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With a whooshing sound, two figures, one tall and one short, descended from the sky; they were Flander and Ma Hongjun.

As soon as Flander landed, he frowned. For no other reason than that a group of people had already formed a circle not far away, creating a cordon that kept the onlookers out.

He could see the unconscious Dai Mubai inside the blockade, and the people forming the blockade were actually from both the City Lord's Mansion and the Spirit Hall.

"Flander? We just sent people to your academy to look for you, and you're here so quickly?" The people from the City Lord's Mansion knew that Flander didn't want to deal with the Spirit Hall, so they came over first and waved to him. "Hurry up and take your young master Dai away, tsk tsk tsk, he's in such a sorry state..."

"My lord," Flander's mind raced, his brows relaxed, and his gloomy expression instantly brightened, adopting a fawning demeanor. He secretly produced a few gold soul coins from somewhere and slipped them into the other man's hand. "Could you tell me what exactly happened to Mu Bai? How could he end up like this? He was, after all, a student of our academy. How am I supposed to explain this to his family? Sigh..."

Seeing his state, the man from the city lord's mansion in front of him secretly stuffed the gold soul coins into his pocket, pulled him back, shook his head at him, and whispered something that only the two of them could hear.

"Flander, don't blame us for not warning you before. Young Master Dai used to like to flirt with women in Soto City. Now look what's happened. He's messed with someone he can't afford to offend. I can't say more. The other party has a very powerful background. We were originally going to take Young Master Dai to jail, but now that he's in this state, if we really take him back, he'll probably die there. I can give you face and let him go, but it seems that the Spirit Hall is not very willing to release him."

This person's status was not high enough for him to know Dai Mubai's background; he only knew that Dai Mubai was a playboy from a wealthy family.

"Thank you." Flander clasped his hands in a salute, and then, led by the other party, led Ma Hongjun through the blockade and saw the situation inside.

Dai Mubai was already unconscious, his legs spread open in an indecent manner, and blood was gushing from his crotch, soaking his pants red. After so much time, it had now dried.

Flander narrowed his eyes. He could tell at a glance that Dai Mubai's genitals had been crushed, and he could even vaguely see traces of repeated crushing. In addition, he could tell that the person was wearing high heels, and that the one who ruined Dai Mubai's manhood was a woman.

Ma Hongjun glanced at it once, and his face turned even paler. He involuntarily covered his groin with both hands, his eyelids twitched, and he had a phantom pain.

The healing-type Soul Master from the Spirit Hall was squatting beside him, painfully performing a healing Soul Skill to stop Dai Mubai's bleeding, amidst the gloating gazes of his colleagues, to prevent him from bleeding to death here.

Flanders shifted his gaze and suddenly exclaimed "Huh?" as he saw two familiar faces.

They were the young boy and girl who had come to his shop before and bought that broken crystal; they were his old friend's disciples.

The boy seemed to have been treated by the Spirit Hall's healing-type spirit masters, as there were still traces of twisted flesh and blood all over his body. He was holding the girl who was also unconscious, his eyes were lifeless, his face was full of dejection, and his body was curled up in a ball, as if he was afraid of something.

Flander hesitated for a few seconds, then went forward to check on Dai Mubai's condition. He breathed a sigh of relief when he found that the other party's cultivation was still intact.

As soon as Ma Hongjun entered, he shouted at him, "Brother Dai is useless!" which startled him. He thought Dai Mubai's cultivation had been destroyed. Thank goodness.

"Let me make this clear from the start, Flander. My abilities are limited. Stopping his bleeding is already the limit," the Spirit Hall's healing-type Spirit Master said with a grim expression, pointing to the three spirit rings—white, yellow, and black—behind him. "I'm just a Spirit Master, don't expect me to cure that thing of his."

"It's not a big problem, as long as his cultivation is still intact," Flander felt a little relieved. He then looked at the distraught-looking boy and stepped forward, saying, "Kid, you're the master's disciple, right? Can you tell me what happened here?"

He didn't think the child had a conflict with Dai Mubai. Although the girl beside him was quite beautiful, judging from their clothes, they didn't seem to be any "big shots" who could alarm both the City Lord's Mansion and the Spirit Hall. Most importantly, Xiao Wu wasn't wearing "high heels," and there was no blood on her feet.

