Chapter 400: The Spirit Hall has an absurd number of Titled Douluo
Chapter 400: The Spirit Hall has an absurd number of Titled Douluo
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When Xiao Wu and Liu Erlong pushed the door open and entered, Ning Rongrong was standing three steps away from Lin Qingmo.
Her face was still flushed, her eyes were still drifting, and she radiated an aura of guilty conscience, as if she had "almost said something incredible just now."
"Rongrong, you’re here too."
Xiao Wu didn’t think much of it; she walked in carelessly and closed the door behind her.
Liu Erlong crossed her arms and looked around, her gaze lingering on Lin Qingmo for a long time; she also missed A-Qing very much.
Ever since the events of that night, she had had some wild thoughts whenever she saw Lin Qingmo.
Ahem, after all, she was at the age described as ’like a wolf or a tiger.’
After experiencing it, it was indeed hard to forget.
But with Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong in the room, she had to force herself to maintain that iron-blooded face of a "Royal Fighting Team lead teacher."
"I imagine Rongrong was also frightened by those things you left in the group chat."
Liu Erlong’s tone was flat, and she looked at Lin Qingmo with helplessness: "A-Qing, why did you say such scary things in the group?"
Ning Rongrong nodded like a pounding garlic out of guilt: "Yes, yes, yes! That’s exactly why I was scared!"
"I was just here to ask A-Qing about the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, nothing else!"
After finishing, she secretly glanced at Lin Qingmo, wanting to confirm that he had no intention of revealing her earlier statement about "even if I like someone, it has to be someone like A-Qing."
Lin Qingmo had no intention of exposing her secrets at all.
His attention had already been drawn by Xiao Wu.
From the moment she entered, Xiao Wu walked straight to his side, took his arm with extreme naturalness, and pressed her whole body against his side.
This action itself was nothing; she often did this.
But Xiao Wu brought her nose close to his shoulder and sniffed subtly.
Then Lin Qingmo felt the hand holding his arm tighten suddenly.
Xiao Wu’s expression sank at a speed visible to the naked eye; the smile on the corners of her mouth remained, but the light in her eyes had cooled by a few degrees.
Lin Qingmo didn’t understand why Xiao Wu was acting like this.
However, Xiao Wu’s thoughts were exceptionally active.
Damn it, A-Qing’s body is covered in that woman’s scent!
Eastern Emperor Douluo, A-Qing’s master, she has made a move on A-Qing again!
Xiao Wu’s fingers turned white from gripping at an angle where no one could see, but she raised a smile on her face again, only leaning in tighter, as if to declare some kind of sovereignty.
Lin Qingmo felt the force on his arm, looked down at her, and asked with his eyes, "What’s wrong?"
Xiao Wu just shook her head and pressed her face against his shoulder.
Now is not the time to talk about this; Rongrong and Teacher Erlong are both here.
And she didn’t know if A-Qing understood what that woman had done to him.
That Titled Douluo used a Spirit Ability to make him unconscious; she had caught them last time.
But what about this time?
She didn’t know.
So she had to endure it.
Liu Erlong also noticed Xiao Wu’s abnormality.
Probably understanding what was going on, a somewhat uncommon, serious expression appeared on her face.
"A-Qing."
"Hmm?"
Lin Qingmo looked up.
Liu Erlong usually called him in a careless manner, with a voice loud enough to startle the pigeons off the roof.
But this time her tone was a bit different.
It carried a deliberate calmness, as if she had been brewing it for a long time before speaking.
"You said the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan would be wiped out."
She paused and asked: "I also want to know what is going on?"
Ning Rongrong’s expression changed slightly.
In her view, in those futures Lin Qingmo had spoken of, although the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School’s Bone Douluo and Sword Douluo had died in battle, the Sect at least still existed, and its legacy could be considered unbroken.
The Clear Sky Sect had only gradually declined, becoming a legend in the future.
