The Great Thief of the Universe, Starting from Douluo

Chapter 27 Return to Wuhun Palace

"Boss! Boss, are you okay, boss?"

Seeing Yu Tianheng's miserable appearance, Yu Feng hurried forward to support him, but was pulled away by the other party.

Staring at Zhang San's childish face, Yu Tianheng's heart was pounding, and he felt a surge of blood. While feeling ashamed, his brain was gradually filled with anger.

For a boy of this age, there is nothing more unbearable in the world than being hit by a kid under ten years old in front of the girl he likes.

Yu Tianheng broke free from Yu Feng's supporting hand, slowly stood up, swallowed the blood in his mouth, and thunder crackled on his body.

At this moment, his identity, cultivation level, and even life and death didn’t matter. He just wanted to regain his lost face.

Although he might face even more severe trauma, as the heir of the Blue Lightning family, he would not allow himself to lose to a child who hadn't even opened his martial spirit!

"It was indeed our fault this time. I apologize to you."

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Yu Tianheng said calmly, "But I'm going to get back at that punch I just received! Yu Tianheng, a twenty-second-level powerful attack-type soul master, please give me some advice!"

As soon as the words fell, light bloomed and azure thunder burst out. Yu Tianheng instantly completed the possession of martial spirit, and two bright yellow spirit rings beside him slowly rhythmically moved.

"Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex, the power of thunder..."

Zhang San smiled. To be honest, he had read the original novel many times, but apart from the loud boasting, he really couldn't see what was so-called top-level beast martial spirit so great about it.

"Not bad, come on?"

boom--

Azure lightning flashed, and Yu Tianheng's arms were covered with large pieces of dragon scales. He roared and rushed towards Zhang San again.

"The number one soul skill! Thunder Dragon Claw!"

"It's just a small skill, but it's a master's degree!"

Zhang San sneered and threw a swift punch straight at the flying dragon claw.

Bang!
The soul power collided, and there was a dull sound, and faintly there was the sound of bones breaking.

The next moment, in Yu Feng’s shocked gaze, Yu Tianheng’s tall figure flew backwards again!

Pfft!
Yu Tianheng fell heavily to the ground, coughing up a mouthful of blood, and his right arm hung limply, obviously broken.

"Boss, are you okay?" Yufeng's voice trembled.

"I…"

Yu Tianheng was about to speak when he felt a dull pain in his chest, which made him pause.

"Ahem...I'm fine."

Coughing up blood again, Yu Tianheng forced himself to stand up and looked at Zhang San: "I lost..."

"It's obvious."

Zhang San sneered and didn't care at all.

He strengthens his body with whale glue, tempers his body with ice and fire, and has the powerful and strong North Sea soul power to support him. Not to mention that Yu Tianheng is only level 22, even if a Soul Master comes, the result will be the same.

"I just didn't expect to lose so completely. I couldn't even force out your martial spirit."

Yu Tianheng gave a bitter smile, his pride as a favored child of heaven shattered at this moment.

"Then you misunderstood."

Zhang San raised his hand, and the black cloak was like a bat's wing, drawing a graceful arc.

"This cloak is my martial soul."

"I see, a defensive spirit..."

Yu Tianheng felt much better immediately. It seemed that he had not even seen the other party's martial soul.

And it was very likely because the other party had been using his martial spirit the entire time, and he was caught off guard and suffered a great loss, which is why he was defeated by the other party...

"Stop putting gold on your face!"

Dugu Yan seemed to have read his thoughts and could not help but sneer: "Xiao San's martial soul is agile attack type, and he doesn't even have the most basic means of attack. Are you unable to afford to lose?"

Yu Tianheng blushed when he heard this: "No, I didn't mean that."

"Forget it, let's go."

Zhang San smiled. Although Yu Tianheng's pretentious look really deserved a beating, the other party had already admitted defeat, and he had no interest in adding insult to injury, otherwise it would seem that he was bullying the other party.

Looking at the two people leaving, Yu Tianheng felt a little lonely.

"I'm sorry, Yufeng, I embarrassed you."

"That's not true, Boss. If it weren't for you, I would have been poisoned to death by Yan Zi just now..."

Yu Feng hurriedly helped Yu Tianheng to his feet: "And this is all my fault. Boss, you only stepped forward to save my face."

Yu Tianheng smiled bitterly: "Actually... I feel a little uncomfortable too, probably because of Yan Zi."

"Hey, you're my boss too!"

Yu Feng said cheerfully, "Besides, that woman is full of poison. What good is there in her? I'll take you to eat some meat later, brother!"

Yu Tianheng sighed softly upon hearing this: "Let's... go get treatment first."

