Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is the Ten Ferocious Heavenly Horned Ant

Behind a wide table in front, several simply dressed but pretty girls were standing there. On either side of the table, there was an elegant wooden staircase.

In front of the stairs, guards clad in metal armor stood ready, standing in place.

"I've come at your invitation. May I ask where Master Yuexuan is?" Tang San asked.

Not long ago, while he was still at the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, he received an invitation letter from Tang Yuehua, the master of Yuexuan Pavilion.

Tang San originally didn't intend to pay attention to the invitation letter and planned to enter the simulated training ground to cultivate his soul power.

However, he was still curious about Tang Yuehua, who shared the same surname, so he decided to spend half a day meeting the owner of Yuexuan.

As for what constitutes a simulated cultivation environment?

A simulated training environment can greatly improve the training speed of a Soul Master, and whether or not a school possesses such an environment has become an important criterion for measuring the strength of an advanced Soul Master academy.

Just like Shrek Academy now, they simply don't have that kind of opportunity.

Therefore, Ning Fengzhi was very grateful to Shrek Academy for driving away the willful and capricious Ning Rongrong; otherwise, he would have been really troubled that Ning Rongrong had gone to such a poor academy.

There was no way around it; Ning Rongrong was spoiled by herself, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo. Although she was still kind at heart, few people could handle her temper.

In fact, the Blue Silver Domain opened by Blue Silver Emperor A Yin has a similar effect to the Sea God's Light on Sea God Island; it is essentially a huge simulated cultivation environment.

Perhaps, in essence, Blue Silver Realm is not as good as Sea God's Light.

However, Dongqing can take Blue Silver Emperor A Yin with him wherever he goes, which is equivalent to carrying a huge simulated cultivation environment with him.

at this time.

The girl beside the table stepped forward, carefully examined Tang San's face, and then said seriously, "Are you the Tang San that Master Xuan mentioned, the genius who has recently made a name for himself at the Heaven Dou Royal Academy?"

"Yes, if there isn't a second Tang San, then that person is me." Tang San nodded affirmatively.

"Come with me, the master of the pavilion has been waiting for you for a long time." The girl gestured to dismiss the guards at the bottom of the stairs, and led Tang San to the third floor of the Moon Pavilion with elegant manners and calm steps.

Just as Tang San stepped onto the third floor, a beautiful zither melody began to play. He couldn't help but look up and see a noble and graceful woman sitting elegantly on a soft couch, holding a valuable harp in her arms.

At first glance, she seemed to be only twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, but her eyes seemed to have seen through everything in the world, far beyond what ordinary women could compare to.

The silver palace dress fit her perfectly, making her look elegant and graceful. Her skin was as smooth as jade, and her aura as delicate as an orchid. Unfortunately, due to her conservative personality, the skirt was slit very low, revealing only her fair and jade-like calves.

When Tang Yuehua saw Tang San enter, her pupils flickered slightly, but she didn't speak. She simply gestured for Tang San to sit down on the chair next to her, and then continued playing the zither piece she had just been playing.

Although he didn't understand what Tang Yuehua meant, Tang San inexplicably felt a sense of kinship from her and unconsciously obeyed her commands.

Music is a magical thing; it can relax your mind or instantly invigorate you.

Sad music can help soothe the wounds in your heart.

Happy music will gradually lift your spirits.

I don't know how much time has passed.

Tang Yuehua put down the harp in her arms and looked at Tang San, who was sitting on a wooden chair three meters away from her.

"Tang San, do you know who I am?"

Chapter 113, Three Women Drinking Tea

"I know, you are the Master of Yuexuan Pavilion." Tang San answered honestly.

"Besides that?" Tang Yuehua asked curiously. She was genuinely curious whether this nephew, whom she was meeting for the first time, would recognize her as his aunt.

Upon hearing this, Tang San couldn't help but scratch his head and said, "I don't know why, but I found a feeling similar to that of family from you."

