Chapter 208: Shrek Academy VS Canghui Academy
Upon hearing this, Grandmaster's face turned pale and then red, especially after being exposed in front of everyone, which made him feel extremely ashamed and indignant. However, for the sake of that slim hope, he still endured the humiliation and said:
"No! Dong'er, listen to me! As long as you are willing to tell me the cultivation method of twin spirits, I promise you! I can guarantee with my integrity that Tang San... he will never be an enemy of the Spirit Hall! He will not seek revenge on the Spirit Hall!"
"You promise me? Guarantee with your integrity?"
Bibi Dong was completely enraged by Grandmaster's shameless promise, especially the word "Dong'er," which ignited the anger and resentment that had been building up in her heart for a long time.
"Yu Xiaogang! Your integrity became worthless the day you left me for your ridiculous sister!"
At this point, she suddenly stopped the jewel-encrusted papal scepter in her hand!
"Boom—!"
Instantly, a vast and boundless soul power, accompanied by overwhelming rage, erupted like a tangible shockwave from the spot where the scepter had struck the ground!
Grandmaster didn't even have time to react; as if struck head-on by an invisible giant hammer, he screamed and was sent flying backward, crashing heavily into the solid wall behind him with a muffled thud before finally sliding to the ground.
"Pfft—!"
He coughed up a mouthful of blood, his chest writhing in excruciating pain. His recently repaired internal organs seemed to shift again, and his vision blurred.
"Get out of here immediately!"
Bibi Dong roared, her voice devoid of emotion. "Say another word, and I won't hesitate to end the new life the Rakshasa God just bestowed upon you!"
Seeing Bibi Dong's fury and murderous intent, Grandmaster dared not linger for even a moment.
Suppressing the excruciating pain in his chest, he didn't even bother to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. Like a stray dog, he hurriedly turned around, practically using both hands and feet to pull open the heavy palace door, and fled the bedchamber without daring to look back.
Moments later, the heavy palace door slowly closed behind Grandmaster, isolating his disheveled figure.
Silence returned to the bedchamber, leaving only the lingering ripples of soul energy and a faint smell of blood in the air.
However, only a few breaths after Grandmaster left, Bibi Dong, whose face had been icy and menacing, swayed slightly.
The coldness on her face seemed to melt away instantly, replaced by a deep weariness and an indescribable complex emotion.
She didn't leave. Instead, she walked step by step to the magnificent bed where Grandmaster had just lain, still retaining a trace of warmth and scent. Then, she stretched out her slender, white fingers and gently stroked the soft bedding, her movements carrying a gentleness incongruous with her Pope status.
Immediately afterward, Bibi Dong slowly turned to her side and lay down on the bed, curling up and burying her face in the pillow still carrying Grandmaster's scent.
"Xiaogang, I'm sorry… I can only… help you this way…"
"Only in this way, by making you completely fall and bind you to the Rakshasa God, can I save your life. I hope… you won't blame me."
A barely audible, choked murmur echoed in the empty, silent bedchamber, filled with pain and helplessness.
"As for Tang San, and that Tang Chuan who suddenly appeared…"
"They must die."
This vulnerability lasted only a moment.
When Bibi Dong raised her head again, her purple eyes were once again filled with coldness, and beneath that coldness lay an incredibly intense killing intent.
...
A few days later, at the Heaven Dou Grand Soul Arena.
The huge circular arena was still bustling with activity, the enthusiastic atmosphere like an inextinguishable flame. The soul-guided lights illuminated the central arena as bright as day, the stands were packed, flags of various academies fluttered in the wind, and countless spectators' faces were filled with excitement and anticipation.
The host's passionate voice resounded throughout the arena through the amplified soul-guided speakers:
"The 26th round of the preliminary rounds, Shrek Academy versus Canghui Academy!"
"Boom—!"
The moment his words fell, the entire Grand Arena erupted in a thunderous roar of applause, cheers, and heated discussions!
"Shrek Academy! They're finally back!"
"I heard their core players haven't played in several matches, will they field their full strength today?"
"Tang San and Grandmaster haven't shown up, what's going on?"
"Canghui Academy isn't weak either, their gem spirits are troublesome to coordinate!"
"I'm optimistic about Shrek, after all, they have Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing!"
"It's hard to say, Shrek's form seems to be fluctuating lately, Canghui might pull off an upset!"
Discussions surged like a tide across the stands, everyone speculating about the outcome of the match. Shrek Academy, due to their previous performance and Grandmaster's reputation, has always been under intense scrutiny. Despite recent negative rumors and the absence of their core players, they still have a large following.
Canghui Academy, with their unique gem spirits and excellent teamwork, has been a dark horse in the preliminaries, not to be underestimated.
At this moment, in a designated viewing area, the players from Tianxing Academy and Tianshui Academy were sitting together, the atmosphere harmonious.
