Douluo Dalu: Qian Renxue's Younger Brother

It was nighttime.

The carriage heading towards Spirit City was moving nonstop.

Qian Renxue was sitting, leaning on a soft, milk-scented pillow provided by Ling Yuan.

Her lips and eyes carried a smile as she peacefully drifted into her dreams.

Qian Renjue was lying down with his head resting on Qian Renxue's lap, his breathing steady and calm.

His hands were tightly wrapped around her slim waist as he rested.

Both of their faces were flushed, as if tinged with a blood-red hue, as though something had happened to them.

Outside, the Porcupine and Snake Lance ensured the carriage moved smoothly yet swiftly.

Back in Heaven Dou City, in the serene and elegant bedroom of the only daughter of the Nine Hearts Begonia Ye family...

Ye Lingling was dressed in a pale yellow nightgown.

Her long, sapphire-blue hair was damp as she ran barefoot out of the bathroom.

Her flawless porcelain-like face didn't retain a single droplet of water as she sat down at the table.

Holding a box gifted by Qian Renjue, her eyes showed a hint of joy.

This was the second gift she had received from her fiancé.

The first was a hairpin—its color was bright, but she still liked it.

She wore it on her head every time they met.

"Could it be another hairpin this time?"

Ye Lingling whispered softly, smiling faintly as she carefully opened the lid.

She was momentarily stunned.

"A bead?"

Ye Lingling carefully picked up the Soul Capturing Bead, inspecting it closely.

"Is this... a Nine Hearts Begonia inside?"

Holding it up to the light, she saw a pink begonia flower inside the bead.

The petals were a mix of white and pink, the colors vibrant, and the bloom carried an air of elegance.

The flower's leaves and vines spread gracefully.

"How could this be?!"

Ye Lingling's eyes filled with shock and sorrow.

The begonia flower reflected in her sapphire-blue eyes, as if it were alive.

"This inexplicable sense of familiarity... is it really what I think it is?"

Tears began to form in Ye Lingling's eyes, her vision becoming blurry as crystalline droplets welled up at the corners, wetting her eyes.

Inside the Soul Absorbing Pearl, the begonia flower suddenly extended its vines, gently caressing her fingertips as if trying to comfort her tears.

"Jue, why do you always make me cry?"

Ye Lingling couldn't help but laugh while wiping away her tears.

Her delicate hands tightly grasped the Soul Absorbing Pearl.

Her heart was a mix of pain and sweetness.

At that moment, Qian Renjue, who was fast asleep, missed another system notification.

He had no idea that Ye Lingling couldn't sleep because of him.

Nor did he know that Ye Lingling wasn't the only one sleepless because of him.

The moonlight was as clear as water.

In the dimly lit dormitory of Nuoding Academy, some were asleep while others were cultivating.

Xiao Wu had already gone to bed early, her small lips smacking as she slept sweetly, occasionally licking the pink pearl around her neck.

Tang San sat hunched over, cross-legged on his bed, his terrible condition making him drowsy, but he had to force himself to stay awake.

Although he hadn't gone to Yu Xiaogang's room today, Xiao Wu had dragged him around the academy for a stroll and they had gone outside to look for work.

It wasn't until the evening that he had time to think about detoxifying himself.

After a careful examination, Tang San realized that the situation was worse than he had imagined.

If only he had the right herbs, it would be easier.

But as of now, he was just a poor working student with nothing to his name.

Detoxifying himself would be a long and challenging process, requiring a lot of time and money.

Meanwhile, in the teachers' dormitory, Yu Xiaogang, who was also poisoned, was in an even more miserable state.

His ears and right eye had been treated and bandaged, and the wounds on his legs had undergone an expensive healing process.

Yet his face alternated between black and white, with black energy swirling around him, giving him a deathly pallor.

Yu Xiaogang lay half-reclined on the bed, dark circles under his eyes, his pale lips barely able to move.

Even trying to get up was a struggle.

Enduring the pain in his body, he let out occasional groans.

Despite all this, he still held a book in his hands, one of his favorite theories he had read countless times.

