In Douluo, there is a way to die.

Chapter 142 Tang San decides to do something against his ancestors' wishes.
However, the group was unaware of Yinlan's plans for Bai Chenxiang. In this era of limited theoretical knowledge, Yinlan's ideas were always unconventional, but as it turned out, she was right every time.

Compared to Zhu Zhuqing, Bai Chenxiang, who only possesses "sensibility," does indeed have obvious shortcomings. Moreover, she even made a breakthrough during this trip. To prevent Bai Chenxiang from feeling discouraged, Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling decided to take her out for a stroll in the Soul Hunter Town to relax.

After all, according to Yinlan, Bai Chenxiang had a miserable life in the past, unlike a girl from a Soul Master family. She lived a very frugal life. Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling were afraid that she would be under too much pressure, so they comforted her along the way.

—They just need to wait to be carried away by Yinlan, but Yinlan has a lot to consider (laughs).

"I'm fine, don't worry about me, thank you, Sister Yanzi, Sister Lingling." Bai Chenxiang keenly sensed their intentions and was deeply moved. In reality, she wasn't as frustrated as they imagined. Life was much better now than when she was with her grandfather. She was a girl who was easily satisfied.

"I'm just a little curious about Sister Lan's arrangements." She shook her head, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes, and glanced at the closed door behind her.

They arrived at the Soul Hunter Town during the day. As soon as they arrived, Yinlan booked the largest luxury suite in the hotel, which was large enough to accommodate all of them. Then, she took Zhu Zhuqing into the master bedroom alone, with Yinluo guarding her outside. The two of them have been in seclusion inside ever since.

“That’s Lanlan’s special skill. Lanlan has an ability to stimulate a Soul Master’s bloodline, activate the talent hidden within the Soul Master’s body, and even erase the imperfections in the Soul Master’s bloodline,” Ye Lingling explained, speaking slowly and in a cold voice. “Our Ye family’s martial soul defects are quite famous, right? It was Lanlan who helped solve them.”

So that's how it is... Does that mean I still have a chance to improve? Bai Chenxiang was very worried about this. She couldn't understand how her "Sharp-tailed Swift" martial soul could be improved. It wasn't because she was arrogant and thought her martial soul was very strong. In fact, quite the opposite, she knew clearly how weak her martial soul was, which was why she found it hard to imagine.

We can't exactly create some kind of "Emperor Swift" for her, can we?

"Don't worry, Xiangxiang, Lanlan always has a way. Even if your martial soul really holds you back, Lanlan can use that... what was that thing again?" Dugu Yan scratched his head, momentarily at a loss for words.

“It’s about genes. As long as Lanlan can find the genes of a corresponding soul beast that are beneficial to your martial soul, even if your talent is poor, your martial soul can still evolve,” Ye Lingling added to her sister-in-law with a bit of a speechlessness. “It will happen in the next few days, so don’t worry.”

At this point, the three of them had already vaguely sensed something. Perhaps Zhu Zhuqing's martial soul or bloodline was indeed stronger than Bai Chenxiang's. After all, Bai Chenxiang was the first to reach the level 30 bottleneck, but Yin Lan went to develop Zhu Zhuqing's bloodline first, which meant that she did not need to go to the Star Dou Great Forest to find suitable soul beast genes to improve the strength of her martial soul, like Bai Chenxiang did.

However, the three of them tacitly avoided mentioning this matter. In Yin Lan's words, this is fate. The life of most Douluo people is determined at the age of six. It is normal to be inferior to others, and it is not something that can be made up for by hard work alone.

They were already content to have met Yinlan and had the opportunity to escape their original fate.

"Hehe, I'm not as lucky as you guys," Dugu Yan said casually, putting her arm around Bai Chenxiang as they walked downstairs. "I've never even experienced that bloodline development thing!"

"Stop acting innocent after getting the benefit," Ye Lingling rolled her eyes from behind her. "I heard from Lanlan that your and Grandpa Dugu's martial soul issues were personally resolved by 'that person.' How can that be the same?"

Dugu Bo and Dugu Yan had their bloodlines purified by Gu Yuena, which allowed their martial souls to evolve into dragon-type martial souls. Yin Lan had actually observed this once before. The grandfather and grandson had reached the limit of advancement and could be said to be the strongest dragon-type martial souls of this era, without exception. After all, they were the kind of beings that Gu Yuena called "Little Poison Dragon".

