Chapter 177: Chapter 177 Conversation Between Grandfather and Granddaughter, Meng Yiran’s Decision, Bibi Dong Meets Yu Xiangang
Chapter 177 Conversation Between Grandfather and Granddaughter, Meng Yiran's Decision, Bibi Dong Meets Yu Xiangang
"Haotian Douluo's words are indeed reasonable. In that case, why don't I send someone... no, I personally escort Haotian Douluo back to the Haotian Sect tomorrow?" Long Gong, after some thought, suggested, "According to Haotian Douluo, I believe the Martial Soul Halls in various places are currently searching for your whereabouts, intending to capture you while you're heavily injured and unable to exert your full strength."
"With me and the guards of my Meng family, you can safely return to the Haotian Sect without needing to show yourself."
Although Tang Hao currently only had the strength of a Soul Saint, his nine soul rings and his incredibly formidable aura all indicated his great power.
Long Gong estimated that even if Tang Hao lost an arm and a leg, he probably wouldn't be a match for him. Only by combining his martial soul fusion technique with his wife Madame Snake could they have a chance against Tang Hao.
Tang Hao's eyes lit up at the suggestion, as it solved his biggest problem.
Currently, with only Soul Saint strength and unable to fly, his crippled appearance would be too obvious in a crowd, making it easy for people to notice him. The Martial Soul Hall would undoubtedly be searching for him, and once his presence was noticed, Martial Soul Hall spies would quickly swarm in to capture him.
"In that case, thank you, Lord Dragon," Tang Hao sincerely thanked Meng Shu.
Lord Dragon nodded slightly, then turned to Old Man Ye, sitting beside Ye Lingling, and said, "Old Man Ye, the Martial Soul Hall is currently powerful and will undoubtedly influence our forces in the future."
"From their intention to rearrange the positions of the Seven Great Sects, it can be seen that their ambitions are not small. I think we need to prepare in advance to prevent being caught off guard by the Martial Soul Hall's future actions. What do you think?"
The old woman tilted her head slightly, her gaze meeting Long Gong's, and asked, "I wonder what Lord Dragon's intention is?"
"I propose that our family forces join together to resist the Martial Soul Hall's future invasion," Meng Shu said.
"I agree with Lord Dragon's suggestion."
Tang Hao suddenly spoke up, "The Martial Soul Hall's ambitions are clear. They are no longer content with just being a religious force. If my guess is correct, what they truly desire is probably control over the entire continent."
Ye Lingling's complexion changed slightly at his words.
After hearing Tang Hao's words, the old woman also showed a slight change in expression, but she still raised her own question, "Although the Martial Soul Hall holds many soul masters, they don't have many soldiers. How can they attack the two great empires?"
"Aren't those soul masters unwilling to obey the Martial Soul Hall? After all, how many soul masters are willing to be subordinates and be thrown onto the battlefield as cannon fodder?"
Tang Hao shook his head, "Old Lady Ye, you're mistaken."
"Don't forget, the Martial Soul Hall has that old fellow, Qian Dao Liu."
"With him threatening soul masters all over the world, besides the soldiers of our Seven Great Sects and the two great empires, who else would dare to disobey his orders?"
"In the face of overwhelming power, those soul masters will all submit to the Martial Soul Hall."
Tang Hao's tone became more serious, "I can guarantee that within ten years, the Martial Soul Hall will launch a total attack on the two great empires."
"And within these ten years, the Martial Soul Hall's first move will, as Lord Dragon said, be against our Seven Great Sects, especially our Martial Soul Hall."
"We must unite to have a chance of defeating the Martial Soul Hall."
Tang Hao's words undoubtedly infected the old woman. She nodded slightly, "Haotian Douluo's words make sense. In that case, after I return with Lingling tomorrow, I will discuss the alliance matter with the people in the family."
The old woman looked at Long Gong and said, "Please give us some time."
"Of course." Long Gong smiled faintly, stroking his white beard, "With the addition of the Nine Heart Begonia, our alliance will definitely not suffer if we encounter the Martial Soul Hall on the battlefield in the future."
