Love Triangle? Return to Heaven Dou City

Several days later, Dugu Yan and Yu Tianming slowly stepped into Blue Tyrant Academy.

Although the academy itself had only been founded for a little over a decade, the Blue Tyrant Forest beside it had already existed for several centuries. The roadside trees were thick and towering, needing several people to encircle their trunks. Their lush green branches formed a dense canopy, casting a cool, verdant shade over the academy's main road.

It was a blazing midday, but the intense heat was completely blocked by the trees, forming a perfect green curtain of shade.

As they walked under the forest's shadows, Dugu Yan's long black hair swayed gently with the breeze. She tucked a few stray strands behind her ear and slowly said, "Do you still remember ten years ago, when I was only six? You were the first person my age I ever met."

Yu Tianming looked at the tall, black-clad woman at his side and smiled faintly. Back then, she had just awakened her martial soul. She had been short and shy, her face turning red at the slightest interaction. After nearly ten years of trials, she'd become a poised young woman, with a sharp, cold aura added from two years in the City of Slaughter.

"Yan Yan, I didn't expect you to still remember all that after so long."

Dugu Yan sighed and shook her head, "I just remember coming here with you ten years ago. Everything else is a blur. In fact, even though we stayed here during the last Soul Master Tournament, after spending four years at Sea God Island and the City of Slaughter, I've almost forgotten what Blue Tyrant Academy even looked like."

Yu Tianming gently patted her shoulder, his gaze tinged with concern. "Yan Yan, things won't be so busy from now on. All you need to do is focus on cultivating your soul power and enjoy life in Heaven Dou City."

Dugu Yan's lips curved faintly, but she said nothing more.

They continued walking along the academy's main road under the trees, soon arriving at the arena where the tournament team trained.

On the platform, the original Shrek Academy substitute, Huang Yuan, was teamed up with the strongest support-type soul master, Ning Rongrong. They were fighting against Dai Mubai and Jiang Zhu. Since Dai Mubai hadn't consumed the Strange Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum and Jiang Zhu's support was inferior to Ning Rongrong's, the pair were unexpectedly being overwhelmed by the weaker Huang Yuan, losing their momentum.

Amidst the cheers from spectators, Yu Tianming led Dugu Yan through the crowd to the front row, where special seats had been reserved.

From here, they had a clear view of every move on the stage—and the fighters could also clearly see every face in the front row.

Ning Rongrong, who was supporting Huang Yuan, immediately noticed Dugu Yan holding Yu Tianming's hand.

Yu Tianming, a powerful variant soul master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon line, stood tall and imposing. Dugu Yan, inheriting Dugu Bo's lean, slender frame, now wore a black outfit out of habit from her time in the City of Slaughter. Her simple ponytail and the aura of latent killing intent made her equally striking.

Noticing the two, Ning Rongrong pouted slightly, thinking to herself, 'So she's Dugu Yan? She doesn't seem easy to get along with… But she looks way more compatible with Tianming than I do. I really look like the outsider here.'

She no longer cared about tactics and immediately activated her third soul skill. "Nine Treasures Turn Out with Glazed Light. Nine Treasures, third, Soul." A radiant beam from the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda surged into Huang Yuan, increasing his soul power by forty percent.

Already struggling to keep up, Dai Mubai gave up on the fight and raised his hands in surrender before leaping off the platform.

Dugu Yan glanced at Ning Rongrong and leaned slightly toward Yu Tianming, whispering, "Tianming, isn't that the young lady from Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Clan, Ning Rongrong? I remember seeing her when Grandpa was conferred his title. Does she like you?"

Yu Tianming felt a bit awkward and asked her, "Yan Yan, what do you think of Rongrong?"

Ning Rongrong had her hair styled into two buns and wore a battle dress resembling a qipao. Influenced by her martial soul, she radiated a refined elegance. Though she lacked voluptuous curves, her cuteness had its own charm.

"She's pretty cute. I saw her when Grandpa was made a Title Douluo. Can't believe she's grown so much—it's a bit surreal," Dugu Yan said with a curious glance. "She didn't seem to get along with you before. Why do you care so much about her now? Did something happen between you two while I was gone?"

Though Yu Tianming had lived in this world for over a decade, he still retained some modern notions. While his engagement to Ning Rongrong was perfectly proper, he still felt slightly guilty when questioned.

After a moment of silence, he finally replied, "My charm was too much for Rongrong to resist. So the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Clan formed an alliance with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

At that moment, Ning Rongrong had already leapt off the platform and rushed over to Yu Tianming. Meanwhile, Flender's eerie voice echoed throughout the arena, "Next match, Tang San versus Ma Hongjun and Xiao Wu."

Dressed plainly in blue, Tang San leapt onto the platform.

