Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is the Black Dragon, I am the Lord of the Gods

Chapter 140 A Skyscraper Rise from the Ground

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"You promised to come back in two months, but it's been more than half a year!"

"I didn't even hear from you. I thought you'd been kidnapped and taken to Xingluo!"

"..."

In Tang Yuehua's room, Xuanming sat obediently, listening to her rambling.

After a long while, Tang Yuehua finally stopped talking, her throat dry, and plopped down in a chair.

"Don't get agitated, have some water first." Xuanming handed Tang Yuehua a cup of tea.

Tang Yuehua rolled her eyes at Xuan Ming, took the teacup, and slammed it down on the table. "Was he kidnapped by some girl?"

"Where is he? Why didn't you bring him back so I could see him?"

“You’ve misunderstood,” Xuanming said.

"A misunderstanding?" Tang Yuehua frowned.

"Where have you been for the past six months? You couldn't have gotten lost and wandered off to Xingluo, could you?"

Xuanming's expression froze. "I didn't get lost. It was all an accident."

"Yes, yes, it was all an accident. How could someone get lost even in Tiandou City?" Tang Yuehua took a sip of tea.

“Tell me, why haven’t we heard anything from you? The Royal Fighting Team hasn’t heard from you either. Qin Ming said you went to Soto City, but I contacted the students there, and after their investigation, they said you’ve been missing for a long time.”

Xuan thought for a moment and explained, "I went to the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt for my fourth spirit ring, which took me more than a month. After that, I went to Soto City. Qin Ming said that his old school, Shrek Academy, is there. If I have the chance, I can go and take a look."

“Shrek? The academy founded by Flander the four-eyed owl?” Tang Yuehua said.

"Mm." Xuanming nodded.

“But the information I received is that you are not at Shrek Academy,” Tang Yuehua said.

Xuanming paused for a moment, then said, "I met someone."

Tang Yuehua raised an eyebrow and leaned closer. "Whose daughter is this?"

Xuanming sighed, "Tang Hao."

"Tang Hao? Whose aunt is that..." Tang Yuehua's expression changed.

"Tang Hao? Which Tang Hao?"

"The one carrying the hammer, and with nine soul rings," Xuanming said.

Tang Yuehua's body jolted, and she almost dropped the teacup in her hand, spilling a few drops of scalding tea onto her skirt. However, she was completely unaware of this, staring intently at Xuan Ming, her voice trembling slightly: "You...you met Tang Hao? He...he didn't do anything to you, did he?"

“I fought with him,” Xuanming said.

"Then……"

"They fought?!" Tang Yuehua screamed in surprise, instinctively reaching out to tear open Xuan Ming's collar.

"Are you...are you okay?"

Xuanming quickly stopped Tang Yuehua from tearing her clothes open, saying, "She was slightly injured, but she has recovered now."

"Master, are you alright?" Steward Aud rushed over upon hearing the commotion.

"It's alright, Steward Aud, you can go about your business." Tang Yuehua tried her best to calm herself down.

Even if Xuanming is exceptionally talented, he is still just a Soul Master, while Tang Hao is a Title Douluo!

Moreover, Tang Hao doesn't know how to hold back when he attacks!

"You...you've been recuperating all this time?" Tang Yuehua frowned, her eyes filled with worry.

"Mm." Xuanming nodded.

"Why would he lay a hand on you..." Tang Yuehua's expression was complicated as she gripped Xuanming tightly with both hands.

“It’s me…” Xuanming opened his mouth, about to explain, but was interrupted by Tang Yuehua.

"Did you tell him about me?" Tang Yuehua asked.

"If he knew about your relationship with me, he would never have laid a hand on you."

Three years ago, Xuanming was openly courted by the Pope of the Spirit Hall during the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament. During that period, Xuanming frequently visited the Spirit Hall, which led to some unpleasant rumors. Even the royal family was worried that Xuanming would be lured away by the Spirit Hall.

If Tang Hao hears this news, he is very likely to take action against Xuanming in order to retaliate against the Spirit Hall!

“I already said it,” Xuanming said.

"He hit you even after I told him?!" Tang Yuehua said anxiously.

"Is he crazy!"

Xuanming sighed, "After I told him, he stopped fighting."

