Chapter 83: Moon Pavilion and Blazing Sun

"What the hell is this? It doesn't do any damage, but it's great at grossing people out!"

After breaking free of Blue Silver Bind, Tai Long couldn't help blurting out his disgust.

The vine-like plants even looked as though they were festering!

Hearing this, Tang San's expression darkened.

If it weren't for his third spirit ring—the Limp Snake—his Blue Silver Grass wouldn't have been this weak. Instead of improving the grass's toughness, that spirit ring had actually weakened it.

Otherwise, there was no way Tai Long could've broken free so easily.

The onlookers, seeing Tang San's spirit skill fail so miserably, couldn't help but start muttering.

"And here I thought this guy was something special for daring to stand up to Tai Long. Turns out he's just good at being gross."

"Exactly! He looked promising at first, but what a disappointment."

Tang San's face grew even darker at the spectators' taunts.

Even without his martial spirit, he had plenty of ways to deal with Tai Long, a pure strength-type Spirit Elder.

Dai Mubai smirked as he watched from afar.

Good grief. Tang San's Blue Silver Grass martial spirit really was too weak at this stage.

If it were the Blue Silver Grass from the original story, Tai Long wouldn't have broken free without a real struggle.

In his moment of distraction, Tai Long charged forward again. This time, he didn't use any fancy moves—just a straightforward punch aimed directly at Tang San.

Tang San instinctively activated his Mysterious Jade Hand and Controlling Crane, Capturing Dragon. Using the principle of "leveraging strength to counter strength," he diverted Tai Long's punch with ease.

"The Tang Sect techniques really are impressive."

Dai Mubai silently praised.

Tai Long froze mid-punch, completely caught off guard. It felt like he had punched into a cushion—his strength had vanished into thin air.

The onlookers were stunned as well.

This Tang San guy might actually have something up his sleeve. He just stopped Tai Long's punch like it was nothing!

"Now, it's my turn!"

Tang San's eyes gleamed with purple light as he activated Purple Demon Eyes. Against an opponent who relied solely on brute force, Tang San was in his element.

Sure enough, as soon as he used Bone Dislocation Technique, Tai Long began howling in pain.

"What… what is this?!"

To the people of the Douluo Continent, the concept of "meridians" was completely foreign. All they saw was that Tai Long had been rendered powerless and defeated without being able to fight back.

"Humph. Overestimating yourself."

Tang San glanced at the groaning Tai Long on the ground and snorted disdainfully. Looking around, he suddenly realized something was off.

Wait. Where are Boss Dai, Zhu Zhuqing, and Xiao Wu?

"Looks like Boss Dai trusts me to handle this on my own. Otherwise, he wouldn't have left."

Tang San shook his head and muttered to himself.

"I wonder how strong Dai Mubai is now. How long will it take for me to catch up to him?"

Tang San clenched his fists. Ever since that night in Notting City when Dai Mubai had saved him, he had seen Dai Mubai as both a protector and a rival.

"Boss Dai, I'll surpass you one day. I swear it!"

Meanwhile, Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, and Xiao Wu had already left Shrek Academy to stroll around Heaven Dou City.

"Tomorrow's going to be interesting."

"Interesting? What do you mean?" Xiao Wu asked curiously.

"That Tai Long kid may be strong, but his family is even more protective. Today, Tang San slapped Tai Long around. Tomorrow, his father will definitely come looking for trouble.

"And unless I'm mistaken…"

Dai Mubai paused, then smirked.

"…Tang San won't be able to handle Tai Long's father."

The storyline had been pushed forward by at least half a year. At this point, Tang San was only level 33. Without the Ice and Fire Alchemy Body or those additional boosts to his spirit power, how could he possibly face a Spirit King-level opponent like Tai Nuo?

If this weren't a classic case of "plot armor," a Spirit Elder would never stand a chance against a Spirit King.

"That's so shameless!"

Xiao Wu exclaimed indignantly, while Zhu Zhuqing nodded silently in agreement.

"If he beats up Tai Long's dad, will the grandfather show up too?"

Xiao Wu teased, rolling her eyes playfully.

Dai Mubai: "…"

Xiao Wu wasn't wrong. Tai Long's grandfather—Titan—really would show up.

It was practically a family tradition passed down from the Clear Sky Sect!

As they walked, Dai Mubai suddenly noticed a familiar signboard.

"Hmm? Moon Pavilion? What are we doing here…"

His brow furrowed slightly in confusion.

Moon Pavilion—wasn't this the establishment owned by Tang San's aunt, Tang Yuehua?

The situation was ironic: the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect supported the Heaven Dou Empire, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan remained neutral, and the Clear Sky Sect supported the Star Luo Empire.

Yet somehow, Tang Yuehua had opened her Moon Pavilion right here in Heaven Dou City…

Honestly, what kind of ridiculous operation is this?

"Mu Bai, what's so special about Moon Pavilion?"

Zhu Zhuqing didn't know about the Pavilion's true purpose—it was essentially the Clear Sky Sect's "eyes" in the secular world.

Dai Mubai thought for a moment, then smiled.

"Let's go take a look. You'll see for yourselves."

Still puzzled, Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu followed Dai Mubai toward the Moon Pavilion.

At the entrance, two guards stood vigil. They looked well-trained and sharp-eyed. When they saw the trio approaching, their expressions lit up slightly.

Anyone who came to the Moon Pavilion was usually from nobility, as this was the premier academy for teaching aristocratic etiquette. Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, and Xiao Wu clearly didn't look like ordinary people.

"Good day, young master and ladies. What brings you to the Moon Pavilion today?"

The guards greeted them with professional smiles.

"I'm surnamed Dai. I've come to visit the Pavilion Master. Please inform her of my arrival."

Dai Mubai nodded politely.

The two guards exchanged glances, somewhat confused.

In Heaven Dou City, nobles bore all sorts of surnames, but there were none with the surname "Dai."

Still, Dai Mubai's demeanor was courteous and refined, and his group's aura was far from ordinary. As mere guards, they weren't about to offend such people.

"Understood. Please wait a moment while I inform the Pavilion Master."

The guard on the left bowed slightly and entered the building.

Inside the Pavilion, Tang Yuehua sat with a furrowed brow, facing a middle-aged—no, elderly—man.

Despite his youthful appearance, the man was over seventy years old.

"Seventh Elder, what brings you down from the mountain to visit the Moon Pavilion?"

Tang Yuehua asked, puzzled.

Ever since the Clear Sky Sect had sealed itself away, its members rarely ventured out into the world unless absolutely necessary.

The man seated before her was the Clear Sky Sect's Seventh Elder, a direct member of the clan's senior council. His title was Blazing Sun Douluo.

Blazing Sun Douluo regarded Tang Yuehua with a complex expression. After all, the incident that led to the sect's seclusion had nothing to do with this innocent woman.

"Yuehua, there's no need to be so formal. Just call me Seventh Uncle. As for why I'm here…"

Blazing Sun Douluo scratched his head awkwardly, clearly embarrassed.

Having to personally handle this matter was a bit humiliating for a Clear Sky Sect elder…

(End of Chapter)