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There are two very famous academies in Tiandou City.
One of them is the Tiandou Empire Royal Soul Master Academy, which is directly funded and governed by the Tiandou royal family.
Needless to say, this academy has the emperor of the Tiandou Empire personally serving as its principal, and powerful figures in the royal family are specifically in charge of the academy's affairs.
Excluding the Butian Academy which has emerged in recent days, the Royal Soul Master Academy of the Tiandou Empire actually represents the highest level of the younger generation of the Tiandou Empire.
The second one is the famous Yuexuan.
This is an academy that specializes in teaching etiquette to aristocrats.
Students who are able to study here must have at least a noble title and must not be over thirty years old.
Among the nobles of the Tiandou Empire, everyone knows that being able to successfully graduate from Yuexuan is equivalent to being gilded with a layer of gold.
It seems that those who didn't graduate from Yuexuan are not true aristocrats.
Of course, by cultivating these aristocratic etiquette, Yuexuan also established complex relationships throughout the Tiandou Empire.
In fact, Yuexuan had invited Ye Ling to the banquet several times before, but was rejected every time.
The main reason is that Ye Ling's practice time is not fixed, so he misses it every time.
More importantly, these damn noble Celestial Dragons will be liquidated and physically eliminated sooner or later!
"Who the hell are you? How dare you enter our Yuexuan?"
Today, there was a commotion at the entrance of Yuexuan, which was usually very quiet.
"A lowly commoner actually wants to see Madam Yue?"
At the entrance of Yuexuan, a deacon in purple looked at Tang San with a look of disdain on his face.
"I do have something important to discuss with Madam Yue, so please let her know."
Tang San clenched his fists tightly in his sleeves, but his face remained basically calm.
This time he came to Yuexuan to find his aunt Tang Yuehua.
He wanted to use Tang Yuehua's connections among the nobles of the Tiandou Empire to plan the Heart of the Sea God, or the Vast Sea Universe Cover.
"Hey, did you hear that? This kid has something important to see Madam Yue."
The purple-robed deacon pointed at Tang San and smiled at his companions behind him, with the sarcasm in his words becoming even stronger.
"A lowly commoner like you, even if you cultivate for ten lifetimes, you still can't even see the shadow of Madam Yue. Now you still want to see her?"
Tang San was furious.
When had he, the great God King of the God Realm, ever been insulted like this?
Even before he became a god, no one had ever said such words to him.
Except for a certain janitor who has a way of getting himself killed.
"Please be flexible. Madam Yue and I do have a past relationship."
Tang San took two deep breaths and said with all his strength.
"Ah, ugh!"
Upon hearing this, the purple-robed deacon spat towards Tang San's face.
All this happened in just a moment, and Tang San was caught off guard by the spit.
"You are the only one who still has a past with Madam Yue?"
"Even if you spend ten lifetimes, you will never be able to achieve this blessing!"
Tang San didn't hear what the purple-robed deacon said afterwards and just stood there in a daze.
He was spat upon.
And got spit on the face?
Considering that he was the God King, he had never encountered such an insult even when he was still in the Tang Sect.
"you..."
"What are you talking about? Get out of here right now!"
"Let me tell you, Madam Yue is away for the next few days."
"Otherwise, judging by her temper these past two days, you'll be in big trouble!"
The purple-robed deacon waved his hand, an impatient expression on his face.
Tang San was slightly stunned and even forgot to wipe the saliva off his face for a moment.
no.
Tang Yuehua is not at home, why didn't you tell me earlier?
Tang San got hard.
The fist is hard.
"You, a bunch of idiots who look down on others, have already met your end!"
Tang San wiped the saliva that had not yet dried on his face, suppressed the murderous intent churning in his heart, and turned around and left.
Tang San is not a fool.
His soul power is only at level 30 now, and even with hidden weapons, it is difficult to pose a fatal threat to soul masters above level 60.
What a coincidence, that purple-robed deacon is actually a six-ringed Soul Emperor.
What's even more coincidental is that Tang San knows him!
It was the Six-Ring Soul Emperor who didn't allow him and Tang Hao to see Yuehua when they came to Yuexuan to dispel the murderous aura in their previous life!
All we can say is that what has happened will happen again, and what has been done will be done again.
Tang San, the mighty God King, actually suffered two losses at the hands of a mere Soul Emperor!
"I don't know when Tang Yuehua will come back."
Tang San looked up at the sky and suddenly felt a little tired.
Only now did he know what it meant to have everything go wrong!
"Even if I knew when he would come back, I'm afraid these ants wouldn't let me see her."
"Then I'll be humiliated for nothing!"
Tang San touched his chin, a look of hesitation flashing in his eyes.
Oh shit!
Putting aside other things, Tang San has innate spirit power after all, so how could he end up like this?
"The Tai Tan of the Power Clan!"
As if he thought of something, Tang San's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Although the Li clan has joined the Bu Tian Pavilion, Tai Tan is loyal to Tang Hao."
"If we can get Tai Tan's help, whether it's to contact Tang Yuehua or to find out about the situation of Butian Pavilion, it will be of great benefit."
Thinking of this, Tang San no longer hesitated and headed straight towards the Li Clan's base.
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Wuhun City, Pope's Palace.
"Ghost, I just asked you to get some information, but it took you so long."
Bibi Dong sat upright on the Pope's throne, and her well-fitting papal robes made her look indescribably majestic.
"I guess after such a long time, you will always bring me some good news, right?"
Bibi Dong looked at the ghost. She didn't know why, but she always felt that the ghost in front of her seemed a little different from before.
But she couldn't tell exactly what was different.
"Your Holiness the Pope has given me your permission."
Guimei bowed to Bibi Dong before speaking.
"I was ordered to track down that Soul Douluo, but I didn't expect that there was a powerful Titled Douluo outside Tiandou City to meet him."
"I've never seen this Titled Douluo before, so I had to follow him all the way to find out which faction he belongs to."
At this point, the ghost paused.
"These two were very clever. It was as if they were deliberately circling around the mainland. I could only follow them."
"However, during the tracking process, I was accidentally discovered by that Titled Douluo. After a fierce battle, I was unable to defeat him."
"I even suffered some minor injuries."
"That's why it took so long."
Bibi Dong frowned when she heard this.
"Can an unknown Titled Douluo still hurt you?"
"Yes, his martial spirit is a phoenix, and its quality is much higher than mine."
Ghost added.
"Phoenix?"
"Why are there so many Titled Douluo appearing on the continent recently who are not in the records?"
Bibi Dong rubbed her eyebrows.
"You've worked hard. Go down and treat your injuries first."
"Yes, Your Holiness."
Upon hearing this, Gui Mei slowly walked out of the hall. The moment he turned around, a red light flashed in his eyes.