Chapter 87: Leaving Heaven Dou City, Sunset Gorge
"Why? You still don't believe me? No problem. Once I take you for a spin, you'll know." Wu Tong, seeing Dugu Bo's look of disbelief, spoke directly.
Without waiting for Dugu Bo's reply, he stepped onto the Dodge Tomahawk.
"Come on, old man." Wu Tong turned his head, motioning for Dugu Bo to sit as he had.
Seeing this, Dugu Bo did not hesitate. He also wanted to experience the speed Wu Tong spoke of, so he mimicked Wu Tong's actions and swung himself onto the back seat.
"Sit tight. We're heading out."
Once Dugu Bo was seated, Wu Tong spoke.
He immediately poured soul power into the motorcycle's ignition key, activating the soul power crystal within.
In an instant…
The distinctive roar of the Dodge Tomahawk erupted. The engine's muffled-thunder growl exuded unmatched might, carrying the momentum of an army sweeping aside all obstacles, silencing ten thousand steeds, and launching forward like a slingshot.
The next second, the bike howled with its engine and began sprinting, its speed like a streak of black lightning racing ahead.
In the blink of an eye, it vanished at the end of the street.
…
Boom! Boom!! Boom!!!
Pedestrians along the street heard only a muffled thunder-like roar. Thinking some monster intended to harm people, they quickly turned toward the source of the sound.
But just as the crowd looked over, the "monster" responsible shot past them in an instant, transforming into a black silhouette speeding away.
???
The nearby pedestrians stared blankly at the receding figure, unable to come back to their senses for a long while.
"What was that? How could it be so fast?"
After a while, someone recovered and asked the person next to them in shock.
If he wasn't mistaken, there were two people riding that thing. It must be some kind of vehicle, but what kind of vehicle could move so fast?
"No idea, I didn't see clearly, but it seemed like two people on it."
"Probably a vehicle like a carriage."
"And it seemed to be made of metal, not of flesh and blood."
"Metal? Could it be a soul tool?"
"Could it be a new soul tool made by Mr. Wu Tong?"
"Wow, so it's something Mr. Wu Tong just made."
"What, made by Mr. Wu Tong? Then that's no surprise."
…
The crowd's chatter soon brought them close to the truth about the Dodge Tomahawk's origin.
Once they realized it might be a soul tool created by Wu Tong, everyone's expressions returned to calm.
In their view, someone as smart as Mr. Wu Tong making a soul tool vehicle wasn't strange at all.
It was just a soul tool they hadn't seen before—what was so unusual about that?
On the roads the Dodge Tomahawk passed, every man who heard the engine's roar couldn't help but feel their blood stir, gazing at the departing silhouette with longing.
They had only one thought: I want it!!!
It truly lived up to the name of a motorcycle—the flashy design and intoxicating roar struck straight at the heart of every man.
…
Heaven Dou City.
Inside the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace.
In the study of the inner court.
Xue Qinghe sat in the seat that once belonged to Emperor Xue Ye, handling state affairs.
After hearing the urgent intelligence delivered by his subordinates,
Xue Qinghe's expression became indescribable—shock, emotion, relief… a mix of feelings that made his originally handsome face look somewhat comical.
After a long while, once he calmed down, Xue Qinghe pulled over the attendant serving at his side.
"Go and give the order. If the city gate guards see a black soul tool vehicle passing through, they are not to stop it—let them leave freely.
If the report is correct, the people riding that soul tool vehicle should be Mr. Wu Tong and His Lordship, the Poison Douluo."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The attendant beside him quickly accepted the order.
He then left the study to deliver the message.
After the attendant departed, Xue Qinghe dismissed everyone else in the room.
Walking to the window, he gazed toward the city gate, his heart full of emotion. "Wu Tong, Wu Tong, your changes in this short time have been far too great."
Ever since Wu Tong's recent trip with Dugu Bo, Xue Qinghe had found him harder and harder to read.
First came the divine trial inheritance, the resurrection item, rare treasures—each enough to shake the entire continent—arriving one after another to Xue Qinghe's ears.
And now, it was a soul tool vehicle of astonishing speed.
Xue Qinghe could not help but sigh that his decision years ago to seize Wu Tong had been absolutely correct. In just a few short years, Wu Tong had brought him such immense surprises.
With Xue Qinghe's vision, it was easy to see the application potential of such a soul tool vehicle. Whether for military marches or for transport, it would hold decisive importance.
"Yet another unexpected surprise. I truly am becoming more and more interested in you, little Tong."
A faint golden light passed over his body, and Xue Qinghe's form slowly changed into another appearance.
A slender, graceful back, golden hair cascading over the shoulders, skin like polished jade…
At a glance, one would know the owner of this figure was an absolute beauty.
Qian Renxue, daughter of the Pope of the Spirit Hall, one of the Three Limit Douluo, granddaughter of the Angel Douluo Qian Daoliu, the true Saintess of the Spirit Hall.
At the same time, she was also the former crown prince of Heaven Dou, now the Emperor of the Heaven Dou Empire—Xue Qinghe, Emperor Qinghe.
Qian Renxue looked into the distance, thinking of the surprises Wu Tong had brought her over the years. Her red lips parted, and a clear, elegant voice slipped out.
…
On the main road from Heaven Dou City to the Sunset Forest.
A black shadow—a steel beast racing like lightning—charged forward without restraint.
Alongside it came a voice, distorted slightly by the rushing wind.
"Little monster slow down"
"Huh? What did you say? I can't hear you!"
Wu Tong ignored the protest, twisting the throttle again. With the engine roaring louder, the Dodge Tomahawk's speed climbed even higher.
What would normally take three or four days to travel was, under the terrifying speed of the Dodge Tomahawk and Wu Tong's superb driving skills, reduced to just half a day before they reached the place Dugu Bo had mentioned.
"Ugh…"
As soon as he got off, Dugu Bo ran to the side and began vomiting.
"Seriously, old man? This is way too weak of you."
Seeing Dugu Bo's reaction, Wu Tong had not expected this man to get motion sick.
"Brat, I told you not to go so fast…" Dugu Bo said bitterly.
He insisted it wasn't his fault—Wu Tong was simply too fast, like bouncing between life and death at high speed, making him extremely uncomfortable. Vomiting was only natural, wasn't it?
"Tch~"
Wu Tong clicked his tongue, then waited for Dugu Bo to recover. Once he had, the two began walking together toward the academy.
——
Eastern Sunset Forest.
At the entrance to Sunset Gorge.
Wu Tong stared in awe at the buildings before him.
They were breathtaking.
A cluster of magnificent, exquisitely crafted structures stood here, as if shaped by the very hand of nature itself.
This perfect, wondrous complex was the academy base that several major powers had joined forces to build for Wu Tong.
The academy was nestled against the mountains and beside the water, located within Sunset Gorge. Sheer cliffs rose all around, ancient trees towered high, and vines coiled like nature's finest embroidery, gently wrapping the academy in its embrace.
(End of Chapter)
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