"Hehe." Dugu Yan stuck out her pink tongue, her every move exuding both playfulness and allure. Just as she was about to continue chatting, she felt an offensive gaze fall on them, and she couldn't help but frown.

“…Wow, impressive.” Downstairs, a short, chubby boy with short hair, small eyes, and a small mustache was leering at Dugu Yan, who was walking in front of him. His throat bobbed as he stared in a daze.

"It's just a small Canghui Academy, what's there to brag about?" Dai Mubai, with his back to the stairs, curled his lips without turning his head, his eyes filled with disdain. He didn't even glance at the protagonist he was talking about. His tone was sarcastic, clearly indicating that he was there to stir up trouble.

He had been holding back his anger for days, but now that he was no longer able to have that function, he could only suppress it. Now that he had gone on such a long trip, he had to let out his anger.

"No, Boss Dai, I'm talking about that purple-haired girl who came downstairs," neither Dai Mubai nor Ma Hongjun lowered their voices, "Look at that figure, that face, she's really hot!"

He dared to be so presumptuous because he had a strong foundation. Soul Masters were a minority group in this world, the pinnacle of society. Even though this Soul Hunting Town was near the Star Dou Great Forest, there were more ordinary people than Soul Masters. For example, in this hotel, from the owner to the waiters to most of the diners, they were all ordinary people without soul power. But the people from Shrek Academy were not only Soul Masters, but also "monsters" with top-notch talent. How could ordinary Soul Masters compare to them?
Upon hearing this, Dai Mubai turned around almost instantly, his eyes lighting up. Since that day, he had never seen such a beauty again. Ning Rongrong was still young and had not fully matured, her face still youthful. Although he could tell she was a beauty in the making, even if his manhood was still intact, he wouldn't dare to actually lay a hand on the young lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. He could only put on a show of bravado. Of course, that was on the condition that the young lady didn't provoke him, otherwise he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't do anything bad in his irrational state.

Thinking of this, Dai Mubai's face turned ugly again. He turned back to look at Ma Hongjun and said hatefully, "You fatso, are you looking for trouble?"

What's wrong with this guy again... Ning Rongrong increasingly felt that Dai Mubai's personality was too unpredictable and somewhat inexplicable. This time, no one dared to provoke him.

Due to the limited perspective and out of consideration for Dai Mubai's reputation, currently only Flander, Zhao Wuji, and Ma Hongjun, who was the first to discover Dai Mubai's crippling, know that he has become a eunuch within the entire Shrek Academy.

Upstairs, Dugu Yan, her face grim and about to erupt, hadn't even opened her mouth when there was another commotion downstairs.

"Which academy are you kids from?" A middle-aged man wearing a moon-white Soul Master robe with the words "Canghui" embroidered on the shoulders slowly stepped out from the crowd of Canghui Academy, his face grim as he demanded in an unfriendly tone. "I am Ye Zhiqiu, the director of the Foreign Affairs Department of Canghui Academy," Ye Zhiqiu said, his expression grim, but still asking in a polite tone, "You kids are also here in the Star Dou Great Forest to obtain Soul Rings, right? I hope to have a talk with your elders."

His words were beautifully crafted, watertight, and without the slightest intention of offending anyone. He categorized Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun's words as "children's jokes," giving them ample room to save face, and he didn't hold it against these kids.

But he couldn't let his students be insulted for no reason. He had to have a serious talk with the other party's elders, discuss how they taught their juniors, and seek justice for his students. He was simply taking his students, who had reached their bottleneck stage, to the Star Dou Great Forest to obtain spirit rings. They were just stopping by for a temporary rest. As teachers and students of Canghui Academy, wasn't it normal for them to travel in the academy's uniform? How was that considered "ostentatious"?

However, apart from Ning Rongrong, who was still in a state of mental turmoil and deep in thought, the group from Shrek Academy disagreed. From their perspective, they, these "monsters," were dressed casually, like ordinary people. Weren't they just showing off their school? Weren't they deliberately flaunting their status?

They never considered that it wasn't that Flander didn't want them to showcase their "Shrek Academy student" status to spread his fame further, but that Flander, being a penny-pincher, didn't have the spare money to buy each of them a custom-made school uniform.

