Chapter 27: Long Gong's Gratitude, The Arrival of Sword Douluo_1

"Yiran, kneel down and kowtow to Your Highness!"

After Meng Yiran had put away the Eight-Spider Spear, Long Gong said in a deep voice.

Kowtow? Qin Xiao shook his head, "No need for that. This is her opportunity."

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that Qin Xiao himself could not absorb this soul ring, he would have been tempted to try it himself...

Snake Granny said beside him, "Your Highness, don't decline it. If it hadn't been for your effort in severely injuring that soul beast, we wouldn't know how long it would take to track it. It could very well have been like that Phoenix-tailed Cock-crown Snake...."

She couldn't continue speaking at this point.

It could be said that if it weren't for Qin Xiao, she would have had to compete with Zhao Wuji over the Phoenix-tailed Cock-crown Snake.

If that had happened, wouldn't there be no such thing as an attached soul bone?

Upon hearing Snake Granny's words, a mysterious smile appeared on the corners of Qin Xiao's mouth.

Snake Granny was right.

If he hadn't taken action, that Man-Faced Demon Spider would have become Tang San's soul ring, and the attached soul bone would have been within Tang San's grasp...

"Your Highness, if it weren't for you, with my and the old woman's knowledge, we wouldn't have known Yiran's situation at all. We would definitely have disturbed her absorption of the attached soul bone, and might even have caused Yiran irrecoverable damage..."

As Long Gong spoke, he said to Meng Yiran, "Yiran, haven't you thanked His Highness yet?"

At these words, Meng Yiran immediately knelt on the ground and said from the bottom of her heart, "Your Highness, I have no way to repay your great kindness, please accept my bow."

With those words, her forehead heavily touched the ground, making even a "thud" sound due to the force.

By now, Qin Xiao could only accept it with equanimity.

Nevertheless, his favorable impression of Meng Yiran increased significantly.

For nothing else, just for this girl's sincere and honest nature.

"Your Highness, are you leaving?"

At this moment, Long Gong noticed the intent to leave in Qin Xiao's eyes and promptly asked.

What else should he do if not to depart? Wait around for a feast? Qin Xiao couldn't help but scoff internally.

However, he then heard Long Gong say, "Your Highness, if there is ever anything you need in the future, just say the word. Even if it involves climbing a mountain of knives or descending into a sea of fire, I would not hesitate."

This was not an exaggeration; the value of an attached soul bone capable of growth was truly immense.

It was priceless!

After hearing Long Gong's words, Qin Xiao simply smiled and walked away.

"Your Highness, if you ever happen to pass by the Ten Thousand Beast Academy, please do come in for a visit."

As Qin Xiao was about to vanish from sight, Meng Yiran called out with a delicate voice.

"Alright."

Qin Xiao's voice came from afar.

...

"Er Ming!"

"Er Ming!"

Close to the heart of the Aquipeia Forest, Xiaowu leaned against a large tree, her eyes tightly shut, frowning, calling out in urgency.

She looked as if she were having a nightmare.

Meanwhile, her calls also disturbed Tang San who was nearby.

He hurried to Xiaowu's side, asking with concern, "Xiaowu, Xiaowu, wake up."

"Er Ming, don't go!"

Xiaowu woke up as if from a dream, exclaiming in shock.

But what she saw was Tang San's ordinary face.

"Xiaosan, where's Er Ming?"

"Just now I had a dream, where Er Ming... it died..."

Xiaowu said somewhat distantly.

Upon hearing Xiaowu's words, Tang San's expression instantly stiffened.

"Xiaosan, it's just a dream, isn't it?"

Xiaowu said, starting to look around, "Where's Er Ming? Is it hiding because it's been naughty again?"

"Enough!"

Tang San could no longer restrain himself and burst out angrily, "Xiaowu! Er Ming is already dead."

"It's true, not a dream!"

What?

It was really true?

Xiaowu felt as though struck by lightning. In her mind, she saw the image of Er Ming facing the Lei Emperor's Finger, as well as Er Ming's look of despair.

