Douluo: Martial Soul White Tiger, I am the White Emperor of Heaven

Chapter 306 Liu Erlong, who was stood up, is also heading to Wuhun City?
Outside Tiandou City.

Dai Chengfeng drove the carriage, with Bibi Dong sitting inside, her eyes closed in rest. On the carriage shaft lay Qiu'er, a golden three-eyed lion.

The carriage traveled along the wide official road back to Wuhun City, the wheels making a monotonous and rhythmic sound as they rolled over the ground. On both sides of the road stretched endless fields, and in the distance, the outline of Tiandou City was barely visible under the midday sun.

"Ah!"

At that moment, Dai Chengfeng, who was leisurely controlling the reins, suddenly sneezed without warning.

He rubbed his nose and then casually rubbed against Qiu'er's fluffy, warm golden back.

"Chirp?"

Qiu'er shook her head in dissatisfaction, glanced at him with her three golden eyes, and let out a low groan of protest.

She then turned around, pointing her golden buttocks and fluffy golden tail at Dai Chengfeng.

It looked like it was saying, "I'm very angry and refuse to provide hand warming services anymore."

Dai Chengfeng looked at the large, golden, warm brick in front of him, its back to him, and couldn't help but chuckle.

He bent his finger and gently tapped the top of Qiu'er's head, which was deliberately tilted to one side.

"Alright, little guy, you've got quite a temper."

Dai Chengfeng lowered his voice, a smile playing on his lips, "It was just a little rubbing against you. Your fur is warm, but my hands are cold."

"Who is scolding me?"

Dai Chengfeng ignored Qiu'er. He looked at the small tuft of golden fur on Qiu'er's smooth fur that he had ruffled, combed it with his fingers, and muttered to himself.

"Could it be Tang San and the others?"

The image of those "little cockroaches" gritting their teeth naturally came to mind.

"Could it be Liu Erlong?"

Dai Chengfeng shook his head and chuckled.

After all, he had promised yesterday that he would personally visit Blue Tyrant Academy today.

However, plans can't keep up with changes. After a secret talk with Xue Qinghe, Teacher Bibi Dong suddenly decided to set off immediately to return to Wuhun City.

So what can he do?
Their only option was to return to Wuhun City with their teacher.

As for Liu Erlong's side...

Well, while it's important to pry into Gangzi, it's clearly more important than what's happening in Bi Dong's area, and there's also the exciting opportunity to observe the "Great Sumeru Hammer" when we get back.

Therefore, Liu Erlong and Keng Gangzi seemed less urgent.

It's okay to put it aside for now, since the Soul-Shaping Grass is still in my possession, there will always be a chance.

Dai Chengfeng thought for a moment, then shook his head and gently shook the reins to make the horse quicken its pace.

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And at the same time.

Tian Dou City, Blue Tyrant Academy, Dean's Office.

Liu Erlong, the dean of Lanba Academy, was sitting at his desk with several thick notebooks spread out in front of him.

She was carefully taking stock of her "assets"—what rare treasures, rare medicinal herbs, soul bone fragments, or ancient artifacts she possessed that might attract the mysterious Dai Chengfeng and make him willing to offer up pills made from Soul-Shaping Grass in exchange.

"A heart scale from a ten-thousand-year-old fire lizard? ...Not good enough."

"This ancient jade slip of unknown quality? ...He might not recognize its value..."

"That section of the main root of the 50,000-year-old Silver Thread Vine? ...It's only useful for plant-type Soul Masters..."

Liu Erlong's delicate brows furrowed slightly, and her fingers tapped the table unconsciously.

She was somewhat frustrated because she hadn't prepared enough bargaining chips.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Enter."

A middle-aged man dressed in a teacher's uniform, with a respectful expression, walked in. "Dean," Xu Ping said, his face showing some embarrassment and his tone apologetic, "I went to the Swan Hotel as you instructed, to see if Mr. Dai Chengfeng had forgotten our appointment, but..."

Liu Erlong raised her head, her eyes questioning.

"but what?"

"But the manager of the Swan Hotel said that Mr. Dai Chengfeng and the gentleman who accompanied him checked out and left this afternoon, it seems that..."

"They returned directly to Wuhun City."

"What?!" Liu Erlong suddenly stood up from the chair, her curvaceous figure knocking over the pen holder next to her.

Her beautiful eyes widened, her face filled with disbelief. "Impossible!"

"He promised me yesterday! He said he would come today!"

Looking at the furious Liu Erlong, Teacher Xu Ping was very worried that he would be implicated, but in the end he still gritted his teeth and added, "Dean, please calm down... The manager of the Swan Hotel has confirmed repeatedly that Dai Chengfeng has indeed left."

"It is said that he left very suddenly, and that gentleman even left a message for Miss Ning Rongrong of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School..."

"Snapped!"

Liu Erlong slammed her slender hand heavily on the solid ebony wooden table, making a dull thud.

"Dai! Cheng! Feng!"

She practically spat out those three words through gritted teeth.

You agreed so "sincerely," but then you just ran off without even saying goodbye?
Soul-Sculpting Grass!
She was determined to win!
The main medicine is now in someone else's hands, and that "someone else" just casually stood her up!
The next second, Liu Erlong looked at the messy table and scattered documents, suddenly reached out and grabbed several pages of paper covered with writing and drawings, and clenched them tightly in his hands!
"Tsk-!"

A piercing tearing sound rang out, and the carefully prepared list and possible negotiation strategy diagram instantly turned into pieces of paper in Liu Erlong's fire-attribute soul power palm.

Liu Erlong slammed the wad of waste paper to the ground, then raised her eyes, her gaze fixed on the southwest—Wuhun City.

"Teacher Xu!"

Soon, Liu Erlong's voice regained some composure before he spoke again.

"exist!"

Xu Ping was startled by his dean's fiery temper and quickly stood up straight.

"Prepare the carriage!"

Liu Erlong commanded decisively, enunciating each word clearly, "The fastest way! Immediately! Right now! I need to go to—Wuhun City!"

"Martial Spirit City?"

Teacher Xu looked up in surprise, thinking she had misheard.

The dean, who has always lived a secluded life and has a history of unknown past, has no good feelings towards Wuhun City. Yet now he is going to take the initiative to go there.

"Do you want me to say it again?"

Liu Erlong's gaze swept over, and the invisible pressure made Xu Ping feel a chill down his spine.

"Yes, Dean! I obey! I'll go prepare right away!"

Xu Ping dared not ask another question, immediately bowed, and quickly left the office.

The door was gently closed.

The office fell silent again, with only scattered scraps of paper and an invisible anger lingering in the air.

Liu Erlong turned around, walked to the window, and looked through the academy buildings towards the direction of Wuhun City.

The setting sun cast a cold, hard glow on her features, and she slightly raised her delicate chin.

Soul-Sculpting Grass, and that Dai Chengfeng who dared to play her tricks...

Wuhun City, very good, here I come.

At this moment, Dai Chengfeng was completely unaware of this.

He was driving his carriage, basking in the warm glow of the setting sun, completely unaware that his "temporary pause" had brought yet another woman connected to Yu Xiaogang to Wuhun City.

Even if he knew, Dai Chengfeng didn't care.

Instead, people will marvel at how lively Wuhun City is becoming!
(End of this chapter)