After the previous battle of souls and the subsequent exchanges, especially after Shui Yu'er finally confirmed that Tang Chuan was the mysterious blue-haired boy who had saved her from a soul beast attack on the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest many years ago, the two academies have become friends!
Shui Yu'er even sat next to Tang Chuan, her pretty face adorned with a bright smile, talking to him in hushed tones, occasionally covering her mouth and giggling, her eyes filled with a subtle, almost imperceptible, affection.
This scene drew many sidelong glances from the surrounding spectators, who secretly wondered why these two powerful academies had suddenly become so friendly.
Meanwhile, in Shrek Academy's exclusive viewing area, the atmosphere was completely different.
Flander adjusted his signature crystal glasses, his sharp gaze fixed on the strange formation of the seven members of Canghui Academy on the fighting stage. His face was somewhat gloomy as he muttered, "It seems these little monsters will be a tough opponent in this match."
"Boss, are you being too nervous? According to the data, only one of the seven from Canghui Academy is a Soul Master who has just broken through to level 40; the other six are only Soul Venerables in their thirties. Tang San and the others are all Soul Masters; their strength should be overwhelming, right?"
Standing beside him, the burly Zhao Wujie, with a bear-like build, chimed in gruffly.
Zhao Wujie was confident in his students' strength.
Especially Tang San, Dai Mubai, and Zhu Zhuqing, his mainstays. In his view, dealing with a team with only one Soul Master should be a piece of cake.
Flander shook his head, pointed to the strange formation of Canghui Academy, and said in a deep voice,
"Wujie, look at their formation, and the arrogance in their eyes. Canghui Academy is famous for its Gemstone Spirit. Individually, these spirits might not be top-tier, but they are extremely adept at teamwork, especially with certain fusion techniques or formations. I'm worried... they might have some trump card we don't know about, specifically designed to deal with Shrek Academy."
Just as he finished speaking, a deep voice came from behind him:
"This Canghui Academy shouldn't be underestimated. In previous matches, they only lost to Tianxing Academy, Shenfeng Academy, and Tianshui Academy."
Hearing this familiar voice, Flander's body trembled, and he turned around excitedly.
He saw a middle-aged man with a haggard face, sunken eyes, but eyes that were deeper than ever before, even carrying a hint of darkness, slowly walking towards them.
It was none other than Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang, who had been missing for several days!
"Xiaogang?!" Upon seeing the newcomer, Flander was both surprised and delighted. He rushed forward, grabbing Grandmaster's shoulders and scrutinizing him closely, his voice filled with concern.
"You...you're back? I heard from Little San and Haotian Douluo that you...you..."
Grandmaster raised his hand, waving it weakly, interrupting Flander. His voice carried a deliberately suppressed calm as he said, "The rest is a long story. I'll explain in detail when we get back to the academy. Now, let's watch the match."
Seeing that he was unwilling to elaborate, Flander, though full of doubts, nodded, forcibly suppressing the urge to press further.
However, the moment he approached Grandmaster, his nose twitched slightly involuntarily.
An extremely subtle yet undeniable stench of blood, mixed with a faint, chilling aura, entered his nostrils.
Immediately, Flander's expression changed slightly. As a flying beast spirit master, his sense of smell was far more acute than that of ordinary people. He frowned slightly, his gaze sharpening as he looked at Grandmaster, lowering his voice to ask,
"Xiaogang, why do you smell so strongly of blood?"
He paused, his nostrils flaring again, his tone becoming even more serious.
"This smell... it seems... to be the smell of human blood?!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Wujie, standing beside him, also widened his eyes in disbelief as he looked at Grandmaster.
The moment Flander asked that question, Grandmaster's face turned extremely ugly, even flashing with a hint of barely perceptible panic. His voice was hurried as he said,
"You... you're mistaken! There's no blood smell! It's... it's just some beast blood I accidentally picked up on the way back! Let's watch the match, let's watch the match first!"
At the same time, not far away, Tang Chuan, sitting with the Tianshui Academy group, also keenly detected the faint, incongruous smell of blood in the air with his powerful spiritual energy.
Immediately afterward, his brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.
This scent wasn't from a soul beast; it carried a chilling, deathly aura, more like… human blood, and human blood tainted with some ominous aura.
With a thought, his vast, ocean-like Blue Silver Domain instantly swept silently towards the direction from which the bloody scent emanated.
His immense spiritual power, like a precise detector, swiftly pinpointed the source of the bloody scent: the Shrek Academy's spectator area, on the middle-aged man who had just appeared and whose face looked somewhat haggard!
Yu Xiaogang?!
"What?! How is he still alive?!"
A wave of shock surged through Tang Chuan's heart.
According to his plan and assessment, Grandmaster, whose spine had been shattered by his Blue Silver Emperor Spikes and whose Golden Sacred Dragon essence had been drained, had no chance of survival!
Even if Tang Hao had taken him away, he would at most have been kept alive.
It was impossible for him to be able to move freely here like this!
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