Chapter 229: The Future of Star Luo, Qian Renxue's Determination

Hearing Zhu Zhuqing agree to Dai Weisi's request.

Dai Mubai frowned; he was not as naive as Zhu Zhuqing, so how could he not know what Dai Weisi was thinking?

Zhu Zhuyun was dead, and Zhu Qing was the only girl left of the Zhu Family's generation; he actually wanted to poach his own woman.

He immediately walked to Zhu Zhuqing's side and pulled her up, "Don't worry, Big Brother. Of course we will attend the sister-in-law's funeral. I will come with Zhu Qing then. Zhu Qing, let's go!"

After saying this, Dai Mubai took Zhu Zhuqing's wrist and walked away quickly.

He was very different now from before, just as Nan Feihuang had evaluated him: this person was not incapable of effort, but rather needed to see hope before he would exert himself.

The current Dai Mubai had seen the hope of winning the struggle for the throne.

As for Zhu Zhuqing, she was instead lost in confusion at this moment, not knowing where the future should lead.

"Your Holiness the Pope, Tang San has escaped, but how should the victory of this match be calculated?" Dugu Bo spoke up and asked Bibi Dong.

He was quite bold; even with things having turned into such a mess, he was still obsessing over the outcome of a single match.

Yet, he had asked what many people wanted to ask but dared not.

Bibi Dong sighed, "Mr. Dugu's question is reasonable. Although such an incident occurred and Tang San was allowed to escape, it is my Spirit Hall's dereliction of duty, and we will certainly pursue him strictly in the future. However, the Soul Master Elite Tournament cannot end because of this. I announce that Shrek Academy has violated the rules in the match, caused a death, and is expelled from this tournament, with all future rights to participate stripped. The winner of this match is the Star Luo Royal Academy."

That position should have belonged to her Qian Family; for the future of the Spirit Hall, she had to take it back!

"Your Holiness the Pope, we..." The Star Luo team leader looked at Bibi Dong hesitantly. With such a major event having occurred, how could they still be in the mood to participate in any competition?

Today's events would likely spread across the entire Douluo Continent within a few days; their Shrek's reputation was completely ruined.

At this moment, it was indeed most appropriate for a Title Douluo like him to ask; the others had no qualifications to touch upon Bibi Dong, who was clearly in a bad mood.

Flender, who was already severely injured, nearly spat out a mouthful of blood upon hearing this verdict.

"Then Your Holiness the Pope, what about these few people?" Gui Douluo pointed at the Golden Iron Triangle lying on the ground.

Bibi Dong said with a complex expression, "Let them get out. I don't want to see them in Wuhun City again."

After all, geniuses are all arrogant; if they went to Shrek, they wouldn't even have the qualifications to show themselves on the best elite Spirit Master stage.

Bibi Dong was not worthy of the position of Pope.

Of course she could not dispose of them; otherwise, she would have to dispose of all three together. She didn't care if the other two died, but she had to protect the Grandmaster no matter what.

Although everyone could see that this match should have been a clear victory for Shrek.

They could let those Shrek children go, but these three had openly obstructed them from capturing Tang San; they could be called Tang San's accomplices.

Qian Renxue was even more determined in her resolve at this moment.

If a violator is disqualified, then the other party corresponding to the disqualification is naturally the winner.

"Hmph, what a fine Pope of the Spirit Hall!" Xue Qinghe clenched her fists once again. Yu Xiaogang had openly made an enemy of the Spirit Hall, yet she still chose to let him go.

"Yes!" The two, Chrysanthemum and Ghost, dared not disobey the Pope. Since Bibi Dong said she would not pursue it, they would not harp on it.

Being expelled from this tournament was one thing, but having all future participation rights stripped meant no genius Spirit Master would ever want to join their Shrek again.

They must return immediately to report to their Emperor.

But at this time, no one would refute anything Bibi Dong said; after all, she spoke with reason and evidence. The very first thing written in the match rules was that one could not kill during the tournament.

"Does this teacher mean to give up the subsequent matches?" Bibi Dong looked over with a cold gaze.

Star Luo had lost a person, but what did that have to do with her? It wasn't she who killed them.

