Douluo: Why is Qian Renxue not in love anymore?

Chapter 77 Beating Zhao Wuji (5)

Flanders took a deep breath, his eyes flashed with determination, and then he turned to face the gate of Shrek Academy and announced loudly: "From today on, Shrek Academy will abolish all unreasonable regulations! All students who fail to pass the assessment for some reason will have their registration fees fully refunded! I, Flanders, in the name of the dean of Shrek Academy, sincerely apologize to all the affected students and parents!"

Flanders' heart felt like it was hit by a heavy hammer, and every hit caused his internal organs to ache. He looked through the dilapidated gate of the academy, and his heart was filled with mixed feelings. His clenched fists trembled slightly, and his nails dug deep into his palms, leaving blood marks, but they were not even one ten-thousandth of the pain in his heart.

Flanders felt very distressed. That was money, but what could he do when facing a Title Douluo?

He slowly turned around and faced Li Muyun, his eyes showing both unwillingness and helplessness. He forced a bitter smile and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Your Majesty Douluo, Shrek Academy will definitely carry out your request. But please allow me, the last request of an old dean - I will personally raise the money, whether by selling my property or borrowing money from everywhere, I will ensure that every penny of tuition can be refunded in full."

Li Muyun looked at Flanders and said, "You are a Soul Sage after all. Is it so exaggerated that you have to sell off all your property for such a small amount of money?"

Dai Mubai said, "The academy is very poor, so..."

Li Muyun laughed, "So you are targeting these villagers?"

Before Li Muyun finished speaking, the air seemed to freeze for a moment, and then a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. His eyes slowly swept over the people present, and finally fell on Flanders. Those eyes seemed to be able to see into the deepest secrets of people's hearts.

"Soul Saint, the strong men on this continent actually have to worry about their livelihoods to this extent?" He spoke softly, but with a majesty that could not be ignored.

Flanders' face changed slightly. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something but stopped. In the end, he could only smile bitterly, with a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

"The academy is indeed..." He paused, as if looking for the right words, "We try our best to maintain its operation, but resources are limited. Especially in recent years, the cost of training outstanding students has become increasingly high, while the academy's funds are..."

Flanders sighed and said, "I went to the royal family of the Kingdom of Barak. They originally planned to sponsor the academy, but they required that graduates of the academy must pledge allegiance to the royal family. I rejected it outright."

Li Muyun chuckled, and the sound echoed in the quiet air, carrying a bit of teasing and the indifference of someone who has seen through the world.

"Dean Flanders, how can there be something for nothing in this world?" Li Muyun's voice was low and powerful. He raised his chin slightly and stared at Flanders. "If you don't want to do anything for others, but still expect others to donate generously, don't you think everyone in the world is a fool?"

Li Muyun spoke again, "Okay, I came here today for something."

Then Li Muyun's eyes passed Flanders and Dai Mubai, and finally fixed on Tang San, with a warm smile on his lips. "Xiao San, long time no see."

Tang San heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then the familiar yet slightly unfamiliar face quickly overlapped with the image in his memory. He stood up straight abruptly, unable to hide his excitement in his voice: "You are, Brother Muyun?"

Tang San's pupils suddenly dilated, full of disbelief. He carefully looked at the gentle yet unfathomable Li Muyun in front of him, and his heart was surging with turbulent waves.

Nineteen years old, a Titled Douluo? This was beyond the boundaries of all geniuses, and made Tang San doubt his own understanding of the word "genius". He murmured to himself, his voice so soft as if he was afraid of disturbing this incredible feeling: "Brother Muyun, you...are already a Titled Douluo?"

Xiao Wu, who was already feeling a little uneasy due to the tense atmosphere on the field, now felt the hidden sense of oppression from Li Muyun. She unconsciously shrank back behind Tang San, her big, lively eyes flashing with vigilance and fear, as if she was afraid that this seemingly gentle strong man could see through the secret of her soul beast transformation.

Xiao Wu's small hand gently tugged at the corner of Tang San's clothes, her fingertips trembling slightly. Her fear of the unknown and her dependence on Tang San were fully revealed at this moment.