……

"I never thought that Yu Tianheng, who seemed like such a generous man, would actually make things difficult for a little kid like you!"

On the other side, Zhang San and Dugu Yan came to the street, and Dugu Yan was still a little angry.

"Maybe it's because the person you care about is leaving, and you feel uncomfortable."

Zhang San smiled and said casually.

"Hmm? Someone you care about? Are you talking about me?"

Dugu Yan chuckled: "So, you, my stinky little brother, are not completely ignorant of these things?"

"Don't you care about him?"

Zhang San was a little curious. In the original novel, the relationship between the two was obviously dominated by Yu Tianheng.

“There was a little bit of that before.”

Dugu Yan casually twisted her hair with her slender fingers and tilted her head to think for a while.

"During our previous sparring match, that guy was the only one in the academy who could withstand my poison. Although he wasn't a handsome guy, he was quite calm and had a bit of temperament. But my grandfather said that he had ulterior motives, so I didn't pay much attention to him."

"But maybe it's because I've been around you, a precocious little guy, for so long. Looking back, I felt like you were a bit pretentious. Now looking back, it seems like you're no different from any other horny little boy."

God damn horny...

Is it really okay for you, a girl, to say that?
Zhang San suddenly laughed: "Do I still have this ability?"

"Hum..."

Dugu Yan grabbed Zhang San's face with her ten fingers, and said viciously, "Although my stinky brother is a little young, his strength and appearance are enough to be called the best in the world. Isn't it normal for my taste to be raised by you?"

"How about it? Do you want to consider me? When you grow up, you can be my husband?"

"No."

As soon as Zhang San finished speaking, he felt the other person's fingers pinching his cheek gradually getting stronger...

Dugu Yan narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, a dangerous smile playing on her lips: "Come to think of it, I still don't know what kind of girls you like, Xiao San?" Zhang San thought for a moment: "Who says I have to like girls?"

As soon as the words fell, Dugu Yan suddenly let go of her hand as if she had been electrocuted, with a look of shock on her face.

"Of course I do like women."

Zhang San rubbed his face, chuckled, and floated away.

"You stinky little brother, how dare you play tricks on me! Don't run away!"

Dugu Yan was stunned for two seconds, then became furious and hurriedly chased after Zhang San.

She didn't know why, but after learning that the other party was not in her address book, she felt a sense of relief in her heart, and a bud of excitement quietly broke out of the ground.

The two of them quarreled and walked around the street for most of the day, until the sun set and the Ye family sent people to look for them before they returned.

"Ling Ling!"

Seeing Ye Lingling absorbing the immortal grass, Dugu Yan's face lit up with joy: "How do you feel?"

Ye Lingling didn't say anything, but just stretched out her hand and released her martial spirit.

A refreshing fragrance spread, and a crabapple flower, more graceful than before and emitting a sacred light, bloomed.

"It seems something is different from the past. I feel that the fluctuation of soul power has changed. Has the martial soul evolved?" Dugu Yan asked curiously.

“It’s different…”

Ye Lingling nodded slightly, then she glanced at Ye Cheng and his wife, then at Zhang San. After a brief hesitation, she said, "In addition to the enhanced healing ability, there is another ability, which is to make..."

"Resurrect the dead."

Zhang San said calmly, "Nine-Heart Begonia, no, it should be called Sacred Heart Begonia now. Not only is it superior to the Nine-Heart Begonia in terms of healing, it can also ignore the target's cultivation level and revive the recently deceased. Of course, the price is to overdraw all of your soul power and your own life."

"Also, due to the evolution of martial spirit quality, there can only be one Sacred Heart Begonia martial spirit in this world. However, unlike the Nine Heart Begonia, as long as the current user survives, the next generation will not awaken the Sacred Heart Begonia."

"If Miss Ye's descendants awaken their martial spirits in the future, they will probably still awaken the Nine-Heart Begonia due to the restrictions of the rules. However, they will have one more generation of Sacred Heart Begonia inheritance. If they maintain the principle of late marriage and late childbearing, it should be enough to avoid the disadvantages of the older generation dying."

"That's enough!"

Ye Cheng's tone was excited. The lifespan of a titled soul master was not much longer than that of an ordinary person. An extra generation of time was enough to avoid many tragedies. "Your Highness, your grace is great! I, Ye, truly cannot repay you!"

Zhang San smiled and said, "In that case, starting today, the Ye family will belong to the Spirit Hall. Is that okay?"

"You can do anything!"

Ye Cheng readily agreed.

Zhang San nodded and continued, "Also, Miss Ye will be returning to Wuhun City with me. During this time, I will provide her with the best training resources. I can also assure you that I will never let her use her resurrection ability."

“This is as it should be.”

