Douluo Dalu: Immortal Dragon Clan

"Dean Yan, if Hei and Baiyu don't sign up, then I won't sign up either."

Without the slightest hesitation, Wang Dong'er spoke directly.

Bai Yu is right. As the young master of the Haotian Sect, why should she help Shrek Academy fight for that so-called ten-thousand-year glory for no reason?

Upon hearing this, Yan Shaozhe immediately replied, "Wang Dong'er, you should be aware of your own identity, right? You are the young master of the Haotian Sect. Ten thousand years ago, the Haotian Sect and Shrek Academy had an extremely good relationship. You should know this."

"and then?"

"Now that the Clear Sky Sect has reappeared, if you participate in the Soul Master Competition, you can maintain the relationship between Shrek Academy and the Clear Sky Sect, and let this friendship continue as it did ten thousand years ago. You should understand the significance of this."

"I don't understand." Wang Dong'er shook her head and refused without even thinking. "However, Dean Yan, if you want to maintain the friendship you had ten thousand years ago, I can give you a suggestion—go to Haotian Sect and dig out those elders from ten thousand years ago. That way, you can continue to maintain your relationship."

Anyway, I'm still young and have no interest in getting involved in these things.

Yan Shaozhe:......

"Pfft—" Bai Yu couldn't help but laugh out loud. He immediately gave Wang Dong'er a thumbs up and thought to himself: This is too filial, it's ridiculously filial.

Who would have thought that Wang Dong'er would say something like "dig up the ancestors of the Haotian Sect from ten thousand years ago to maintain relations"? This child is indeed developing in the direction they expected.

"Wang Dong'er, aren't you going a bit too far with what you're saying?" Yan Shaozhe quickly recovered his composure. He really hadn't expected this young master of the Haotian Sect to be so "filial" as to dig up his ancestors from ten thousand years ago. "How can you say such a thing and do it in the spirit of those ancestors from ten thousand years ago?"

"If your father, the sect leader of the Haotian Sect, knew you said that, what would he think?"

"I don't have a father."

"And what about your mother?" Yan Shaozhe was stunned. He never expected that the current sect leader of Haotian Sect would be a woman.

"I don't have a mother."

"..." Yan Shaozhe was speechless for a moment.

No, how can someone without parents become the young master of the Haotian Sect? Is there some other hidden story behind this?
He was about to continue trying to persuade her when Wang Dong'er's next words completely dispelled his idea.

"However, Dean Yan, if you really want to find my elders, I recommend you find my eldest father. He is a Limit Douluo who is quite easy to talk to. But if you find my second father, he might treat you as a punching bag."

"And let me make this clear beforehand: before you even start trying to persuade me, I might go home and complain. Then it won't be a question of whether or not to try to persuade you." Wang Dong'er's face was full of fearlessness. Her core idea was very clear: if you dare to force me, I'll go home and get my parents' support.

At that moment, all the moral and sentimental words that Yan Shaozhe had prepared were swallowed back down his throat.

He never expected that the Clear Sky Sect, after so many years of seclusion, would actually cultivate two Limit Douluos, and judging from their demeanor, those two doted on Wang Dong'er.

After much deliberation, Yan Shaozhe finally gave up trying to persuade Wang Dong'er and turned his attention to Xiao Xiao instead.

"Xiao Xiao, your family must really want you to make something of yourself, right?" Yan Shaozhe had already investigated and found that although Xiao Xiao was a twin martial soul holder and came from a family, she was an extremely weak member of the family.

In his view, as long as he used a little coercion and enticement, Xiao Xiao would definitely agree.

But Bai Yu's next words silenced him instantly: "Dean Yan, since Xiao Xiao will be joining my family in the future, you don't need to bother helping her 'make a name for herself'."

Yan Shaozhe:......

No, how come you all acted so quickly?

Xiao Xiao chimed in, "Dean Yan Shaozhe, I'm so sorry, but I'm already on Bai Yu and Hei's side. I'll naturally sign up as long as they participate."

Finally, Yan Shaozhe's gaze fell on Huo Yutong.

This child is an orphan, surely he wouldn't listen to Bai Yu and Hei, would he?
"Huo Yutong, as an orphan, cultivation resources are of paramount importance to you. If you sign up to become a reserve team member, the academy will definitely provide you with plenty of resources." Yan Shaozhe was very adept at understanding the mindset of orphans, and he immediately began to make promises on the spot—he hadn't actually provided any resources yet, but he was already making promises first.

