hotmtlnovel Chapter 22 The Pipa Breaks the Bond of Love, Dean, You Truly Don't Understand My Meaning
Chapter 22 The Pipa Breaks the Bond of Love, Dean, You Truly Don't Understand My Meaning
[Yang Yuhuan, the Douluo of Broken Hearts, possesses the Martial Soul "Acacia Pipa." She utilizes musical rhythms combined with her Soul Skills to create control effects. Her Soul Power is profound and pure, and her Soul Skills are well-matched, making her extremely powerful in combat.]
[Rewards: Soul Power level increased by one level, all Soul Ring age increased by three thousand years, and Martial Soul Awakening attempt increased by one.]
Yang Yuhuan sat in her small courtyard; night had already fallen.
The entire Great Wall Academy concluded its day's classes, and Yang Yuhuan returned to her quiet residence.
She didn't go to Su Han's place like Shao Siyuan and the others to discuss the list of successful candidates and have a lively discussion.
"Twelve people?"
Yang Yuhuan seemed completely unconcerned about her ranking. Her slender fingers brushed across the strings of the zither, producing a beautiful, undulating sound, yet she showed no joy whatsoever.
"Why aren't you using the Martial Soul Awakening reward you received from the Golden List?"
A cold male voice rang out, and Yang Yuhuan's heart suddenly trembled.
She quickly looked up and saw the person she had been longing for standing right in front of her.
"You've come to see me."
"You are my student, how can I not come?"
Su Han looked at Yang Yuhuan. It had been a year, and he still hadn't seen her.
"Hmm, how should we use this reward?"
Yang Yuhuan's voice trembled. She hadn't expected Su Han to come to see her after she made the list.
Knowing this, she would rather be 30th on the list than see Su Han even a second later.
As the first person in the Great Wall Academy to express her feelings to Su Han, Yang Yuhuan endured a year of loneliness alone.
She gave herself the title "Severing Thoughts," and she only regretted that Su Han did not understand her meaning.
"Just draw that golden light into your hand."
Yang Yuhuan did as she was told, and the fact that she could hear Su Han's voice made her extremely happy.
Golden light spread out, illuminating the elegant courtyard, and Yang Yuhuan was also bathed in the golden light.
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Haotian Sect
"Another weapon spirit."
Tang Xiao sat sullenly in the main hall. The exposure of the Golden List made him realize how narrow-minded he had been.
"Grandfather, Father, Brother Hao, I'm so tired..."
Tang Xiao, this tough and unyielding man, was now in tears.
Tang Hao's failure to make the list shattered his only hope.
The mighty Haotian Hammer was actually pushed to the front by dozens of weapon spirits.
Tang Xiao could not possibly admit that the problem was with the Haotian Hammer, and neither could the hundreds of people in the Haotian Sect.
"Birth".
Tang Xiao's voice trembled; he seemed surprised by the choice he had made.
"Born!"
"Born!"
"Born!"
Cheers resounded throughout the Haotian Sect's mountain gates. They were going to reclaim their reputation as the number one sect in the world, which was naturally a joyous occasion.
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Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School
Chen Xin watched Li Bai depart with lingering reluctance, while Ning Fengzhi sighed from the side.
"This academy is truly astonishing. It has trained so many powerful individuals, and all of them are utterly loyal."
"Why don't we let Rongrong study at this college too?"
Gu Rong's words made Chen Xin's eyes light up, but Ning Fengzhi smiled bitterly from the side.
"Li Bai said that one can only become a formal student after reaching the Title Douluo level, and only after becoming a god can one graduate. Do the two elders never want to see Rongrong again in their lives?"
Ning Fengzhi knew his daughter's temperament very well, and it was best to keep her by his side.
"However, Uncle Jian will have to make a trip to Shrek Academy in Soto City to bring Rongrong back. I think the continent is about to go to war."
"No way, Fengzhi, the Spirit Hall's strength has become even more astonishing after being exposed on the Golden Ranking, unless..."
Chen Xin considered the possibility of the "unless" scenario, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.
"Yes, unless the Spirit Hall does not allow such a powerful force to coexist with it."
As the three discussed, the list of winners was getting closer and closer to the top ten.
[Ranked 11th on the Golden List of Battle Power, Spirit Hall, Azure Phoenix Douluo!]
[Martial Soul: Azure Phoenix; Level 97 Power Attack Type Super Douluo!]
Eleventh on the list, just one step away from the top ten, Qingluan Douluo, the third elder of the Spirit Hall, ended his journey on the list.
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The Heavenly Dou Empire, the Crown Prince's Eastern Palace.
Qian Renxue's face was ashen. After the Porcupine Douluo returned, the master and servant carefully checked the area around the palace for any ambushes. After ensuring safety, they saw the name of Azure Phoenix Douluo announced on the Golden List.
"Uncle Ci, let's get ready to move in. Mixing the drugs can increase the dosage, so we can send that old man Xueye away sooner."
The Porcupine Douluo nodded silently. He understood Qian Renxue's meaning. The Spirit Hall was now in decline, and the Serpent Spear Douluo had just died. She had to take over the Heaven Dou Empire in order to restore stability to the overall situation.
Qian Renxue transformed into Xue Qinghe once more and headed directly towards the palace where Emperor Xueye was currently recuperating.
At this moment, Qingluan Douluo's letter also arrived before Salas, the bishop of the Spirit Temple in Heaven Dou City.
"Your Excellency, please contact the young master for me."
The person from the Hall of Offerings was a flying-type Soul Saint who arrived in Heaven Dou City in just half a day.
"Oh? But His Holiness the Pope has instructed me to confirm Miss's safety. Without His Holiness's order, no one is allowed to see Miss."
Salas smirked. The struggle between the Hall of Worship and the Papal Hall within the Spirit Hall had been going on for a long time. Without Bibi Dong's instructions, how could he possibly allow the people of the Hall of Worship to contact Qian Renxue?
Why could Qian Renxue contact the Hall of Offerings unilaterally? Just kidding, how many lives would Salas dare to take to stop the Porcupine Douluo and the Serpent Spear Douluo?
As for the Temple of Worship's revenge, as one of the four Platinum Bishops under Bibi Dong, would he care about the Temple of Worship's revenge?
The Soul Saint glared resentfully at Salas, but he couldn't enter the palace without permission. If Qian Renxue were exposed because of this, he would be guilty of a thousand deaths.
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Great Wall Academy, inside Yang Yuhuan's small courtyard.
Accompanied by the flowing, colorful glow of the sunset, Yang Yuhuan's green robe transformed into a magnificent, flowing gown.
Nobody said that each additional awakening attempt adds one more awakening attempt to awaken a completely new martial soul!
Su Han stared blankly at Yang Yuhuan, who was as beautiful as a fairy princess.
"puff."
As the light faded, Yang Yuhuan looked at the stunned Su Han and burst out laughing, covering her mouth.
Her joy was not due to the awakening of her second martial soul, but because Su Han was actually looking at her.
As she laughed, Yang Yuhuan blushed, and Su Han also came to his senses.
"What are the effects of the second martial soul?"
"Did you come to see me only for the reward of this golden list?"
"Of course not."
"Why is that?"
Su Han didn't answer again, but silently walked to Yang Yuhuan's side and pulled her to sit down.
Guess who will be tenth?
"But the results won't be released until tomorrow. I wonder if the dean will stay here overnight?"
"Is it not allowed?"
Now it was Yang Yuhuan's turn to be speechless; she had never seen such a scene before.