"Haha... No wonder he's my second brother's son." Tang Yuehua smiled with satisfaction, and then she began to slowly explain her relationship with Tang Hao, and why she had asked him to come here this time.

......

After a while.

"Aunt, you asked me to come and ask about Xiaoqing?" Tang San asked in a strange tone.

If Dongqing dared to stand in front of him right now, he would guarantee to deliver an uppercut and a lowercut, beating Dongqing so badly that he would be unrecognizable.

"Yes, Xiao San, you grew up with Dong Qing, the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall. Your aunt wants to ask you, what kind of person was Dong Qing when he was a child?" Tang Yuehua asked.

Ever since reading "Seeing or Not Seeing," she has been eager to know what the person who created it went through and why they could write such moving poems and prose.

"Him? Just a little kid who plays in the mud all day. Apart from his superhuman strength, he doesn't seem to be anything special," Tang San said calmly.

In truth, he felt incredibly bitter that his own aunt cared more about an outsider, but because he was so concerned about his image, he always appeared calm and collected on the surface, no matter how bitter he felt inside.

However, Tang Yuehua's focus was clearly different from Tang San's. She murmured, "So that's how it is. He's extraordinary from birth, not only with divine strength but also with such unparalleled talent. Indeed, gold always shines."

For some reason, Tang Yuehua now had an urge to meet Dong Qing in person.

Actually, this wasn't just her idea; anyone who watched "Seeing or Not Seeing" felt an urge to meet Dongqing.

"Auntie, what are you muttering to yourself over there?" Tang San asked curiously.

The sudden sound interrupted Tang Yuehua's thoughts. She gently shook her head and changed the subject, saying, "It's nothing. Xiao San, how have you been at the Heaven Dou Royal Academy lately? Is there anything your aunt can help you with?"

After thinking it over carefully, Tang San said, "Everything else is fine, but Dugu Yan is quite annoying. At her age, she doesn't work hard to cultivate her soul power and only cares about some boring love stories all day long."

"Your aunt knows this girl. She is the granddaughter of Dugu Bo, a titled Douluo. At the same time, her grandfather, Dugu Bo, is a guest elder of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy and a guardian of the royal family. She has been spoiled since she was a child," Tang Yuehua explained.

The words had barely left her mouth when Tang Yuehua thought about it again and felt something was amiss. She then asked, "Xiao San, you seem to care about her a lot?"

As the granddaughter of a titled Douluo, Dugu Yan has considerable talent and is a suitable match for Tang San.

Tang Yuehua nodded to herself.

"I don't care about her, but my mother does." Tang San sighed and rubbed his forehead.

When Dong Qing left Tian Dou City last time, Blue Silver Emperor A Yin went to Tian Dou Royal Academy early in the morning to visit Tang San, and happened to run into Dugu Yan and Tang San together.

The two were just having a normal chat, but due to the deliberate meddling of Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin, Dugu Yan inexplicably developed a special feeling for Tang San.

"Your mother?"

Tang Yuehua's eyes widened immediately. When did her second brother, Tang Hao, take a concubine?

"Yes! Aunt, don't you know my mother?" Tang San asked in confusion.

"I know, but Auntie just wants to ask, which mother is she?" Tang Yuehua asked curiously.

"I only have one mother, named A Yin. Aunt, what are you talking about?" Tang San's face showed even more confusion.

"But she's already..." Tang Yuehua pursed her rosy lips, unsure of what to say. Could it be that Sister-in-law A-Yin has been resurrected?

"I don't know much about my mother. I only know that she was injured before, but she has recovered with the help of the Spirit Hall and is now following Xiao Qing to repay her kindness."

Tang San wasn't as sensitive about matters of the heart as Tang Hao, and besides, he could tell that his mother simply treated Dong Qing like a child. Well... at least that's how it is for now...

"Sister-in-law A Yin, she actually followed Dong Qing, the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall..." Upon hearing this, Tang Yuehua was at a loss for words. Could this be considered a kind of reconciliation?

at the same time.