Don't forget, Star Luo had already completed a deal with her. In the previous few battles, Star Luo had only encountered weaklings, and she had also fulfilled Dai Weisi's wish to meet Shrek.

It was your own problem that you couldn't beat Shrek.

"Your Holiness the Pope, the Soul Master Academy Tournament only happens once every five years. How could we give up such a grand event? Please rest assured, Your Holiness, we will arrive as promised before the semi-finals begin!" Dai Weisi stood up and said.

He actually didn't want to continue participating either, but he couldn't not participate; after all, the conditions the Spirit Hall had promised him had all been fulfilled.

Now it was his turn to repay the Spirit Hall for dealing with the Flying General. If he gave up continuing the competition now, wouldn't he be standing up the Spirit Hall?

Were the benefits of the Spirit Hall so easy to take?

They wouldn't care if your wife died; regardless, Dai Weisi had to fulfill what he had promised them.

Bibi Dong nodded with satisfaction, "Very good. In consideration of you having just lost your beloved, I specially permit the semi-finals to be postponed by two days. The competition will start on time the morning of the day after tomorrow!"

Those in power are always so heartless.

Fortunately, Dai Weisi was calm enough that he could still suppress his emotions even at this point.

One has to admit that the Star Luo training of princes is cruel, but it is also true that those raised are very excellent.

The crowd gradually dispersed; everyone had watched today's good show to their heart's content.

Flender and the others were driven out of Wuhun City. Ma Hongjun and Oscar naturally followed their principal. The only ones from Shrek remaining were Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Dai Mubai.

After all, Ning Fengzhi was right there, and Ning Rongrong was certainly safer following her father at a time like this.

As for Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing, they had promised to return to the Star Luo Empire with the Star Luo people after the tournament ended.

"My Lord, guess where Tang Hao will take Tang San?" Xun Yu asked while walking beside Nan Feihuang.

"I don't know!" Nan Feihuang shook his head. Although he knew that in the original work, Tang Hao took Tang San to practice in a valley, heaven knows which direction that valley was in. It was never clearly stated, and the number of valleys on the Douluo Continent was countless.

Finding the two of them from among them was no different from finding a needle in a haystack.

This was also why Nan Feihuang's previous plan did not intend to include Tang Hao in his schemes: one, he wanted to defeat Tang Hao openly and did not want to play tricks; two, he did not know where he was.

But now, Tang Hao had ambushed him first, so the first point naturally no longer held. Nan Feihuang was not stubborn; he would not refrain from fighting back after being plotted against.

It was just this second point...

"My Lord, could you tell me the intelligence you know? Perhaps I can analyze Tang Hao's location." Xun Yu prepared to try.

There were indeed many mountains on the Douluo Continent, and it was certainly impossible to search them one by one, but that was not how one found people. As long as one combined intelligence with an analysis of the target's objectives and then divided the areas for deduction—the Douluo Continent itself was only so big—finding a person with his ability should not be a difficult task.

As long as he had the intelligence in hand, he believed that no matter how deeply Tang Hao hid, he would never be without a trace.

Nan Feihuang nodded, "Good."

When he told Xun Yu the intelligence he knew, five minutes later, Xun Yu reported, "My Lord, I have roughly guessed which area Tang Hao will be in. As long as we send people to search there, we will certainly be able to find him. At that time, we only need to..."

"You motherf***er!"

Xun Yu was still there talking eloquently, completely failing to notice Nan Feihuang's expression growing darker and darker, even struggling to hold back an Explosion of profanity.

"I say, Xun Wenruo, do you know that you make me look very dull like this?"

Even if this guy could think of it, he should at least pretend to have pondered it for a few days and nights before coming to say it.

Otherwise, if he, the lord, cannot think of something that you can think of in five minutes, where is he supposed to put his face?

Does he have no tact at all?

"Alright, my lord, I know nothing; I shall go ponder for two days before coming back to report!" Xun Yu grasped the meaning and sheepishly walked out.

As expected, those who are lords do not have good tempers; he must remember to leave his lord a bit more face in the future.

(End of this chapter)