After chatting with everyone about some details, Tang Hao returned to the room with Meng Yiran's support and got into bed.
"Yang... Uncle Tang, good night." After giving Tang Hao a somewhat embarrassed smile, Meng Yiran left the room.
As Tang Hao looked at the expression on Meng Yiran's face, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
He could see the emotions revealed in Meng Yiran's eyes, but he and the latter were destined to be incompatible...
Outside the room.
After leaving Tang Hao's room, Meng Yiran was called outside by her grandfather.
"Grandfather, what's the matter? Why did you suddenly call me out here so late at night?" Meng Yiran felt a little puzzled by her grandfather's sudden move to have a heart-to-heart conversation.
Standing in front of Meng Yiran with his hands behind his back, Long Gong suddenly said in a deep voice, "Yiran, do you have feelings for Haotian Douluo?"
Swoosh!
Meng Yiran's face suddenly changed.
"Grandfather! What are you talking about?" Meng Yiran's face suddenly turned red, as if she had been dyed with a rosy blush. Her mind recalled the face of Tang Hao illuminated by the setting sun in the afternoon.
It was a face filled with vicissitudes and stories.
It had to be said that such good looks were indeed very attractive to some naive girls.
Long Gong was very understanding of his granddaughter. He turned around and looked at Meng Yiran seriously, "Yiran, you are not young anymore. Although your grandmother and I have been urging you to find a suitable partner, you must understand, he is Haotian Douluo!"
"Setting aside his identity, just in terms of age, you and him are not compatible."
Upon hearing this, Meng Yiran suddenly retorted, "Grandfather, I've heard that even the emperors of the two great empires have married eighteen-year-old girls. Why can't I be with Uncle Tang?"
Long Gong Meng Shu chuckled and said, "But didn't you just deny it?"
"Eh..." Meng Yiran finally realized that her grandfather was teasing her.
"Ah, Yiran, do you know Haotian Douluo's status?"
"And how could you be worthy of him?"
"Let alone you, on the entire continent, how many people can match such a genius?"
"You saw it today, he not only possesses a hundred-thousand-year soul ring but also survived an ambush from Qian Renxue, the peak-level ninety-nineth-rank Douluo!"
Long Gong Meng Shu narrowed his eyes and continued, "Such a person is simply beyond your grasp."
"Moreover, a few years ago, the Martial Soul Hall also issued a wanted order for Tang Hao. Don't forget that."
"Tang Hao also has a son around your age."
"Do you think even if you could be with him, his son would accept you?"
After Meng Shu finished speaking, Meng Yiran stood still in place.
It was unclear what she was thinking.
Meng Shu continued, "I know that children of your age may admire powerful and mature men like Haotian Douluo, but that is not the love you fantasize about."
"Yiran, some things are better left as thoughts in your heart and should not be taken seriously."
"These are the only teachings I can give you. Ponder over them in your heart."
Meng Shu turned around and lightly patted Meng Yiran's shoulder, then quietly left, leaving Meng Yiran alone in the courtyard, lost in thought.
The next day.
Old Man Ye and Ye Lingling bid farewell early and left Meng Shu and Chao Tianxiang's family, heading back to the Ye Clan.
After breakfast, Meng Shu finally decided to leave his wife Chao Tianxiang and granddaughter Meng Yiran at home. He took ten guards from the family and temporarily formed a caravan, setting off with Tang Hao to the Qian Renxue Empire.
After Meng Shu's group had traveled a certain distance from the Meng family, a figure walked out of the mansion and then disappeared without a trace.
...
Martial Soul Hall.
Mimicry Training Ground.
"Boom!"
Su Yun withdrew his right leg, and the large tree in front of him collapsed at the waist the next moment.
The front of the tree was marked with numerous footprints, all of which were of the same depth, indicating Su Yun's extraordinary leg techniques.
"The Stormy Rain finally succeeded in cultivation!" Su Yun looked at the scar on the broken tree in front of him, finally exhaling a breath of relief.
