Chapter 96: with translation of chapter title

Flandre's face changed dramatically as he looked at Grandmaster and said, "You don't want to live? Whether the organization Earth Fire truly exists is unknown; where are you going to look for it?"

'Furthermore, what will you use to investigate? If you're discovered, you may never return.'

Tang San at this moment chose to keep his mouth shut, listening to what the teacher and dean were discussing about the 'Earth Fire' organization—what exactly it was.

Could it also cause a martial soul to evolve? My Blue Silver Grass has already evolved once; if it could evolve again, how strong would it become? And what about the Clear Sky Hammer?

Tang San's thoughts immediately sprang to life.

The Nine‑Grade Purple Lingzhi should still not be taken out now, kept as a reserve; if the teacher finds a way for martial soul evolution, there's no need to waste the immortal‑grade medicinal herb.

Moreover, if the problem of martial soul evolution were solved, the teacher might not be in a hurry to seek Earth Fire.

That won't do; one's martial soul might not be able to evolve again.

Listening all the way to the end, Tang San only stood up when he heard his teacher had still resolved to seek Earth Fire.

'Teacher, the path to finding Earth Fire will certainly not be smooth; take these hidden weapons with you, so you can cope with any danger.'

'The students will await your triumphant return at the academy, wishing you success in your martial soul evolution; upon your return, lead us to higher levels.'

Yu Xiaogang's eyes, slightly reddened, looked at his own students.

I never expected Xiao San to support me this much; apparently he also believes I will surely succeed.

Flandre had already pressed his forehead beside them, not knowing what to say.

Tang San's hidden weapons indeed have a certain self‑defense effect—no doubt about it—but you brat, are you really supporting your teacher to go out and die?

What can a twenty‑ninth‑level cultivation do? But these words cannot be spoken outright; saying them outright would surely wound Yu Xiaogang's self‑esteem.

After leaving a pile of hidden weapons, Tang San departed from the supplies, knowing that Dean Flandre and the teacher certainly still had much to say before parting.

So he gave them enough space.

Flandre, seeing Yu Xiaogang's resolve to leave, knew persuasion was useless, and feeling somewhat moved, asked, 'Xiao Gang, before you leave, why don't I take you to invest— to see Second Dragon?'

'Before you leave, don't you want to dispel the rumors? Do you really want to embark on the search while carrying suspicions about Second Dragon? That would be too harsh on yourself.'

Yu Xiaogang's mind once again conjured the youthful appearance of Liu Er Long from back then.

He couldn't help but be somewhat swayed by the words.

Flandre could tell from this kid's expression that there was an opportunity, even though it was veiled by black gauze; but after so many years of friendship, how could he not see it?

This kid didn't immediately speak to refuse; that meant he was moved.

'Let's go, Xiao Gang; we'll leave now; to dispel the rumors, we must see it with our own eyes.'

Saying that, he spread his wings without hesitation, grabbed Yu Xiaogang, and flew up into the sky.

The two quickly reached the air above Lan Ba Academy, found a high place and silently descended; night also gradually fell.

Under the cover of darkness, the two landed silently on the roof.

Below, Yang Yun, who was sitting in the house drinking tea, twitched his ears, walked out of the house, and switched on the outdoor lights.

Standing beneath the flowers and moon, Liu Er Long was staring blankly at the flowers he himself had planted.

This bright light did not attract Liu Er Long's attention, but it did catch the notice of Flandre and Yu Xiaogang on the roof.

'Xiao Gang, look quickly—Second Dragon Sis isn't she just standing there watering the flowers? She looks perfectly fine.'

'Now you can relax, right?'

At that moment, Yang Yun, standing under the eaves, saw through his external soul bone that their gazes were fixed on this side, and then stepped out from under the eaves.

He slowly walked behind Liu Er Long, aligned himself, and embraced her with both arms.

His hands, without reservation, grabbed the well‑behaved giant rabbits; after several days of special feeding methods, these two rabbits have grown better and better.

It was the feel he liked. This scene was fully taken in by Flandre and Yu Xiaogang on the rooftop.

Even the fabric caught between his fingers could be seen clearly, with no obstruction—a realm that Yu Xiaogang had never touched before.

'Pa—!'

Yu Xiaogang gripped the iron railing of the rooftop with both hands until his hands turned white and his whole body trembled.

'It turns out... it turns out the rumors are all true.'

Flandre suddenly raised a hand to cover his mouth, staring in disbelief at the scene below.

Two shadows overlapped, moving with a certain rhythm, as if performing some repetitive action.

This scene dealt an extremely powerful shock to his spiritual world.

Yu Xiaogang hadn't even had time to feel sorrow; upon seeing that scene, he only felt his vision go black and wanted to collapse backward.

A mouthful of old blood was spat from his mouth.

'Flan... Flandre, quickly take me away; I don't want to stay here any longer.'

Just then, the Poison Douluo and Yang Wudi suddenly appeared on the rooftop, staring tiger‑like at the two.

'You peepers, just stay here and listen properly; the Sect Leader might even spare your lives, after all, you're good friends of Liu Er Long, aren't you?'

The two Titled Douluo stared, and Flandre couldn't even complete the possession of his martial soul.

He could only crouch on the ground together with the blood‑spitting Yu Xiaogang, listening to the faint sobbing from below; each familiar sound felt like a knife slicing a sliver of flesh from their hearts.

A dual torment of spirit and flesh.

Flandre had already been tear‑streaked and tormented to the extreme; his original intention of holding his breath to try to escape was completely extinguished.

Sleepless all night, that sound never ceased the entire evening.

The Poison Douluo and Yang Wudi sneered, saying, 'You two are fortunate; the Sect Leader's vigorous bearing is not something just anyone can hear; even we have to shut our hearing.'

'Now it's over; you can roll away; if you don't leave within ten breaths, you'll never have to leave.'

Flandre clearly sensed the killing intent bursting forth from the two.

Extremely terrifying.

After the Owl Martial Soul possessed him, he took Yu Xiaogang and shot up into the sky, swiftly disappearing before the two.

He even used a soul skill.

Below, after the baptism of the magic staff and milk, Liu Erlong, who had spent the night eating cream puffs, saw the moment when cat eagle feathers drifted down from the sky.

Pupils contracted sharply, mind greatly shaken.

In disbelief, she turned her head to look at Yang Yun: "Did someone come looking for me last night? So you did this on purpose?"

Yang Yun also noticed the cat eagle feathers drifting down from the sky, and, finding it amusing, walked up to Liu Erlong, lifted her chin with his forefinger, and smiled: "Otherwise, what do you think made it possible for them to leave alive?"

"Of course it was—I personally witnessed and listened to a wonderful melody all night long; otherwise, two familiar corpses would already be lying before you."

"Now kneel down and clean up the traces you left all night; I'm still furious, so don't delay the schedule I've already arranged."

Liu Erlong sobbed, yet the obedience of a thousand miles still made her kneel.

Yang Yun felt it wasn't stimulating enough, and waved at those behind him.

Xiao Wu hurried over with quick little steps to stand before Yang Yun; while Yang Yun was playing with her rabbit ears, she also knelt down.

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