Douluo Continent: Mirror Dance Across the Sky, Shattering the Gods

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Upon returning to Soto, the two broke into the Seven Treasures Inn through a broken window.

They breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the two little girls were safe and sound.

Meanwhile, Dongfang Yao and Ning Rongrong were staying up late, whispering secrets under the covers.

But the sudden sound of the window breaking startled them so much that their hearts raced, and they hugged each other tightly.

"Dad! Grandpa Jian! Are you trying to scare Rongrong to death?!" Ning Rongrong patted her chest, trying to calm herself down.

Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin looked embarrassed.

But when their gaze fell upon Dongfang Yao, even those who had long held high positions couldn't help but feel that telling the truth to such a young child was far too cruel.

"Rongrong, go to the next room first," Ning Fengzhi said.

"No, Yao'er is still telling me a story!"

"Ning Rongrong! Be good!" Ning Fengzhi's tone was stern, a departure from his usual gentleness.

Ning Rongrong trembled and stood frozen in place.

A disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School appeared in response, picked up Ning Rongrong, and pushed open the door to walk towards the next room.

Dongfang Yao was incredibly clever and immediately realized that something was wrong.

But she remembered her brother's instructions and told him to pretend to be ignorant and clueless in front of outsiders.

So she blinked her big eyes and pretended to be frightened by Ning Fengzhi's stern tone.

Upon seeing this, Ning Fengzhi's expression immediately softened, and he said gently, "Little girl, there's something I need to tell you."

Chapter 83 Dongfang Yao Collapses, Sowing the Seeds of Revenge

Wuhun City, inside the Pope's Palace.

Bibi Dong sat high on the throne, her fingertips lightly tapping the armrest.

After listening to Chrysanthemum Demon Douluo's report, a chilling aura emanated from her.

Her gaze was like a sharp blade as she coldly stared at the two people below the steps: "Do you two elders mean that you spent two years finally finding the target's trail, only to have it all disrupted by the sudden appearance of Tang Hao? He not only chased that young man to the Star Dou Great Forest, but also killed people from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School along the way?"

"exactly!"

Yue Guan bowed deeply, his voice weak: "That criminal Tang Hao is too cunning! Old Ghost and I were about to capture that strangely skilled youth when Tang Hao suddenly attacked! We fought desperately together, trying to kill him, but... cough cough, we were no match."

As he spoke, he coughed violently, and a trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

Ghostly interjected at the opportune moment, also appearing severely injured, his voice hoarse: "Cough cough. Your Holiness, Tang Hao's actions are utterly arrogant! I implore you to immediately send more men to pursue him!"

At this moment, Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo were dressed in tattered clothes, covered in dust, with blood trickling from the corners of their mouths, and coughing softly from time to time. Anyone who saw them would think that they had gone through a fierce battle.

Bibi Dong frowned, her mind racing as she calculated:

Why would that kid named Dongfang Jing attract Tang Hao's pursuit? Regardless of the reason, once he falls into Tang Hao's hands, what chance does he have of survival?

'What about the secret technique he might possess that could help Xiaogang break through to level 30?'

'Alas, even if it were true, it would probably be too late by now.'

'Damn the Clear Sky Sect! Damn Tang Hao! You ruined my plans! Yue Guan and Gui Mei are two useless pieces of trash too!!'

She gritted her teeth secretly, but her face remained expressionless.

Turning to the cardinal standing in the hall, he ordered, "You shall immediately lead two hundred elite troops to search the Starry Sky Forest. Whether Dongfang Jing is alive or dead, you must bring back accurate information."

"Yes, sir!" The cardinal bowed and accepted the order, then quickly left the hall.

Bibi Dong suppressed her agitation and turned to look at Ju and Gui, her tone calm yet undeniable: "Yue Guan, Gui Mei. Although this mission was not entirely successful, considering your hard work over the past two years, the Spirit Hall will not treat you unfairly. Go and rest well, and we hope you will continue to serve the Spirit Hall in the future."

"Yes."

"I obey my orders."

The two responded in unison, supporting each other as they staggered out of the main hall.

Only when they were far away from the Papal Palace did their backs quietly straighten and they regain their former posture.

They exchanged a glance and bumped fists in unison.

Tang Hao, Tang Hao, you appeared just in time!

Above the sky, dark clouds hung like ink, and thunder rumbled.

The rain poured down, with large raindrops pounding the ground and splashing countless water droplets on the muddy earth.

