[Sorry for two chapters only, I am low in Stock]
After watching the match, Dan Heng returned to the library.
The Blue Tyrant Battle Team had performed well, managing to defeat a stronger team despite their disadvantage. Of course, much of the credit belonged to his "wife."
He was genuinely happy for Gu Yuena.
After all, they had been married for quite some time now and had already developed feelings for each other.
He hadn't been seated for long when a set of footsteps approached him directly.
Looking up, he saw Yu Luomian walking towards him.
Gone was the excitement from their first meeting—his face was now stern, exuding an aggressive aura.
At a single glance, Dan Heng knew trouble had come knocking.
Yu Luomian stepped up to the service desk, giving Dan Heng a slight nod—his version of a greeting.
"Dan Heng, tell me, do you know who I am?"
Yu Luomian slightly lifted his chin, allowing Dan Heng to see only his jawline.
"…" Dan Heng didn't really feel like responding—this guy was just too arrogant.
However, the other party had come deliberately to make trouble, and avoiding it wouldn't solve anything.
If he used force to make Yu Luomian back off, he would shatter his peaceful life.
Asking Ning Fengzhi or "Xue Qinghe" for help was an option, but he didn't want to owe favors too often.
Seeing Dan Heng remain silent, Yu Luomian sneered:"Since you won't speak, I'll just tell you directly. I am Yu Luomian, the second-in-command of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan—one of the Upper Three Sects. A Soul Sage. Additionally, I hold the title of Honorary Marquis of the Heaven Dou Empire."
"If I stomp my foot, even Heaven Dou City will tremble."
"The gold soul coins that slip through my fingers could keep a city's commoners fed for a lifetime."
"Now, do you have a better understanding of who I am?"
Yu Luomian looked at Dan Heng with satisfaction.
There was no way Dan Heng could continue pretending to be ignorant now—the difference between them had already been laid bare in blood and power.
In front of a mere librarian, he was a colossus!
Dan Heng had only two options: bow down and grovel, or be crushed beneath his heel.
This was the enormous gap between them!
Yu Luomian stared at Dan Heng, waiting for him to show fear and drop to his knees, begging for mercy.
That way, he wouldn't have to resort to more drastic measures.
"…" Dan Heng simply looked at Yu Luomian with a calm expression, finding him nothing more than noisy.
Yu Luomian waited for a moment, but Dan Heng's face remained unchanged—there was no sign of fear or regret, not even the slightest emotional fluctuation.
Yu Luomian frowned. "Dan Heng, are you so scared that you've gone stupid?"
Dan Heng shook his head. "I already knew everything you just told me. So, why exactly are you here?"
"…"
This time, it was Yu Luomian who was at a loss for words.
Though he was arrogant and overbearing, he couldn't just expose his true intentions outright.
Was he supposed to say:I want to steal your wife. If you know what's good for you, back off now, or I'll deal with you later!
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan still had their pride, after all.
"You really don't know what I mean? Or are you just pretending to be ignorant?" Yu Luomian asked coldly.
Dan Heng shook his head. "Let me give you a piece of advice: 'Do not do unto others what you would not have them do unto you.' The evil you commit may ultimately come back to haunt you."
Dan Heng looked at Yu Luomian seriously—this was his warning.
If he didn't wake up and change his ways, things wouldn't end well for him, no matter what.
Yu Luomian nodded slightly, giving Dan Heng a deep look. "Alright, I understand your stance now."
"Dan Heng, I'll give you three days to think about it. Once the time is up…"
Yu Luomian let out a cold laugh before turning and leaving.
Dan Heng watched his departing figure, contemplating for a moment.
A malicious thought crossed his mind—should he just kill him?
Previously, he wouldn't have cared about such provocations.
But now that he knew Yu Luomian had his eyes on Gu Yuena…
He was furious. The fire in his chest had begun to burn away at his reason.
"You really dislike that guy?"
A voice suddenly rang out from behind him.
Dan Heng suppressed his emotions and turned around, only to see that at some point, Poison Douluo had entered the library.
The man was wearing a conical hat, obscuring his face.
They were indoors—why was he covering his face? That was suspicious in itself.
"Your Eminence, Poison Douluo, you're here to ask about progress, right? Unfortunately, I still haven't found a suitable treatment plan."
Dan Heng shook his head.
"…"
Poison Douluo was silent for a moment, looking at Dan Heng with a quiet sigh.