But the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, also one of the Upper Three Sects, was wiped out in the near future, with hundreds of people in the Family spared by none.
The difference was too great.
Although Liu Erlong was the illegitimate daughter of Yu Luomian, the second-in-command of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
She had never received the Family’s protection since she was a child, and she never thought of herself as a member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
She even hated that place and hated the way those people looked at her.
But after all, the blood of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon flowed in her body.
When she heard the words "wiped out," she couldn’t help but want to ask what exactly happened.
"It is because of the Spirit Hall."
Lin Qingmo didn’t beat around the bush: "The person who wiped out the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon is Bibi Dong."
"Hiss!"
Ning Rongrong and Liu Erlong both gasped in unison.
"Bibi Dong?"
Liu Erlong frowned: "Pope of Spirit Hall? She personally took action?"
Lin Qingmo nodded.
Liu Erlong was silent for a moment, then slowly let out a breath.
"So it was her."
There wasn’t much emotion in her voice, just the calmness of knowing the answer.
"The Spirit Hall does indeed have this strength; I just didn’t expect... that the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, one of the Upper Three Sects, would just be gone like that."
Ning Rongrong pursed her lips on the side and suddenly spoke: "Teacher Erlong, don’t you want to help the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan? Since you know what will happen in the future..."
"Help?"
Liu Erlong interrupted her, her tone carrying a hint of self-deprecating laughter: "I grew up outside since I was a child; I don’t even know which way the gate of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan faces."
"They ignored me, and I have no feelings for them."
"It’s just that hearing this news makes me sigh a little."
She said that, but her fingers unconsciously rubbed the belt buckle at her waist; that action betrayed the unrest in her heart.
Ning Rongrong lowered her head.
She thought of her own Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, thought of Grandpa Sword and Bone Grandpa, and then thought of the ending where the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was completely wiped out.
They were all Upper Three Sects; one could still linger on, while the other was wiped directly off the continent.
The only difference was whom the Spirit Hall decided to destroy first.
She suddenly raised her head and asked a question that made everyone in the room go quiet.
"A-Qing, is the future war really unavoidable? If the Upper Three Sects united, could they not resist the Spirit Hall?"
Ning Rongrong was not the type of person to think about problems from a strategic perspective.
She was the Young Miss of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School; usually, she only cared about whether the snacks were delicious, whether the clothes looked good, or whether the training was tiring.
But at this moment, she stood in front of Lin Qingmo, clutching her skirt, and asked him seriously about the direction of the continental situation.
Because her Sect, her Family, and everything she cared about were all being dragged into this coming storm.
"Whether the future war will happen, I am not sure myself."
Lin Qingmo spoke, his tone a bit more serious than usual: "But regarding the strength of the Spirit Hall, I can tell you."
He held up a finger.
"The Spirit Hall has more than ten Titled Douluo."
The three women were stunned at the same time.
Ning Rongrong thought she had heard wrong: "You, what did you say?"
Liu Erlong’s pupils contracted slightly, her arms lowered from her chest, and her expression suddenly became grave.
Even Xiao Wu raised her head, temporarily putting aside her anger at the Eastern Emperor Douluo.
"The Spirit Hall has the Enshrinement Hall and the Elder Palace."
Lin Qingmo said unhurriedly: "The Enshrinement Hall is the Spirit Hall’s highest combat force; each one is an older generation Titled Douluo, with unfathomable strength, and most are above level 95."
"And the Elder Palace is personally led by the current Pope of Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong; most are below level 95, but it is also full of experts."
"Added together, the two halls have more than ten Titled Douluo."
"..."
The room became terrifyingly quiet because of his words.
Lin Qingmo counted them off one by one for them: "Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong, Ghost DouluoGui Mei, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan, Qian Daoliu, Gold Crocodile Douluo..."
With every name he reported, the complexions of Ning Rongrong and the others paled by a degree.
(End of Chapter)
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