Douluo: One man returns, Fan Tianyin smashes Tang San to death

Once exposed, the consequences will be disastrous, and leaving the Wuhun Empire will become extremely difficult.

Hu Liena noticed his strangeness and asked with concern: "Lu Yu, what's wrong with you? Why do you look so bad?"

Lu Yu took a deep breath, suppressed the tension in his heart, and whispered: "We have to hurry and leave.

Your teacher is already on his way, so don't let anything get out of hand later."

Hu Liena was stunned when she heard "Teacher"

The second word, he immediately panicked and said anxiously: "Ah? My teacher is coming? What are you going to do? If she finds out about you, won't it be a big trouble? Otherwise, you should leave now!"

Lu Yu shook his head, his eyes solemn, and his voice low: "It's too late."

Lu Yu sat on a stone bench in the yard. The sunlight shone through the sparse leaves, casting mottled shadows on his face and reflecting his deep eyes.

A breeze blew by, bringing a hint of coolness, and the fragrance of flowers and plants in the yard filled the air.

Hu Liena stood beside him, her slender fingers gently intertwined, her brows full of worry.

Her voice was low and anxious, "Lu Yu, are you really sure? Teacher's strength... You don't know, she has made another breakthrough recently, far surpassing my brother, and may even be close to the level of Limit Douluo.

Can you keep your identity secret?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Yu frowned slightly and his eyes fell on a blooming wisteria in the distance. The petals swayed gently in the wind, as if telling some secret.

He did not answer immediately, but pondered for a moment, and the information provided by the Qilin's remnant soul flashed through his mind.

Bibi Dong, the Pope of the Spirit Hall, has already reached a terrifying level of strength.

According to the remnant soul's speculation, her current strength is infinitely close to that of the Ultimate Douluo, but because of her ambition to pursue the dual-soul Ultimate Douluo and even become a god, she has always suppressed her own breakthrough.

Such forbearance is awe-inspiring.

Lu Yu thought to himself that if it weren't for the influence of Yu Xiaogang, the emotional liar, Bibi Dong might have already crossed that threshold and achieved godhood.

Now that Yu Xiaogang is missing, Bibi Dong's strength has reached a new level. It is indeed like walking on thin ice to hide your identity in front of her.

He turned to look at Hu Liena, and seeing her eyes full of worry, the corners of his lips rose slightly, revealing a comforting smile: "Nana, don't worry.

As long as I don't reveal anything, she won't be able to detect anything no matter how strong she is."

His voice was low and gentle, and seemed to carry a reassuring magic.

Hu Liena bit her lip, as if she wanted to say something else, but in the end she just nodded and looked into the distance with a complicated look.

Lu Yu stood up, brushed off the dust on his clothes, and glanced across the courtyard, feeling a sense of foreboding.

He knew that it was only a matter of time before Bibi Dong arrived.

He whispered, "I'm going out for a walk. You go back first and don't let Xie Yue get suspicious."

After saying that, he turned and walked out of the yard. His steps were calm, but he couldn't hide the tension in his heart.

At the same time, in the hall on the other side, He Jun and Xie Yue were sitting opposite each other, with a list of medicinal materials spread out on the table, and the air was filled with a faint medicinal fragrance.

He Jun pointed at a list and said seriously, "The quality of these herbs must be strictly controlled, especially this century-old blood ginseng. If there is any mistake, the efficacy will be greatly reduced."

Xie Yue nodded slightly, but his eyes were a little absent-minded.

At this moment, a powerful aura swept in like a tide, and the air in the hall seemed to solidify in an instant.

He Jun's face suddenly changed, and the pen in his hand fell on the table with a crisp sound.

Xie Yue also sensed this aura, his pupils shrank slightly, and he whispered, "It's the teacher."

He quickly stood up, straightened his robe, and walked quickly to the aisle. From a distance, he saw a tall figure walking slowly towards him.

Bibi Dong was wearing the Pope's attire, the golden patterns sparkled in the sun, and the crown on her head exuded majesty.

Her steps were calm, but each one seemed to carry an invisible oppression, making the air around her heavy.

Xie Yue quickly clasped his fists and lowered his head, saying, "Teacher, why are you here?"

Bibi Dong's eyes were cold as she swept over Xie Yue. Her voice was clear but carried an unquestionable authority: "Is Lu Yu here with you?"

Xie Yue was stunned for a moment, then reacted and replied respectfully, “Lu Yu and Nana are talking in the yard.

