Chapter 232: Qian Renxue's Speculations About Tang San
The voice, light and teasing, made Tang San and Yu Qingrou shudder.
Was there really someone who could get so close without them noticing?
Tang San reacted swiftly. At the sound of the voice, he quickly stood up, pulled Yu Qingrou, and hurriedly distanced themselves from the source of the sound. When he saw the face of the speaker, Tang San was taken aback and blurted out the name: "Su Yun?!"
The newcomer was indeed Su Yun, and alongside him was Xue Qinghe, the crown prince of the Heaven Dou Empire.
The crown prince of the Heaven Dou royal family? The Holy Son of the Spirit Hall?
Yu Qingrou hadn't expected these two to appear at such a crucial moment!
Yu Qingrou had seen Su Yun and Xue Qinghe at the tournament and remembered their outstanding looks, especially Su Yun's flawless features. If all other factors were set aside, she naturally would also wish for a husband as handsome as Su Yun.
However, in the face of Tang San, who could become a god, Su Yun's handsomeness was ultimately not to her taste.
Her goal was immortality and eternal youth.
Even so, with the two men witnessing her intimate moment with Tang San on the grass, Yu Qingrou couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
Tang San was also puzzled by the arrival of Su Yun and Xue Qinghe.
There was no mention of Su Yun and Xue Qinghe visiting the academy today.
People of such status as Su Yun and Xue Qinghe usually had a prior announcement of their arrival.
Could it be that Ning Rongrong had summoned them?
Tang San suddenly thought of Ning Rongrong, whom he had locked up.
But then he remembered that the student he had sent to deliver food to Ning Rongrong at noon was someone who usually got along well with her.
Tang San's eyelids twitched slightly at this thought, but he still didn't believe that Ning Rongrong, a member of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, would seek help from Su Yun of the Spirit Hall to escape.
"Tang San, long time no see. I didn't expect you to have improved so much. From what I see, our duel may not even need to wait two more years," Su Yun said. He had had little interaction with Tang San during the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Competition and only today did he speak formally. While speaking, he also glanced at a small independent house nearby.
The wager between Su Yun and Tang San was well-known across the continent.
It was once a laughing stock.
However, as time passed, people saw that the identities of these two had drastically changed.
One became the Young Sect Master of the Haotian Sect, and the other the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall.
Everyone was now looking forward to the duel between them two years from now.
"Hmph, there's still two years to go, what are you rushing for?" Tang San scoffed coldly.
Towards this person responsible for the death of his father, Haotian Douluo Tang Hao, Tang San wished he could kill him immediately.
But he knew his strength was not yet sufficient, having only passed the first test of the Sea God.
Since then, after passing the God test, Tang San's mental power had also significantly increased, and he could vaguely sense that Su Yun had grown much stronger.
Tang San coldly stared at Su Yun, word by word, "In two years, I'll let you know what it means to pay with life for a life, that every cause has its effect."
Su Yun did not respond to Tang San but his gaze interestingly swept over Yu Qingrou.
He had seen everything that happened between the two just now, and he was already well informed about Yu Qingrou's background. He hadn't expected that his casual visit to check on Tang San, coinciding with Ning Rongrong's plea for help to Xue Qinghe, would allow him to witness such a sensational scene.
"Alright, Tang San, I understand your feelings. Today, I and the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall have come after receiving Ning Rongrong's plea for help," Qian Renxue suddenly spoke up, pointing to the house nearby, "Is Ning Rongrong inside?"
Her face showed a resigned expression: "Better let her out soon, otherwise there will definitely be more troubles in the future."
Did Ning Rongrong really ask for help?
Tang San was stunned.
Yu Qingrou was equally surprised. How had she managed to send a message out?
Regardless of how the message was sent out.
Now that the Crown Prince had spoken, Tang San and Yu Qingrou naturally could not refuse.
After Ning Rongrong was released by Tang San, she immediately threw herself into Xue Qinghe's arms, crying and complaining.
However, while she complained, she also intermittently glanced at Su Yun's expression.
Tang San and Yu Qingrou, standing nearby, found themselves unable to interject.