Ye Cheng still agreed readily. The most valuable thing in the Ye family now is Ye Lingling's martial soul. It is impossible that they would pay a magical herb just to recruit a mere Soul Saint like him, right?
Are you kidding me?
The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect next door has two titles!
Moreover, unlike the Nine-Hearted Begonia, which is passed down from generation to generation and of which there are only two in the world, the only drawback of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tower is that it cannot break through the 80th level.

Judging from the soul power fluctuations emitted when Lingling absorbed the magic grass, the compatibility between this magic grass and the gem-type martial soul is definitely not low, and breaking the restrictions is definitely easy.

If it weren't for the relationship with Dugu Yan, this magical herb would never have fallen into Lingling's hands.

Zhang San looked at Ye Lingling: "What do you think, Miss Ye?"

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness. Lingling will definitely not let you down!"

Ye Lingling hurriedly nodded, her tone respectful. Although her voice was still ethereal, it was less cold than before.

After receiving a positive answer, Zhang San also gave Ye Lingling one night to say goodbye to her family.

Early the next morning, outside Tiandou City.

Under the reluctant gaze of Ye Cheng and his wife, the four of them rode on four soul beasts, wildebeests, and accelerated towards Wuhun City.

They rode at full speed all the way, traveling day and night, and finally arrived back to Wuhun City a few days later.

During the period, Zhang San passed by Notting City and specifically asked about it. He found out that there was still a week left before the Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy.

Looking at the towering city walls in the distance, Zhang San sat upright on his horse with a somewhat melancholic look in his eyes.

"Why did you stop, kid?"

Dugu Bo saw Zhang San rein in his horse and smiled: "Could it be that you are feeling homesick?"

"That's not true."

Zhang San shook his head. "I'm just feeling a little emotional. A few months ago, I was just a tiny mayfly that had just awakened and was seeking protection from the Spirit Hall. Now, although I'm still a mayfly, I already have the initial capital to stand at the top."

"Haha, that's wrong."

Dugu Bo stroked his beard, feeling quite proud: "At only six years old, you dare to enter this old man's medicine garden. This kind of courage is not that of a mayfly, but clearly that of a latent dragon."

Zhang San nodded thoughtfully after hearing this. "Not bad, Qianlong... your evaluation is spot on!"

"Hey! Why are you suddenly so shameless? According to the procedure at this time, shouldn't you be humble?"

"But Senior is telling the truth! Could it be that Senior is just trying to flatter me?"

Upon hearing this, Dugu Bo's mouth twitched, and Dugu Yan beside him burst out laughing, shaking her body. Even Ye Lingling, who had a quiet temperament, had her beautiful eyes full of smiles.

Several people dismounted and came to the city gate.

Zhang San handed the elder's order to the guard. After seeing it, the guard respectfully let them pass. The few of them arrived at the Pope's Palace without any obstruction.

Soon, after the guards reported, Zhang San and his companions were taken to a side hall.

A few months passed, and Bibi Dong looked no different from before, still as graceful and beautiful as before.

At this time, in addition to Bibi Dong, there were two other people in the side hall.

One of them had a gloomy and eerie temperament, and it was the ghost.

The other one had blonde hair, pretty features, and a feminine temperament. Needless to say, he was Gui Mei's good friend, Ju Douluo Yue Guan.

As soon as they entered the side hall, the eyes of the three people in the hall swept across Zhang San like lightning and fell on Dugu Bo.

"Long time no see, teacher!"

Zhang San grinned and waved towards Bibi Dong.

Seeing Zhang San's cheerful look, Bibi Dong rested her chin on her fingers and remained silent for a while.

"It's been a long time. In the past few months since you left, you've only reported to the Heavenly Dou Temple once. If Sarath hadn't reported to me, I would have thought you had no intention of returning."

Bibi Dong's tone was speechless with a hint of anger. Then she turned and looked at Dugu Bo: "Besides, Xiao San... I wonder what His Majesty Dugu's visit to our Wuhun City is about?"

"Oh yes, I was just about to introduce it to the teacher."

Before Dugu Bo could speak, Zhang San gestured towards him with his hands, "This is Senior Dugu Bo. I accidentally stumbled into your medicine garden and helped you a little. You then agreed to be my protector and bring his granddaughter with you to join our Spirit Hall."

"A small favor? Protector?"

Bibi Dong was at a loss.

She could understand what Zhang San said separately, but she couldn't understand it when they were put together.

No, what kind of help did you do to him? To make him join the Spirit Hall with his family and a title?
Bibi Dong didn’t know Dugu Bo very well, but there were only so many titles in the world, and she had heard some rumors about him.

The most widely circulated story among them is Dugu Bo's unruly, eccentric and unpredictable character.

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