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Inside the palace, Emperor Xue Ye's expression was so dark it seemed as though water might drip from his face.
His fingers tapped rhythmically on the armrest of the throne, producing a dull thump, thump, thump. The oppressive atmosphere inside the grand hall was suffocating; even the three Contra instructors kept their heads lowered, not daring to make a sound.
Flander stood to the side, cold sweat running down his temple and along his cheek, his heart filled with regret.
Sigh, if I had known, I wouldn't have rushed to pick a side. If Blue Minghua learns I betrayed him, not even the Heaven Dou Empire could protect me.
Seeing no one else dared to speak, Flander forced himself to break the silence. "Your Majesty, dealing with Blue Minghua is not something that can be done hastily. It may require careful long-term planning."
He spoke cautiously, trying to carve out a path of retreat for himself.
Emperor Xue Ye lifted his head, casting a cold glance at him. His voice was low and icy. "Careful planning? Dean Flander, the loyalty you declared just now—this emperor heard it loud and clear."
As soon as his words fell, the three Heaven Dou Royal Academy instructors shot hostile looks toward Flander. It seemed as though if the Emperor gave the order, they would strike him down on the spot.
Feeling the murderous intent from three different directions locking onto him, Flander's chest tightened. He quickly lowered his head, not daring to utter another word.
He knew he had no way out anymore.
Emperor Xue Ye fell into thought. Even he wasn't sure whether the plan to move against Blue Minghua should proceed as intended.
Meanwhile, inside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Bone Douluo, Sword Douluo, Tang San, and others sat together in the main hall, their expressions grave.
Moments ago, their spies had delivered intelligence that left them utterly shaken.
They never would have imagined that the three Titled Douluo of Spirit Hall had all fallen at Blue Minghua's hands!
It was almost beyond belief.
"Blue Minghua… just how strong is he?" Sword Douluo clenched his fists tightly, a flash of hatred flickering in his eyes—but even stronger than that was fear.
After all, the memory of having both his arms severed by Blue Minghua remained vivid. Even though his arms had since been reattached, they still ached faintly at this very moment.
Bone Douluo was silent for a moment before slowly speaking. "The fourth elder of Spirit Hall's Worship Hall, Lion Douluo, was no weaker than either of us. Add Serpent Spear Douluo and Thorn Dolphin Douluo, and even if we joined forces, escaping intact would be nearly impossible. Yet Blue Minghua slew all of them. His strength has likely surpassed anything we can imagine."
Sword Douluo nodded grimly. "It seems our original plan must be reconsidered. To act rashly against Blue Minghua could cost us dearly."
The confidence Bone Douluo once wore had vanished, replaced by a heavy look of worry.
Tang San and Ning Rongrong were bewildered. They didn't fully grasp what the two elders were saying. But one thing was clear: Blue Minghua's power was overwhelming.
Tang San's heart sank. Damn it. Even three Titled Douluo weren't his match. Can I truly surpass him one day?
For the first time, Tang San doubted himself. The pressure Blue Minghua exerted on him was suffocating.
No. I have the Xuantian Skill and Tang Sect hidden weapons, plus the resources of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to support me. There's no way I'll be weaker than Blue Minghua!
Thinking of his cultivation method and secret weapons, his confidence returned, bordering on arrogance. It must be said—the so-called "peerless cultivation art" that would carry him from the first series to the fifth truly was the source of his confidence.
Xuantian Skill and Tang Sect weapons—these were Tang San's foundation.
What he didn't know, however, was that in Blue Minghua's eyes, the techniques he cherished were little more than third-rate tricks. To dream of surpassing Blue Minghua using such paltry methods was nothing but wishful thinking.
In truth, whether he could even surpass Blue Minghua's disciples remained uncertain. After all, those disciples were already past level 40, while Tang San had only just broken through level 30.
At the same time, within the Clear Sky Sect, Tang Xiao stood in the grand hall, clutching a freshly delivered secret letter in his hand.
