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Chapter 13: Bibi Dong Fights Tang Hao, A Little Interlude at School Admission
On the western edge of Saint Spirit Village, three dilapidated adobe houses stood silently.
A tattered plaque hung on the middle house of the three adobe houses, with a crude hammer drawn on it.
No one on the continent today would have imagined that Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao, once renowned throughout the land, would be holed up here as a poor blacksmith.
Inside the house, Tang Hao swung a hammer, forging a lump of iron the size of a human head, his hammer strokes so fast they left afterimages.
The pounding sound seemed to make the entire house tremble.
After a long while, the iron lump, originally the size of a human head, had been forged down to the size of a palm.
Looking at his masterpiece, a sharp glint flashed in Tang Hao's eyes.
It seems... his Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer Method hasn't deteriorated!
Thinking of his good son, Little San, who possessed innate full spirit power and twin spirits, Tang Hao's heart at this moment was filled with boundless ambition.
One day, he would surely lead Little San to destroy Spirit Hall, avenge Ah Yin, and then return to the Clear Sky Sect in glory.
Father and son would join forces to recreate the former splendor of the Clear Sky Sect!
However, before Tang San awakened his Spirit, Tang Hao never gave him any warmth, as if he wasn't his own son.
When Tang San was born, he fed him freshly boiled porridge. The money he earned was mostly spent on alcohol, never contributing to household expenses. From the age of four, Tang San had to learn to cook for himself, or he would go hungry.
Even after learning that Tang San had awakened a Blue Silver Grass with innate full spirit power, he remained indifferent, not even planning for him to become a Spirit Master.
Until... Tang San revealed he had another Spirit, the Clear Sky Hammer!
Immediately, Tang Hao gave Tang San a big hug and said with deep affection, "Son, my son!"
For a Sect servant, Tang Hao dreamed of returning to the Clear Sky Sect.
And his good son, Little San, became his only hope for avenging himself against Spirit Hall and returning to the Clear Sky Sect.
It was precisely because of his good son that Tang Hao, who had been decadent for several years, decided to change himself.
It was time for the title of Clear Sky Douluo to shine across the continent once more!
Just as Tang Hao was filled with ambition.
Beside him, the forge fire suddenly extinguished.
Tang Hao's eyes instantly narrowed, and he gazed into the distance.
Just now, he had felt an incredibly strong spirit power fluctuation.
This fluctuation was definitely from a Titled Douluo!
In just a second, his body had entered a state of alert, the hand holding the hammer tightened abruptly, and his knuckles cracked like popping beans.
His spirit power, dormant for many years, boiled at this moment.
Tang Hao let out a low roar, his expression extremely grim.
"So many years, I didn't expect those scoundrels from Spirit Hall to still find this place!"
Before his words finished, Tang Hao's body suddenly vanished from its spot as if by Teleportation.
At the same time, above Saint Spirit Village.
The elegant and noble Bibi Dong looked at the disheveled Tang Hao, her expression slightly stunned, then she let out a soft laugh.
"I didn't expect it, the once Clear Sky Douluo is now so down and out!"
If it weren't for the fact that a small Nuoding City had three innate full spirit power users, she probably wouldn't have discovered Tang Hao's whereabouts.
"You are..."
"Bibi Dong!" Tang Hao looked at the newcomer, his eyes slightly narrowed, a hint of killing intent flashing within them.
He hadn't expected the person to be the new Supreme Pontiff of Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong!
Although he knew the identity of the newcomer, Tang Hao's emotions remained largely undisturbed.
So what if she was the Supreme Pontiff?
He, Tang Hao, hadn't not killed one before!
After killing her, he would take Little San and leave this place!
Tang Hao thought to himself.
"Hehe, you don't need to know who I am, you only need to know..."
"I am here to kill you!"
Bibi Dong waved her hand!
The next moment, spirit rings rose one after another from beneath her feet.
The speed was not fast, but with each spirit ring that appeared, Bibi Dong's aura became more profound.
Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Purple, Black, Black, Black, Black, Red!
Looking at the incredibly eerie blood-red spirit ring on Bibi Dong, Tang Hao's eyes revealed an expression of disbelief.
Red!
A hundred-thousand-year spirit ring!
...At the same moment, an exquisite carriage had slowly arrived at the entrance of Notting Academy.
"Children, we've arrived at Notting Academy, everyone get out!"
Qi Tian called into the carriage, and Qi Lin and the other two immediately jumped out.
Stretching lazily, Qi Lin looked at the tall archway in front of him with a languid expression and said to Qi Tian, "Alright, Dad, we can go in by ourselves now."
"Alright then!"
Qi Tian shrugged. If Qi Lin wanted to go in by himself, he was happy to take it easy.
Anyway, they were at the academy, what danger could there be?
After seeing Qi Tian off, Qi Lin and the other two went to the guards standing on either side of the archway.
The guards' faces initially looked displeased, even a little annoyed.
Qi Yue, seeing the guard's expression, shivered all over, startled.
After all, he was just an ordinary six-year-old child.
However, after the three of them walked over, the guard quickly adjusted his emotions.
As a guard, knowing how to judge people was a basic skill.
He saw that the three children had disembarked from a luxurious carriage, especially the two children walking in front; both their attire and demeanor suggested they weren't from ordinary families.
So, the guard bowed slightly and smiled at Qi Lin and Xiao Wu, greeting them warmly, "Little friends, you look unfamiliar. Are you new students at Notting Academy this year?"
Qi Lin nodded slightly.
The guard continued, "Then please show your Spirit Hall certificates to older brother, otherwise older brother can't let you pass."
After hearing this, Qi Lin glanced at the two people beside him, then took out his Spirit Hall certificate from his satchel.
Xiao Wu and Qi Yue followed suit.
The guard first looked at Qi Lin's Spirit Hall certificate. When he saw the words 'Mutated Blue Silver Grass, Innate spirit power Rank 10' clearly written on it, his expression stiffened slightly.
Blue Silver Grass, and another damn Blue Silver Grass!
I must be seeing ghosts today, encountering two innate full spirit power Blue Silver Grass users in a row?
Remembering the country bumpkin from not long ago, the guard's gaze towards Qi Lin immediately lost some of its previous warmth, but he also knew that this child didn't look easy to provoke, so he just said indifferently.
"Alright, you've passed!"
Then, the guard looked at Xiao Wu's and Qi Yue's Spirit Master certificates.
Seeing that Xiao Wu's certificate also showed innate full spirit power, the guard's eyes had already turned to a faint mockery, and he thought to himself:
"These noble lords sure have good methods, they can even bribe Spirit Hall to forge Spirit Master certificates?"
As he thought about it, the guard felt a bit envious.
Apparently, the guard misunderstood Qi Lin's identity, mistaking him for a young master from a noble family.
As for the last one, Qi Yue, the guard just glanced at him indifferently and let him pass.
Innate Rank 1 spirit power, and a work-study student—now that's normal!
After Qi Lin and the other two walked away, the guard continued whistling, ready to welcome the next student's registration.
On the other side, Xiao Wu let out a light hmph, her face full of displeasure.
"Why did that guard's attitude change so much?"
"At first he was so enthusiastic, almost fawning, and then he seemed to be mocking us."
"Xiao Wu Jie really wants to beat him up."
Qi Lin smiled and patted Xiao Wu's head, saying, "Xiao Wu, you're a girl, don't be so hot-tempered."
Xiao Wu lifted her fair little chin and let out a light hmph, seemingly proud, as if to say:
I'm not listening, the turtle is chanting scriptures!