He lowered his head and begged for forgiveness: "I was blind and impulsive. I beg you to spare my life, my lord."
Yu Tianming couldn't help but furrow his brows. Even Ao Debiao, the steward of Moon Pavilion, dared to step forward after sensing the Death God Domain.
Yet this Young Master of the Strength Clan was so pitiful. He hadn't even revealed his soul rings and was already kneeling on the ground, scared stiff by just one sentence from Ah Zhi.
Yu Tianming felt deeply disappointed. He thought, 'The Strength Clan really lives up to being the Clear Sky Sect's loyal lapdogs—cowardly and bullying the weak runs deep in their bloodline.'
This completely shattered Yu Tianming's intention of recruiting the Strength Clan.
A clan with no strength and no backbone—best left to Tang San.
Yu Tianming didn't say much more. He leapt off the stone pedestal and calmly walked out of the forest with his two maids.
As he passed by Tainuo, his back was facing him.
Even under electromagnetic sensing, the man still lay flat on the ground, not daring to avenge his own son.
Yu Tianming was once again amazed by the Strength Clan's servility.
"Tailong isn't dead. He just suffered some minor injuries and fainted from fright. Also, I do admire how the Strength Clan knows when to back down."
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A year later, inside the VIP suite of the Great Spirit Arena in Heaven Dou City.
The tall and sturdy Yu Tianming leaned back on a deep purple sofa, taking up nearly half of it.
At this moment, his aura was like a clear spring—tranquil and calm.
Under the soothing effect of Tang Yuehua's noble domain, he had long since learned to perfectly control his killing intent. The Death God Domain had been retracted into his body, and he could now wield it at will.
Even the vicious glint in his eyes that he had upon leaving Slaughter City had mellowed.
At the other end of the long sofa, nine-year-old Ning Rongrong was chattering nonstop beside the half-dozing Yu Tianming, who had his eyes half-closed as if half-asleep.
Seeing no reaction from him, she seemed intent on getting his attention and said, "Blue Tyrant Academy has so many civilian soul masters, there's no way they can beat the Heaven Dou Imperial Academy team supported by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."
Yu Tianming lazily nodded. "The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is indeed powerful. But I wonder who it was, four years ago, that boasted he could easily defeat me after awakening his martial soul."
Ning Rongrong's smug expression froze.
She glanced at Yu Tianming's handsome face, her cheeks turning a little red. Her tone weakened slightly as she murmured, "This year, Brother Guxuan is competing too. He's already a Rank 40 Soul Ancestor. There's no way your two maids can beat him."
Yu Tianming looked at the little girl beside him, hands behind his head, and chuckled softly.
Half a year ago, Ah Zhu and Ah Zhi had already consumed the final stalks of Nine-Rank Violet Ganoderma.
While not quite immortal herbs, they were rare and potent treasures. A month ago, the two had both advanced to the rank of Soul Ancestor.
As for the Heaven Dou Imperial Team, only Guxuan had reached that level. It was still too early to say who would win.
"Rongrong, don't get excited too soon. He may have been crushed by me four years ago, and even now, he may not have surpassed Ah Zhu or Ah Zhi."
Ning Rongrong pouted. "Then if Blue Tyrant Academy loses, you have to promise me one condition."
"Oh? And if Heaven Dou Imperial loses, you'll owe me a condition too?"
Yu Tianming ruffled her hair with amusement.
Ning Rongrong quickly escaped his hand and said, "It's a deal. And don't call me Rongrong like Grandpa Bone does."
With that, she skipped away toward Gu Rong.
At that moment, Gu Rong was sitting in front of a large transparent window, watching the soul master tournament.
Seeing Ning Rongrong run over, he quickly opened his arms and held her tightly.
Gu Rong was a terrifying 2.5 meters tall. Though not muscular, his frame was like a skeleton wrapped in cloth. His skull-like face had only a few white hairs left, making his appearance rather frightening.
But Ning Rongrong didn't mind his looks at all and snuggled into his arms, whispering into his ear.
A few hours later—
The Heaven Dou Imperial Academy team led by Gu Rong and the Blue Tyrant Academy team led by Ah Zhu finally met on the battlefield.
The two team captains came from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan respectively.
The two potential finalists stepping onto the field instantly ignited the audience's enthusiasm, drawing waves of cheers from the stands.
After four years, Guxuan had grown taller, but also thinner—just like his grandfather Gu Rong.
Compared to Gu Rong's skeletal figure, the radiant beauty of Ah Zhu and Ah Zhi, who had consumed the Nine-Rank Violet Ganoderma, stood in sharp contrast.
Guxuan had already passed the age of 20, which meant he would be ineligible for the next soul master tournament. According to the original plot, after this tournament, Yu Tianheng would take his place as the team leader of Heaven Dou Imperial Academy.
With the referee's command, both teams activated their martial souls and revealed their soul rings.
The battle was about to begin.
The seven members of Blue Tyrant Academy immediately pulled back. As team leader, Ah Zhu's soul rings flickered in succession. Empowered by her soul bone skill and the boosts from her earlier soul rings, she unleashed her fourth soul skill: Meteor Fire Shower.
In an instant, deep crimson fireballs rained down like a monsoon, saturating more than half of Heaven Dou Imperial Team's battlefield.
The flames burned craters into the skin of those struck.
With further activation of Ah Zhu's other soul skills, the fireballs—like sticky flaming oil—erupted into fierce blazes, engulfing several soul masters.
Combining three soul skills and her soul bone ability, Ah Zhu's attack was devastating—but also incredibly draining.
Within a few seconds, her soul power could no longer sustain it.
The spiritual-scorching flames on the Heaven Dou members were extinguished, but three of their team had already fallen—including the auxiliary soul master wielding the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
The remaining members were badly burned and dazed.
Guxuan reacted swiftly. Seeing the situation, he led the remaining three soul masters—those with higher resistance—toward the Blue Tyrant team.
At this point, only Guxuan, covered in bone spikes, retained most of his fighting ability.
Instead of attacking the strongest-looking Ah Zhi, he flashed to the side of Blue Tyrant's support soul master.
Ah Zhi, clad in heavy armor, responded immediately as her fourth soul ring lit up.
She flashed to Guxuan's side—or rather, next to the support soul master.
Her fourth soul skill was called "Teleportation Mark," which allowed her to leave glowing marks on objects or teammates and teleport to them at will.
However, the skill had a clear drawback.
As a Soul Ancestor, she could only maintain four marks at a time. Setting a mark took several seconds, and the marks could be destroyed with soul power.
It was far less convenient than Xiao Wu's third soul skill, Teleport, which allowed free spatial movement.
(End of Chapter)
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