"I see..." Tang Yuehua breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is your injury okay?"

“It’s all better now,” Xuanming said.

"I've been in seclusion in Sunset Forest recuperating for the past few months. Didn't Poison Douluo send you any messages?" "No," Tang Yuehua replied.

"That old man probably forgot because he found it too troublesome..." Xuanming wondered.

Dugu Bo has never been fond of places like Yuexuan, and given his notorious reputation, he would probably just casually mention it to Xue Qinghe at the Tiandou Royal Academy.

"It's good that you're alright. You shouldn't go out so much in the future; it's too dangerous," Tang Yuehua said.

"Hmm." Xuanming responded without saying anything more, since he wouldn't be leaving Tiandou City anytime soon.

Judging by the timeline, the Royal Fighting Team should have arrived in Soto City by now. In another two months, Shrek Academy should also come to Heaven Fighting City, and Arou should be coming over then as well.

However, it feels like I've forgotten something...

dong dong!

"Master Xuan, His Highness the Crown Prince's men have arrived, saying they wish to invite Xuanming to the Crown Prince's residence for a chat," Steward Aud said from outside the door.

"The Crown Prince?" Tang Yuehua was taken aback.

"Did you say what happened?"

“No, I only said that Xuanming knows,” said Steward Aud.

Xuanming stood up. "I'll go over there."

"Wait, have you eaten?" Tang Yuehua pulled Xuanming back.

“No,” Xuanming said.

"Let's eat first, then we'll go."

"Ah."

……

As dusk fell, Xuanming finally headed towards the Crown Prince's residence.

While they were supposedly having a meal, Tang Yuehua kept subtly asking him who helped him hunt for the spirit ring, what he did in Soto City, whether he had any new friends at Shrek Academy, and about Tang Hao's situation.

So, lunch, which started in the afternoon, was delayed until dark.

As they entered the Crown Prince's residence, there were hardly any people around. Without a doubt, it was Qian Renxue who would be making an appearance tonight.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Upon entering the backyard, Qian Renxue was already waiting there, dressed in a gorgeous white dress, facing sideways to Xuanming, looking just like a ghost.

"Is there anything I can do for you?" Xuanming stopped and asked.

Qian Renxue walked into the pavilion, sat down, and poured two cups of tea. "It's been so long since we last met, can't we catch up first?"

"Catch up?" Xuanming frowned slightly.

"Did you come here to argue with me?"

Qian Renxue's expression froze. "What do you mean?"

“Our past is nothing more than arguments, isn’t it?” Xuanming said.

He couldn't find any pleasant memories between him and Qian Renxue. Although he wanted to get along peacefully with her, this woman always managed to pick out topics from a bunch of things that he didn't want to talk about and that could provoke him.

For a long time, he suspected that Qian Renxue was deliberately picking a fight.

Everything became clear when he started to see Qian Renxue as a boss with a screw loose!
When your boss calls you in for a talk, isn't it just to find fault?

How else can I teach you a lesson if I don't find fault with you? How else can I deduct your salary? How else can I give you a justified scolding?
And after picking a fight, the other party can say, "I'm doing this for your own good."

I'll f*** your mother!

They've even started using workplace PUA (Pick-Up Artist) tactics.

"I heard you went back to Wuhun City." Qian Renxue took a deep breath and chose to change the subject.

“Let’s go back and take a look,” Xuanming said.

"Did you have a fight with the Pope?" Qian Renxue asked.

Xuanming frowned. "If I were you, I would pretend I don't know about this, instead of bringing it up to test you."

"Why do you think I'm testing you just because I'm showing concern?" Qian Renxue said, somewhat indignantly.

"Is that the kind of person you see?"

Xuanming subconsciously gave him a look as if he were an idiot. "What do you think?"

"That's prejudice!" Qian Renxue stood up.

“Prejudice in people’s hearts is a tall building,” Xuanming said.

"But how did this building come about?"

"A tall building rises from the ground; didn't you build it brick by brick yourself?"

Perhaps Qian Renxue was genuinely concerned about him sometimes, but he simply didn't have the energy to discern whether these things were true or false.

With so much adulteration, who would be willing to gamble on whether this time it's genuine or not?

(End of this chapter)