As the light in the sky disappeared, those who had been lingering curiously at the scene withdrew their gaze and returned to their normal activities.
"The Star Luo Empire really hides a lot of secrets. That golden light just now… ordinary Super Douluos probably couldn't achieve that."
Inside the Star Emperor Hotel, Ma Mingzhu and Pan Tianxing stood by the window, their eyes solemnly fixed on the sky, now dimly yellow again.
"Once the auction ends, I'll immediately return to Mingdu and report this intelligence. You stay in Star Luo City to continue leading the students in the competition."
Pan Tianxing still looked up at the sky.
"No problem." Ma Mingzhu nodded lightly and accepted the instructions.
...
When the three Level-98 Super Douluos arrived at the Offering Hall, about ten people had already gathered outside—each one a titled Douluo.
Seeing Xuanzi and Du Busi, their expressions changed immediately. No wonder they could attract the attention of the Hall Master; it turned out to be these two big names.
"Everyone disperse. Now is the time for a few old folks to chat casually," said Ice Crystal Douluo as she landed, her gaze calmly sweeping over the crowd.
"As you command."
In unison, everyone quickly left.
The open area outside the Offering Hall suddenly became much quieter.
"Follow me." Ice Crystal Douluo walked lightly toward the Offering Hall, which resembled a pagoda.
Xuanzi and Du Busi followed closely, unwilling to yield.
The interior of the Offering Hall was enormous, with six floors above and three floors below.
Ice Crystal Douluo's resting place was on the sixth floor, with a direct view of the massive Star Luo Plaza—a perfect viewing area.
The ancient-style sixth floor had no luxurious decorations; everything was exceptionally simple: bookshelves, tables, chairs, wooden windows, carpet, and a bed.
"The Star Luo Empire out of money? Why is your place so shabby?" Du Busi asked, surprised.
"Almost dead people don't need such luxury. Don't you know simplicity is true happiness?" Ice Crystal Douluo replied casually, glancing sideways.
"Your life?" Xuanzi and Du Busi could naturally sense that Ice Crystal Douluo's life aura was already mixed with a hint of death. His time was limited.
"Seven or eight years left, should be enough."
Facing death, Ice Crystal Douluo looked unusually calm, as if it didn't concern him.
"Sigh." Du Busi sighed. "When you and Xuanzi are gone, I'll feel pretty lonely."
"Old Du, what do you mean by that?" Xuanzi's anger rose.
"Nothing," Du Busi mumbled.
"You two are funny. Fighting desperately one moment, acting like friends the next. Really strange."
Ice Crystal Douluo looked at them helplessly, then sat by the tea tray and began brewing tea herself. The tray had four cups.
Du Busi and Xuanzi each picked a seat.
"Master Mu, please!" Ice Crystal Douluo suddenly spoke.
Du Busi raised an eyebrow. Next, on the empty chair beside him, golden light flowed like water, gradually forming a vague human shape.
When the light faded, an elderly man sat there—gentle eyes, slightly hunched back, older than the other three, his face wrinkled enough to trap a fly.
"Dragon God Douluo," Du Busi said gravely. He knew Mu En would not recklessly attack him.
"Long time no see. What does your sect plan this time?" Mu En said cheerfully. "Don't hide it—I might give you some guidance."
Ice Crystal Douluo and Xuanzi remained silent—one brewing tea, the other quietly seated.
Du Busi was silent for a moment, then spoke:
"This time we have no intention to cause trouble, mainly to handle inheritance matters."
"Inheritance?" Mu En's interest was piqued.
Du Busi glanced at him. "You know that whenever a sect master of our main sect ascends, they inherit the seed of inheritance. But until now, I haven't found a suitable successor, and I'm old. Time is short, unless I reach Limit Douluo and extend my life by a century."
Mu En asked, confused: "No suitable young successor in your sect?"
"None." Du Busi shook his head. "I just came during the tournament when there are many people, to see if any good candidates appear. Otherwise, I wouldn't bother coming to the Star Luo Empire."