After a while, he smiled in a relaxed manner.
"That's to be expected. If I haven't found a solution in decades, how could you possibly figure it out in such a short time?"
"Dan Heng, thank you. You saved my granddaughter—I owe you a favor."
"If you hate that guy, I can kill him for you."
Poison Douluo's voice turned icy, and his tone was deathly serious.
He wasn't joking, despite the fact that the man in question was the second-in-command of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
Dan Heng could tell—if he nodded, Yu Luomian would die by Poison Douluo's hand.
For a moment, he was tempted.
Though his interactions with Poison Douluo hadn't been particularly pleasant, he knew the man's character—he kept his word.
Even if this caused huge trouble, he wouldn't let it lead back to Dan Heng.
Dan Heng shook his head slightly. "No need for that. Treating Du Guyan was just a passing favor."
"A passing favor to you, but to me, it was life-changing! I owe you a debt—you'd better remember that!"
Poison Douluo said indignantly, even sounding a bit angry.
"…" Dan Heng shook his head slightly—he really couldn't deal with these eccentric types.
"If… if you keep researching and manage to cure my poison, then even if I have to die, I'll fulfill your wish."
"If you decide to give up, then so be it."
Poison Douluo spoke again before hurriedly leaving.
Dan Heng watched him go, puzzled.
From the way Poison Douluo spoke, there was a hint of guilt in his voice.
What had happened to make him act like this?
Meanwhile, after leaving the library, Yu Luomian headed straight out of Lan Ba Academy. He needed to deal with Dan Heng, but not here—otherwise, Liu Erlong would definitely intervene.
He had to leave the city and gather his clan members to pressure Dan Heng.
But just as his carriage left the city, it suddenly stopped, followed by a loud thud outside.
It sounded like the driver had fallen off.
Yu Luomian scolded impatiently, "What kind of driving is that?!"
BOOM!!!
The next moment, a tremendous force struck, shattering the carriage into pieces. Sensing danger, Yu Luomian hastily leapt from the wreckage.
A shadowy figure wearing a conical hat stood atop the remains of the carriage.
Yu Luomian eyed the figure warily. "Who are you? How dare you attack me, Yu Luomian?! Do you even know who I am?!"
"I do know, Yu the Second."
A sinister voice sneered—it was low and raspy.
"!!!"
Yu Luomian's expression changed drastically. Someone who knew his identity was still coming for him?
Before he could react, Poison Douluo's slap landed across his face.
PAH!!!
The blow sent him flying, his soul rings dispersing instantly.
Yu Luomian rolled across the ground for more than ten meters before barely coming to a stop. As soon as he opened his mouth, he spat out several teeth.
"!!!"
Yu Luomian had not yet lost consciousness. He looked at Poison Douluo in disbelief—he actually hit him! He actually struck him, the second-in-command of the Upper Three Sects!
Did this guy not understand the meaning of nobility? Was he not afraid of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's retaliation?
Yu Luomian hurriedly backed away, waving his hands while saying, "You... don't mess around, I—"
"Why not? What do you think you are?"
Poison Douluo sneered repeatedly.
Dan Heng had not found a way to treat him, which left him feeling rather dejected.
And yet, this bastard had the audacity to anger Dan Heng? Well, Poison Douluo would just use him as a punching bag to vent his frustrations!
Besides, he had never had a good impression of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
Letting that little bastard Yu Tianheng get close to his granddaughter—
Wasn't that just a ploy to get to him?
Waiting for him to die out so they could claim his legacy?
Today, he was going to give this Second Master Yu a proper lesson!
Poison Douluo once again appeared in front of Yu Luomian in an instant. He raised his hand and slapped him again. Yu Luomian hastily lifted both hands to block and was barely able to slide a few meters backward, just managing to defend himself.
But before he could catch his breath, Poison Douluo's other hand swung out, delivering another slap to Yu Luomian's other cheek.
"Bang…!!!"
Yu Luomian was once again sent flying.
A trail of blood arced through the air.
After rolling on the ground several times, he finally came to a stop and spat out another mouthful of blood. More of his teeth had fallen out.
At this point, his mouth was filled with dark, empty gaps—all that remained of his shattered teeth.
Yu Luomian struggled to get up from the ground, his heart filled with terror.
Poison Douluo was clearly trying to beat him to death!
If he didn't do something soon, he might actually die here!
Yu Luomian staggered to his feet, his face swollen like a pig's head, and cried out, "Please… spare me…!"