Since the breakthrough of the second move of the Wind God's Leg, Su Yun had been trying to cultivate the third move, the Stormy Rain, but he had not grasped its essence until now.
It wasn't until he returned to the Martial Soul Hall and relaxed his mentality that he was able to carefully taste the subtleties of this technique, making it easier to practice.
"Clap! Clap! Clap!"
"Not bad, not bad."
The familiar and pleasant voice suddenly came from behind, and Su Yun turned around to see his teacher, Bibi Dong, appearing behind him.
At this moment, the latter's gaze seemed to fall on the broken tree kicked by Su Yun.
"Teacher." Su Yun bowed to Bibi Dong.
"I've said it before, no need for too many formalities with me."
Bibi Dong chuckled, "Wipe the sweat off your face."
As she spoke, Bibi Dong handed Su Yun a handkerchief.
Bibi Dong seemed quite pleased with this disciple in front of her.
It seemed that almost every plan he made after coming to the Martial Soul Hall was running smoothly.
Combined with the fact that his cultivation was also extraordinary, seeming to surpass even the twenty-level innate soul power of Qian Renxue, Bibi Dong felt that Su Yun was simply his lucky charm.
Taking the white handkerchief handed over by Bibi Dong, a wisp of fragrance entered Su Yun's nose from the handkerchief, and a sense of relaxation instantly appeared in his mind, spreading throughout his body.
"Thank you, teacher." Su Yun could guarantee that this must be the teacher's personal item, and he must frame it up to cherish it.
"By the way, I wonder why the teacher came to find me?" Su Yun remembered that unless it was a major matter, Bibi Dong would usually have the guards of the Martial Soul Hall summon him. Today, she came personally, so there must be something important.
Bibi Dong smiled lightly, "Since you've cultivated enough today, come with me to meet someone."
"Who?" Su Yun asked.
Bibi Dong replied, "Yu Xiaogang."
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 178: Chapter 178: Yu Xiaogang’s Fear
Chapter 178: Yu Xiaogang's Fear
Bibi Dong's words caused Su Yuntong's pupils to contract.
Although Bibi Dong had a past relationship with Yu Xiaogang, very few people within the Martial Soul Hall were aware of it.
"Do you know Yu Xiaogang, teacher?" Su Yun inquired tentatively.
Bibi Dong's eyes betrayed a hint of surprise as she looked at Su Yun. "Oh? Why do you ask?"
Su Yun spoke softly, "The words spoken by the Great Elder that day seemed pointed, directly targeting you, teacher. I suspect Yu Xiaogang's connection with you is far from simple."
Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong's gaze became increasingly astonished.
She hadn't expected her disciple to be so observant.
After a moment, she nodded gently and said, "Yes, I did have a relationship with Yu Xiaogang in the past, but we parted ways due to certain circumstances."
"Many years have passed, and much has changed."
Listening to Bibi Dong's casual words, Su Yun couldn't help but internally criticize, "In the original story, you didn't have this attitude."
"Let's go." The tenderness in Bibi Dong's eyes gradually faded, replaced by the demeanor of a queen.
Su Yun nodded and followed behind Bibi Dong. Finally, under the guidance of some guards from the Martial Soul Hall, they arrived at the prison where Yu Xiaogang was being held.
The underground prison of the Martial Soul Hall.
This place detained many criminals who had committed heinous acts outside.
Each of them was incredibly powerful, with even the least formidable possessing the strength of a Soul Emperor.
Usually, upon capture, their meridians would be destroyed. Those with soul bones would have them directly extracted, "confiscated" by the Martial Soul Hall, and rewarded to individuals who displayed talent and made significant contributions to the Martial Soul Hall.
Since his capture, Yu Xiaogang had endured much suffering, such as deprivation of food and water. His body bore countless whip marks, clearly inflicted by Chrysanthemum Douluo himself.
As for why Yue Guan was so ruthless towards Yu Xiaogang, it was quite understandable.
Before Bibi Dong became the Pope, he held high expectations for this genius of the Martial Soul Hall.