Eventually, Su Yun spoke to Prince Xue Qinghe: "Alright, we've rescued her, it's time for us to leave."
He also turned to Ning Rongrong, warning her, "Ning Rongrong, we won't always come to rescue you. Please be more careful in the future."
Ning Rongrong clung tighter to Qian Renxue, her brows arching as she retorted, "Who needs your care? With Prince Brother here, who dares to bully me in the future?"
As she spoke, Ning Rongrong shot a provocative glance at Tang San.
As a woman herself, Qian Renxue didn't have much of an issue with Ning Rongrong, who was similar in temperament to the royal family's Xue Ke, both having a princess-like character.
Moreover, her disguised identity as Ning Fengzhi's disciple meant she often interacted with Ning Rongrong.
If it weren't for their conflicting allegiances, their relationship might have been closer.
Unfortunately...
Hearing Ning Rongrong's words, Su Yun sneered: "Hmph, do you think your Prince Brother would have come to rescue you if it weren't for me?"
"Do you not know that your father, the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, had already informed your Prince Brother in advance?"
"If it's because your fiancé disciplined you, it must be because you violated your fiancé's family rules. The prince had no obligation to respond to your plea for help."
"Simply put, he has sold you to the Haotian Sect."
As he spoke, Su Yun glanced at Tang San, whose expression remained unchanged.
Ning Rongrong was shocked.
She immediately looked at Prince Brother Xue Qinghe beside her, asking anxiously, "Prince Brother, is it true? Did my father really say that?"
Ning Rongrong couldn't believe that her father was so favorable towards Tang San.
That he had almost entirely handed over her management to Tang San!
Qian Renxue smiled bitterly and nodded, speaking in Xue Qinghe's identity: "What Holy Son Su said is correct."
"Before you sent someone, the teacher had already informed me in advance."
"I was also under orders from the teacher not to come."
"But..." As she spoke, Qian Renxue couldn't help but glance at Su Yun, who was evidently enjoying the drama, and continued reluctantly, "It was also at the behest of Holy Son Su here that I broke the rules this time to come rescue you."
With that, Qian Renxue also looked at Tang San, advising, "Tang San, I shouldn't overstep, but since Rongrong is now your fiancée, a verbal reprimand should suffice. It's better to avoid locking her up in the future; such actions are not conducive to the development of your relationship."
Seeing that even the Prince had spoken, Tang San could only nod in agreement.
Ning Rongrong, realizing that it was indeed Su Yun who had come to her rescue, was visibly moved and looked at Su Yun's amused expression, her mind stirring with doubts.
However, Su Yun did not say much more to Ning Rongrong, only leaving with a teasing comment, "I wish you three early childbirth," before he and Qian Renxue cheerfully departed from the Blue Tyrant Academy.
Ning Rongrong was no fool; she had already heard Yu Qingrou's voice outside while locked up in the small house.
Upon emerging and sensing the alcohol in the air and seeing Tang San and Yu Qingrou's disheveled clothes, she felt a wave of disgust.
But she said nothing, merely shooting a cold glare at Tang San before turning to leave them behind.
At Qian Renxue's residence.
"Holy Son Su, what do you think about Tang San's engagement?"
In the pavilion, Qian Renxue and Su Yun sat opposite each other, and she poured him a cup of tea, asking softly.
Although Su Yun had his suspicions, probably due to Tang San's Sea God inheritance being clearly stated among the upper echelons of the top three sects, he naturally could not disclose the truth, merely raising an eyebrow and responding, "Perhaps it's a political marriage among the top three sects."
"Based on the last confrontation, I suspect that the long-dormant Haotian Sect might currently be the strongest among the top three sects."
"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect are both likely interested in forming an alliance through marriage with the Haotian Sect."
"Moreover, as you saw yourself during the competition, Tang San's second spirit, the Haotian Hammer, already possesses two ten-thousand-year spirit rings. Such talent should not be underestimated."
"There are even rumors in the tabloids claiming that Tang San's talent has surpassed mine."
