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Chapter 23: Tournament Premiere · The Initial Hunt
The morning in Heaven Dou City was shrouded in a rare kind of bustle.
The streets were crowded with all sorts of carriages and pedestrians, most of them surging in the same direction—the Heaven Dou Great Spirit Arena. The qualifiers for the Heaven Dou division of the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament officially commenced today.
Mo Bai stood on the third-floor terrace of the Mo Manor, gazing from afar at the iconic dome of the Great Spirit Arena. He wore a simple black robe with dark patterns embroidered in silver thread along the edges, flickering faintly in the morning light. The aura of a Rank 93 Titled Douluo was perfectly restrained; at this moment, he looked like an ordinary academy teacher—if one ignored those deep eyes that seemed capable of swallowing everything.
"Master."
Liu Erlong's voice came from behind him. Today, she had changed into dark red martial attire that traced the curves of her body. The tight fabric hugged her full, heavy breasts, accentuating their round shape and deep cleavage, while the high slits on both sides revealed her long, powerful legs and the smooth, toned thighs beneath. Her long hair was tied back in a high ponytail, making her look heroic and imposing. However, in the eyes she turned toward Mo Bai, there was a hidden, indelible trace of submissiveness.
"Is everything ready?" Mo Bai did not turn around.
"Yes. Xiao Wu and the others have gathered at the training grounds and are ready to depart at any time." Liu Erlong walked to Mo Bai's side, following his gaze. "According to your instructions, only the five of them will take the field today. The two substitute Spirit Ancestors will remain behind."
Mo Bai gave a hum of affirmation, his fingers lightly tapping the railing. "Erlong, today you will make your public appearance as the team leader. Remember, you are a Rank 82 Power Attack System Spirit Douluo, the public leader of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy's first team. Keep your momentum high; be as arrogant as you need to be."
Liu Erlong pursed her lips, a flash of complexity in her eyes. Once upon a time, she was the Vice Principal of the Blue Tyrant Academy, and leading students to participate in the grand tournament was her dream. The dream was still there, but everything had changed—she had become this man's private property, and even this identity as a team leader was merely a move on his chessboard.
"I will do it well," she said softly, her tone carrying a sort of resigned obedience.
Mo Bai finally turned around, reaching out to tilt her chin up. Liu Erlong instinctively closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly. His thumb rubbed against her full, soft lip for a moment, then he leaned in and whispered in her ear: "When you return tonight, I want to hear a detailed report... of every single detail."
Hot breath brushed against her ear, making Liu Erlong's body tremble slightly. A faint throb came through the Spirit Bond network—it was the other girls feeling the Master's atmospheric fluctuations at the same time. She opened her eyes, her cheeks slightly flushed: "Yes, Master."
Heaven Dou Great Spirit Arena, VIP seats.
Mo Bai sat in an inconspicuous corner, yet his position allowed him to overlook the entire main stage perfectly. He did not sit with the nobles or sect representatives but chose a private area—this was specially arranged by Meng Shenji to prevent him from being exposed to too many eyes too early.
However, the title of "Soul-Forging Douluo" had already spread. From time to time, gazes swept over from various directions, filled with curiosity, awe, or deeply hidden greed. Mo Bai ignored them all, his attention focused on the teams entering below.
"The next team entering is—Heaven Dou Royal Academy Team One!"
The host's voice echoed through the stadium via an amplification soul-tool. The audience erupted in enthusiastic cheers and discussion. Heaven Dou Royal Academy was already the flagship of the empire, and over the past six months, rumors had been flying about this team—it was said that the female students in this squad each possessed spirit ring configurations that defied common logic.
Xiao Wu walked at the very front. Today, she wore a pink and white tight-fitting battle skirt that clung to her perky, heart-shaped ass and slim waist, the short hem barely covering the top of her smooth thighs. Her long hair was braided into a scorpion braid, and her rabbit-ear hair accessory bobbing with each step. To outward appearances, she was still the lively and nimble Xiao Wu, but only Mo Bai knew that hidden in the depths of those bright pink eyes was a loyalty and desire that had been completely reshaped.
Zhu Zhuqing followed closely behind, her black leather armor outlining her body's curves to the extreme—emphasizing her narrow waist, toned abs, and the full swell of her breasts that strained against the tight material. Her face was expressionless, cold as ice, and only when her gaze occasionally swept toward a certain spot in the VIP area did it reveal a trace of submissiveness that was almost impossible to detect.
Dugu Yan, Ning Rongrong, and Ye Lingling entered in sequence. Dugu Yan's attire was the boldest; her dark green tight-fitting suit had a very low-cut chest, revealing a large expanse of snowy skin, deep cleavage, and the soft upper curves of her ample breasts. A faint smile played on her lips, and when her gaze swept across the audience, it carried a snake-like scrutiny. Ning Rongrong still maintained her young lady persona, though her eyes held less arrogance and more of the sultry allure that came after being thoroughly developed and fucked into submission. Ye Lingling was much quieter, her cool countenance paired with a white dress that hugged her elegant figure, like a quietly blooming Begonia.
Liu Erlong was the last to appear. As soon as she showed up, the roar of the crowd grew louder—a Spirit Douluo-level leader was unique among all participating teams. She stood at the front of the team with her arms crossed, her gaze sweeping over the members of Blazing Academy who had already entered, the corners of her mouth curling into a disdainful arc.