Douluo Continent: Becoming the God of Nature Starting from Farming

"When did you get together with Meng Yiran? Was it just that one time?" Zhu Zhuqing asked.

Xiao Ze smiled wryly and said, "No, my relationship with her wasn't that good. Maybe she liked me, but at that time I wasn't planning on dating."

"Tsk tsk...you're quite charming. I remember you were quite dark-skinned back then," Dugu Yan laughed.

"My parents passed away when I was young, so I had to farm on my own. Later, when I became a Soul Master, I also needed to cultivate under the sun; there was no other way."

Upon hearing this, Dugu Yan wished she could slap herself. What kind of question was that?

Ye Lingling suddenly stepped forward and hugged Xiao Ze in her arms.

Dugu Yan and Zhu Zhuqing were both surprised that Lingling would take the initiative today.

You should know that Lingling usually likes Xiao Ze very much, but she never competes for him.

Xiao Ze could feel the warmth Ye Lingling was giving him, and patted her head.

"No need for that. My parents passed away when I was very young, almost ten years ago now."

"You must have had a tough childhood, right?" Others might not understand, but Ye Lingling did.

She and her mother often went to the countryside.

Life in some rural areas is really tough; let alone cultivating oneself, they can't even solve their daily food and drink problems.

"It's alright, the villagers are all very kind to me, and besides, Qingxi Village isn't poor."

Ye Lingling released Xiao Ze.

"When are you going back to the village? We'd like to go with you to take a look." Dugu Yan asked.

"Hmm... It's most likely to be the eve of the Soul Master Competition, and I also need to invite Grandpa Xiao to watch the competition."

"Grandpa Xiao?"

"Grandpa Xiao is the principal of Notting College, and he was also a very kind person to me when I was in junior college, just like my grandfather."

Ye Lingling and the other two smiled upon hearing this.

It seems Xiao Ze really has a lot of admirers.

The villagers helped.

The college has the help of Principal Xiao.

The fact that Yu Xiaogang and Tang San targeted Xiao Ze shows that they weren't good people.

How could someone who is liked by everyone be bad?

"Come in," Ning Rongrong waved.

Everyone then entered the room.

Xiao Ze and Meng Yiran exchanged a glance, both feeling somewhat awkward.

“You…” Meng Yiran didn’t know what to say.

"Now that you've come to the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, focus on your training. Then you can join us in the Continental Elite Tournament of Advanced Soul Master Academies."

“Okay!” Meng Yiran nodded emphatically.

……

Tiandou City, south of the city.

The Power Clan.

"What? You mean you were defeated by a Blue Silver Grass Soul Master in a Soul Battle?" A man even more muscular than Tailong stood in front of Tailong and asked in surprise.

Tyrone was very embarrassed, his face turning red.

"Yes, that Blue Silver Grass Soul Master's Soul Skills weren't very powerful, they were just annoying. But his movement technique was excellent; I tried to hit him many times, but I couldn't get a hit."

Upon hearing this, Taino looked disdainful.

"What's so strong about a Blue Silver Grass Soul Master? Don't make excuses for your worthlessness. We, the Power Clan, don't make excuses. A loss is a loss."

Chapter 115 Taino Blocks the Road - Tang San

Tyrone was helpless. "You've already said that, what else can I say?"

"What? You're speechless?" Taino asked.

"Yes, I lost."

"Hmph, since you lost, then I'll go see this little guy. If he really is what you say, then I won't say anything more."

But if he's not like that, don't blame me! You should know what the rules of the Power Clan are.”

"Hmm." Tyrone wasn't worried at all.

After all, he hadn't lied.

As darkness fell, lanterns lit up the main streets of Tiandou City, but the alleys remained dark.

Tang San had just come out of the Soul Arena after a fight, and the sweat on his forehead was still wet.

He wanted to take a shortcut back to the college, so he turned into a narrow alley next to it.

The alley was lined with high walls, allowing only a sliver of moonlight to shine down overhead, and the ground wasn't very good either.

However, Tang San's Ghost Shadow Steps made walking as easy as walking on flat ground.

He had only taken a few steps when two people suddenly appeared from the front and behind him.

The two men were extremely strong, with shoulders as broad as walls, and their clothes were stretched taut by their muscles.

He recognized one of them; it was Talon, the student from Blue Tyrant Academy, who had previously fought against him in a spirit battle.

The person in front who looks somewhat similar to Talon is most likely Talon's father.

The alley was quite narrow, and with the two of them standing there, Tang San was blocked from both the front and back.

Tailong's father stared intently at Tang San.

The moment Tang San saw Tai Long, his heart skipped a beat. Had this guy lost the Soul Battle? Should he call his father to deal with him?

How shameless!

He immediately became alert.

He took a step back, his back pressed against the cold wall, and his hands traced the moonlit night over the Twenty-Four Bridges.

A cold light flashed in his hand; it was his hidden weapon.

"So you're Tang San, the one who defeated my son?"

"Hmm." Tang San didn't say much; he was on edge.

Tyrone's father, I don't know what level he was.

But from Tailong's perspective, he is at least at the Soul Master level or higher.

I am no match for him, even if I use hidden weapons.

He didn't create many powerful hidden weapons.

Tang San looked around, trying to find a good escape route for himself.

But the alley was too narrow, and the buildings on both sides were very tall, making it difficult to run.

This made Tang San somewhat desperate, if only he could survive.

He will never come to such a ghost alley again.

"Hahaha... Don't worry, I'm not here for revenge. I want to ask if you're a Blue Silver Grass Soul Master?" Taino asked.

Tang San found it a bit strange, but he really didn't sense any killing intent from Tai Nuo.

Tang San's Blue Silver Grass appeared in his left hand.

"It really is a Blue Silver Grass Soul Master. I've never seen a Blue Silver Grass Soul Master before in my life. How interesting."

“Dad, see, I told you so, he is the Blue Silver Grass Soul Master,” Tailong said.

Taino rolled his eyes at him and said irritably, "You have the nerve to say that? You lost to a Blue Silver Grass Soul Master, have you no shame?"

Tang San started cursing at the father and son.

He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief; it seemed he had survived.

The two argued so much that it eventually involved him.

"You're the one who's talking to me. If you're so capable, why don't you compete with him?"

"You think I'll just go because you tell me to? Who's the boss here?!"

"You just don't dare!"

"Bullshit! Let's compete!"

Tang San was completely bewildered; how could this be applied to me?

"Kid, you heard it too, this brat wants me to fight you. I have no choice, I won't take advantage of you, I'll use my Soul Master strength."

"Um... how about tomorrow? I just finished my Soul Battle."

"That... of course not, who knows where you'll run off to then."

"Alright, come with me!" Tainuo grabbed Tang San by the neck and headed towards the Power Clan.

Tang San had no choice; he couldn't escape.

Fortunately, there was no danger to his life.

Tang San was somewhat surprised to see the Power Clan arrive before them.

I never expected that these two people were actually members of the Power Clan.

I heard that the Power Clan was originally an affiliated family of the Haotian Sect, but for some reason, they were abandoned.

"Young Master." As soon as they entered the Power Clan, many people called out to Taino Tailong.

Tang San was somewhat surprised; these two were actually young masters of the Power Clan.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Taino. I am one of the leaders of the Power Clan and the son of the clan chief. He is my son."