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

Chapter 393 Yu Xiaogang: Could it be for me?

The following morning, at the Spirit Hall Academy.

The loud "bang bang bang" of the salutes resounded throughout the entire Wuhun City early in the morning, also waking Zhu Wu, who was sleeping soundly in the academy villa along with his clone.

"How nostalgic!" Looking out the window, I couldn't help but think of my own wedding back then.

She smiled, quickly got out of bed, washed up, and changed her clothes.

According to the customs of the Spirit Hall, firing a salute on the morning of the Pope's wedding does not mean the wedding will begin immediately. Rather, it is a symbolic act of good luck and a way to celebrate with all the spirit masters in Spirit City. After the salute, shops in the city open, and meals are free and goods are 50% off that day.

Whether they are the Soul Masters under his command or the guests, everyone can share in this joy.

At the same time, it is also a form of compensation for the Soul Masters in Wuhun City who were unable to actually attend the wedding and banquet.

According to custom, the wedding was held in the square in front of the Papal Palace. The space was limited, but Wuhun City housed tens of thousands of people, not including the guests; it was impossible for everyone to attend. Therefore, apart from the guests, everyone else could only share in the joy from the foot of the mountain.

Of course, the wedding ceremony could also be heard through the amplified sound of the soul tool.

Furthermore, as the wedding ceremony officially begins around noon, the Pope and his new wife will ride in an open carriage around Wuhun City, celebrating with the people. They will then walk up the long steps of Papal Mountain, finally arriving at the Papal Palace square, where guests will gather to receive their blessings. Afterwards, the wedding ceremony and vows will take place with the entire ceremony amplified by a soul-guided device and witnessed by all the guests.

In short, it was even more troublesome than when he held his wedding in the Dragon Realm back then.

However, since food is free throughout the city today, and it's bound to be lively and bustling, he still wants to experience this vibrant atmosphere.

As for Bibi Dong, as a disciple, she naturally had to participate in the entire wedding ceremony. Until the wedding ended today, Bibi Dong would remain by her future master's side.

Therefore, after greeting him, I checked into the Papal Palace last night, and I expect to be quite busy today.

After changing into a custom-made white tuxedo with gold trim and a red shawl, specially sent by the Papal Palace, and making some minor adjustments to his appearance, Zhu Wu strode out the door.

"So handsome!" Stepping out of the villa area, he immediately attracted the attention of countless female students.

With the Pope's wedding, the academy was given a holiday, and the students all got up early and went to the city center to play.

Zhu Wu glanced around and saw that a lot of students had gathered on the main road, including couples, groups of girlfriends, and teams of single people.

"Oh, my lost youth!" she sighed inwardly, smiled slightly, and continued walking out of the school.

Before long, the Education Commission building came into view, and the dean was waiting with several mentors.

"Student of Yingtian." As Zhu Wu approached, the dean greeted him with a smile, then said politely, "His Holiness the Pope instructed us to take you to the Papal Palace."

"No need, Dean, you can go by yourselves. I'm planning to explore Martial Soul City by myself," Zhu Wu said with a smile.

"This..." The dean hesitated.

"Don't worry, this is Wuhun City, and most of the guests here don't know me. Even if they do, they're just acquaintances. There won't be any danger," Zhu Wu said.

"Dean, you can report this matter truthfully later. The Pope will certainly not blame you."

"Alright then." The dean nodded gently.

"Dean, I'll be going now." Zhu Wu smiled, turned and walked towards the academy gate, quickly being obscured by the figures of the students.

On the other side, inside the hotel.

"Why is getting married such a hassle? It's such a pain!" Tang Hao grumbled as he followed Tang Xiao out the door.

"Haha, second brother, you won't say that when you meet the woman you like," Tang Xiao said with a smile.

"Hmph, women will only hinder my cultivation," Tang Hao snorted.

"Xiao Gang, aren't you going out for a walk?" Yu Yuanzhen asked as he approached Yu Xiaogang's door from another room.

"No, Father," Yu Xiaogang said calmly. "I plan to stay in my room and cultivate."

Yu Yuanzhen's face lit up with satisfaction, and he nodded slightly. "Alright, I'll have someone bring breakfast over later."

"Hmm," Yu Xiaogang replied calmly.

A few quarters of an hour later, inside Wuhun City.

Zhu Wu strolled leisurely along the crowded street, munching on skewers with both hands while observing his surroundings.

"So handsome!" This frequently drew attention from women.

"What's wrong, feeling all lovestruck?" This prompted a teasing remark from a companion beside him. "However, I advise you not to get any funny ideas. Look at his attire, it's clearly the Spirit Hall's uniform. He's probably going to a wedding later, so his status is probably quite extraordinary."

"Perhaps he is the offspring of one of the titled elders of the Spirit Hall."