"Xiaowu, accept reality. It was Qin Xiao who killed Er Ming."

Tang San spoke, his five fingers coming together, his fingertips pointing to the heavens, as he made his vow, "I swear, I, Tang San, will definitely kill Qin Xiao in my lifetime to avenge Er Ming!"

However, his words did not calm Xiaowu down; on the contrary, they seemed to pour fuel on the fire.

"Enough!"

"Tang San, if it hadn't been for you, Er Ming wouldn't have died!"

Xiaowu said with tears streaming down her face.

At that moment, she was in great pain and full of regret.

She regretted that she had been persuaded by Tang San to let Er Ming go after Qin Xiao.

She regretted that even when she realized Er Ming was no match for Qin Xiao, she still let Er Ming fight Qin Xiao.

She regretted why she listened to Tang San so much...

He was just a Grand Soul Master, how could he understand the battles between Titled Douluos!

"Xiaowu, I admit that Er Ming's death has something to do with me."

"No, it has a lot to do with you. This whole affair is totally because of you..." Xiaowu totally disagreed with Tang San's statement.

"Xiaowu, I..."

Tang San started to say something but closed his mouth, fury growing inside him.

Wasn't it you who asked Er Ming for help in the first place? And now that something has gone wrong, you push everything onto me?

This pot, he, Tang San, could not carry!

But Xiaowu had already covered her ears with her hands, shaking her head, "Stop talking, I want to be alone. You go!"

"Go then, go!"

Tang San coldly dropped the words and turned to walk into the jungle.

But, not long after, he returned, sitting down under the ancient tree around ten meters away from Xiaowu, his expression very unpleasing.

Only after walking away did he remember that this was the depths of Aquipeia Forest. The surroundings were filled with terrifying ten-thousand-year soul beasts...

In other words.

Without Xiaowu, he couldn't get out of Aquipeia Forest at all.

...

Dew graced the grass, and the morning sun began to rise.

In the village outside Shrek Academy.

Ning Fengzhi, the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, came to Sword Douluo's side, standing shoulder to shoulder with him and looking towards Shrek Academy in the distance.

"Uncle Jian, didn't sleep all night, huh?"

Upon hearing this, Sword Douluo furrowed his brow, "Sect Master, do you think our previous guess was wrong? Was the previous thunderstorm just a coincidence?"

"I haven't slept all night, and I didn't see any wonders of thunder descending either?"

"Haha, Uncle Jian, isn't this what you brought upon yourself? Saying you wanted to investigate here. I told you, we should have gone directly to Shrek Academy and asked for clarity," said Ning Fengzhi with a shake of his head and a chuckle.

"Sect Master, don't mock me. Wasn't I afraid of startling the snake by hitting the grass?" Sword Douluo said helplessly, waving his hand, "If there really is a powerful soul beast lurking inside Shrek Academy, it would be a great benefit to our sect."

However, while the two exchanged light-hearted banter, a figure landed behind them.

To this, Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo were not surprised.

Because this person was the dark guard of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

"Sect Master, Elder, the young miss has returned to the Academy," said the dark guard as he knelt on one knee.

"What? Rongrong is back?"

Before Ning Fengzhi could speak, Sword Douluo had already let out a joyful voice.

He hadn't seen Ning Rongrong for a long time and missed her dearly.

Right away, he said to Ning Fengzhi, "Sect Master, let's go, we'll head to Shrek Academy now to find out what's going on."

Ning Fengzhi teased with a smile, "Uncle Jian, it seems to me you just want to see Rongrong, isn't that right?"

The village was some distance from Shrek.

But this distance was nothing to Sword Douluo, and in no time he had arrived outside the Academy with Ning Fengzhi.

They happened to meet the people from Shrek who were about to enter the Academy.

At first sight, Sword Douluo spotted Ning Rongrong's figure.

He was about to call out with a smile, but in the next moment, he abruptly stopped himself.

Even the smile on his face quickly faded, and his sword-like eyebrows furrowed together.

And all this was because of a young man.