In Douluo Continent, Tang San raids my base right from the start.

Chapter 143 Long Yingtian, You Have a Right to Die!

Ye Lingling stood up calmly and waited for the group to approach before Yu Feng spoke first.

"Lingling, did you come back to pack your things?"

"Mm." Ye Lingling nodded gently.

"I'd also like to say goodbye to everyone."

"Thank you all for your care and support during this time."

"Lingling, can I ask you a question?" Yu Feng suddenly asked.

Ye Lingling nodded gently.

"Did Young Master Long send you over?" Yu Feng asked, echoing Xiao Wu's earlier guess.

Ye Lingling shook her head, "No, and Young Master Long doesn't need it either."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "Young Master Long himself possesses a self-created healing-type soul skill, which is said to have been taught to him by his elders. He is skilled in both group and single-target healing, and he was the one who helped heal the injured students of Shrek Academy."

"I heard Sister Yan mention that its healing effect is no worse than my Nine Heart Begonia Martial Soul."

"Lingling, why did you go over there?" Shi Mo asked in shock.

Ye Lingling looked up at Shi Mo, then glanced at the other team members. She couldn't help but recall what Dugu Yan had told her about Ning Rongrong's experiences at Shrek Academy, as well as Xiao Wu's many complaints and criticisms of Zhu Wu when she first joined the team, including the silence of the other Shrek Academy members after hearing it.

She was still alive then, and she saw and heard everything.

Long Yingtian had clearly provided so much help to these people—guiding them, recommending spirit beasts, treating injured team members, and later explaining new spirit master theories, allowing them to learn new things. Even after choosing to leave, he continued to encourage the team members and didn't ask the academy for a refund. But did these people appreciate it?

What did Shrek Academy bring to Long Yingtian?

It seems there's nothing there!

She pursed her lips, glanced at Yu Tianheng out of the corner of her eye, and said softly, "You'll find out later."

"Could it be that your dad wants you to be with him?" Yu Feng asked subconsciously.

Ye Lingling shook her head. "Neither my father nor Young Master Long forced me to choose anything."

Everyone was puzzled, and then they heard Ye Lingling say, "It's getting late, I should go."

"Lingling, can you tell me what level your soul power is now?" Yu Tianheng finally couldn't help but ask.

"Level 42," Ye Lingling said softly.

Everyone was shocked and stood there dumbfounded.

Ye Lingling ignored everyone's expressions, bowed slightly, and turned to walk towards the dormitory door.

Before long, Ye Lingling arrived at Zhu Wu's villa, knocked on the door, and went inside.

"Perfect timing, let's have lunch together," Zhu Wu said with a smile.

"Hmm." Ye Lengleng nodded lightly.

After the meal, Dugu Yan took Ye Lingling to a room on the second floor and personally taught her the Xuan Tian Gong.

"This was also passed down from the young sect leader," Dugu Yan said.

Afternoon, training ground.

"What?!"

Lingling's soul power directly increased to level 42. The Shrek Academy members were shocked by the news brought by Yu Tianheng.

Tang San's face was slightly gloomy, and his fists were clenched. How could he be willing to miss such a great opportunity that suited him!

Just because he comes from a poor family, does he deserve to be denied the right to know?

Knowing that it was suitable, Long Yingtian never intended to tell him from the beginning.

Is it the arrogance of someone in a superior position? Or does he genuinely look down on me? As I pondered this, veins bulged on my forehead. What young sect leader? He's nothing but a snobbish, condescending, hypocritical man, a liar full of lies.

To actually play a trick on him is truly a righteous death wish!

In the shadows, Tang Hao's expression was also rather grim.

That night, in a luxurious manor in Tiandou City, a dark figure flashed by. Two quarters of an hour later, it disappeared without a trace.

"The Spirit Hall, it's time to settle our score." Tang Hao murmured, looking up at the Spirit Hall. He then turned and quickly moved towards the outside of Heaven Dou City.

In the same area, once is acceptable, but multiple times will definitely attract attention.

Nothing was said that night. The next morning, as the sun shone warmly, hurried footsteps echoed through the palace.

"Your Majesty, you must do justice for this old minister!"

"What audacity!" Xue Ye roared in the imperial court.

However, just as Tang Hao had imagined, because he only stole once, no one suspected him.

On the other side, Zhu Wu continued his daily training as usual, living a simple and fulfilling life every night, caught between two opposing forces.

"Damn it!" Salas roared in fury two days later.

He had just received a report that a main hall within his jurisdiction had been robbed, and several Soul Masters had died.

"Your Majesty, you must do justice for me!" A few days later, an imperial count ran to the Heavenly Dou court and cried out.

"Investigate!" followed by Salas, who had also received the report.

In the days that followed, thefts occurred from time to time in various places.

Meanwhile, in the Papal Palace of Wuhun City, Bibi Dong finally received the letter that had appeared on Salas's desk.

After reading it, he immediately found Qian Daoliu, threw the letter at him, and his face was grim.

"Qian Daoliu, look at the result of your 'good deeds' back then!"

Qian Daoliu raised his hand to take it, glanced at it quickly, and immediately frowned.

"It seems you are the Clear Sky Sect's greatest safe haven, and may even become the biggest force behind the Spirit Hall's downfall in the future," Bibi Dong sneered. "With seven titles in one sect, if you strike at the right time, how much will the Spirit Hall have to pay, how many lives will they have to sacrifice? Grand Elder, do you even know that?"

Qian Daoliu's expression returned to calm, and he said indifferently, "To cooperate with Long Yingtian's plan, we can also take this opportunity to see the strength of the Illusionary Beast Sect."

"If there's nothing else, you can leave now."

Bibi Dong snorted coldly and turned to leave.

A few days later, news came that the main hall and branch halls of the Martial Soul under its command had been attacked.

"How dare you!" Bibi Dong was furious.

"Elder Yue, Elder Gui, go and investigate!"

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Inside the Heavenly Dou Imperial Palace, after the morning court session, Xue Ye returned to the inner hall with a grim expression, while Xue Qinghe tentatively spoke up beside him.

"Father, do you think the thefts that have been going on for the past two weeks might be related to Tang Hao?"

Whether it is true or not, it doesn't stop her from making her guess.

Moreover, in her view, the possibility was extremely high. After all, there were very few people in this world who dared to steal from the Spirit Hall.

A cold glint flashed in Xue Ye's eyes. If Tang Hao's previous sneaking into Long Yingtian's villa could be considered a transgression of the bottom line, then this time, if it were true, it would be a complete and utter crossing of that line.

After a moment's thought, he said calmly, "We'll find out what happens next."

"Tang Hao's desire for wealth was simply to help Tang San buy a rare and precious herb from Long Yingtian."

October arrived quickly, late at night, in the courtyard of the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy.

With a creak, the door was pushed open, and Tang Hao appeared in Yu Xiaogang's bedroom.

The latter quickly stood up, about to say something, when Tang Hao waved his hand to interrupt him. He then took out a bracelet from his pocket and said in a calm voice, "There are several soul cards inside, totaling 1.5 million gold soul coins. To avoid suspicion, I suggest you have your nephew handle this."

"Consider the extra money as compensation. You can ask around for yourself or for your nephew."

"As for this soul tool, let's give it to Xiao San later."

He obtained this soul tool from one of the main halls of the Spirit Hall, just in time for his son to need one.

After saying that, he casually tossed the object onto the bed next to him. With a flash, he disappeared from the spot.

Yu Xiaogang opened his mouth, then sighed, turned around and picked up the bracelet, his eyes gleaming.

(End of this chapter)