Douluo Continent: Transmigrated into Tang San's Younger Sister and Became a God with Two Martia

Chapter 315 That Lord

Chrysanthemum Douluo spoke with a serious expression, "Your current strength is indeed formidable, but if that lord were to come in person, even you might not be able to withstand him easily."

Chrysanthemum Douluo gave a wry smile and said, "You know the strength of me and Old Ghost. Even if the two of us risked our lives, we probably wouldn't be a match for any one of them."

Tang Nian's eyes widened. Although she didn't show it on her face, her heart was already filled with turmoil. Tang Nian listened quietly to every word Chrysanthemum Douluo said.

It should be noted that Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo are both powerful figures at the Title Douluo level.

Even if the two of them faced a slightly stronger opponent of the same level, although they could not easily win, they could at least hold their own for a while.

However, the news they heard from Chrysanthemum Douluo at this moment was so unbelievable: the two of them working together were no match for a single person randomly sent out by the other side?

Thinking of this, Tang Nian's expression became even more solemn.

If the Spirit Hall truly possesses such terrifying figures, then with their current strength, are they really capable of withstanding the Spirit Hall's attack?

Perhaps, only the path to godhood is their last chance for survival.

Chrysanthemum Douluo bowed slightly, deliberately lowering his voice, and earnestly advised, "Your subordinate humbly requests that you return to the Spirit Hall for the time being, and try your best not to make things too big, so as not to disturb that lord, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable..."

Meanwhile, Tang Nian and Qian Shiye's hands remained tightly clasped together.

Just then, Tang Nian clearly felt Qian Shiye's already tightly clenched hand suddenly tighten even more, as if he wanted to accept the power she was passing on to him in this way.

Clearly, although Qian Shiye appeared calm and composed on the surface, he was still somewhat nervous deep down.

After a moment of silence, Qian Shiye finally slowly raised his head, his gaze firm and resolute.

He gently shook his head, then said in a calm yet undeniable tone, "Elder Ju, it's time to go back."

The meaning of "千时夜" is already crystal clear.

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan sighed helplessly. He knew Qian Shi Ye's temperament all too well over the years. His uncompromising nature was something he couldn't control.

Helpless, Chrysanthemum Douluo nodded and said, "Young Master, then I shall take my leave." After saying that, he smiled at Tang Nian and turned to leave, without looking at anyone from Shrek Academy again.

On the way, Tang San had already heard about the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan from Chrysanthemum Douluo. Tang San, like Liu Erlong and Grandmaster, was filled with resentment about this matter.

They are determined to avenge this.

But there were more important things to do now. Tang San quickly walked to Flander's side and said, "I heard that Emperor Xue Ye's condition isn't very good right now?"

Flander nodded slightly with a serious expression and said, "That's right, Emperor Xueye has been poisoned. Even Poison Douluo has no way to cure this poison."

Tang San said with a solemn expression, "On my way here, I sent a message to another top expert in poisons. He should be arriving here soon."

After a pause, he solemnly said, "You can handle things here for now. I will immediately go to the Heavenly Dou Imperial Palace to check on the current condition of Emperor Xue Ye."

Flander, standing to the side, nodded slightly in agreement and said, "Go ahead."

At this moment, Tang San turned his gaze to Grandmaster and Liu Erlong. His expression was solemn as he slowly spoke, word by word, "They suffered such a tragic fate, and this blood debt will never be settled! You can rest assured about that."

Upon hearing these words, both Master and Liu Erlong's eyes instantly welled up with tears. They nodded in unison, their hearts filled with grief, yet they deeply believed in what Tang San had said.

Immediately afterwards, Tang San turned his gaze to Qian Shiye.

He gazed at the other person silently for a long time before finally breaking the silence and slowly saying, "Thank you."

These two simple words contained endless profound meaning. After speaking, Tang San turned around without hesitation and walked away with firm steps.

In fact, Tang San knew very well that he was by no means a kind-hearted or soft-hearted person.

However, he felt deep admiration for Qian Shiye, after all, Qian Shiye was the young master of the Spirit Hall, and regardless of right or wrong, he was always a member of the Spirit Hall in terms of status.

If one were to put oneself in his shoes, he probably wouldn't be as principled and impartial as Qian Shiye, showing no favoritism towards his own faction.

It must be admitted that Qian Shiye's decision was undoubtedly correct.

It was only because he stood firmly on the side of justice without hesitation, unlike others who blindly protected the Spirit Hall.

However, Tang San was completely unaware of this.

In fact, for Qian Shiye, there is no such thing as justice or injustice.

He simply distanced himself from the situation, observing everything that happened from an outsider's perspective.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

All his actions and measures were for the benefit of ordinary people.

It's important to understand that compared to Soul Masters, the number of ordinary people is simply countless.

Most of them failed to acquire soul power upon awakening their martial soul, and even if they spent their entire lives, they could not successfully transform themselves into a soul master.

These commoners were far too weak compared to Soul Masters; the difference in strength between the two was like heaven and earth.

Therefore, the strong should rightfully give the weak the necessary care and attention. However, the reality is that many Soul Masters completely disregard the life and death of the weak, and only themselves are concerned with their own well-being.

At best, they might have their sect in mind; at worst, they have nothing but themselves in their hearts.

This is not the world Qian Shiye wanted to see, nor should it be the Douluo Continent.

However, Qian Shiye is not a saint either. If everything the Spirit Hall is doing today is for the common people, he might not have intervened to stop it. But the reality is that the Spirit Hall is doing things for its own selfish desires.

Therefore, he would not interfere. Qian Shiye had his own principles. He was not a good person, but all he wanted to do was to be true to himself, nothing more.

The group sat quietly in the conference room for a long time without speaking.

A somber atmosphere enveloped the entire conference room, and Tang Nian held Qian Shiye's hand tightly, never letting go.

In the end, it was only after the master and Liu Erlong left that the others moved.

(End of this chapter)