"So you set your eyes on my apprentice grandson?" Mu En smiled, taking the tea cup Ice Crystal Douluo handed him and sipping.
"Apprentice grandson?"
Du Busi's expression changed slightly; Ice Crystal Douluo remained calm.
"Yu Hao has already become my disciple, so I am naturally his grandmaster." Mu En's tone softened.
Du Busi looked deeply at the tea cup before him, thoughts unreadable.
"In that case, I truly have no chance," he sighed after a while.
A Shrek Academy with Limit Douluos versus one without is completely different.
"Not entirely without hope," Mu En said cheerfully.
"What do you mean?" Du Busi's eyes showed curiosity.
Mu En explained: "After this Douluo Tournament, if you wish, come personally to Shrek Academy. I'll bring Yu Hao to speak with you directly. If he's interested in your sect, I won't stop him from staying."
Du Busi was surprised, then reacted: "Old fox, Dragon God Douluo, are you trying to get something for nothing?"
"You think too much." Mu En smiled. "The inheritance seed is in your hands; you give it to whoever you wish. I won't steal it. Bringing Yu Hao to meet you also means Shrek Academy might cooperate with your sect."
"Cooperate?"
Xuanzi and Du Busi both froze.
Mu En still smiled. Everything that happened at Star Emperor Hotel, he saw. Everything Ho Yuhao said, he heard.
...
At the White Tiger Duke Manor.
After the division of authority and wealth, the pressure from the royal family stabilized temporarily. Tonight, the result for the fourth generation of the White Tiger family—two Dai Hao heirs—was about to be revealed.
Dai Dianchen and other second-generation elders gathered, along with Dai Hao and Zhu Ruiying. Several from the Zhu family were also present.
Besides the elders, Dai Yaoheng, Dai Huabin, and Zhu Yuhan also arrived.
Dai Hao sat in the head position. "Announce the result."
At these words, Dai Yaoheng and the others lifted their heads simultaneously.
Zhu Changming remained expressionless, left his seat, and took two fist-sized crystal orbs from a storage ring. Inside each orb floated blood-red light of different intensities.
The two orbs represented the bloodline fusion degree of Dai Yaoheng and Dai Huabin with Zhu Yuhan.
All eyes turned to the orb with the higher concentration.
Dai Huabin clenched his fists, eyes cold. Dai Yaoheng remained calm. Only Zhu Yuhan was the most nervous.
"This orb…" Zhu Changming suddenly lifted the lower-concentration orb. Everyone's eyes widened slightly, looking funny.
"It belongs to Huabin."
Next, Zhu Changming solemnly declared the ownership of the bloodline orb.
Almost instantly, Dai Huabin's expression froze. The color drained from his face, eyes losing all light. This was his bloodline orb?
The woman meant to become his fiancée now belonged to his brother-in-law?
Dai Yaoheng was stunned. He hadn't expected his bloodline fusion with Zhu Yuhan to be higher than Dai Huabin's.
Zhu Yuhan relaxed. Compared to the sullen Dai Huabin, she preferred Dai Yaoheng, the outcome perfect for her.
"Swish."
Suddenly, Dai Huabin stood coldly and walked out of the hall.
"Huabin." Zhu Ruiying called solemnly.
Dai Huabin ignored her. In a hidden place, black light scattered from his eerie eyes.
"Let him calm down," Dai Hao said lightly.
Zhu Ruiying sighed. "Third brother, please find someone for Huabin in the family."
Zhu Changming nodded. "I will."
"Since it's settled, tomorrow noon, fix the engagement between Yaoheng and Yuhan." Dai Dianchen stood and instructed.
"Yes." Everyone answered together.
The happiest second-generation member was Dai Dianfeng; the least happy, naturally, was Dai Dianguang.
Rapid footsteps echoed as a figure strode out of the manor.
"What's wrong with the second young master?"
A guard asked.