Unfortunately, in the end, the former was tarnished by Yu Xiaogang. Even for what Qian Xun Ji later did to Bibi Dong, Yue Guan attributed the mistake to Yu Xiaogang.
He believed that if it weren't for Yu Xiaogang's existence, Bibi Dong wouldn't have suffered such pain. Thus, he almost wanted to beat Yu Xiaogang to death with every lash.
However, he also considerately refrained from crippling Yu Xiaogang.
Because he wanted the latter to experience the taste of being whipped to death by someone.
"Who is that kid? How could Yue Guan personally lay hands on him?"
"Who knows? All I know is that Yue Guan is truly ruthless. Sometimes, we can hear that kid screaming all night long."
"I think I heard his last name is Yu."
"Yu? Could he be from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?"
"Impossible, right? Does the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan have such a useless waste? That kid's aura is obviously not strong."
"Hey, who doesn't know that the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has a waste, a congenital martial soul mutation, only able to cultivate to the twenty-ninth level of soul power?"
"Oh, now that you mention it, isn't that guy called Yu Xiaogang?"
"Yes, yes, I heard someone even referred to him as Master."
"Hahaha, I remember his so-called Ten Great Martial Soul Core Competition; it was almost all nonsense. Everyone knows he dared to publish it himself, claiming he discovered it."
"... "
From neighboring cells, there were often laughs and mockery from many criminals.
In the deepest and quietest corner of a small cell, Yu Xiaogang, dressed in white with blood stains, was thrown against the wall like a dead dog.
Whenever his wounds touched his clothes, they would produce a sound that made him draw a cold breath, making him feel extremely unlucky.
"Damn Yue Guan! No wonder people call you an old anal flower! When Tang Hao rescues me, I will make you pay for what you did!" Yu Xiaogang cursed Yue Guan in his heart while praying for Tang Hao and the others to come and rescue him.
"Tang Hao, please don't get into trouble, otherwise, I might really die here."
Yu Xiaogang felt terrified under the gaze of many criminals in the dungeon, especially when he was first thrown in here, he felt like those people were staring at his buttocks.
Every time he thought of this, he felt a chill in his heart.
The criminals in the underground prison of the Martial Soul Hall had been imprisoned here for many years, without seeing women, they were extremely eager.
Now that Yu Xiaogang, a tender and tender guy, was thrown in, wouldn't it be like throwing a lamb into a pack of wolves?
However, the only regret for those criminals was that Yu Xiaogang was actually being held separately, which aroused their curiosity about Yu Xiaogang's identity.
Inside the dungeon.
Yu Xiaogang was cursing Yue Guan in his heart.
The next moment, there was suddenly the sound of keys and chains outside the cell.
Yu Xiaogang's face changed, thinking that Yue Guan was coming to beat him again, he instinctively closed his eyes pretending to sleep.
With such a big movement, it even pulled on his wounds, forcing him to grit his teeth and endure the pain.
Then, after a sound of opening the door, there was another sound of closing it.
"Yu Xiaogang, stop pretending, get up."
Huh?
The voice that entered his ears was not Chrysanthemum Douluo's voice, but another somewhat familiar voice.
Yu Xiaogang opened his feigned sleep eyes and saw the visitor in front of him.
Su Yun?!
And... Bibi Dong?!
Su Yun squatted down, locking eyes with Yu Xiaogang lying on the hay-covered ground, and chuckled, "Long time no see, Mr. Yu Xiaogang."
"Su Yun?! How can it be you?!" Yu Xiaogang exclaimed in surprise.
"Why couldn't it be me?"
Su Yun gestured towards Bibi Dong behind her and said, "Of course, it was Teacher who brought me here, and Teacher also has some questions for you."
Teacher...
Bibi Dong...
Yu Xiaogang recalled Yue Guan's words about Su Yun having become Bibi Dong's student.
Looking at Bibi Dong standing expressionless behind Su Yun, he asked in a low voice, "So why did you bring me here?"
Bibi Dong didn't respond to Yu Xiaogang's question. Instead, she narrowed her eyes and said coldly, "Yu Xiaogang, do you know that if it weren't for me protecting you all these years, many old people in the Martial Soul Hall would have secretly dealt with you for stealing and disseminating knowledge from the hall?"