The healing-type Soul Master from the Spirit Hall couldn't help but curl his lips. He was the one who had to endure the disgust to stop Dai Mubai's bleeding. Support-type Soul Masters were already a minority in the Soul Master world, and healing-type Soul Masters were even rarer. The City Lord's Mansion in Soto City didn't have any healing-type Soul Masters. Only the Spirit Hall had a full complement of them. Yet this Flander didn't even say "thank you" to him. He simply ignored him. He was truly heartless.

Tang San seemed not to have heard Flander's words, still looking lost in thought. At this moment, he was in the midst of a mental storm, his mind filled with the image of Yin Lan, and his heart was filled with immense fear.

Not long after Yinlan and the others left, he endured the excruciating pain and removed the dragon whisker needles from various parts of his body. However, his anxious mood could not be calmed down, and he did not even notice the crowd surrounding him.

Who exactly is that girl? Why does she know about my Tang Clan's hidden weapons, and even possess the "Purple Demon Eye"?

She also mentioned "the devil's dread," could it be that she, like me, has lived two lives and traveled here? Was she also a member of the Tang Clan in her previous life?

Why won't she leave me alone even after I've been transported to this world?! Is she trying to judge me?!

No, no one can judge me! I'm innocent!

Tang San bit his lip so hard that it even drew bright red blood. He hugged Xiao Wu tightly in his arms, his eyes bloodshot, as if they were about to jump out of their sockets.

Heaven has been so unfair to him! He is clearly more talented, and he even created the long-lost Tang Sect's number one hidden weapon, the Buddha's Wrath Tang Lotus, an unimaginable achievement that those good-for-nothings could never master in their entire lives. However, because of his background as an outer disciple, he can only secretly cultivate like a rat!

The Xuan Tian Bao Lu (Mysterious Heavenly Treasure Record) should have belonged to him! Only he could lead the Tang Clan to glory!

"Oh no, this kid has been tricked!" Flander's expression changed, and he stepped forward and patted Tang San on the back of the neck. The latter's eyes rolled back and he collapsed unconscious.

What's wrong with this child? How can someone so young have such a serious emotional problem? What exactly happened here?

Flander frowned and tried to leave with the others, but as soon as he made a move, everyone from the Spirit Hall looked at him.

...The Spirit Hall of Soto City is not a place where filth and evil are tolerated, and its enforcement team has always been upright and incorruptible. As the people from the City Lord's Mansion have said before, this entanglement was caused by Mu Bai, and the Spirit Hall is unlikely to release him.

Furthermore, Mu Bai has offended a very important figure this time. Although it is unknown which faction he belongs to, this connection will attract even more attention from the Spirit Hall.

Flander knew things were going badly. He wasn't confident he could protect Ma Hongjun, Dai Mubai, Tang San, and Xiao Wu while forcibly breaking through the encirclement, especially since three of the four children were already unconscious!

Just then, a burly voice rang out from outside the blockade: "Flander? You're here too? They said Mu Bai got into trouble, so I came to see what happened!"

The group couldn't help but look outside. The newcomer was an ordinary-looking but muscular man. He casually pushed aside the people in charge of blocking the way. Although he didn't have a martial spirit attached to him, his powerful strength was unstoppable.

"Old Zhao." A smile appeared on Flander's face.

The people from the Spirit Hall all looked at their leader, and when he shook his head, they all made way.

Two Soul Saints, one of whom is the renowned "Immovable King" Zhao Wuji in the Soul Master world, are beyond the scope of their handling.

However, Zhao Wuji was already on the Spirit Hall's marked list. It's just that he hasn't caused any trouble over the years, so they haven't bothered him. The Spirit Hall of Soto City has maintained a certain tacit understanding over the years. As long as they don't break off relations, there is no danger today.

Anyway, as that person said, to avoid unnecessary sacrifices, we should stop here.

The people from the City Lord's Mansion and the Spirit Hall watched silently as Flander and Zhao Wuji led Dai Mubai, Tang San, and Xiao Wu away from the scene.

(End of this chapter)