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Chapter 115: Meng Yiran Humiliates the Overconfident Tang San
🕑 Added 2025-04-20 19:03:01 +0000 UTC"An anomaly has occurred in Heaven Dou City. I fear Xue'er may be isolated and in need of support. You go as well and be ready to assist her in completing her grand plan!"
"Yes, Grand Elder!"
Qian Jun acknowledged the order and immediately left the Elder Hall.
The news from the Elder Hall quickly reached Bibi Dong’s ears.
However, aside from issuing an order to closely monitor Heaven Dou City, she made no further moves, tacitly approving Qian Daoliu’s actions.
Meanwhile, Xiao Yu returned to Blue Tyrant Academy with Zhu Zhuqing and Meng Yiran.
Ning Rongrong, eager to share the news of her martial soul evolution, did not return with Xiao Yu. Instead, she left midway under the escort of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Clan members.
"Yiran, go call Xiao Wu, and then the two of you can grab five servings of food and bring them to the teacher’s cabin. We’ll eat first, and then head to the back mountain for training," Xiao Yu instructed his maid, Meng Yiran.
"Understood, young master," Meng Yiran replied respectfully.
Xiao Yu looked at Meng Yiran, who was smiling brightly.
He then gave her a playful slap on her perky buttocks.
However, Meng Yiran, who had been touched by Xiao Yu countless times, no longer showed the shyness she once had. She simply giggled and left.
Watching Meng Yiran leave, Xiao Yu wrapped his arm around Zhu Zhuqing and headed toward the cabin.
As they walked, Xiao Yu turned to Zhu Zhuqing and said, "Zhuqing, they’ll take some time to bring the food over. While they’re gone, help me vent some frustration."
"Mm," Zhu Zhuqing responded without objection, her face slightly red.
"Also, remember to use your fourth soul skill. Otherwise, it’ll take too long with just you alone. It’s better to finish quickly," Xiao Yu added.
"Mm," Zhu Zhuqing’s face turned even redder at this.
Logically, her fourth soul skill, Netherworld Clone, was meant for combat. But why had it turned into this kind of use under Xiao Yu?
However, Zhu Zhuqing didn’t oppose Xiao Yu’s peculiar preferences.
After all, if she could handle the workload of three people, Xiao Yu’s attention would naturally focus more on her.
Meanwhile, after calling Xiao Wu from the dormitory, Meng Yiran and Xiao Wu headed to the cafeteria to get food.
"Xiao Wu, wait here. I’ll go get the food," Meng Yiran said.
"Okay, Sister Yiran," Xiao Wu replied with a sweet smile.
Meng Yiran entered the cafeteria to get the food.
While Xiao Wu waited alone, a voice filled with surprise reached her ears.
"Xiao Wu..."
Hearing this voice, Xiao Wu turned to see her "third brother," Tang San.
"Third—"
The word "brother" was on the tip of her tongue, but Xiao Wu forcibly stopped herself.
Seeing Xiao Wu’s hesitant expression, Tang San quickly approached, intending to take her hand.
However, Xiao Wu stepped back, avoiding his touch.
"Xiao Wu, why... why? I’m your brother..." Tang San said, his face filled with confusion.
"You’re just a sworn brother, Tang San. I’m now Xiao Yu’s person. I have no relationship with you anymore. Please be more respectful in the future," Xiao Wu said coldly.
Although Xiao Wu spoke firmly, the pain in her eyes didn’t escape Tang San’s notice.
Seeing Xiao Wu’s pained expression, Tang San moved closer and said, "Xiao Wu, I know you’re suffering and in pain with Xiao Yu. How about this? I’ll take you away. We’ll hide in the deep mountains until I’ve grown strong enough. Then I’ll bring you back. Come back to me, okay?"
Seeing Tang San’s earnest expression, Xiao Wu’s heart ached even more. Although she wanted to leave with Tang San, she knew it was impossible. Even if they could escape the academy, could they escape Heaven Dou City?
With Xiao Yu’s strength, capturing them would be effortless.
Even if Tang San’s father was a Title Douluo, he couldn’t stand against the many forces behind Xiao Yu.
"First Soul Skill: Dragon-Serpent Blade!"
Just as Tang San was about to press further, a two-meter-long serpent blade came flying toward him.
Feeling the sharp cold aura of the blade, Tang San quickly retreated several steps to avoid it.
"Tang San, Xiao Wu is Xiao Yu’s woman. What do you think you’re doing?" Meng Yiran, who had just returned with the food, saw Tang San harassing Xiao Wu and couldn’t hold back. She immediately released her martial soul.
"Hmph, a mere loser dares to provoke me again? First Soul Skill, Entanglement!"
Seeing that it was Meng Yiran, his former opponent, Tang San immediately activated his soul skill.
Instantly, several thick blue-violet Blue Silver Grass vines surged toward Meng Yiran.
Looking at the Blue Silver Grass that had defeated her last time, Meng Yiran sneered.
"Hmph, do you still think I’m the same as I was a year ago? First Soul Skill, Dragon-Serpent Blade!"
"Hmph, your serpent blade couldn’t even cut through my Blue Silver Grass before I obtained my third soul ring. Now that I have my third soul ring, the toughness of my Blue Silver Grass has increased. You stand no chance—what?!"
Just as Tang San was about to laugh at Meng Yiran’s attempt to cut through his vines with her first soul skill, as she had done a year ago, a crisp cutting sound rang out.
Tang San watched in shock as his supposedly unbreakable Blue Silver Grass was easily severed by Meng Yiran’s serpent blade.
Seeing this completely unexpected outcome, Tang San’s face turned pale.
"No, this can’t be! This can’t be! You and I are both Soul Elders. A year ago, your serpent blade couldn’t cut through my Blue Silver Grass. How can you—what?!
You’ve broken through to level 40?! How is that possible?! A year ago, you had just become a Soul Elder. How could you reach level 40 in just one year?"
When Tang San, still in shock, saw that Meng Yiran’s soul rings were not two yellow and one purple, but two yellow and two purple, he was completely dumbfounded.
The pride and confidence he had felt as Meng Yiran’s former victor quickly crumbled.
How was this possible?
A year ago, although he had obtained his soul ring slightly later than Meng Yiran, it was only by a day at most. Yet now, a year later, he had only reached level 33, while Meng Yiran, who had obtained her third soul ring just a day before him, had already reached level 40?!
What had happened in this past year?
What had she done?
How had she achieved this?
While Tang San was in shock, Xiao Wu was equally surprised.
Since they trained together, she knew that Meng Yiran’s soul power had only been at level 34 the day before.
How had Meng Yiran gained six levels of soul power in just one day?