Li Muyun chuckled, a sly look flashing in his eyes, as if he was playing a game that only he knew. He slowly raised his hand, and a light flashed on his palm. An ancient and mysterious jade box appeared out of thin air, and the air around him seemed to tremble slightly because of the appearance of the jade box.

"Xiao San, you and I are destined to meet, so I will give you a gift today." Li Muyun's words were filled with a gentleness that could not be refused. He gently opened the jade box, and suddenly, a soul power wave that was so strong that it was almost tangible surged out like a tide, and the whole place seemed to be gently lifted up by this power.

Inside the jade box, there lay a soul bone emitting a faint golden glow. It was an external soul bone with a strange shape, as if it contained endless mysteries. It swayed gently, as if it had life and resonated with the air, releasing soul power fluctuations that made people's heart palpitate.

This is a thousand-year soul bone that Li Muyun took out from the system space, and it is an external soul bone. This soul bone is a product of the system. Although the soul bone is good, it cannot be upgraded. It's time to trick Tang San.

Tang San's eyes widened instantly, the soul bone emitting a faint golden glow was reflected in his pupils. His breathing became rapid involuntarily, and his voice was filled with shock that was hard to conceal: "This... is this a soul bone?!" His words trembled slightly in the air, as if even the air was moved.

Flanders was also shocked. He took a few quick steps forward, his eyes fixed on the soul bone, and muttered to himself, "Yes, this is not just a soul bone, but also an external soul bone, and... it is of superior quality, far beyond the ordinary. In a soul master's lifetime, usually only six soul bones can be attached to various parts of the body to enhance their own strength, but the external soul bone is an exception. It does not occupy these six positions, and its value is immeasurable."

Tang San's shock was beyond words. He suddenly looked up at Li Muyun, his usually calm eyes flashing with disbelief, as if thousands of words were stuck in his throat. His voice trembled slightly, and he almost whispered, "Brother Muyun, are you really giving this to me?"

Everything around him seemed to be still, even the air was frozen at this moment. Tang San's mind quickly flashed back to Master Yu Xiaogang's previous teachings about the rarity and preciousness of spirit bones, especially the rarity of external spirit bones. Those words echoed in his heart like thunder, making him even more unbelievable about this sudden gift.

Li Muyun smiled and nodded gently, "It's for you, Xiaosan. This external soul bone is not compatible with my martial soul, but I believe that in your hands, it can exert its greatest power. In the future, if you are lucky enough to come across another external soul bone that suits me, it won't be too late to give it to me."

Tang San said, "Okay Brother Muyun, I'll pay attention to it. I wonder what kind of spirit bone you need?" Li Muyun remembered that in the original work, Tang San's external spirit bone was the Eight Spider Lance, which he obtained from a human-faced demon spider with a cultivation level of nearly two thousand years.

The Eight Spider Lance has the function of strengthening and devouring. It is a growth-type soul bone that can evolve as its strength increases. It is initially blue-purple in color, has a highly toxic and devouring ability, and can extend eight spider legs from its back, ignoring the terrain and moving.

Every time the Eight Spider Lance evolves, its capabilities and form are enhanced. He remembered that the Eight Spider Lance would evolve after Tang San took the Eight Aniseed Mysterious Ice Grass and the Fiery Apricot in the Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire.

And when Tang San went through the Nine Tests of Poseidon, the Eight Spider Lance evolved into the Eight Wings of Poseidon, becoming a super artifact.

Li Muyun smiled and said, "If you have a spider-type external soul bone, it would be perfect."

Li Muyun said again, "Xiao San, please fuse this external soul bone!"

As Li Muyun finished speaking, Tang San's eyes once again focused on the piece of external soul bone emitting a faint golden glow, and his heart was filled with unprecedented excitement and expectation. He took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and gently held up the soul bone with both hands. The soul power fluctuations from ancient times seemed to have a subtle resonance with his soul.

The light around him seemed to soften, and the whole space was enveloped in a sacred and solemn atmosphere. Tang San's soul power began to surge spontaneously, surrounding him and forming delicate soul power vortexes. He concentrated his mind and followed the soul bone fusion method that Master Yu Xiaogang had taught him, guiding the soul power in his body to slowly penetrate into the external soul bone.

As Tang San's mind moved, the external soul bone emitting a faint golden glow - the Blue Butterfly Phantom Wings, slowly attached to his back, and a warm and powerful force instantly surged into his limbs.

