Hearing these words, Liu Erlong froze, her throat tightening. Finally, she slowly knelt before Yu Luomian, her voice trembling as she said, "Father, please bless Xiaogang and me! We truly love each other."
"Don't worry, we will only be spiritual partners from now on, and we will never do anything that would tarnish the Family's reputation!"
She spoke with extreme humility, practically throwing all her dignity onto the ground.
Yu Luomian's face flushed crimson with anger, his chest heaving violently, his lips quivering slightly, opening and closing as if all words were stuck in his throat.
A moment later, he suddenly threw his head back and laughed wildly, his laughter filled with sarcasm and the exhilaration of extreme rage.
"Hahahahaha… What a 'true love'! What'spiritual partners'!"
Then, the laughter abruptly stopped.
Yu Luomian's eyes suddenly turned cold. He drew a gleaming dagger from his spirit tool and said in a chilling voice, "Since that's the case, it's simple!"
"Yu Xiaogang, take your own life in front of me and sever your Bloodline. That way, I won't have to worry about you doing anything to tarnish the Family's reputation!"
As his words fell, he threw the dagger heavily in front of Master. With a thud, the blade embedded half an inch into the ground, vibrating with a buzzing sound.
"No! How can this be? This won't do, I… I can't be with Erlong, but I absolutely cannot become a eunuch! I am a dignified Martial Soul theory Master!"
Looking at the dagger standing before him, Master's face instantly turned pale. He instinctively took a few steps back, his voice trembling as he spoke in terror.
Following that, he began to retreat, attempting to escape everything before him.
Seeing this, Yu Luomian was furious, his face twisted as he pointed at Master. Then, his gaze turned to Liu Erlong beside him, his voice filled with sarcasm and reproach as he said, "Erlong, look, this good-for-nothing is still the same as before, only knowing how to escape when faced with a problem. More than twenty years ago, if he had shown even a little responsibility and insisted on being with you, as your father, how could I not want my daughter to be happy? Even if it meant facing pressure from the Family, I would have blessed you! But look at him, in what way is he a man worthy of trust?"
Liu Erlong was silent for a moment, complex emotions flashing in her eyes, and she responded in a low voice, "Father, you don't understand him; he really is different from others."
Hearing this, Yu Luomian almost fainted from anger, and he growled, "What a sin, how could I have given birth to a daughter like you! Fine, then I will bless you today!"
As his words fell, his figure flickered.
He suddenly snatched the dagger from the ground and instantly appeared in front of Master.
Seeing the person, Master's pupils constricted slightly. Before he could react, he saw a flash of cold light, accompanied by a soft 'thud,' as if something had fallen to the ground.
"Ah--"
The next second, Master immediately clutched his gushing lower abdomen, and he fell sideways to the ground like a kite with a broken string, letting out a heart-wrenching scream.
The commotion at the academy entrance was so great that it was impossible for it not to attract the attention of the students.
At this moment, a large group of students had gathered at the entrance of Shrek Academy, and Zhao Wuji, Dai Mubai, Oscar, and others had also rushed over.
Seeing Master beaten into such a miserable state, Zhao Wuji was about to step forward to rescue him but was stopped by Flender, who raised his hand. He said in a deep voice, "Wuji, this is Xiaogang's Family matter; it's best if we don't interfere."
At this time, Flender's Soul Power was already exhausted, making it impossible for him to be Yu Luomian's opponent.
Even if his Soul Power had not been exhausted, he would definitely not be able to defeat Yu Luomian, so he could only watch helplessly as the situation developed in a bad direction.
"Boss, but… just let Master suffer like that?" Zhao Wuji asked anxiously.
Flender replied testily, "The other party is a Spirit Douluo with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul. I can't beat him anyway; if you want to go, go yourself."
Hearing this, Zhao Wuji looked speechless and could only retreat helplessly.
At the same time, Ning Fengzhi also looked at Dai Mubai and the others standing beside Flender. After pondering for a moment, he said to Sword Douluo beside him, "Uncle Jian, these children beside Flender should be the classmates Rongrong mentioned when she returned. Go up and examine their bodies to see if, as Tang San said, the vitality within these people's bodies has been damaged."
Nodding, Sword Douluo's figure flickered, and he flew directly towards Dai Mubai and the others.
"What do you want to do?"
Seeing this, Flender and Zhao Wuji's expressions changed slightly, and they hurriedly spoke.
Their figures moved, just about to go forward to stop him.
They then saw a Seven Kill Sword descending from the sky and landing in front of Shrek Academy's gate. The immense pressure immediately suppressed everyone, making them unable to move.
Sword Douluo reached out and gently touched the bodies of Dai Mubai, Oscar, Zhu Zhuqing, Ma Hongjun, and others, carefully sensing the changes within their bodies, and his expression immediately darkened slightly.
The next second, his figure flickered, and he instantly returned to Ning Fengzhi's side, saying in a deep voice, "Fengzhi, Tang San did not lie; the vitality within these people's bodies has indeed been damaged."
"Could it really be due to the snake venom?" Ning Fengzhi said with a solemn expression upon hearing this.
Sword Douluo pondered for a moment and asked, "Then should we let Dugu Bo come…?"
Ning Fengzhi waved his hand and said seriously, "You saw it just now; Dugu Bo seems very interested in Tang San's external Spirit Bone. If we let him come, he might take the opportunity to kill him and seize the bone, then claim I ordered it. Moreover, Dugu Bo's snake venom is very strong; even a Titled Douluo needs to be careful when encountering it. Even if he goes a little easy, people below Spirit Saint might find it difficult to bear, let alone Tang San."
Hearing this, Sword Douluo asked with a slight hesitation, "Then are we just going to let it go today?"
After a moment of silence, Ning Fengzhi slowly spoke, "If this Tang San is truly Tang Hao's son, then it might not be a wise move for us to make things difficult for him now. Back then, Spirit Hall mobilized several Titled Douluo to encircle and kill Tang Hao, and in the end, the Supreme Pontiff still met his demise."
Sword Douluo frowned slightly and said in a deep voice, "Tang Hao's son? But why is his Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass? Shouldn't it be the Clear Sky Hammer? Did he inherit his mother's Martial Soul?"
"No, the inheritance of a Martial Soul should choose the one with the highest quality among both parents. How could Blue Silver Grass be stronger than the Clear Sky Hammer? Or is it that he is not Tang Hao's son at all? If that's the case, then I must take him back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School today and then force him to reveal the manufacturing method of those Hidden Weapons." Ning Fengzhi shook his head, a hint of doubt in his eyes.
"The direct disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School inherently lack offensive power, so these Hidden Weapons are truly too important for the Sect."
Speaking of this, a gleam flashed in Ning Fengzhi's eyes, and then he turned his head, his gaze falling on Tang San, who had already fainted not far away.
However, at this moment, on a nearby rooftop.
A slight cough suddenly came.
A burly middle-aged man, wearing a tattered gray robe and a hood that obscured his face, was drinking wine and looking in this direction.
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