The trees swayed violently in the gale. Outside the Starry Sky Forest, four figures who had traveled all the way from Soto City landed silently.

Ning Fengzhi gazed at the forest before him, his tone heavy: "Your brother entered the forest from here, little girl, you..."

He hesitated, then swallowed his words.

Dongfang Yao leaped off the Seven Kill Sword, staggering.

The torrential rain soaked her to the bone, her wet black hair clung to her pale cheeks, and water droplets kept rolling down from the ends of her hair.

Her eyes were dark and swollen, empty and lifeless, with bloodshot veins all over them. She walked listlessly on the muddy grass.

"Yao'er." Ning Rongrong called softly, holding up her umbrella, but was stopped by Ning Fengzhi's gaze.

Dongfang Yao stopped at the entrance of the forest, her legs went weak, and she knelt down in the mud, splashing mud and water everywhere.

Her small, thin body looked particularly helpless in the torrential rain.

An oil-paper umbrella appeared above her head, shielding her from the torrential rain.

Chen Xin stood quietly beside the girl, his gaze calm.

Dongfang Yao's voice was dry as she murmured, "My...my brother...he really..."

"Perhaps... there's always a way out." Chen Xin's voice was low. "But for a girl who was chased by a Title Douluo and ventured into such a dangerous place, my condolences are not in vain."

Title Douluo

Dongfang Yao's fingers sank deep into the muddy ground, her fists clenching tightly: "The murderer... is someone from the Spirit Hall?"

Chen Xin slowly shook his head, briefly explained the situation at the time, and then asked, "Have you offended anyone?"

The girl shook her head stiffly.

Offend?

She and her brother depended on each other for survival; why would she have actively sought trouble?

Instead, they were constantly on the run, wandering aimlessly.

Could it be because of the soul bone in that cave?

Dongfang Yao subconsciously touched the necklace around her neck, probing it with her soul power.

They found the soul bone and blue silver grass lying there quietly, unharmed.

In other words, a new enemy has set its sights on them?

Could it be that my brother had already sensed the danger, which is why he asked me if I wanted to learn swordsmanship from a master and if I wanted to play with Ning Rongrong?

He risked his life and decided to lure the enemy away alone.

"elder brother."

The girl could no longer contain her grief at the thought that her gentle brother had left her forever.

Hot tears mingled with raindrops as she cried out in anguish.

……

a long time,

After calming down a bit, Dongfang Yao went to a secluded corner and piled up a small mound of earth.

With her eyes red and swollen, she found a stone tablet, carved the five characters "Tomb of the Eastern Mirror" on it with her Star Sword, and stood it in front of the mound.

The girl knelt before the grave, her eyes welling up with tears again.

She stubbornly wiped away her tears with her sleeve, her eyes regaining their resolve.

"Brother, Yao'er said that wherever you go, Yao'er will go."

'Yao'er will definitely become stronger! Find the murderer and tear him to pieces!'

"Brother, wait for Yao'er a little longer. After I've avenged you, Yao'er will come to join you."

She slowly got up.

At this moment, Ning Fengzhi walked over and asked gently, "Little girl, did your brother explain our identities to you?"

After a brief self-introduction, Ning Fengzhi focused on introducing Chen Xin's identity.

Dongfang Yao suddenly realized that the sword master her brother had mentioned was the old man in front of her.

'Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, sect.'

The girl understood that once she made this decision, it would be difficult to extricate herself.

It's like betraying everything my brother did for me.

She clenched her fists.

'I'm sorry, brother, Yao'er can't bear life without you. No matter what, I must become stronger quickly!'

She took a step back and bowed to Chen Xin in a gesture of respect, saying, "Disciple Dongfang Yao greets Master!"

"Good, good, good!" Even the usually serious Chen Xin couldn't hide his joy at this moment, saying "good" three times in a row. He quickly helped Dongfang Yao up, "Get up quickly, good disciple!"

"Congratulations, Uncle Jian."

"Congratulations, Grandpa Sword!"

The Ning family father and daughter offered their congratulations in unison.

Chen Xin chuckled and led Dongfang Yao onto the Seven Kill Sword. He couldn't wait to return to the sect and show off his newly recruited outstanding disciple to that old man.

Star Forest, mixed circle.

Beside a certain pool,

A boy covered in blood slowly and laboriously crawled out of a dark purple mirror.