Chapter 13: A Chrysanthemum and a Little Devil—You Dare Be So Arrogant?!
Spirit Hall.
Bibi Dong closed the chat group's light screen.
Her gaze gradually sharpened.
"Tang Hao… I didn't expect you to be hiding near Nuoding City," she murmured. A flash of icy killing intent flickered through her violet eyes.
"Guards," Bibi Dong's voice rang out, carrying unquestionable authority.
"Yes, Your Holiness."
Two figures appeared inside the Pope's Hall.
They were none other than Spirit Hall's two great Titled Douluo elders—Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei.
"Traces of the criminal Tang Hao have been discovered near Nuoding City," Bibi Dong spoke calmly.
Yet beneath that calm lay a suffocating killing intent.
"Tang Hao?!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo both showed shock.
"I order the two of you to head to Nuoding City immediately and capture Tang Hao at all costs."
"If he resists—kill him on the spot!"
"Yes, Your Holiness!"
The two Titled Douluo exchanged glances.
Both saw the same astonishment in each other's eyes.
Tang Hao!
The Clear Sky Douluo, who had slain the previous Pope and been hunted relentlessly by Spirit Hall!
To think he would appear near the remote Nuoding City.
They did not dare delay.
They accepted the order at once.
"We depart immediately!"
As their words fell, their figures vanished from the Papal Hall like phantoms.
The hall was left with only Bibi Dong.
She walked to the window and gazed in the direction of Nuoding City.
A meaningful smile curled at the corner of her lips.
"Ah Qing, this is as far as I'll help you."
"What comes next depends on your own abilities."
"Don't disappoint me."
…
The night was as dark as ink. The lights of Nuoding Academy had long since gone out. Only scattered insect chirps echoed through the silence.
Inside Yu Xiaogang's office, a dim yellow oil lamp still burned.
Dressed in a gray robe, he sat hunched over his desk. Before him lay a thick stack of papers.
"Tang San… twin martial souls, innate full soul power, and such tenacious will and maturity far beyond his peers…" Yu Xiaogang muttered to himself.
His fingers lightly tapped the tabletop.
"With my guidance, and a soul ring configuration tailored perfectly for him…"
"It won't be long before he becomes one of the top soul masters on the Douluo Continent!"
"By then, everyone will know that I, Yu Xiaogang, am not a piece of trash!"
He had devoted his entire life to researching soul master theory.
Yet due to a malignant mutation of his martial soul, he was forever unable to break through rank thirty.
Ridiculed and scorned his entire life.
Tang San's appearance was like a beam of light, illuminating his gray existence.
He would pass on everything he had learned to Tang San.
He would make Tang San the greatest proof of his theories. And prove to the entire Douluo Continent that the title "Grandmaster" was by no means undeserved!
Just as he was indulging in visions of the future, A dark shadow appeared in the office like a ghost.
"!!!"
Yu Xiaogang's heart jolted.
He spun around abruptly. His soul power surged instinctively as he stared at the intruder in vigilance.
The man was draped in a loose black cloak, his entire figure shrouded in shadow.
Only a pair of deep eyes like cold pools was visible, radiating a suffocating pressure.
"Who's there?" Yu Xiaogang barked in a low voice.
Though the other party's aura filled him with terror, he forced himself to remain calm.
The black-clad man did not answer.
He simply raised a hand and slowly removed his hood.
A sharp, angular face appeared beneath the lamplight. His gaze was piercing, yet carried the weathered weight of countless trials.
"It's you!"
That familiar face caused Yu Xiaogang's pupils to constrict violently.
After recognizing him, disbelief flooded his expression.
"C-Clear Sky Douluo?!"
Tang Hao's name was known throughout the Douluo Continent.
In his youth, Yu Xiaogang had once regarded him as an idol. He had admired his strength and legendary feats beyond measure.
Tang Hao looked at Yu Xiaogang and said calmly,
"I'm here for my son."
"Your son?" Yu Xiaogang froze for a moment.
Then realization struck him like lightning, his eyes widening in shock.
"The Clear Sky Hammer!"
"Don't tell me… Tang San is your son?!"
Tang Hao nodded slightly, tacitly confirming it.
"It's really true!"
Yu Xiaogang trembled with excitement.
Even his breathing grew rapid.
His disciple was actually the son of his idol!
Twin martial souls combined with the bloodline of the Clear Sky Douluo—this was nothing short of a heaven-chosen prodigy!
"I'm entrusting him to you. I hope you'll train him well."
Tang Hao's tone remained calm. Yet within his eyes was a faint, hard-to-detect sense of trust.
As he spoke, Tang Hao took a black token from his robes. Engraved upon it was the emblem of Spirit Hall, along with the word "Elder."
A Spirit Hall Elder Token.
He handed it to Yu Xiaogang.
"Take this. With it, Spirit Hall won't trouble you or Xiao San in the future."
Yu Xiaogang accepted the token with trembling hands. Ecstasy surged through his heart! He was about to say something more—
When Tang Hao's expression suddenly changed. His eyes sharpened as he looked toward the window.
"Looks like some rats have come knocking."
Tang Hao said quietly. A trace of icy killing intent seeped into his voice.
He could clearly sense two powerful soul auras rapidly approaching Nuoding Academy.
"I'll be leaving now. Take good care of Xiao San."
Tang Hao finished speaking. His figure flashed. And he vanished from the office.
Only Yu Xiaogang remained, standing there in a daze. For a long time, the excitement in his heart refused to subside.
And at this very moment—Inside the work-study dormitory of Nuoding Academy.
Lin Qingmo lay on his bed, eyes wide open. He had no trace of sleepiness.
His mind was constantly calculating how to report Tang Hao's whereabouts to Spirit Hall without exposing himself.
Through discreet inquiries, he had already learned the exact location of Holy Soul Village, where Tang San once lived.
It was near Nuoding City, not too far away.
"Reporting directly to Spirit Hall definitely won't work."
"But how would a six-year-old brat possibly know Tang Hao's whereabouts?"
That would be far too suspicious.
Lin Qingmo frowned.
Thinking hard.
"Maybe an anonymous report? Pretend I overheard something and pass it to Spirit Hall?"
Just as he was deep in thought—
"AHHHH!!!!"
A thunderous roar suddenly tore through the night sky. The sound shook the entire Nuoding City, as if the ground itself trembled.
"Criminal Tang Hao!"
"Spirit Hall is here—surrender immediately!"
"Resist, and you will be executed on the spot!"
The voice was sharp and grating, filled with rampant arrogance.
Immediately after—A rough, heroic laugh rang out, brimming with disdain and dominance.
"Hahaha! A chrysanthemum and a little devil—how dare you be so arrogant in front of me?!"
The moment the words fell—
Rumble—!
The ground shook violently, as if an earthquake had struck. Beds in the dormitory rocked violently. Miscellaneous items on the desks crashed to the floor.
"!!!"
The work-study students were jolted awake. They scrambled up in panic, completely confused.
"What's going on?!"
"Was that an earthquake?!"
"That shaking was terrifying!"
"Did some powerful soul beast attack Nuoding City?!"
"Hurry, get outside!"
The students shouted over one another.
All of them rushed out of the dormitory in chaos.
But when Lin Qingmo heard those two voices, A storm surged within his heart!
"A chrysanthemum… a little devil…"
Wasn't that exactly the line Tang Hao said in the original story?!
Coupled with the voice that ordered Tang Hao to surrender at the beginning… Tang Hao!
Chrysanthemum Douluo!
Ghost Douluo!
"How did they end up fighting here?!"
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End of Chapter