Night.
The carriage to Wuhun City sped along without stopping.
Qian Renxue sat, leaning on the milk-scented pillow provided by Ling Yuan.
Her lips and eyes were smiling, lost in sweet dreams.
Qian Renjue, on the other hand, was lying down, his head pillowed on Qian Renxue's legs, breathing evenly and steadily.
His hands were wrapped tightly around her slender waist as he rested.
Both of their faces were flushed as if blood was about to seep through.
As if they had been sucked on by something.
Outside, Pufferfish and Serpent Spear were driving the carriage smoothly.
Seeking speed while maintaining stability.
In Tiandou City, within the elegant boudoir of the Nine Heart Begonia Ye family's only daughter.
Ye Lingling was wearing a goose-yellow nightgown.
Her long, azure hair was wet, and she ran barefoot from the bathroom.
Her porcelain-like face was flawless, unable to hold onto even a trace of water.
She sat down at the table.
Holding the box that Qian Renjue had sent, her eyes filled with a hint of joy.
This was the second time she had received a gift from her fiancé.
The hairpin he had sent the first time was brightly colored, but she still liked it.
She would wear it on her head every time they met.
"Could it really be another hairpin for me?"
Ye Lingling murmured softly, smiling faintly as she carefully opened the lid.
She was immediately stunned.
"A bead?"
Ye Lingling carefully picked up the Soul-Seizing Bead and examined it closely.
"Inside… inside is a Nine Heart Begonia?"
She held it in her hand, facing the light source.
Inside was a bright pink begonia flower.
Composed of white and pink petals, the flower was brightly colored and dignified.
The flower leaves and branches stretched out.
"How could this be?!"
Ye Lingling's eyes were filled with shock and sorrow.
The begonia flower was reflected in her azure eyes.
As if it had life.
"This inexplicable sense of familiarity, is it really what I think it is?"
Mist rose in Ye Lingling's eyes.
Her vision blurred, and a few sparkling tears welled up, wetting her eyes.
Inside the Soul-Seizing Bead.
The begonia flower suddenly stretched out its branches, gently stroking the fingertips outside.
As if to comfort the tearful Ye Lingling.
"Renjue, why do you make me cry again?"
Ye Lingling couldn't help but laugh, but she raised her hand to wipe away the tears in her eyes.
Her soft hand tightly grasped the Soul-Seizing Bead.
Her heart ached and was filled with sweetness.
At this moment.
Qian Renjue, who was fast asleep, once again missed the system's notification sound.
He didn't know that Ye Lingling was sleepless because of him.
And he didn't know…
That Ye Lingling wasn't the only one who was sleepless because of him.
The moonlight was like water.
In Nuoding Academy, the Seventh Dormitory was dark.
Some people were asleep, and some were cultivating.
Xiao Wu had gone to sleep early, smacking her lips and sleeping sweetly.
Occasionally, she would lick the pink bead on her neck.
Tang San was hunched over.
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, his poor condition made him drowsy.
But he had to persevere.
Although he hadn't gone to Yu Xiaogang's room today.
He had been dragged around the academy by Xiao Wu, and they had gone outside to look for work.
It wasn't until the evening that he had time to consider the matter of detoxification.
After a thorough investigation.
Tang San realized that the situation was worse than he had imagined.
It would be fine if he had herbs in his hand.
But now he was just a poor work-study student.
Detoxification would be a long and arduous process.
Requiring a lot of time and money.
In a corner of the teachers' apartment, Yu Xiaogang, who was also poisoned, was even more listless.
His severed ears and right eye had been bandaged.
All the wounds on his legs had been initially healed at great expense.
But his complexion was a transition between black and white.
Black gas swirled around him, and he was pale and bloodless.
He looked like a withered tree on the verge of death, lifeless.
Yu Xiaogang leaned against the bed, dark circles under his eyes, white lips, and it was difficult for him to even get up.
He endured the pain in his body, emitting intermittent groans.
Even so.
He still held the Ten Great Theories in his hand, which he never tired of reading.
Bang, bang, bang!