"Family matters—don't interfere too much," another guard reminded.
Hearing this, the guards became serious, no longer gossiping.
Compared to the brightly lit manor, Dai Huabin's figure disappeared into darkness. When the moonlight vanished, he realized he had unknowingly gone far from the manor.
He was in a forest. Many areas outside Star Luo City were undeveloped; forests like this were common. Having experienced no wars for years, the city lacked plans to clear potential hidden enemies in these forests.
"Dai Yaoheng, damn you. And the Zhu family—you all deserve to die!"
Anger erupted like a volcano. Three soul rings appeared on Dai Huabin. The second one glowed in the dark. White light formed in his mouth, sweeping over the surrounding trees.
In an instant, trees shattered and fell under the White Tiger's fierce light.
The rapid breathing made Dai Huabin's chest rise and fall. Unlike usual anger, his eyes gained a strange black—deep and mysterious.
He didn't notice that his soul force, originally white, now mixed with black.
As a young man prone to imagination, Dai Huabin's mind filled with visions: Dai Yaoheng and Zhu Yuhan hugging, eyes glued together like thousands of arrows tearing through his defenses.
Then, memories of Shrek Academy, Zhu Lu hugging Ho Yuhao—so eager to merge with him, even though Dai Huabin was her fiancé, he only held her hand.
"Ahhhhh!"
Perhaps his mental defenses shattered completely. Dai Huabin clutched his head and knelt, cold energy sweeping over him, heart racing.
"Ah, a natural awakening! Rare, so rare."
A hoarse, slightly surprised voice echoed in the forest.
Dai Huabin didn't notice. He breathed heavily, trying to calm down. At this age, to become a Soul Master, he was no fool. Soon he realized his spirit, even his Martial Soul, had problems.
"Crack."
A branch broke. Dai Huabin paused. "Mother? Or Third Uncle?" he asked, without looking up.
No one answered.
No echo. Dai Huabin grew alert, raised his head sharply, pupils contracting.
In front of him stood a figure in a black robe, fully covered, wearing a realistic ghost-face mask, seemingly alive, blending into the darkness.
"Who are you?" Dai Huabin asked cautiously.
"Pity, pity." The black-robed figure shook his head regretfully.
Dai Huabin didn't charge rashly. He slowly stepped back, then suddenly turned, soul force running recklessly as he sprinted.
"Though you didn't complete your final awakening, you are top-tier material—worthy of my taking."
The black-robed figure watched Dai Huabin leave, pleased.
"Swish."
In the next moment, the black-robed figure vanished.
Dai Huabin glanced back but saw no pursuit, and relaxed. With his experience, this person was abnormal.
However…
At that moment, a gloved hand pressed lightly on his shoulder, force like a thousand pounds, breaking his motion. His knee weakened, nearly collapsing.
Sweat beaded on his forehead.
"Why run so fast? These old bones can't keep up."
A hoarse voice sounded beside him.
Dai Huabin swallowed instinctively. "Old senior, if I've done wrong, please forgive me."
"No, no. You did nothing wrong. On the contrary, you did very well." The black-robed figure released his hand. "You harbor extreme resentment and hatred?"
Dai Huabin froze, silent.
"Good. Under extreme resentment and hatred, you remain calm. Truly top-tier material." The black-robed figure nodded in satisfaction.
"Old senior, I don't understand. If nothing's wrong, please let me go." Dai Huabin said respectfully and cautiously.
"Go." The figure's tone softened.
Dai Huabin was surprised but dared not look back. "Thank you, old senior."
He stepped forward quickly, neither too fast nor too slow.
"My surname is Gui. Call me Old Ghost. Next time if you harbor hatred again, come here—I'll be waiting."
Watching Dai Huabin move farther away, the black-robed figure spoke suddenly.
Dai Huabin paused, then sped up.
The Star Luo Empire has many titled Douluos, but few Super Douluos above that.
This Old Ghost—longtime readers of the series probably already guessed who he is.
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