Qian Renxue well knew that the moment Tang San displayed the spirit rings of his Haotian Hammer during the competition, the entire venue erupted in excitement.
After all, having the first and second spirit rings as ten-thousand-year spirit rings was virtually unheard of!
In other words, Tang San had broken the constraints of training with twin spirits.
That day, she noticed how that woman reacted upon seeing Tang San's Haotian Hammer and the two ten-thousand-year spirit rings on stage—she was visibly unsettled.
"I remember the Pope wanted to take action against Tang San, but I heard that you stopped her?" Qian Renxue sipped her tea and asked.
Su Yun nodded, "Tang San is just one person; it's not worth the effort for our elders to intervene."
"Waiting until the final showdown in two years to defeat him in front of everyone will be more beneficial for the prestige of the Spirit Hall."
Qian Renxue teased, "Aren't you afraid of losing to him?"
"The talent Tang San has displayed allows him enough time to grow significantly in two years!"
"By then, you might also face the possibility of defeat."
Su Yun scoffed, "In two years, I will also grow rapidly."
"Furthermore..."
Su Yun suddenly leaned towards Qian Renxue, causing her to change color and attempt to distance herself, "Have you seen my true strength lately?"
Suddenly feeling the killing intent emanating from Su Yun, even Qian Renxue felt somewhat uncomfortable.
Seeing Qian Renxue's reaction, Su Yun withdrew his aura, then bade her farewell before disappearing from the pavilion.
After Su Yun left, the Snake Lance Douluo and the Spiked Porcupine Douluo appeared in the pavilion.
"Miss, the information is accurate; it appears that Holy Son Su indeed passed through the City of Slaughter," the Snake Lance Douluo whispered.
"With his talent, it's not surprising that he could pass through the City of Slaughter," Qian Renxue was confident in Su Yun's abilities; passing the City of Slaughter was expected.
The Spiked Porcupine Douluo added, "But he took only just over a month to do it."
A month?
Qian Renxue's expression changed upon hearing this duration.
She had heard from her grandfather about the difficulties of the City of Slaughter.
That place prohibits the use of soul skills, forcing one to rely solely on combat instincts and insights into life-and-death battles.
Normally, it takes at least a year to pass through the City of Slaughter.
And Su Yun did it in less than two months?
"Indeed, it seems we cannot judge him by ordinary standards."
Qian Renxue thought back to how Su Yun had suddenly approached her and made a mental note, then asked, "How's the investigation you were conducting? Did you find any useful information?"
The Spiked Porcupine Douluo and Snake Lance Douluo shook their heads.
"Miss, the Sea God Island is very secretive about the Sea God's inheritor. Our people can't even infiltrate the island."
"Finding the Sea God's inheritor is like searching for a needle in a haystack for us."
Qian Renxue fell silent for a long while, then suddenly spoke up, "I have an idea."
"An idea?"
The two Titled Douluos furrowed their brows.
"Perhaps... Tang San is the Sea God's inheritor?"
Qian Renxue's startling statement immediately changed the expressions of the two Titled Douluos.
"Miss, are you serious?"
If Tang San is the Sea God's inheritor, then they must eliminate him immediately, even if it costs them their lives!
Qian Renxue shook her head, "It's just a thought."
"After all, the information I've gathered so far shows too many changes surrounding Tang San."
"He not only broke through the cultivation constraints of twin spirits but also won the alliance of two major sects, and even Ning Fengzhi's attitude towards him is overly favorable."
"Anomalies suggest demons; I always feel there are secrets about Tang San that we don't know."
The Snake Lance Douluo, knowing Qian Renxue's thoughts well, ventured, "Then shall I..."
Qian Renxue nodded, "Send someone to secretly follow Tang San and monitor his movements."
"Although grandfather said Tang Hao is dead and we no longer act against the Haotian Sect,
tracking Tang San shouldn't be a big deal."
The Snake Lance Douluo nodded, "As per your wishes, Miss."
With that, he left to prepare and dispatch people for the task.
Meanwhile, the Spiked Porcupine Douluo handed Qian Renxue a letter.
(End of chapter)
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