His face was clouded, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief.
"Blue Minghua… actually killed three of Spirit Hall's Titled Douluo?"
He muttered in a low voice, crumpling the letter tightly in his fist.
Around him, the elders of the Clear Sky Sect—and Tang Hao as well—exchanged stunned looks, clearly shaken to their core. They had assumed that with the alliance of the Upper Three Sects and the Heaven Dou Empire, Blue Minghua could be easily crushed.
But now it seemed they couldn't take him down without paying an enormous price. And that was without even considering that Blue Minghua still had the Sky Dragon Gang backing him.
"Sect Master, this matter is of grave importance. We must proceed with great caution," the Second Elder urged softly.
Tang Xiao was silent for a while before nodding slowly. "Blue Minghua's strength has exceeded all expectations. We must reassess. Send word to the sect—suspend all actions against him until further notice."
Upon hearing this order, a flicker of dissatisfaction flashed in Tang Hao's eyes.
Damn it. Big Brother is scared. If I were sect master, would I cower before Blue Minghua?
He cursed inwardly, wholly displeased with Tang Xiao's decision. Conveniently, he forgot the day when he himself had been crushed beneath Blue Minghua's might, paralyzed by fear.
Where he found the confidence to think this way now was anyone's guess.
But as a cripple, even with the "privilege of being Tang San's father," he was little more than an ordinary sect member once again. His words carried no weight—no one would listen, nor would anyone care to.
Within the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, the atmosphere was equally grim. Sect Master Yu Yuanzhen sat in the main hall, his face dark with fury.
The message he had just received stunned him—three of Spirit Hall's Titled Douluo had all perished at Blue Minghua's hands!
Against such a formidable enemy, the supposed unity of the Upper Three Sects was laughable.
"Blue Minghua… how strong is he really?" Yu Yuanzhen murmured, his eyes betraying fear.
At his side, Yu Luomian wore a similarly grim expression, equally shaken by the news. After all, he was only a Contra—not even a Titled Douluo. Yet Blue Minghua had single-handedly slain three.
What's more, Yu Luomian himself had been sent on a mission by the sects' joint plan. If things proceeded as scheduled, he would likely be facing death. Even with protection, as just a Contra, his survival was far from guaranteed.
Thus, he quickly stepped forward. "Sect Master, this matter is dire. If Blue Minghua truly possesses such strength, our sect must not set itself against him."
Yu Yuanzhen fell silent for a moment, then nodded slowly. "You're right. Blue Minghua's power has far exceeded our estimates. If we persist in opposing him, disaster will surely follow."
After pondering briefly, he gave the order. "Pass down the command: suspend all operations. Without my directive, no one is to make a move."
Hearing this, Yu Luomian breathed a sigh of relief. He had no desire to walk straight into danger.
Meanwhile, within Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong listened to the reports from her network of spies and nodded in satisfaction.
The news of the three Douluo's deaths had been deliberately spread by Yue Guan and Gui Mei under her orders, all to instill fear in the Upper Three Sects. This, in turn, gave Spirit Hall the perfect pretext to openly move against Blue Minghua.
Moreover, the Lion Douluo's death would force the Worship Hall into the fray as well.
Seeing everything proceed exactly according to her designs, Bibi Dong could barely contain her delight.
"Excellent. With Blue Minghua drawing Qian Daoliu's attention, my divine trial will soon be complete. Before long, I'll finally be reunited with Xiao Gang."
At that same moment, Blue Minghua had already returned to Shrek Academy with Oscar and the others.
Sensing the absence of Tang San, Yu Xiaogang, and Flander from the academy, he immediately guessed what had happened.
"Heh, so they've already left? It seems the Upper Three Sects finally couldn't hold back and are ready to make their move."
But now, Blue Minghua felt no fear.
If soldiers come, block them. If water comes, dam it.
One comes, he'll kill one. Two come, he'll kill a pair.
(End of Chapter)