Douluo Continent: My life is ruined, but I become stronger by taking on disciples.

Chapter 44: The Incident Escalates, the Heavenly Dragon Gang Is About to Appear

Barak Kingdom, Shrek Academy.

Oscar swallowed hard as he watched Lan Minghua's retreating figure.

This was the first time he had ever seen Lan Minghua so angry that he killed Ning Rongrong's father.

Not only that, even Sword Douluo had his arms severed by his most proficient sword.

Even if a person is still alive, their Dao heart is shattered, and they are completely reduced to a useless person.

Oscar asked in a trembling voice as he watched Lan Minghua walking ahead whistling.

"Master, why do you harbor such great hostility towards the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?"

Lan Minghua rolled his eyes and said speechlessly, "You're still young and don't understand the reasons behind it, so I don't blame you."

Oscar was frantically pulling at his hair, almost tearing it bald, but still couldn't figure it out.

In his understanding, at most, Ning Rongrong complained to Sword Douluo and asked him to leave for her.

Then there is no more then.

"Master, what exactly is the reason?!"

Lan Minghua didn't answer Oscar's question, and said softly, "I'm too lazy to explain. Figure it out yourself."

Oscar was on the verge of tears, feeling that his master had neglected him since he had a junior sister.

Just then, Zhu Zhuqing behind him explained, "Master is angry because the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School wants to use Master to gain fame."

As a member of the Netherworld Cat Clan of the Star Luo Empire, this is still quite evident.

Oscar was stunned; he hadn't expected that those few words contained such a wealth of information.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School wants to rise to fame by stepping on their master?!

He racked his brains but couldn't figure it out; he really wasn't very smart.

Lan Minghua was quite surprised to hear Zhu Zhuqing's explanation; he hadn't expected that a little girl like her could see that.

However, this only confirmed his suspicions.

Others weren't unaware that Ning Fengzhi was scheming; they knew, but simply didn't have the power to retaliate.

Even a twelve-year-old girl like Zhu Zhuqing knows this, so how could some old foxes from other forces not know?

After all, a certain immortal once said: Never underestimate the wisdom of others; only fools think others are foolish.

Ning Fengzhi, on the other hand, was the real idiot.

However, he has already paid the price for his foolishness, and it's too late to say anything now.

When Oscar learned the real reason, he was furious.

"Damn the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, they're such disgusting people."

Lan Minghua's decision not to kill Ning Rongrong and Sword Douluo was a testament to his good temper.

However, Oscar was unaware that the Sword Douluo and Ning Rongrong also had deeper meanings.

If the Tianlong Gang wants to quickly gain fame, it naturally needs numerous examples.

Because examples are the most powerful words.

Sword Douluo had both arms severed, so how could Ning Fengzhi possibly survive?

After all, the people of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School don't have much fighting power.

All they relied on were those powerful Soul Masters.

Therefore, sparing Ning Rongrong and Sword Douluo's lives was not due to Lan Minghua's overflowing compassion, but rather to ulterior motives.

If Sword Douluo and Ning Rongrong return to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, they will want to make a comeback and seek revenge.

Then Lan Minghua would have a legitimate reason to completely destroy the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

The Heavenly Dragon Gang will thus become a new force known to everyone on the continent.

"I deserve to die for doubting my master's actions!"

Oscar slapped himself for doubting his own master.

However, he quickly forgot about what had just happened and shamelessly asked, "Master, those two moves you made were too powerful. Do you have any even stronger sword techniques?"

"Some disciples do have it. Such powerful moves are certainly not limited to two moves; there are nine moves in total."

In an instant, Oscar's eyes sparkled, and he looked at Lan Minghua with a sycophantic expression.

"Teacher, what do you think? Can I learn swordsmanship from you? I want to be a handsome man like you."

Lan Minghua glanced at him and said, "Becoming a man as handsome as me isn't easy. Unless you're a born swordsmanship genius, but such people are one in a million."

"oi!"

Oscar roared and jumped to the side like an idiot.

He then condensed a sword with golden light and brandished it wildly.

After gesturing, he confidently said to Lan Minghua, "It's obvious that I'm this kind of person."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a fist slammed into Oscar's face, knocking him unconscious.

Lan Minghua chuckled softly, "It seems you're not."

After knocking Oscar unconscious with one punch, he told Zhu Zhuqing and the others to find a place to consolidate their soul power.

Zhu Zhuqing naturally dragged Oscar by the leg, leading him towards their usual training area.

Meng Yiran stared wide-eyed, utterly speechless.

"Master, is this how you always treat your eldest brother?!"

Zhu Zhuqing nodded gently, "Pretty much, anyway, Master really likes spending time with Oscar like this."

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These words completely changed Meng Yiran's impression of Title Douluo.

However, she didn't feel there was anything wrong with it; in fact, this kind of environment made her cultivation easier.

After some time, Sword Douluo used his last bit of strength to bring Ning Rongrong back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Bone Douluo, who was stationed at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, immediately sensed it.

"Why is Old Swordhead's aura so weak? And why can't I sense Feng Zhi's aura?"

Realizing something was wrong, Bone Douluo immediately opened a spatial portal and rushed over.

This trip almost scared him to death.

Seeing Sword Douluo with both arms severed and Ning Rongrong who had lost her spirit, a sense of unease welled up in Bone Douluo's heart.

He rushed over and caught Ning Rongrong, immediately asking, "Old Swordsman, what happened? Why are you so badly injured? And where's Feng Zhi? Where is he?!"

Sword Douluo's Dao Heart was already shattered, and with the added loss of blood, he fainted immediately.

Bone Douluo swiftly caught Sword Douluo, his heart filled with utter shock.

"Although I hate to admit it, I am no match for Old Swordhead. But who on earth has the strength to injure him like this? And Feng Zhi, he should be alright, right?"

As the sect leader of the three upper sects, Bone Douluo felt that no one would dare to kill Ning Fengzhi easily.

After all, killing him would mean making an enemy of the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

At that moment, Ning Rongrong could no longer suppress her fear and threw herself into Bone Douluo's arms, weeping bitterly.

"Waaaaah, Grandpa Bone, my dad is dead!"

"What! Feng Zhi is dead?!"

A thunderous roar seemed to ring in Bone Douluo's ears, shaking his entire body and leaving him frozen in place, as if he had been immobilized.

Meanwhile, inside the Spirit Hall.

Bibi Dong also learned the whole story from Yue Guan and Gui Mei.

"Damn it, I didn't expect him to actually refuse the Spirit Hall's invitation, and even seriously injure Yue Guan and Gui Mei!"

Bibi Dong's eyes were icy cold; she would never allow anyone to thwart the Spirit Hall's plans.

"Once I pass the Rakshasa God's test, the entire continent will be mine!"

She is currently undergoing the divine test of the Rakshasa God. Her strength has not yet reached its peak.

However, she would never let Lan Minghua, who had provoked the Spirit Hall, get away with it.

Just then, a deacon from the Spirit Hall rushed in from outside the hall in a panic.

"Your Holiness the Pope, something terrible has happened."

"What a flustered and disorderly manner!"

Bibi Dong, already furious, let out a cold shout, and the Spirit Hall deacon was instantly suppressed by the immense soul power.

Bibi Dong ignored him and said coldly, "Speak, what happened?"

The Spirit Hall deacon lay prostrate on the ground, his voice trembling, "The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's Sect Master, Ning Fengzhi, is dead!"

(End of this chapter)