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

Chapter 47 is still scheming

Several days passed in a flash, and the matter continued to escalate.

Barak Kingdom, Shrek Academy.

Lan Minghua lay comfortably on the rooftop, basking in the sun, but his face was full of melancholy.

It's unreasonable that no one is causing trouble.

"That's strange. Where are the people from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School? Ning Fengzhi died at my hands. Shouldn't they be coming here triumphantly to seek revenge? Why aren't they making any move at all?"

Actually, Lan Minghua could understand why the people from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School didn't come to seek revenge.

After all, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was able to maintain its position among the top three sects not because of its own strength, but because of Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo.

Now that Sword Douluo has lost both arms, he is essentially a cripple.

Even with the soul power of a titled Douluo, he's practically a cripple.

Bone Douluo is even less powerful than Sword Douluo.

Even Sword Douluo was no match for him; if he came to seek revenge, he would only be offering himself up as cannon fodder.

The Spirit Hall's continued silence puzzled Lan Minghua.

"Something's not right, something's definitely not right. Why hasn't the Spirit Hall come looking for trouble? Are they afraid?"

Lan Minghua narrowed his eyes, sensing a hint of conspiracy.

I've crippled Yue Guan and Gui Mei, so logically the Spirit Hall, or rather Bibi Dong, would never let this go.

After all, the chrysanthemum and ghost shadow on the papal decree refer to Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei.

Taking action against the two of them would be tantamount to slapping the Spirit Hall in the face.

But why hasn't the Spirit Hall made any move after so long?

Could it be that the Spirit Hall didn't discover my location?

No, absolutely not.

Lan Minghua had just conceived this idea when he rejected it himself.

The Spirit Hall couldn't possibly be unaware of his location.

In fact, the day he attacked Tang Hao, he had already caught the attention of the Spirit Hall.

Otherwise, Yue Guan and Gui Mei wouldn't have invited him to be an elder of the Spirit Hall.

Just as Lan Minghua was racking his brains, he suddenly saw Yu Xiaogang instructing Tang San and the others to run while carrying stones.

Suddenly, Lan Minghua realized something.

"Yu Xiaogang? Yu? The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan?!"

Lan Minghua suddenly remembered a sentence, and that sentence might be the key point.

The three upper clans are of the same lineage!

"The three upper sects are like branches of the same tree," that seems to be Ning Fengzhi's words. Although there is a relationship between the three upper sects, the actual relationship is not as close as being like branches of the same tree.

Thinking of this, Lan Minghua roughly guessed why the people from the Spirit Hall and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School hadn't attacked him.

Although the relationship between the three sects is not as good as it is said, neither the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect nor the Clear Sky Sect has come out to deny it.

Because they are all wary of the Spirit Hall.

The ambitions of the Spirit Hall were long ago seen through by the three upper sects.

Because of this ambition, the three upper sects are destined to stand on the opposite side of the Spirit Hall.

In one-on-one combat, none of the three upper sects are a match for the Spirit Hall.

Therefore, when Ning Fengzhi said that the three upper sects were of one mind, neither the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect nor the Haotian Sect came out to deny it.

Because they knew that this statement would make them wary of the Spirit Hall, while also making the Spirit Hall wary of them.

Therefore, that statement was entirely beneficial to the three sects, so how could they not use it?

The Spirit Hall did not take action against Lan Minghua because it wanted to see whether the three upper sects were truly united.

If the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and the Clear Sky Clan do not offer any assistance to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, then the idea that the three upper clans are all in cahoots is a joke.

If the three sects are truly of one mind, then they will have no choice but to take action against me.

The Spirit Hall clearly knew my strength and wanted me to fight the three upper sects to the death so that it could reap the benefits.

That's quite a scheme!

Lan Minghua chuckled as he thought of this.

I finally understand why the Spirit Hall and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School haven't made any moves.

Because everyone is waiting, everyone is calculating.

The Spirit Hall isn't taking action because they're not in a hurry.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School didn't make a move because they weren't strong enough and were afraid their lies would be exposed.

Their scheming caused Lan Minghua no loss whatsoever.

"You can keep dragging this out. The reputation of the Heavenly Dragon Gang has already been established. The longer you hold out, the more people will think you're afraid of the Heavenly Dragon Gang."

Lan Minghua knew very well that once the news of Ning Fengzhi's death spread, his name and that of the Tianlong Gang would also be spread.

Since the Spirit Hall and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School did not take any action, others naturally assumed that they were afraid of the strength of the Heavenly Dragon Gang.

Lan Minghua wouldn't object to such free, no-cost advertising.

"You can keep dragging this out. For me, that's truly all benefit and no harm."

Lan Minghua was initially a little worried, after all, his overall strength was equivalent to a level 98 Title Douluo, which was not truly invincible on the continent.

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Even with a variety of martial arts skills, it's not necessarily possible to bridge the gap at that level.

If Qian Daoliu were to personally take action, the outcome of the battle would be uncertain.

But there's no need to worry about that now.

Seeing that the performance had reached 49% completion, Lan Minghua's last bit of concern disappeared.

"We'll meet force with force and water with earth. Just keep at it."

From then on, Lan Minghua stopped paying attention to the actions of the Spirit Hall and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and continued to lay low and teach his disciples.

In Shrek Academy, Yu Xiaogang looked at Lan Minghua lying on the roof and felt very envious.

After all, his disciples were all geniuses who were no less than Tang San, or even surpassed Tang San.

"Damn it, if those people had become my disciples, all my theories would have been proven true. It's a pity they chose Lan Minghua, who knows absolutely nothing about martial spirits, as their master."

Yu Xiaogang only dared to mutter these words to himself, not daring to say them aloud.

After all, he had personally witnessed Ning Feng die in front of him.

Lan Minghua treated even the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School like a chicken, while he was merely the son of the sect leader of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon School, a fact that not many people knew.

What kind of deterrent power does such a status have?

Moreover, Oscar and his group aren't fools; they wouldn't abandon a powerful Title Douluo to become a disciple of a Great Soul Master.

For the sake of his own life, Yu Xiaogang dared not easily poach people.

However, he did not give up. He wanted to train Tang San and the others to be even stronger than Oscar and the others, so that Oscar and the others would be tempted.

After all, he had great confidence in his theories and his teaching of his disciples, believing that all geniuses should listen to them.

Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang was overjoyed.

With a stern face, he lectured Tang San and the others who were carrying stones on their backs: "You guys run faster, or you'll be overtaken by those lazybones!"

Upon hearing this, Lan Minghua on the rooftop glanced at Yu Xiaogang.

And he uttered two words: "Idiot."

Yu Xiaogang was unaware that Oscar and Zhu Zhuqing were already at level 40, and Meng Yiran was already at level 39.

Among Tang San and his group, Dai Mubai, who had the highest soul power, was only level 37.

Moreover, the advantages brought by the herb will last for a long time.

What will Tang San and his companions use to chase after them?

Go chase after them!

Also, you, Yu Xiaogang, said that Oscar and his friends are lazier than Tang San and his friends.

That's just poverty limiting your imagination.

When did weight training become such a low-level method that it requires carrying stones?

Lan Minghua didn't even give Yu Xiaogang a second glance, given his short hair and limited knowledge.

If Oscar and his group were indeed deceived by Yu Xiaogang, then such a foolish disciple is better off not being taken.

Oscar and his two companions, who were training with their gravity-sensing bracelets not far away, couldn't help but twitch at the corners of their mouths upon hearing this.

"Pah, that old bastard is giving us a rundown. If he weren't a friend of the dean, I'd love to slap him across the face."

(End of this chapter)