"What a pity," the woman said with a look of regret.

Zhu Wu heard this, but ignored it completely and continued playing his own game.

An hour later, multiple fireworks lit up the sky, and the crowd on the main road parted, before they turned to another road.

Upon reaching the main road, the sound of steady footsteps could be heard as rows of knights ran forward in unison, then separated to protect both sides of the main road.

After waiting for a while, the sound of the drooping carriage turning over mixed with loud cheers came from the road.

"They're here! They're here!"

"Long live the Pope! Long live the Godmother!"

Standing in the crowd, Zhu Wu looked up and saw Qian Xunji holding hands with a beautiful woman in a white wedding dress in front of a carriage adorned with flowers. Both of them were smiling and waving their free hands to the sides.

Next came Bibi Dong, holding a flower basket.

Wearing a white dress, she was stunningly beautiful, with an elegant demeanor and youthful vitality, always sporting a gentle smile.

"So beautiful!" This caused countless men on both sides to light up, paying even more attention to the bride than to the man himself.

"Who is this? Do you guys know?" Many students from non-Spirit Hall Academy who had never seen him before asked.

"It must be the Pope's personal disciple." Finally, someone responded.

"Damn, I actually took on such a beautiful disciple."

"Yes! If we weren't getting married soon, I would have suspected that Qian Xunji had some kind of fetish." The voice was very soft.

"You damn gorilla, watch your place. Don't cause trouble for the sect."

Zhu Wu turned his head and raised an eyebrow. It turned out to be a younger version of Niu Gao and Titan, with Bai He and Yang Wudi beside them. As disciples of an affiliated sect, they were not qualified to attend the wedding in front of the Papal Palace square, but they hadn't expected to be here to join in the fun.

In the main timeline, the Power Clan was wiped out, and the other three clans were also eliminated because they ultimately chose to return to Tang Chen's embrace.

This Titan seems to have loved courting death since he was a child, I thought to myself.

He turned his gaze away and looked back at the carriage.

"It's Brother Yingtian!" Bibi Dong spotted Zhu Wu in the crowd at a glance, and her smile widened.

A slight nod is a way of greeting.

Zhu Wu smiled slightly in response.

Qian Xunji, who was waving from the front, also noticed Zhu Wu from his specially made attire. His expression froze for a moment, then he smiled and nodded slightly.

"What are you nodding about? You'll be the center of attention soon." Zhu Wu ignored her completely, nodded to Bibi Dong, and turned to leave.

"." Qian Xunji felt very embarrassed, but she kept smiling and continued to wave to both sides.

Tang Hao, don't let me find an opportunity to... (I was very angry.)

The senior colleague didn't like him much. In his opinion, Tang Hao, who spread the rumors, should definitely take the blame.

A few quarters of an hour later, at the foot of Papal Hill.

As Pope Qian Xunji was touring the city with his fiancée, guests from various factions gathered and, guided by special personnel from the Spirit Hall, began to ascend the mountain.

"This is Tang Hao. He wasn't particularly good-looking when he was young." Zhu Wu's gaze swept across the room and quickly settled on the two Tang brothers.

"It's Senior Yingtian. What's he doing here, and why is he wearing the Spirit Hall's uniform?" Ning Fengzhi asked, his mind filled with questions.

Then Zhu Wu looked over and nodded slightly with a smile.

Ning Fengzhi snapped out of his daze and nodded gently in response.

Xueye, standing to the side, noticed Ning Fengzhi's unusual behavior and was also filled with doubts. However, not knowing the situation, she did not want to ask on the spot. So she smiled and nodded slightly, just like Ning Fengzhi, as a way of expressing friendliness.

However, the other party ignored him completely, as if he hadn't seen him at all. He turned his head back and swaggered past the crowd toward the steps.

He was startled and observed with a serious expression.

In the blink of an eye, the other side bypassed the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan and Tang Chen's Clear Sky Sect team without even a greeting.

Who exactly is this young man? He was deeply shocked; that was Haotian Douluo, one of the two great masters of the Soul Master world!

"It's him!" Yu Xiaogang also noticed someone walking past from the side, and it was Zhu Wu.

On the other side, Tang Hao also spotted Zhu Wu and looked displeased.

"Who is this kid? How dare he be so rude!"

"Hey kid, you don't even greet your senior? Is this how the Spirit Hall teaches etiquette?"

His grandfather, Tang Chen, was a level 99 peerless Douluo, and even Qian Daoliu, the Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall, treated him with utmost respect. Yet, this junior had chosen to completely ignore their Clear Sky Sect team, which he felt was tantamount to an insult to his grandfather.

At the same time, it is also an insult to their Haotian Sect.

"Hmph, you dare to ignore even a peerless Douluo, let's see how you end up today!" Yu Xiaogang sneered inwardly from a distance, watching coldly.