The blue butterfly's phantom wings spread out lightly, turning into two wings as thin as cicada wings, sparkling with dreamy blue light, gently flapping the air, making a subtle but crisp sound.

Tang San suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes flashing with surprise and disbelief. He tried to flap his wings lightly, and felt an unprecedented sense of lightness and speed, as if he had instantly broken free from the constraints of gravity.

Seeing this, Li Muyun raised a satisfied smile, his eyes full of expectation and encouragement. He asked softly, "Xiao San, what abilities have you gained?"

Hearing this, Tang San's eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth lifted unconsciously, his surprise was beyond words. He jumped lightly, and the two blue butterfly phantom wings behind him suddenly spread out, like the brightest stars in the night sky, shining with a dreamy blue light, illuminating the entire space like a dream. With each flap of the wings, the surrounding air seemed to dance, forming circles of delicate blue ripples.

"Brother Muyun, I...I gained the ability to fly!"

There was a hint of incredible excitement in Tang San's voice. He slowly rose into the air, circling lightly in the air, like a butterfly that had just emerged from its cocoon, exploring this new and strange sky.

The blue butterfly phantom wings changed freely according to his will, sometimes flying high, sometimes flying low. Every flap brought a refreshing breeze, dyeing everything around with a faint blue glow.

Tang San's martial spirit is Blue Silver Grass, which cannot be used in the air. His second martial spirit, Clear Sky Hammer, is also difficult to exert in the air, so this ability can only be used to escape.

Thinking of this, Li Muyun couldn't help but laugh, with a hint of doting and helplessness in his laughter. He looked up at Tang San flying freely in the sky and laughed, "Haha, Xiao San, Xiao San, your flying ability has really become a magical tool for escaping."

Tang San turned nimbly in the air, his blue butterfly phantom wings drawing an elegant arc. Although it was not visible on his face, he was extremely happy in his heart.

Article 36 of the Tang Sect's rules states that if you can't win, run away. He has no shortage of strength, for he has the Clear Sky Hammer spirit, and he also has no shortage of means to kill, for he has hidden weapons that can kill people without them being seen!

What did he lack? It was the speed to escape after the mission failed. In Tang San's view, with the ability to fly, he had another ability to save his life. After all, in this world, there were very few spirit masters who could fly, and the attack range of spirit skills was limited. As long as you run fast, you can't hit me, so Tang San was so happy.

Tang San completed a perfect turn in the air, like a blue butterfly dancing, and finally landed slowly in front of Li Muyun. The air under his feet seemed to ripple with layers of delicate ripples because of his arrival. He folded up the two dreamlike blue butterfly phantom wings, his eyes flashing with gratitude and excitement, and bowed deeply to Li Muyun.

"Brother Muyun, this gift is too precious. I...I really don't know how to express my gratitude."

Tang San's voice was slightly choked with sobs. He looked up at Li Muyun, his eyes full of sincerity and respect. "It is you who gave me this long-desired ability. It not only enhances my strength, but also gives me new possibilities for survival. This favor, Tang San will remember it in his heart."

Hearing this, Li Muyun smiled a little awkwardly, with some self-mockery and confusion in his smile. He scratched his head lightly, his eyes unconsciously drifting to the gradually disappearing blue butterfly phantom wings behind Tang San, muttering to himself: "Well, as long as you like it... but this ability, compared with the legendary angel spirit, is indeed... a lot worse, right? That angel spirit, with its wings spread out, is so brilliant that it seems to be able to purify all the evil in the world. That is the true posture of a king flying in the sky."

While thinking, Li Muyun's gaze unconsciously returned to Tang San, only to see Tang San looking at him with gratitude, the light flashing in his eyes was brighter than any gorgeous soul skills.

At this moment, Li Muyun suddenly realized that for Tang San, this ability might not be about how brilliant it looks, but about the new hope and freedom it gives Tang San.

Li Muyun chuckled, that smile was warm and sincere. He patted Tang San's shoulder gently, his tone was a bit relaxed and teasing: "Xiao San, there is no need to be so formal between us. You just need to remember to be more careful next time you go on an adventure and help me find those rare spider-like external spirit bones."

(End of this chapter)