"Xiao Wu, you stall him up front. I'll fly up and bombard him with fire. Heh heh, let's show him how strong Fatty's flames are!" Ma Hongjun grinned as he walked up beside the bunny-eared girl.

Xiao Wu didn't respond. She gave a quick glance toward Yu Tianming in the stands, then stood silently across from Tang San, taking a battle stance.

By now, Ning Rongrong had reached Yu Tianming and Dugu Yan. She wanted to greet Dugu Yan properly, but the woman's cold aura intimidated her, so she quietly sat down on Yu Tianming's other side and leaned close to him, peeking timidly past him toward Dugu Yan.

One on each side—his two 'wings.' As they officially met for the first time, Yu Tianming began to feel a headache coming on.

Though he was powerful enough not to fear drama, not everything could be solved by strength. Like raising two beloved pets that couldn't get along—if they started fighting, it'd be nothing but trouble.

Unexpectedly, Dugu Yan didn't get jealous. She leaned down, gave Ning Rongrong a kind—though still intimidating—smile, and softly said, "Hello, Rongrong. I'm a little older than you. Just call me Sister Yan Yan."

Despite the threatening aura, Ning Rongrong sensed her goodwill and slowly peeked out from behind Yu Tianming, returning the smile. "Hello, Sister Yan Yan."

Yu Tianming blinked. Their exchange looked surprisingly friendly… but seeing that they weren't clashing, he gave up thinking about it and turned his attention to the platform.

Meanwhile, Tang San had noticed the trio below. His eyes widened. 'That Yu Tianming already has so many women, yet he still had to go after Xiao Wu? Is it that having lovers makes one more attractive?'

As he grew distracted, Xiao Wu's second soul skill, Charm, lit up. The moment of daze was all she needed to teleport behind him and lock him down with her signature Waist Bow technique.

Xiao Wu's flawless combo drew gasps from the watching students.

Her Soft Bone Demon Rabbit skillset was nearly perfect—control, mobility, and close combat. Compared to Spirit Hall's Hu Liena, Xiao Wu was more like a true enchantress.

While Tang San was pinned, Ma Hongjun launched his Phoenix Fireline. Tang San instinctively summoned Blue Silver Grass to defend, but now augmented by the Man-Faced Demon Spider, his grass was even more flammable. In an instant, flames burst high across the arena, completely engulfing him.

The blaze died just as quickly. When the fire dissipated, Tang San stood charred red, his body exposed amidst the ashes of his own grass.

"Little San, are you alright?" Ma Hongjun rushed up in a panic.

"I'm fine. It only scorched my skin. But fire counters Blue Silver Grass too well. I surrender." Tang San shook his head and glanced at Xiao Wu.

She had already teleported away the moment the flames erupted. Seeing his state now, she covered her mouth in shock, then turned away and closed her eyes. 'Sorry, Brother San. My time is short. I don't want you to be dragged down with me.'

Tang San said nothing more, simply leaving the arena with a cold expression, heading for Yu Xiaogang's office.

No one knew that as he walked, his scorched skin rapidly healed—as if he possessed the life force of a powerful soul beast.

By the time he opened Yu Xiaogang's door, his wounds were gone.

The so-called office was just a run-down storage room, but the once-proud master had gotten used to it. Each morning after finishing his janitorial duties, he'd make tea and sit quietly, waiting for his godson to come for lessons.

Flipping through a book, Yu Xiaogang glanced at the sulking Tang San. "Little San, what's wrong? Something bothering you?"

"Teacher… father… did you know that besides Rongrong, Yu Tianming has another fiancée? I don't understand how both girls are perfectly fine with it!" Tang San still couldn't get used to calling him 'father.'

Unconcerned, Yu Xiaogang kept reading. "All nobles are like that. Three wives, four concubines—it's normal. Did you review your lessons?"

Tang San didn't respond. His expression twisted. "Why does he already have so many women and still went after Xiao Wu? Why won't she even look at me anymore?"

Sensing his resentment, Yu Xiaogang finally looked up, stroking his chin.

But instead of comforting him, he thought of Bibi Dong and Liu Erlong. 'That brat Tianming is not only stronger than me, he even has more women? How can I compare?'

Casually, he said, "Little San, you have the advantage. Twin martial souls! You'll surpass him eventually. Under my guidance, you'll be the strongest."

"Yeah…" Tang San's stomach churned. Hearing this trash call himself his father made him want to vomit.

He instinctively reached for his hidden sleeve dart, thinking, 'Losing Xiao Wu is one thing… but why did I make this loser my godfather? He can't even give me a way to train twin souls. One day, I'll send this waste to the afterlife.'

Yu Xiaogang sipped his tea, oblivious. "Don't worry. The the spirit master tournament's coming soon. Focus on training and show the world your strength."

(End of Chapter)

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