He came this time to participate in our project.”

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong nodded, but without lingering her gaze, she turned and walked towards the yard.

After taking a few steps, she saw Lu Yu and Hu Liena walking out of the yard side by side.

Lu Yu was dressed in a green shirt, with an elegant temperament and a faint smile on his face, but his eyes slightly condensed the moment they met Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong also frowned. Her eyesight was so sharp that she immediately noticed that there was something indescribable about Lu Yu.

That kind of atmosphere was both familiar and strange, as if it was hiding some secret.

She didn't speak immediately, but looked at him quietly, with a hint of inquiry in her eyes.

This was the first time Lu Yu met Bibi Dong.

His eyes moved slightly, carefully observing the woman in front of him.

Bibi Dong is tall and has skin as white as jade. The pope's attire outlines her perfect figure, and there is a hint of coldness in her majesty.

Her face was delicate and flawless, with a coldness between her eyebrows that kept people at a distance, yet she was like a ripe peach, exuding a heart-warming charm.

Lu Yu secretly praised in his heart, this appearance is even better than Hu Liena, no wonder she can become the Pope of the Spirit Hall, this temperament alone is enough to make people feel awe.

However, he was more cautious.

Facing such a powerful person in a high position, if you are not careful, you may be doomed.

He quickly thought of a response, but his expression remained calm. He revealed a familiar smile and spoke first, his tone as familiar as an old friend: "Bibi Dong, long time no see."

As soon as these words were spoken, the air around them seemed to freeze instantly.

Hu Liena looked up suddenly, her eyes full of shock.

Xie Yue stood aside, also stunned, not understanding why Lu Yu spoke like that.

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong frowned even deeper, a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes, and she asked coldly, "Do you know me?"

Her eyes were as sharp as a knife, as if she could see through Lu Yu.

Although she couldn't see through Lu Yu's strength, she could feel that he was definitely not an ordinary person. The aura he exuded was vaguely comparable to her own, but the strange feeling mixed in it made her feel uneasy.

Lu Yu's heart tightened, but he still maintained a calm smile, and said in a calm tone: "Of course I know you. Not only do I know you, I also know your master, Qianxunji."

He deliberately mentioned this name in an attempt to disturb Bibi Dong's mood.

The three words "Qian Xunji" struck like a thunderbolt, instantly darkening Bibi Dong's face.

A deep hatred flashed in her eyes, and the air around her seemed to turn cold because of her anger.

She glared at Lu Yu, her voice low but full of unquestionable pressure: "Shut up! Who are you? How dare you play tricks in front of me? I want to see what you are hiding under this mask!"

Before she finished her words, Bibi Dong suddenly attacked.

In an instant, the soul power in the surroundings fluctuated violently, sweeping over like waves.

The surrounding soul masters all changed color. The weaker ones felt a tightness in their chests and staggered back several feet. Some even spit out blood uncontrollably.

Xie Yue and Hu Liena's expressions also turned extremely ugly. They gritted their teeth and held on, but couldn't utter a single word.

Lu Yu stood there, his back soaked with cold sweat.

He knew very well that Bibi Dong's strength far exceeded his own. If it were not for the power of the Qilin's residual soul that offset most of the oppression, he would have been unable to stand by now.

Bibi Dong's movements were as fast as lightning. Her slender palm, which contained terrifying power, grabbed Lu Yu's face directly, as if to tear off his disguise completely.

Lu Yu's expression changed slightly, and he called out to the AI ​​in his heart: "Quick, exchange for items that can resist her temptation!"

The AI's voice rang out in his mind, calmly and quickly: "It is recommended to exchange for a Peak Douluo Experience Card. It lasts for three minutes and can unleash Peak Douluo power. It requires 50 million Lucky Points."

Lu Yu gritted his teeth: "Exchange!"

The next second, a terrifying aura burst out from Lu Yu. The surrounding space seemed to be distorted by this aura, and illusory shadows appeared faintly, making it difficult to see his true face.

Lu Yu raised his hand and faced Bibi Dong's palm.

A dull crashing sound echoed throughout the courtyard, and Bibi Dong took several steps back uncontrollably, her eyes full of shock.

She never imagined that this seemingly ordinary young man could burst out with a power stronger than her own.

"Who are you anyway?"

Bibi Dong asked in a deep voice, with even more murderous intent in her eyes.

Lu Yu smiled calmly and asked, "Is your identity important? I came back this time for you and want to cooperate with you."