After saying that, Yan Shaozhe glanced at Bai Yu and Hei, and seeing that the two of them did not move, he secretly felt smug: Sure enough, these two geniuses from big families did not take this orphan seriously.

Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Huo Yutong's next words almost made him lose his composure. "Dean Yan, since you've kicked Sister Mo Yan out of the Shrek Academy team, I'm not interested in participating anymore. As for cultivation resources, during the holidays, Sister Mo Yan specially created a separate cultivation space for me and even used several 'Fear Demon Dragon Head Bones' to help me train my mental strength."

These words were like a sharp blade, stabbing Yan Shaozhe's heart several times.

He clutched his chest, struggling to breathe. He hadn't expected that the three people he valued most would all have other options.

He had originally planned to proactively reach out to them this semester and recruit them into the reserve team, but unexpectedly...

What he found even more unacceptable was that Mo Yan, that spendthrift, actually used the Fear Demon Dragon's head bone on an orphan, and an orphan with a mental martial soul at that!
As expected, it was a mistake to let Mo Yan become the so-called Sea God Pavilion Master. The teacher's decision back then was completely wrong. It would have been the right choice to take the position himself.

Fortunately, Mo Yan wasn't made the Sea God Pavilion Master in the end, otherwise Shrek Academy's resources would have been squandered by that naturally evil girl sooner or later.

But... damn it!
Half of the reserve team members I had planned for were thus lost.

It seems he has no choice but to set his sights on the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School.

We hope that the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School will consider the friendship between the sect and the academy from ten thousand years ago and be willing to send someone to join the reserve team.

But before he could act, a sudden commotion below caught his attention.

He hurriedly turned around, only to see his teacher's great-great-grandson, Bei Bei, unleashing terrifying lightning power as he attacked Tang San, a fight that even Du Weilun couldn't stop.

"what happened?"

Yan Shaozhe was initially puzzled, but then immediately separated the two and questioned, "What are you doing? Don't you know this is just a friendly spar?"

"Dean Yan, why is Tang San allowed to participate in this selection? He's such a disgusting guy, he doesn't deserve it at all!" Bei Bei stared intently at Tang San, who was holding the Clear Sky Hammer, and said through gritted teeth.

It was just a momentary lapse in attention that I failed to keep an eye on Tang Ya, and as a result, Tang Ya took the initiative to approach Tang San.

This scene made the hatred that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time impossible to suppress any longer—at this moment, his heart was on the verge of breaking, and if he did not kill Tang San, he was afraid he would completely lose control.

At this moment, Bai Yu, who was in the audience, smiled and transmitted his voice to Hei, a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Brother, give me a hand."

"You want to help him become an evil soul master?" Hei naturally understood Bai Yu's thoughts, but still advised, "He's already suffered enough."

"Brother, if he doesn't become an evil spirit master, things will only get worse. His life has already been ruined by those 'sea dogs' anyway, so why not..."

Hei was silent for a moment after hearing this, but finally nodded: "Don't go too far, or it will be a bit troublesome if Teacher Wang Yan next to us finds out."

"Then let's just kill him. It doesn't really matter anymore, does it?"

Bai Yu didn't care about anyone's life or death.

She stretched out her hands, palms facing down towards Beibei, and then clasped them together—the instant her hands were clasped, countless black threads burst through the void and flew towards Beibei.

At this moment, Wang Yan's gaze also fell below, but he didn't notice Bai Yu's little movements at all.

These threads, invisible and intangible to others, precisely targeted Beibei.

Even Yan Shaozhe couldn't detect it, because Bai Yu's use of soul power was like a drop of water falling into the ocean, and no one could detect it at all.

These threads are the "evil" that Bai Yu created by exploiting Bei Bei's negative emotions of jealousy and anger.

At this moment, Beibei still has reason because the Holy Light Dragon bloodline within him is suppressing negative emotions; but as long as the power of "evil" exceeds the suppression of the bloodline, the Holy Light Dragon bloodline will no longer be able to restrain him.

Therefore, Bai Yu decided to give Bei Bei a push, to send him completely into darkness.

...(End of chapter)