In a scenic garden at Tian Dou Royal Academy, there were many people. It was springtime, and the weather was lovely, so many students from Tian Dou Royal Academy were enjoying the spring scenery.

The most eye-catching group was naturally Ning Rongrong, Ye Lingling, and Dugu Yan. They were sitting in a pavilion, where three cups of flower tea and some delicious snacks were placed on the stone platform.

"Rongrong, have you ever met Dong Qing, the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall?" Ye Lingling asked, as she was very curious about Dong Qing.

Her face was exquisite, as if meticulously designed by God, a true beauty among mortals. Her figure appeared slender and graceful. Her short blue hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her deep blue eyes possessed a unique charm.

"I saw him once in Tiandou City. What's wrong? When did you become interested in him?" Ning Rongrong asked curiously.

"Hmm... Rongrong, what kind of person do you think he is, the one who wrote 'Seeing or Not Seeing'?" Ye Lingling didn't answer Ning Rongrong's question directly, but instead asked another question.

"He's alright! He's quite handsome, but his female companion has a really bad temper, she's so annoying," Ning Rongrong complained.

Ning Rongrong felt angry every time she thought of Qian Renxue, and had an urge to beat her up.

"He has a female companion?" Ye Lingling asked in surprise.

For some reason, she felt a sense of loss, a stinging pain as if something she cherished had been taken away.

"Lingling, what's so strange about him? With his status, how could he not have a female companion?" Ning Rongrong asked curiously.

At this moment, Dugu Yan couldn't help but interject, "What else could it be? Lingling is in love, she's fallen for this talented writer who created 'Seeing or Not Seeing'!"

She deliberately raised her voice while speaking, hoping to tease Ye Lingling.

"Yanzi, don't talk nonsense, I didn't!" Ye Lingling quickly covered Dugu Yan's mouth, but the latter glanced at her coldly, too lazy to pay attention to Ye Lingling's hypocrisy.

at this time.

A male student from the Tiandou Royal Academy who was passing by the pavilion heard Dugu Yan loudly praising Dong Qing as a great talent.

His tone immediately turned sour as he said, "Who knows if he created it? After all, he's the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall. Even if he forcibly takes someone else's work, no one dares to say anything."

The moment he uttered those words, it immediately attracted the attention of the other students from the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy, and a debate began to unfold in the garden.

Given Dong Qing's young age and the fact that he suddenly published such a high-level poem as "Seeing or Not Seeing," it's inevitable that he would attract jealousy and skepticism from others.

Both supporters and opponents have their own valid points in theory.

Chapter 114, Can we hold on?

"Yes, I don't believe it. He can write such top-notch poetry and prose. He must have plagiarized other people's work."

"Don't let his status as the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall fool you. Does he understand emotions? Does he know anything about love? In my opinion, he understands nothing. How could he possibly write such top-notch poetry?"

“Brother in front, what you said makes sense. No one dares to question his talent in cultivation, after all, it is the basic condition for him to become the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall. But if you say that he also has such literary talent, I am the first to not believe it.”

"Well said, both literary and martial arts prowess? How could such a peerless genius appear so easily? Even if you beat me to death, I would never believe that the Spirit Hall possesses such a genius."

"It's not that we want to question the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, but he's too young, only a teenager. How could he possibly understand emotions?"

.....

Since there are opponents, there are naturally also supporters.

"In my opinion, you are simply jealous and resentful because you can't stand seeing others do well, so you've tried every means to slander His Highness the Holy Son."

“That makes sense, that makes sense, they are just jealous.”

"Does writing poetry and prose have anything to do with age? If that's the case, then wouldn't every man over eighty be a great talent?"

"People are different, and the difference in talent can sometimes make you feel hopeless. At this time, we don't need to be jealous, just watch him excel."

"Is it strange to be both scholarly and martial? Just because you haven't seen one, you're denying the existence of such a genius?"