He paused, his eyes swept over Bibi Dong, and said with a hint of joking: "Come to think of it, you are even more stunning now than you were a few years ago."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and gently stroked Bibi Dong's face.

This action completely ignited Bibi Dong's rage. Her eyes were filled with murderous intent as she shouted, "How dare you! I will kill you!"

Lu Yu was not in a hurry. He raised his hand and waved it. The surrounding scenes instantly became blurred, as if the entire space was distorted.

When the screen resumed, the two were already in another quiet courtyard, surrounded by the fragrance of flowers and the crisp singing of birds, which was in sharp contrast to the tense atmosphere just now.

Lu Yu stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Bibi Dong calmly: "We are not enemies.

I came back this time to help you."

He paused, his tone tentative: "Or do you think you don't need help?"

Bibi Dong frowned, her eyes full of distrust, but she also knew that her strength seemed to be inferior to the other party.

She was silent for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "I need a large amount of medicinal materials and manpower. If your pharmacy can provide them, I would consider cooperation."

Lu Yu chuckled and shook his head: "Medicinal materials and manpower? I don't care about these.

I want to know, what can you give me in exchange?"

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong's eyes flashed with a hint of crazy confidence, and she slowly said, "I can give you a technique that can allow a person to obtain a second martial spirit out of thin air."

Her voice was low and had a bewitching power.

Lu Yu didn't care, his eyes lingered on her face with a hint of amusement: "Skills? Not enough."

He took a step forward and said in a low voice: "What I want is you."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stepped forward and kissed Bibi Dong on the lips before she could react.

Bibi Dong's pupils shrank suddenly, and her anger almost swallowed her whole. But just when she was about to attack, Lu Yu's figure disappeared like smoke, leaving only a voice echoing in the air: "I agree to the cooperation."

Bibi Dong stood there, her face full of anger, but a hint of complexity flashed in her eyes.

She looked at the empty front and a vague figure appeared in her mind.

That was a memory from more than ten years ago, about Qianxunji and those past events that she didn't want to recall.

She was still unsure of Lu Yu's identity, but his words and actions made her feel vaguely familiar.

She clenched her fists and muttered to herself: "Who are you..."

The night was as dark as ink, the lights in the inn flickered, and the dim light sprinkled on the wooden floor, reflecting a quiet warmth.

Lu Yu pushed the door open and walked in, his steps steady but with a hint of fatigue. Although he had not fought with Bibi Dong just now, the invisible pressure was as heavy as a mountain.

His blue shirt was slightly wrinkled, and his hair was a little messy due to the night wind, but there was still a hint of indifference between his brows, as if the worldly affairs could not disturb his heart.

Inside the house, He Jun had been waiting for a long time.

He was dressed in a gray robe, sitting at the table, his fingers tapping unconsciously on the table, his eyes full of anxiety.

Seeing Lu Yu push the door open and walk in, he stood up suddenly, his tense expression slightly relaxed, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "Brother Lu, you're finally back! I just heard that you met with that... that big shot from the Spirit Empire, and my heart was in my throat!"

He Jun's voice was slightly hoarse, and his tone was filled with worry.

Lu Yu waved his hand, motioning him to sit down, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a soothing smile: "It's just a few words. Although Bibi Dong is strong, she is not strong enough to do anything to me."

He walked to the table, pulled out a wooden chair and sat down. His eyes swept across He Jun's furrowed brows, and he asked calmly, "Tell me, you're waiting for me here, so it must be something important."

He Jun nodded, sat down again, and lowered his voice and said, "Brother Lu, do you know the news from Xie Yue?"

He paused, a flicker of shock in his eyes. "They've actually developed a technology that allows for the transplantation of martial spirits! This... this is simply unbelievable! For thousands of years on Douluo Continent, martial spirits have been innate. I've never heard of the possibility of transplanting them later in life!"

There was disbelief in He Jun's tone, and his hands clenched unconsciously. It was obvious that this news had a great impact on him.

Hearing this, Lu Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, and a hint of deep thought flashed in his eyes.

He tapped his fingers lightly on the table, making a crisp sound, and said slowly, "Transplanting the martial soul... This is an unexpected development."

His voice was low and solemn, "However, since Xie Yue has thrown out such a bargaining chip, the price must be high.

Tell me, what exactly do they need?"

He Jun took a deep breath, suppressing his shock, and took out a list from his pocket, handing it to Lu Yu: "They need a wide variety of medicinal herbs, all of which are rare and precious." (End of Chapter)