At this moment, heavy knocks suddenly sounded on the door.
Yu Xiaogang opened his only remaining left eye, his brow furrowing with difficulty.
Apart from Tang San, no one would come to him.
But he had already told Tang San that he needed to rest for a long time.
"Please come in."
Yu Xiaogang put down the book in his hand, his voice weak.
The door opened.
A gust of black, turbid wind blew in, carrying the smell of alcohol and sourness.
Snap!
The black wind closed the door as soon as it entered.
Then a deep and hoarse voice sounded.
"Master, I need an explanation!"
Hearing this extremely hoarse voice.
Yu Xiaogang tensed up all over.
Even his soul power unconsciously spread throughout his body, ready to fart at any time.
Looking at the figure with its back to him.
Yu Xiaogang clutched his quilt, but a hint of doubt appeared in his eyes.
"You are?"
"You recognized the Clear Sky Hammer, can't you guess Little San's background?"
The black-robed figure turned around.
His body was tall, his messy black hair was scattered over his shoulders, and his old face was full of vicissitudes.
His turbid eyes seemed to be in their twilight years.
When he saw Yu Xiaogang's injuries, the anger in his eyes flickered and subsided.
Turning into surprise.
"You are Tang Hao?!"
Yu Xiaogang couldn't help but exclaim.
He didn't expect the beggar in front of him to be Tang San's father!
At this moment.
Yu Xiaogang's zombie face suddenly changed drastically, his only eye almost instantly focused.
"You really are Clear Sky…"
Tang Hao waved his hand, stopping Yu Xiaogang from continuing.
He said coldly:
"This title has never been formally given to me, no need to say more."
"Master, why did you end up like this?"
Tang Hao asked in a cold voice.
"Please forgive me, Your Majesty, I am a little inconvenient."
Yu Xiaogang's face was distorted, as long as he got out of bed, the wounds on his three legs would burst open.
Tang Hao frowned and said:
"I just want to know the answer."
Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath, his face full of fear and said:
"I took Little San to the Soul Hunting Forest and encountered a four-hundred-year soul beast, the Mandala Snake…"
"…"
Tang Hao quietly looked at Yu Xiaogang, waiting for his explanation.
But nothing happened for a long time.
"That's it?"
Yu Xiaogang nodded truthfully.
"…"
Tang Hao was silent again, but his fists were clenched.
"Just because you encountered a four-hundred-year soul beast, you let Little San absorb a ten-year soul ring?!"
"Your Majesty, I had no choice…"
Yu Xiaogang quickly explained.
"No choice?!"
Tang Hao's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he shouted angrily:
"Your cultivation is simply wasted on a pig!"
"Even a pig could have overturned that snake!"
"Your Majesty, you?!"
Yu Xiaogang's face was extremely ugly.
The Title Douluo he regarded as an idol actually humiliated him like this!
"Not convinced? Then hold it in!"
Tang Hao's beast-like pressure made Yu Xiaogang dumbfounded.
"He is my son, the son of Clear Sky Douluo!"
"Yu Xiaogang! Remember this, this is the first time, and also the last time."
Tang Hao didn't say anything more.
This weak pig couldn't withstand his fists and feet.
After he finished speaking.
Tang Hao raised his hand and waved.
A black token fell to the ground in front of Yu Xiaogang with a clang.
"I think you know very well."
"The difficulties that twin martial souls will face, Little San is entrusted to you, don't let me down!"
"Your life is not worth more than the Pope's!"
Bang!
The door closed.
Tang Hao's tall figure had disappeared.
Looking at the door, Yu Xiaogang stayed there for a long time without any movement.
His whole body was covered in cold sweat.
His right eye started to bleed again, and after a long time, he slowly lowered his head.
His gaze fell on the token.
On the black material, six powerful martial souls were engraved.
Yu Xiaogang suddenly understood.
Perhaps Tang Hao looked down on him, but he was interested in the method to solve the drawbacks of twin martial souls.
The Pope's token left on the ground seemed to be proof.
That would be the pass for him to obtain the twin martial souls cultivation method.
Wishing everyone a happy life!