"I don't know how I offended you… but now… are you satisfied?"
Yu Luomian begged loudly, his body trembling in fear.
Though he was a Soul Sage, years of neglecting his training had left him weaker than even Zhao Wuji.
Now, faced with Poison Douluo's violent onslaught, he was so scared that he directly begged for mercy.
Poison Douluo's figure flickered, and in the next instant, he was standing right in front of Yu Luomian.
Yu Luomian immediately covered his head with his hands, terrified that if this continued, he really would be beaten to death!
He had no idea how he had offended this powerful man.
His body trembled, and soon, a wet stain appeared on the ground beneath him.
At the same time, a strong smell of urine filled the air.
"…"
Poison Douluo clenched his fists, momentarily speechless at Yu Luomian's cowardice. He let out a cold laugh and disappeared in a flash.
Yu Luomian waited for a long time, but the anticipated slap never came. Slowly, he lowered his hands and cautiously looked around.
Not seeing any sign of Poison Douluo, he finally let out a sigh of relief.
"Damn it…"
Yu Luomian's eyes gleamed with hatred.
He would definitely get revenge!
What he suffered today—he would make that man pay back a hundredfold!
Yu Luomian stumbled toward his carriage.
At this moment, the coachman had already woken up and was hiding under the carriage, his face filled with terror.
"Come out…" Yu Luomian said coldly.
The coachman crawled out from under the carriage and immediately kowtowed to Yu Luomian.
"Second Master, spare me…!"
Yu Luomian looked at him indifferently and said, "You can go die now."
As soon as the words fell, he struck with his palm, instantly severing the coachman's neck.
After seeing him in such a disgraceful state, did he really think he could live?
If word got out, how would he still have any standing?
"You can go die now."
The same words were suddenly spoken from behind him.
In that instant, all the hairs on Yu Luomian's back stood on end.
A chilling sensation ran down his spine.
He felt as if he had suddenly fallen into an ice-cold abyss.
"Wait—!"
…
Blue Tyrant Academy
Since the Blue Tyrant Battle Team had won, Liu Erlong was in high spirits and had specially prepared a grand feast to host the Thunderclap Battle Team.
Although the members of the Thunderclap Battle Team were displeased, they did not dare to disobey Liu Erlong's wishes.
At the dining table, Yu Tianxin couldn't help but ask Liu Erlong:
"Aunt, was that a soul skill the Blue Tyrant Battle Team used? What exactly was that?"
The other members of the Thunderclap Battle Team also looked on with curiosity.
The main reason they had lost was this strange battle technique of the Blue Tyrant Battle Team—perhaps the most crucial factor in their defeat.
Liu Erlong burst into laughter. "Oh, that? That's a secret of our Blue Tyrant Academy. But I suppose there's no harm in telling you. Not that you'd be able to learn it anyway."
"This is a Soul Power Fusion Technique created by our Teacher Gu! It's highly flexible and incredibly powerful—our trump card!"
Liu Erlong laughed so hard that her whole body trembled, her nose practically turning up in pride.
Even though she was a woman in her fifties, almost at the age of menopause, she still had the temperament of a young girl.
The members of the Blue Tyrant Battle Team exchanged glances.
This was the first time they had heard of a "Soul Power Fusion Technique."
But having personally experienced it, they knew just how powerful this self-created technique was.
If they could use it too, they might even have the potential to become the number one team!
Yu Tianxin had the same thought. He looked at Liu Erlong hesitantly and asked:
"Aunt, can we learn it?"
Liu Erlong's smile disappeared as she pouted. "You really dare to ask? Teacher Gu is the pillar of our Blue Tyrant Academy—why would he ever teach you?"
"…"
Yu Tianxin forced a smile, already expecting this answer.
His mind drifted to Gu Yuena, and his heart filled with admiration.
She truly possessed both peerless beauty and incredible talent.
Her looks alone were enough to be called unmatched, and now, her intelligence was just as astonishing.
He couldn't help but envy Dan Heng.
Though he had only met him once, in his eyes, Dan Heng—aside from his ridiculous good looks—didn't seem to have any other notable qualities.
How was he worthy of Gu Yuena's affection?
The more Yu Tianxin thought about it, the more bitter he felt.
"Aunt, you—"
Just then, a teacher suddenly pushed open the door.
"Headmaster! A group of soul masters from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan are trying to force their way into the library! We've stopped them!"
(End of Chapter)