"You still want to see our elders?" Ma Hongjun shouted, responding immediately to extricate himself from Dai Mubai's sight. His face was full of arrogance. "You think you're worthy? The few of us are enough to take care of you."

Dai Mubai's attention was indeed successfully diverted. He snorted coldly, his gaze shifting with a hint of malice as it landed on the group from Canghui Academy, his face filled with contempt and disdain.

"Hehe, this is going to be good. Dean Flander once said that those who dare not cause trouble are mediocre," Oscar chuckled as he sat next to Tang San. "This is also part of our cultivation."

Ning Rongrong's mind was in turmoil. She felt that something was off about what she was saying, but she had no time to think about it. She had just experienced being excessively ostracized by her peers and was only thinking about how to fit in with her classmates. She didn't know how to start the conversation.

Tang San found this very reasonable, so he decided to do something against his ancestors' wishes, which was to revise the fifth article of the general outline of the "Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record"—"All Tang Sect disciples should not easily provoke trouble"—and change it to Flander's sentence, "Those who dare not cause trouble are mediocre."

After all, he had already made up his mind that he would establish his own "Tang Sect" in this world. The sect's rules should naturally be decided by him, the "founder of the Tang Sect". There was no need to continue using some of the outdated rules from his previous life. What should be discarded should be discarded. He should follow the trend of the times.

No wonder he's the dean who built the "Monster Academy"—look at what he's saying, it's full of wisdom!
Ye Zhi Qiu's face turned pale and then purple, becoming extremely ugly. He hadn't expected these children to be so outrageous and reckless, daring to mock him so openly. He looked back at his students, took a deep breath, and decided he had to get back his students' face. He was so angry that he laughed.

"Black Tortoise, possess me!" Rings of black ripples emanated from his body, his figure became more hunched, a huge and heavy carapace formed behind him, his limbs became shorter, part of them shrank inside the carapace, and five soul rings—one white, two yellow, and two purple—rose one after another from behind him.

Canghui Academy is not an academy with a strong background. The strongest soul master in the academy is Shi Nian, who is notorious in the soul master world. However, as a high-level soul master academy that also recruits commoners, it still provides a way out for commoners. It is already very difficult for Ye Zhi Qiu to cultivate to the level of Soul King. However, such a soul ring configuration will inevitably have a great impact on him, making it impossible for him to break through the bottleneck of Soul Emperor for the rest of his life.

Since these kids are unwilling to take the easy way out he offered, then he'll have to teach these unruly children a lesson on behalf of their elders.

"Hahahaha, you dare to release such trash spirit rings? Aren't you ashamed?" Xiao Wu couldn't hold back and immediately burst into laughter. "You old bastard, can the combined age of your spirit rings even reach ten thousand years?"

"So he's just a useless Soul King." Dai Mubai chuckled evilly. Although he felt a powerful suppression from the other party, he wasn't nervous at all.

"Hey beautiful lady over there, after our performance, could you give me a chance to get to know you?" Ma Hongjun went even further, throwing a flirtatious wink at Dugu Yan.

"Where did this group of gifted athletes come from?" Dugu Yan on the stairs laughed until tears streamed down her face. "The poet Quan Doubu..."

“The beauty is right, you all better remember that,” Ma Hongjun chuckled, giving the group from Canghui Academy a thumbs-down, becoming even more arrogant, “We’re not human, we’re monsters!”

When they said he was fat, he started panting, leaving the three women speechless.

"Sister Yanzi, that blond guy over there is the fiancé that Zhuqing mentioned, the one she ruined." Behind Dugu Yan, Bai Chenxiang recognized Dai Mubai at a glance and whispered.

"No wonder! I was wondering where I could find such a bunch of oddballs gathered together. It turns out that birds of a feather flock together!" Dugu Yan sneered, making no attempt to hide her voice.

Even Ye Lingling, who is usually indifferent, gave Dai Mubai a look as if he were trash.

"That useless Canghui Academy is one thing," just then, a lazy voice came from the open platform on the second floor. Zhao Wuji looked disdainful, picked his ear, deliberately flicked it in the direction of the three girls, and said sarcastically, "Where did you little brats come from, daring to point fingers at my students?"

(End of this chapter)