At these words, Yu Xiaogang's expression changed.
Reminded by Bibi Dong, he suddenly remembered this rule of the Martial Soul Hall.
"If you had focused on your research, the Martial Soul Hall wouldn't have done anything to you."
"But instead of being grateful, you are now colluding with traitors like Tang Hao."
Bibi Dong's voice became even colder. "Are you seeking death?"
Yu Xiaogang was terrified in front of the others in the Martial Soul Hall, but for some reason, he wasn't afraid to retort against Bibi Dong:
"Bibi Dong, Tang Hao has already told me about his past."
"Qian Xuanji was hunting his wife for her hundred-thousand-year soul ring. Is it wrong for him to protect his wife?"
Bibi Dong responded indifferently, "Protecting his wife isn't wrong, and the Martial Soul Hall hunting soul beasts and searching for hundred-thousand-year soul rings isn't wrong either."
"But Tang Hao violated the rules of the Martial Soul Hall, and naturally, the Martial Soul Hall has to punish him."
"You're using bandit logic!" Yu Xiaogang shouted.
Bibi Dong snorted coldly. "Believe what you want."
"I'll give you a chance now. Tell me everything about your experiences with Tang Hao, and I can send you back to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."
"Otherwise, you'll spend the rest of your life in this dungeon."
Bibi Dong said this without any change in her expression, clearly serious.
Yu Xiaogang's pupils suddenly contracted upon hearing this. He hadn't expected Bibi Dong to be so ruthless: "Bibi Dong, you weren't like this in the past. Why are you...?"
Bang!
Before Yu Xiaogang could finish speaking, Bibi Dong hit him with a burst of soul power, slamming him against the wall.
"Call me Her Holiness Pope here," Bibi Dong said coldly. "Yu Xiaogang, don't think our past relationship will make me show you any mercy."
"Anyone who tries to stop me from leading the Martial Soul Hall further won't escape."
"I advise you to speak up."
"Never!"
Yu Xiaogang's eyes widened. "If you have the guts, just kill me!"
He didn't believe that the Martial Soul Hall would really dare to kill him.
His father, Yu Yuanzhen, was the head of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. Even if he had been expelled from the clan, he was still Yu Yuanzhen's son!
If they dared to kill him, once the news got out, the Martial Soul Hall would definitely be suppressed by the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
"Heh, no need for that trouble."
"I'll tell you the truth. Chrysanthemum Douluo has already spread rumors outside that you surrendered to the Martial Soul Hall."
Bibi Dong chuckled lightly. "Now whether you speak or not, your fate is pretty much sealed."
"It's better to tell us your plans. At least, if you can't go home, you can still live a few more years in the Martial Soul Hall."
Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang was instantly dumbfounded!
"Bastard!"
Yu Xiaogang wanted to get up, but the pain all over his body made him convulse on the ground. He grimaced and said fiercely, "Bibi Dong! You're not following the rules of the two great empires. Sooner or later, you'll face retribution!"
At this moment, Su Yun suddenly said, "Yu Xiaogang, I guess you're probably thinking of waiting for Tang Hao to come and avenge you, right?"
"Let me tell you the truth. Tang Hao has already lost his arm and leg, and his life is in danger. If you want to survive, surrendering to the Martial Soul Hall is your only way out now."
"After all, even if we want to protect you, the other seniors in the Martial Soul Hall have long been thinking about using some more 'unique' methods on you."
When Su Yun said 'unique,' she intentionally emphasized it.
In the Martial Soul Hall, there was a light side and a dark side.
And this dark side was hidden within this dungeon.
With Yu Xiaogang's physique, he definitely couldn't withstand it.
As a scion of a major family, Yu Xiaogang naturally knew that wherever powerful forces detained criminals, there would inevitably be torture for confessions!
Even unimaginable torture for confessions!
Thinking of this, a chill ran down his spine, and his face turned pale as he trembled.
(End of this chapter)
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