Watching Dongfang Yao and the others walk into the auction house,
Dongfang Jing stepped on the gas and drove towards Zixing Academy, following the map's directions.
The streets of Tiandou City are indeed wide.
But the Soul Guided Sports Car, a vehicle unheard of by others, is itself the most eye-catching.
The deep roar of the engine and the smooth, flowing lines of the car body.
Wherever he went, he attracted surprised glances from passersby.
Many elegantly dressed ladies and arrogant young men, as Dongfang Jing slowed down to let pedestrians pass, unconsciously gathered around, pointing and whispering, their faces full of greed and possessive desire.
Suddenly, an extremely arrogant shout rang out.
It instantly quieted the already noisy street.
"Hey! People inside, get out here!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd automatically parted to make way for him.
Several armored taxi drivers escorted the three of them as they swaggered over.
The leader was a young man wearing a pale yellow uniform, with long reddish-brown hair, a pale and weak complexion, and a sense of kidney deficiency from excessive drinking and womanizing.
Beside him stood an elderly man dressed in fine clothes, slightly overweight, with a dignified appearance, but his small eyes ruined the overall impression, and he was staring at the sports car with dissatisfaction.
The last person was also an old man, but his beard and hair were an eerie dark green, and his whole being exuded a chilling aura that kept strangers at bay.
Unfortunately, Dongfang Yao is not here.
Otherwise, she would have recognized at a glance that this green-haired old man was none other than Poison Douluo Dugu Bo.
And accompanying him were Prince Xuexing and the fourth prince Xue Beng.
Pedestrians on the roadside would avoid them as if they were plague carriers of a disease.
Everyone knows that the Fourth Prince, Xue Beng, is arrogant, domineering, and incompetent.
His uncle, Prince Xuexing, was outwardly respectable but inwardly no good either.
Today, Xue Beng was just strolling around with his uncle.
Who would have thought that they would encounter such a unique "mount"? Their eyes lit up immediately.
He strode forward, his finger almost poking the car window, eager to make the person inside roll out and offer him this treasure.
But the next second.
"Buzz—"
The sports car engine roared, startling Avalanche.
Immediately afterwards, the car body turned into a black shadow and darted away, leaving behind only a stunned avalanche and exhaust fumes filling the street.
The avalanche was stunned for a full two seconds before it realized it had been ignored.
He flew into a rage, jumping up and down and cursing, "Damn it! What is this arrogant thing that dares to disregard this prince!"
He turned to look at Xuexing, his face full of grievance: "Uncle! Look at them!"
Prince Xuexing was also embarrassed.
How noble is my own status?
They were right in front of them when the people in the car ran off without saying a word!
But the speed of this metal box was truly astonishing, and ridiculously cool.
This fueled his greed even more.
He was considering whether he should ask Dugu Bo to stop the person over this trivial matter.
Who knew,
Dugu Bo, standing beside him, spoke first, his voice hoarse and serious: "Your Highness, I advise you to give up now."
Xuexing was taken aback.
He turned his head and met Dugu Bo's extremely solemn face, where a bead of cold sweat could be seen sliding down his forehead.
"Just now, I used my mental power to probe the inside of the car." Dugu Bo lowered his voice, his tone revealing an undisguised fear.
Seeing his expression, Xuexing couldn't help but feel nervous and asked, "What was the result?"
Dugu Bo shook his head: "I couldn't detect anything. My mental power... it was like hitting an invisible iron wall, and it was crushed instantly!"
What? !
Prince Xuexing's pupils contracted sharply!
Dugu Bo is a titled Douluo!
So, does that mean the person in the car is far more powerful than Dugu Bo?!
"Uncle! That car is almost out of sight! Quickly, tell Senior Dugu to go after it!" Xue Beng urged anxiously from the side.
"What are you chasing?!" Xue Xing shouted suddenly, startling Xue Beng so much that he shrank back and retreated.
Xue Xing, too lazy to pay any more attention to this foolish nephew, waved his hand and ordered the taxi drivers around him, "It's getting late, take the Fourth Prince back to the academy!"
The soldiers obeyed the order and half-dragged, half-pulled the still-stirring avalanche into the wagon.
Xue Xing whispered a few words to Dugu Bo before hurriedly getting into her car and leaving.
Dugu Bo stood alone, gazing in the direction where the sports car had disappeared, his heart churning with turmoil.
Who exactly is this person who has come to Tiandou City?
The feeling of having one's spiritual power crushed is something that even Chen Xin of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and Ju Huaguan of the Spirit Hall could not achieve...
Dugu Bo was genuinely curious.
After hesitating for a moment, he swayed and transformed into a green shadow that was imperceptible to ordinary people, and silently followed after them.
Inside the silver-gray sports car.
Brigitte suddenly let out a soft exclamation: "Huh? Why did he follow us?"
Dongfang Jing gripped the steering wheel, staring straight ahead, and asked, "What level of strength?"
The Snow Empress in the back seat spoke in a cool voice, "Ordinary Title Douluos are quite weak."
Dongfang Jing's lips twitched.
Sister Xue'er, of course you're too weak...
Xue Di remained noncommittal: "Should we send them away?"
"Never mind," Dongfang Jing smiled faintly. "Perhaps the old man is just curious and wants to come and see what the fuss is about."
The car continued to drive smoothly on the wide streets of Tiandou City.
Brigitte was fascinated by the bustling scene outside the window, occasionally pointing to a novel shop or building and discussing it quietly with Xue Di.
The human world is indeed much more interesting than forests and icy lands.
Dongfang Jing focused on driving while planning the next steps in his mind.
Joining Purple Star Academy is just the first step.
After settling in, he needs to improve his skills as soon as possible.
The ultimate goal is to break through level 100 and become a god.
But Dongfang Jing had no clue how to become a god.
Biji and Xue Di only mentioned the powerful things in their spiritual world, but didn't elaborate, leaving him feeling uneasy.
Won't this powerful thing backfire on you in your own mental world?
After becoming a god, he still needs to find a way to fulfill his promise to his master, find a new path for the soul beasts, and realize his master's dream.
In addition, there was the agreement with Xue Di.
Thinking about all this, Dongfang Jing felt a heavy burden on his shoulders.
Although these challenges are, in fact, the whetstones that make him stronger.
but,
These unknown things always made him feel uncertain.
"Little Mirror, what are you thinking about?" Brigitte's gentle voice pulled him back from his thoughts.
"Nothing, I was just thinking about the academy," Dongfang Jing replied casually.
"Don't worry," Brigitte's voice reassured him, "We'll take care of everything. You just need to focus on your cultivation and do what you want to do."
Dongfang Jing felt a warmth in his heart and nodded.
It's so good to have a Master around.
About fifteen minutes later, the sports car slowly came to a stop in front of the gate of a college.
The academy's entrance is quite impressive, constructed from massive granite blocks.
The words "Purple Star Academy" are engraved on it in gold foil, shining brightly in the sunlight.
However, compared to the grand gate, the interior of the academy seemed rather deserted.
Through the gate, only a few scattered students could be seen walking around the campus.
The entire campus was filled with a relaxed atmosphere.
This is exactly what Dongfang Jing wanted.
The place is spacious, and the facilities look quite good.
Most importantly, fewer people mean more peace and quiet, and naturally, fewer troubles.
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