The Heaven Dou Empire group had a very peaceful journey.
They soon arrived at Spirit City.
Qian Renxue led fifteen teams into Spirit City.
Compared to Heaven Dou City, Spirit City was indeed much smaller, but it was incredibly majestic.
Everyone was led to a hotel by a red-robed bishop.
Tang San planned to explore Spirit City, and Xiao Wu followed along.
The two walked towards Spirit Hall, which was, after all, the core area of Spirit City, and they naturally wanted to see it.
Xiao Wu gently tugged on Tang San's sleeve, "Little San... look over there!"
She lowered her voice, subtly pointing a finger towards the top of a restaurant.
Tang San, who was immersed in the grandeur of Spirit City, turned his head in confusion at her words, then immediately saw the situation and froze in place as if struck by lightning.
"Te... Teacher?!"
He saw Yu Xiaogang suspended in mid-air, his face pale, clothes ragged, and body covered in wounds, clearly having suffered greatly.
His head hung low, and between his disheveled hair, parched lips and bruised eye sockets were faintly visible.
The large characters on the wooden sign below stung Tang San's eyes.
"This is impossible..." Tang San staggered back half a step, his nails digging deep into his palm, "Teacher clearly went to seek the cultivation method for twin spirits for me..."
Xiao Wu pursed her lips, pointing at the wooden sign.
Tang San's face was ashen.
Could it be that what Teacher said about knowing the Supreme Pontiff was false?
He actually had to rely on stealing.
Every word on the wooden sign was like a heavy hammer striking Tang San's heart.
He remembered Teacher's confident demeanor before he left.
He had truly believed him, but now it seemed he had been deceived.
All that talk of knowing someone was nonsense; he just wanted to steal.
Tang San used to only think Yu Xiaogang was somewhat useless, but now it seemed it wasn't just about being useless, but a problem with his character.
How could I, Tang San, have a Teacher with a problematic character?
Xiao Wu suddenly let out a soft laugh, a hint of mockery flashing in her eyes.
She had long been uncomfortable with that constantly grim-faced Yu Xiaogang.
A useless person, yet he wanted to train them.
Did he even have the ability?
The Spirit Masters passing by pointed and whispered about Yu Xiaogang.
Someone even spat on the ground.
He opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound.
"Let's go, Little San," Xiao Wu tugged his sleeve.
Tang San took one last look at the swaying figure in the air, then mechanically turned and walked away.
Yu Xiaogang seemed to sense something and slowly raised his head.
"Was... that... Little San?"
After saying this, Yu Xiaogang fainted.
"Someone, he's fainted, wake him up!"
Bibi Dong ensured Yu Xiaogang wouldn't die, but the torment would certainly not be less.
One meal every three days, water every two days.
And when he was not down, as soon as he fainted, they would wake him up.
When he was about to die, they would have a healing Spirit Master treat him.
Anyway, all good things were given to him.
The people in Spirit Hall's prison were somewhat excited.
After all, this was their first time torturing someone like this, and everyone's face showed a twisted smile.
...
In a restaurant not far away, Yu Yuanzhen gripped the wooden railing tightly.
He stood by the window, his gaze fixed on Yu Xiaogang, who was suspended in mid-air.
The disheveled figure no longer resembled the young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan in the slightest.
His clothes were tattered, his body covered in wounds, and his face was as pale as paper, as if he could breathe his last at any moment.
"Xiaogang..." Yu Yuanzhen's chest heaved violently, the fury in his eyes almost erupting.
He wished he could rush out immediately and rescue his son!
But reason was like a bucket of cold water, dousing his head fiercely.
This was Spirit City, Spirit Hall's territory!
He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the surging murderous intent.
How many Titled Douluo were there in Spirit Hall?
There were several Elders just on the surface, not to mention the unfathomable Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong.
If he acted rashly, not only would he fail to save his son, but he would also get himself involved, and might even bring disaster upon the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
So this time, he couldn't act.
He just didn't know how he could rescue Yu Xiaogang.
"Damn it!" Yu Yuanzhen punched the window frame, sending splinters flying.
Yu Yuanzhen closed his eyes, and after a long while, slowly exhaled a turbid breath.
He opened his eyes, the rage in them replaced by cold reason.
He couldn't wait any longer; no matter how great the cost, he absolutely could not let Yu Xiaogang continue to be humiliated.
And recently, it was during the Soul Master Competition, and many people passing through here were from the two great Empires.
Yu Xiaogang's shame had already spread across the entire continent.
So he had to rescue Yu Xiaogang as soon as possible and couldn't let him continue to be humiliated like this.
Spirit Hall, this debt, I, Yu Yuanzhen, have noted it down!
...
At night.
When Tang San returned to the hotel, his mind was a little dazed.
"Xiao Wu, what's wrong with Tang San? He seems a bit off," Dai Mubai asked.
Xiao Wu shook her head, not saying much; it was better not to speak of such a shameful matter.
Seeing that he couldn't get anything from Xiao Wu, Dai Mubai stopped asking.
At the same time, Qian Renxue changed back to her original appearance and returned to Spirit Hall.
Not long after she entered Spirit Hall, she saw Xiao Ze.
Xiao Ze was slightly stunned when he saw Qian Renxue.
She stood quietly under the moonlight, a luxurious golden palace gown making her seem like a goddess descended to earth.
The golden stand-up collar perfectly enveloped her slender, snowy neck, adding a touch of noble and inviolable elegance.
Her golden hair, like a waterfall, was casually draped behind her.
She needed no deliberate adornment; her nobility was inherent.
She slightly tilted her face, her straight nose outlining a perfect profile, and a faint golden glow shimmered in her slightly slender phoenix eyes.
Her full red lips were lightly pursed, and her skin was crystal clear.
Her voluptuous figure was exquisitely wrapped by the palace gown.
Her gaze swept over, "Xiao Ze."
"Oh... isn't this our Crown Prince?" Xiao Ze said with a smile, walking over.
As he got closer, Xiao Ze could even smell Qian Renxue's fragrance.
"When did you know my true identity?" Qian Renxue asked.
"You don't need to know that. Besides, I haven't told Xue Ye your true identity."
"Now you are also a person of Spirit Hall; I hope you don't affect my plan."
Xiao Ze was speechless: "You're still working on your broken Crown Prince and Emperor plan? How speechless. With your talent, if you spent time cultivating, you could easily sweep through the Heaven Dou Empire. Isn't that better than your plan?"
Qian Renxue turned her head slightly, a hint of sadness in her eyes: "You don't understand."
Xiao Ze involuntarily ruffled her hair.
Both of them froze simultaneously.
Qian Renxue abruptly looked up, her exquisite face flushing at a visible rate.
Her phoenix eyes were now wide, filled with disbelief.
(End of Chapter)
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