Afternoon, Heaven Dou Imperial Palace.
Meng Shinji entered to meet with Emperor Xue Ye.
"Greetings, Elder Meng." Standing at Xue Ye's side, Xue Qinghe bowed politely, then invited him to sit.
"Elder Meng, did Student Yang have other requests that require my assistance?" Xue Ye asked with a smile once he was seated.
Meng Shinji shook his head. "Xiao Hai has delivered a great gift to the academy this time, Your Majesty. Please, have a look."
He took out a hand-copied training manual written by Yang Yunhai from his soul tool and offered it up. As a Soul Douluo with a martial soul related to dreams, his memory was near photographic. He had already memorized the manual after just one reading, but after considering that the academy's current defenses were still insufficient, he decided to copy it down and personally present it to Xue Ye. He also intended to report the herbs required for medicinal baths and other such needs.
"Oh?" Xue Ye smiled faintly and reached out to take it.
When he opened it and skimmed through, his expression quickly turned serious. He lifted his gaze to Meng Shinji and said solemnly, "Elder Meng, I understand your meaning."
"Later, I will order additional troops to tighten security around the academy. The craftsmen constructing the training grounds and forging the equipment will be sworn to secrecy, and I will demand they complete everything within one month, so the team can begin training as soon as possible. The necessary herbs, I will urge the Ye Clan to gather quickly and deliver to the academy. Even the team's daily supplies, I will arrange for personally assigned men to deliver."
"Then I must trouble Your Majesty," Meng Shinji said respectfully.
Xue Ye smiled. "It is as it should be. Student Yang's gift has left even me astonished."
Meng Shinji smiled as well and cupped his hands. "If there is nothing further, Your Majesty, this old man will take his leave."
"Very well." Xue Ye nodded. "Elder Meng, walk safely."
Meng Shinji bowed once more before departing.
Only then did Xue Ye's expression grow serious. He turned to Xue Qinghe, handing him the manual. "Qinghe, no matter what, you must foster a good relationship with this Yang Yunhai."
"It is not only because of Dugu Bo. Yang Yunhai himself has great value and will be of immense aid to your future."
"Yes, Father!" Xue Qinghe replied solemnly. He carefully accepted the manual and began reading, his eyes flashing as he exclaimed, "Brother Yang is truly a heaven-sent talent!"
"Father, these training methods recorded here would surely be effective if used to drill our soldiers."
"We'll speak of that after the Soul Master Tournament." Xue Ye gave a small nod. "For now, these contents must not be exposed."
"Yes, Father, you are right," Xue Qinghe agreed.
"Qinghe, go immediately to the Royal Knights and see that all arrangements are handled properly," Xue Ye ordered.
"Yes." Xue Qinghe bowed and left at once.
Watching his son's figure vanish from sight, Xue Ye let out a heavy sigh. "Ah…"
Outside the hall, Xue Qinghe tightened his grip on the manual, his eyes glinting with thought. 'I didn't expect Yang Yunhai to have such knowledge. This is beyond what I imagined. The content of this manual must not be practiced elsewhere before the tournament ends. For now, it's best not to hand it over to Spirit Hall. There are still 11 months before the tournament. If that woman loses her patience…'
'If I have spies in Heaven Dou City, then surely Xue Ye has his own in Spirit City.'
'Bibi Dong, you want to cultivate Yang Yunhai for Hu Liena's sake. But I too need capable subordinates. Let's see who comes out on top.'
With a faint glimmer in his eyes, he tucked the manual back into his soul tool and strode out of the palace.
By evening, after training ended, Yang Yunhai and Zhu Zhuqing returned to the team dormitory. With Qin Ming and Yu Tianheng gone, there was no longer any need for him to hide so much. As captain and the one who had drawn up the training plans, he needed to train alongside his teammates in order to make timely corrections and adjustments. Besides, construction had already begun on the independent villa in the valley.
Late at night, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
"Fengzhi, Xue Ye has sent more men to tighten security at Heaven Dou Royal Academy," Bone Douluo reported as he entered with fresh news. "They claim it's to help the academy fully prepare for the tournament, to avoid anyone disturbing the team's training or sneaking in to gather intelligence. But with this level of security, I can't shake the feeling something unusual is going on."
"It is suspicious." Ning Fengzhi nodded. "But it should still be related to the team's training. Perhaps it also ties to Qin Ming and Yu Tianheng's sudden departures. I will find a chance to sound out Qinghe about it."
"Hmm." Bone Douluo agreed. "With both Qin Ming and Yu Tianheng leaving just as the tournament draws near, the three elders of Heaven Dou Royal Academy must be greatly displeased."
He seemed to recall something, then added, "Didn't Rongrong write that Yu Tianheng and Qin Ming blurted out all of the Heaven Dou Royal Team's information right in front of her? No doubt the three elders got wind of this, which is why they were so angry and pushed Xue Ye to increase security."
According to information Rongrong had passed through sect channels, Qin Ming had joined Shrek Academy and on his second day revealed the Royal Team's entire training regimen, including some of Yang Yunhai's methods.
Yu Tianheng went even further, spilling everything he knew about Yang Yunhai, even the outdoor training projects that clansmen had secretly observed him practicing in the valley: carrying logs, ankle weights, bare-handed cliff climbing — he revealed it all.
Yu Xiaogang eagerly accepted and reorganized them, essentially just copying outright.
Bone Douluo shook his head. "That Yu Xiaogang isn't even as good as a child."
"Yang Yunhai, a boy of barely more than 13 years, could invent several fresh and effective training regimens. Yu Xiaogang is over fifty, calling himself a master of theory, and not only can't come up with anything new, he can't even improve on what he copies."
"As for Tang San, though he's mastered Distraction Control, according to Rongrong, his martial soul application is still far inferior to Yang Yunhai's. The imitations he puts together lack Yunhai's precision and flexibility, and their effectiveness is far weaker. All appearance, no substance."
"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan…" Ning Fengzhi sighed softly and nodded. "Indeed, that may be the case."
Sword Douluo also nodded. "Fengzhi, I think that Yang Yunhai boy isn't bad at all. He seems far more reliable than Tang San or Yu Tianheng."
"He is indeed excellent, but unfortunately…" Ning Fengzhi shook his head. "Now that Dugu Yan has broken off with Yu Tianheng, if I'm not mistaken, Dugu Bo will surely try to match his granddaughter with Yang Yunhai."
"If that happens, with Dugu Bo standing in the way, Yang Yunhai will never marry into the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."
Sword Douluo's lips twitched helplessly. "With that old man's temperament, he really might do it."
"The Dugu family has declined to only two people. For Yang Yunhai, who has no real background but extraordinary talent, marrying Dugu Yan would be the best choice to continue their line."
Ning Fengzhi shook his head with a sigh. "It seems Yang Yunhai has no fate with my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."
(End of Chapter)
---
This Fanfiction Has Been Completed on Patreon, There is 2 Chapters Ahead of Release for Free Members on my Patreon.
Support me if you like this Fanfiction.
Patreon,com/Fallen_Archangel_
(Remove comma for dot.)
Leave a 5 star Review and a Power Stone.