"As expected of a senior," Ning Fengzhi thought with admiration and curiosity.

Within sight, Tang Chen frowned slightly, seemingly not recognizing Senior Ying Tian.

Then Zhu Wu calmly turned his head and said, "Oh, I'm not from the Spirit Hall. I was just invited to have a meal here."

"Besides," she said, looking Tang Hao up and down, "I'm really curious, did a donkey kick you in the head?"

"In this situation, with so many people from the Spirit Hall, are they all idiots? They didn't dare to stop me, yet you, a junior, dare to jump out. Where do you get the courage?"

"You!" Tang Hao roared, clenching his fists and taking a step forward. "Who are you calling a junior?!"

"What do you think?" Zhu Wu's expression remained unchanged as he turned to Tang Chen and said calmly, "Tang Chen, shouldn't you keep a closer eye on your junior?"

"Such irrationality and lack of manners will likely lead to serious trouble for him in the future."

He'd really learned something new today – Tang Hao's temper was so explosive for someone so young.

Tang Chen frowned even more, sensing a threat in the other party's last sentence.

This person looks to be only about 18 years old, but why can't even I see through his cultivation level?

He was very puzzled, but the fact that the other party dared to speak to him like that and could walk freely in front of the Papal Palace made him realize that the other party was not simple.

"May I ask your name?" Given the unknown background and strength of the person in question, and the current situation, he asked politely.

"Grandpa, why be so polite with him?" Tang Hao, already seething with anger, roared, "This man just ignored you so much; he was clearly showing contempt for my Clear Sky Sect!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed over in one stride, still shouting.

"Hmph, how rude! Today I'll teach you a lesson on behalf of your parents!"

"Stop! Fighting is forbidden at the foot of the Pope's Hill!" The paladin knights on both sides shouted sternly as the situation escalated.

But inside, he was screaming: Tang Hao, give it your all!

The Dragon God Douluo slapped the Pope away in front of the Papal Palace that day, and many of the Palace Guard Knights witnessed it. This time, the Pope had even given instructions that if any outsiders provoked the Dragon God Douluo, they should be ignored, especially those from the Clear Sky Sect.

As expected, Tang Hao ignored them completely, his right hand already outstretched, grabbing the Dragon God Douluo's throat.

Commendable courage... these are all thoughts swirling in one's mind.

"What the hell? Get out of here!" Zhu Wu feigned anger and slapped the air in front of him, causing the air in front of him to explode.

Tang Chen's expression changed instantly.

But it was too late. With a "poof," Tang Hao was sent flying back on the spot.

"Hao'er!" Tang Chen flashed behind him and caught him. Looking down, he saw that Hao'er had already fainted.

After sensing the soul-guiding power entering the body, although the shockwave from the energy caused some minor injuries, it was not serious.

"Today is a joyous occasion, and I do not wish to see bloodshed. I will only issue a slight punishment," Zhu Wu's cold voice rang out.

"But if there is a next time, don't blame me for being impolite."

"Tang Chen, if you are not satisfied and wish to avenge this junior, my name is Ying Tian, ​​formerly known as the Dragon God, and I await your challenge at any time."

After saying that, he turned around and continued walking towards the steps.

"." Yu Xiaogang stood behind Yu Yuanzhen with his head down, pale-faced and silent.

His heart was in turmoil. Ying Tian was actually a Title Douluo, and it was highly likely that his cultivation was no less than that of Tang Chen.

The title "Dragon God" implies that one's martial soul must be of the dragon type.

No wonder, no wonder there's a way to solve my martial spirit degeneration problem.

How could such a powerful being hide his strength and stay at the Spirit Hall Academy, and be called Brother Yingtian by Bibi Dong?

I was completely baffled, then a flash of inspiration struck me.

Was it for me?

Because my martial soul is of extremely high quality after full awakening, and it is also a dragon-type martial soul, they want to take me as their disciple.

That's it, that must be it!

Given this existence, the Spirit Hall has absolutely nothing to covet.

Thinking about this, I was filled with regret.

If he had discovered this sooner and befriended him, perhaps his martial soul problem would have been resolved long ago, and he could have even become a disciple of a top-tier expert. In that case, his future would undoubtedly be limitless, and no one on this continent would have looked down on him anymore.

Regret, regret over and over again, he clenched his fists and his eyes turned red.

A fleeting glance at his retreating figure, followed by a look at his father beside him, rekindled a glimmer of hope within him.

The titled Dragon God came specifically to observe me; perhaps he has some connection with my Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family.

My father will take me to visit later; perhaps there will be another opportunity!

Thinking of this, I felt a little relieved and subconsciously straightened my head and puffed out my chest.

He had to show his seniors his strength, courage, and the ambition to become a powerful figure in the future.

(End of this chapter)