Knock, knock, knock!

Suddenly, there was a heavy knock on the door.

Yu Xiaogang opened his remaining eye, frowning with difficulty.

No one ever came to visit him except Tang San.

But he had already told Tang San that he needed a long time to recuperate.

"Come in," Yu Xiaogang weakly called out, setting down his book.

As soon as the door opened, a gust of foul, alcohol-laden air blew in, followed by a dull thud as the door was closed behind the figure who entered.

A deep, hoarse voice echoed in the room, "Master, I need an explanation!"

Hearing that raspy voice, Yu Xiaogang instinctively tensed up, his spirit energy unconsciously circulating through his body, ready to defend himself.

Seeing the figure standing with their back to him, Yu Xiaogang gripped his blanket tightly, a trace of confusion in his eyes.

"Who are you?"

"Didn't you recognize the Clear Sky Hammer? Can't you guess Tang San's lineage?"

The cloaked figure turned around.

A towering man with disheveled black hair draped over his shoulders, his weathered face etched with age.

His eyes were clouded, as if they belonged to someone near the end of their days.

When he saw Yu Xiaogang's injuries, the flames of rage in his eyes flickered and then turned into surprise.

"You're Tang Hao?!"

Yu Xiaogang couldn't help but exclaim, never expecting the beggar in front of him to be Tang San's father!

At that moment, Yu Xiaogang's stiff expression shifted dramatically, his remaining eye focusing instantly.

"You really are Clear Sky…"

Tang Hao waved his hand, cutting Yu Xiaogang off from saying anything further.

In a cold voice, he said, "That title was never formally bestowed upon me. No need to mention it."

"Master, how did it come to this?"

Tang Hao asked coldly.

"Please forgive me, Your Eminence. I'm in no condition to move."

Yu Xiaogang's face twisted in pain; just getting out of bed would reopen the wounds on his legs.

Tang Hao frowned and said, "I only want to know the answer."

Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath, his face filled with dread as he replied, "I took Tang San to the Spirit Forest, and we encountered a 400-year-old Mandala Snake."

"…"

Tang Hao silently stared at Yu Xiaogang, waiting for him to continue.

But no further words came.

"That's it?"

Yu Xiaogang nodded honestly.

"…"

Tang Hao remained silent, but his fists clenched tightly.

"So, because you encountered a 400-year-old spirit beast, you made Tang San absorb a ten-year spirit ring?!"

"Your Eminence, I had no choice…"

Yu Xiaogang hurriedly explained.

"No choice?!"

Tang Hao's eyes flashed with cold light as he roared in anger, "All your cultivation might as well have been done by a pig!"

"Even a pig could have taken down that snake!"

"Your Eminence, I—"

Yu Xiaogang's face turned ghastly pale.

The Titled Douluo he had idolized had just humiliated him like this!

"Not satisfied? Then hold it in!"

Tang Hao's beast-like aura left Yu Xiaogang frozen in place.

"He is my son, the son of the Clear Sky Douluo!"

"Yu Xiaogang, remember this: this is the first and the last time."

Tang Hao didn't say anything more.

Such a weakling wasn't worth his time or effort.

With that, Tang Hao waved his hand.

A pitch-black token clattered to the floor in front of Yu Xiaogang.

"I'm sure you understand."

"The challenges of dual spirits will now fall on your shoulders. Don't disappoint me!"

"Your life isn't worth more than the Pope's!"

Bang!

The door closed with a loud thud.

Tang Hao's towering figure disappeared.

Yu Xiaogang stood there, motionless for a long time, cold sweat covering his body.

His right eye began bleeding again.

After a long pause, he slowly lowered his head.

His gaze fell on the token on the floor.

The pitch-black material was inscribed with six powerful spirits.

At that moment, Yu Xiaogang had a sudden realization.

Perhaps Tang Hao didn't care for him at all, but only for solving the problems of dual spirits.

The Pope's decree left on the floor seemed to confirm that.

It would be his possible key to finding the method for cultivating dual spirits.

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