A few seconds passed, but no one answered.
Dugu Bo glanced at their expressions and, seeing that there was a chance, snorted and provoked them, "Could it be that the personal disciple of the dignified Chrysanthemum Douluo is actually a coward who doesn't even dare to acknowledge his own teacher?"
Qian Yuelong's eyes flickered slightly, but she didn't rush to step forward.
After a moment of stunned silence, Hu Liena, who guessed which of them was a disciple of Yueguan, resisted the urge to turn her head and stood rooted to the spot like a wooden statue.
Wei Ming frowned and said, "Poison Douluo, Chrysanthemum Douluo is one of the enforcement elders of my Spirit Hall. If this is a private matter between you and Chrysanthemum Douluo, then please settle it privately. Those here are just a few young children who are not even fifteen years old. They know nothing about this."
As one of the insiders, he knew about the past feud between Chrysanthemum Douluo and Poison Douluo.
He didn't know how the other party knew that Chrysanthemum Douluo's disciple was among their group, and he was afraid that this vengeful Poison Douluo would take his anger out on the Holy Maiden.
Yuelong's eyes flickered as she sensed something fishy in Wei Ming's words.
The atmosphere at the scene was tense.
Dugu Bo scrutinized Wei Ming's calm expression, then suddenly curled his lips into a smirk. A surge of dark green, powerful soul energy erupted from his palm. As if casually toying with a toy, the condensed soul energy ball moved nimbly between his fingers, silently conveying a threat.
So, you really are here?
It was originally just a prank on Wei Ming.
Wei Ming thought that by remaining calm, he would avoid making mistakes. Little did he know that this actually exposed that Yue Guan's little-known disciple was indeed among those seven young students.
The air became condensed.
Dugu Bo smiled knowingly and, to Wei Ming's surprise, withdrew his soul power.
"I am merely curious; I have no intention of taking action."
"However, I didn't expect Yue Guan's disciple to be such a coward. He doesn't even dare to admit his own teacher. Yue Guan's judgment is really nothing special."
One sentence seems to have insulted two people.
In the Douluo Continent, such a provocation is a great challenge and insult to a titled Douluo of noble status and extraordinary strength.
However, Yue Guan is still one of the law enforcement elders of the Spirit Hall, so these words are a tacit insult to the Spirit Hall's honor and reputation.
Hao Xuan and Qu Yuanyi's expressions suddenly darkened, but they did not lash out.
Wei Ming was also angry at Dugu Bo's provocation and insult, but at this moment he hoped that Qian Yuelong would not be provoked and would not be able to help but stand up.
A knife hangs above the character for "patience".
Who knows what this Poison Douluo, whose temperament is rumored to be equally eccentric and unpredictable, will do after the Holy Maiden steps forward to admit it...
"It's not that I'm afraid to admit it, it's just that I don't know what Your Majesty the Poison Douluo wants with me."
Upon hearing this voice, Wei Ming suppressed the urge to facepalm and looked helplessly at Qian Yuelong, who spoke in a calm voice.
I still couldn't resist...
"After all, I have never met Poison Douluo before, and I am not sure if Poison Douluo's sudden mention of this matter in this tense situation is to capture me and use me to threaten my teacher."
Qian Yuelong looked at Dugu Bo, who was pretending to be bored and about to turn away, with neither arrogance nor servility.
"Moonlight!"
Hu Liena gave a low shout.
Qian Yuelong remained unfazed.
I'm sorry, but she can't stand it.
Dugu Bo, who actually had this plan, paused, his sharp eyes, gleaming with a keen light, fixed on Qian Yuelong.
"You really dare to say that."
"Ten years ago, I did indeed have a blood feud with your teacher. Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you, your teacher, and your classmates right now?"
A terrifying aura swept towards Qian Yuelong.
Wei Ming and his group, like startled birds, instantly shielded Qian Yuelong in the middle.
Even Xu Yu, whose legs had been trembling under Dugu Bo's pressure, resolutely rushed to Qian Yuelong's side and protected her.
"Dugu Bo! These children are the elite generation that our Spirit Hall is focusing on cultivating; not one of them can be missing! Do you want to make an enemy of our entire Spirit Hall?!"
The teachers' tall figures and the resolute profiles of their colleagues blocked most of the view.
Qian Yuelong's lips curled up slightly. Under Dugu Bo's flickering gaze, she chuckled softly, her light purple pupils gleaming with a calmness that belied her age, like the calm before a storm.
The threatened Dugu Bo's eyes flashed with a chilling light.
After this ordeal, he felt that even if he didn't ultimately harm them, that girl would definitely tell that old man at Chrysanthemum Pass when she got back, and might even report it to the higher-ups at the Spirit Hall...
Even with the six Soul Saints lying in wait, he was confident he could intercept and kill Wei Ming and his group here. That way, without witnesses, no one would know who they encountered before their disappearance, or how they died...
This time, Dugu Bo was truly intent on killing.
Sensing the chilling killing intent emanating from Dugu Bo, Hu Liena's pupils constricted, and the hairs on her body stood on end.
The atmosphere was tense; all that was needed was a spark to ignite the stalemate.
Luo Hua and the Soul Saint from the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy exchanged a bitter glance. They were now essentially tied to Dugu Bo, caught in a dilemma.
At the critical moment, a trembling hand pierced through the layers of killing intent enveloping Dugu Bo and grabbed the hem of his clothes.
Dugu Bo's deep aura faltered. He looked down and saw his granddaughter trembling, her eyes slightly red, looking at him with resentment and fear. He shook his head silently and slowly.
Grandpa, don't go against the Spirit Hall.
Driven by her romantic infatuation, Dugu Yan finally regained her senses under the influence of the situation before her.
Yan Yan...
Dugu Bo's expression changed a few moments after understanding the meaning in his granddaughter's eyes. Finally, he took a deep look at Qian Yuelong, whose eyes had become lighter in color for some reason.
It was an extremely clear color that defied description.
In the instant their eyes met, his soul felt as if it were being immersed in a cold, lifeless lake. He remained with his head tilted back, gazing at the huge, cold moon on the water's surface, his soul plummeting into the deeper, darker bottom of the lake, as if it were about to detach from his body at any moment.
Cold sweat had soaked the back of his clothes without him even realizing it.
Dugu Bo came to his senses, dispelled his soul power and imposing aura, and patted his granddaughter's head reassuringly. "Hmph. As I said before, I was just curious and wanted to test what made a soul master who could be accepted as a personal disciple by Yue Guan so special."
Just one second away...
Qian Yuelong lowered her eyes slightly and removed the "Condensing Light" pupil component that she had already put on.
When she looked up again, her once clear eyes had returned to their original pale purple, and she said with a smile that didn't reach her eyes, "Now that you've seen it, can you take back your previous disrespectful words towards your teacher?"
Dugu Bo paused in stroking Dugu Yan's head, glared at Qian Yuelong who was pushing her luck, his face darkened, and he said in a low voice, "Fine, I'll take it back!"
He misjudged the situation this time.
This girl is probably not simple either.
—A side note—
Don't panic, it's not midnight yet. Usually, if a new chapter hasn't been released by 7:30 PM, it means MoLi hasn't saved any drafts and has to write them on the fly.
It's normal for someone who writes at a snail's pace to update so late; my friend next door, who's got green checkmarks, only updates late at night every day (pointing fingers).
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