Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul, Luo Sanpao, Allows Me to Defy Fate

Bibi Dong's Lutian Organization was secretly plotting actions against the Clear Sky Sect and other major sects. Friction between the Spirit Hall and the Clear Sky Sect had already been brewing for some time.

But at this moment, all grudges have been put on hold.

Originally, the major forces had already secretly and tacitly planned to annihilate the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan in order to cut off Yu Xiaoheng's support and to share this behemoth for profit.

But now, this process must be accelerated.

We have to be quick.

If we don't wipe out the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan as quickly as possible and force Yu Xiaoheng out to be killed...

Who knows what kind of surprise Yu Xiaoheng will bring when he pops up again?

The sheer joy was overwhelming; no one present could possibly handle it.

The All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament gradually came to a close in such an extremely strange atmosphere.

While ordinary people in the audience were still talking about this epic battle, the higher-ups of the various sects were already harboring their own ulterior motives and undercurrents were surging.

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Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex faction.

The celebratory atmosphere cooled down quickly after a brief burst of excitement.

The undisguised chilling gazes of the leaders from various factions as they left were like buckets of ice water poured over the heads of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan members.

They are not stupid.

Yu Xiaoheng did indeed publicly cripple Tang Wei, giving the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan a huge boost in morale.

But the price they pay is that they have now become the real target of public criticism.

Yu Xiaoheng ran away.

They are still here.

The elders leading the group gathered in the tent, their faces solemn, some even with their hands trembling.

"The Spirit Hall has issued a continent-wide warrant for the arrest of the young master..." Elder Yu Luo swallowed hard, his voice hoarse. "When the Clear Sky Sect and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School left, they didn't even leave a single polite word."

"They're about to completely break ties." Another elder gritted his teeth: "With the sect leader gone, with our limited manpower, let alone facing the Spirit Hall's ambush, we can't even stop a few of the Clear Sky Sect's affiliated sects."

The atmosphere inside the tent was extremely oppressive.

Several young inner disciples stood aside, their eyes filled with terror.

They even began to doubt whether they could return alive to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's mountain gate.

Just then, a steady voice broke the silence.

"Elders, panicking will not solve any problems."

Everyone turned to look.

Yu Xiaogang sat on a wooden chair, his hands clasped on his knees, his expression remarkably calm.

Lin Wan'er stood behind him, her eyes filled with admiration.

Yu Xiaogang stood up, walked to the table in the center of the tent, and took out a map of the mainland and spread it out.

He pointed his finger at the location of Wuhun City and then drew a line.

"Our current situation is indeed extremely dangerous, but it is not without a way out."

Yu Xiaogang's voice was not loud, but it conveyed a convincing sense of logic.

"Although the Spirit Hall has issued an arrest warrant, they will never take direct action against us in Spirit City out of respect for the Pope. That would be tantamount to publicly trampling on the rules they themselves set."

"The real killing move will definitely be on the only way out of Wuhun City to the sect."

The elders exchanged glances and nodded in agreement.

Elder Yu Luo hurriedly asked, "Xiao Gang, what's your plan?"

Yu Xiaogang lowered his gaze, looking at the route on the map, his tone completely flat.

"Divide the troops."

"There are 130 of us here to participate in the competition, including our guards and outer disciples."

"At midnight tonight, we will divide the team into three groups."

Yu Xiaogang tapped three locations on the map with his finger.

"The first batch consisted of eighty outer disciples and three outer deacons. They changed into our inner disciple robes, rode in the sect's exclusive carriage, and left openly from the south gate of Martial Soul City, heading straight for the sect along the main road."

Upon hearing this, the tent fell silent instantly.

The elders are not fools.

These eighty people are purely bait.

The Spirit Hall and the Clear Sky Sect's spies will definitely be keeping a close eye on this large and imposing force. Once they leave Spirit City by a hundred miles, a devastating blow will surely await them.

Of these eighty people, none survived.

Ignoring the expressions on everyone's faces, Yu Xiaogang continued:

"The second group consists of thirty ordinary inner disciples and two elders leading the group. You will split into smaller groups, change into civilian and merchant clothing, and disperse from the east and west gates. Do not take the main roads; instead, follow the waterways and secluded mountain paths to return to your respective sects."

"How many of this group will survive depends on fate."

Yu Xiaogang paused for a moment, then pointed to a hidden canyon on the map.

"The third batch, which is the core team."

"It consists of myself, Wan'er, the remaining core elders, and ten of the most talented inner sect elites."

"We left through the secret passage at the north gate of Wuhun City half an hour after the first and second groups left. We didn't take carriages or ride horses; we all walked through this poisonous miasma canyon."

"This route is the most dangerous, with many soul beasts, but it is also the place where major forces are least likely to set up ambushes."

After speaking, Yu Xiaogang raised his head and looked around at everyone in the tent.

This was his plan.

They abandoned over 80% of their clansmen as expendable pawns, using their lives to draw the attention of all pursuers in exchange for the survival of their core elite forces.

The methods were extremely cruel, but also extremely reliable.

Faced with an absolute disparity in strength, this was the only way for them to return to their sect alive.

The tent was deathly silent.

After a long while, Elder Yu Luo sighed and patted Yu Xiaogang's shoulder heavily.

"Xiao Gang...you've grown up."

"This plan is vicious, but it is the only way to ensure the continuation of the sect's bloodline. We will bear the infamy."

The core elders looked at Yu Xiaogang with more appreciation and satisfaction in their eyes.

Yu Xiaogang's tense back relaxed slightly.

As he listened to the elders' praise, a long-lost feeling finally welled up in his heart.

I have value.

Although Yu Xiaogang doesn't possess Yu Xiaoheng's heaven-defying martial spirit and strength, he has brains. He can also save the sect's core strength in this desperate situation.

Lin Wan'er looked at Yu Xiaogang's profile, her eyes filled with tenderness.

Amidst this oppressive yet hopeful atmosphere of surviving a calamity, a hushed conversation among inner disciples could be heard outside the tent.

Chapter 448 The Scheme of the Haotian Sect

The sound drifted in through the crack in the door because they were very close.

"Young Master Gang is really smart; this 'golden cicada shedding its shell' trick should be able to save us."

"Yes, as long as Young Master Gang can help the sect hold on a little longer and bring everyone back safely, that's fine."

The disciple's voice was filled with barely suppressed fervor and longing.

"Once we get through this period, once the young master has fully grown up!"

"Young Master can kill even Title Douluo at will. Once he returns to the sect, our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan will be invincible!"

"When the time comes, the young master will definitely avenge those fallen brothers!"

Inside the camp.

The color drained from Yu Xiaogang's face the moment he heard those words.

His face turned deathly ashen again.

The approving smiles on Elder Yu Luo's and the others' faces froze. They looked at Yu Xiaogang somewhat awkwardly, unsure of what to say.

Yu Xiaogang remained silent.

He simply sat back down in his chair, his fingers stiffly gripping the map he had drawn with routes.

The force was so great that it tore several holes in the thick parchment.

So this is ah.

It felt like something had shattered in Yu Xiaogang's chest.

He racked his brains.

He callously abandoned the lives of more than eighty of his own kind.

Burdened by this nightmare-inducing guilt, he devised the perfect escape plan.

He thought he had finally proven himself, that he was also an indispensable pillar of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan.

But in everyone's eyes.

All Yu Xiaogang did was "help the sect hold on a little longer."

It's just a struggle to wait for the real ace to return.

All his wisdom, all his cruelty, all his efforts were just paving the way for Yu Xiaoheng.

As long as Yu Xiaoheng is still alive.