267: Chapter 267 Does the Mistress Miss Her Mother?

The Clan Chiefs of the Strength Clan and the Breaking Clan are both powerful Spirit Douluo.

There are also a few Spirit Saint and Spirit Emperor in their clans.

Only a Titled Douluo could wipe them out in such a short time.

A Titled Douluo has appeared among the Fallen Spirit Master?

Ning Fengzhi found it hard to believe.

A Fallen Spirit Master reaching the Titled Douluo level without anyone noticing.

"Saint, I am curious about one thing. Why does the power and aura remaining in this area resemble yours!"

Sword Douluo observed the surroundings; no matter how he looked at it, it seemed like Su Wen had destroyed this place, but he was only a Spirit Emperor. Even if his spirit ring configuration was somewhat exaggerated, he shouldn't possess Titled Douluo-level strength.

"I participated in the battle, so of course there is power I left behind. Is Senior Sword Douluo suspecting me of something?"

"The two of you, I have other matters to attend to, so please excuse me. If you suspect something, feel free to continue searching here!"

Su Wen gripped the spirit tool in his hand.

It was packed full.

He turned and left, showing no fear of what Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo might do.

"Fengzhi, Su Wen's strength is growing stronger and stronger, and he might be the culprit. I didn't sense any Soul Power left behind by other Titled Douluo in the area."

Sword Douluo's words shocked Ning Fengzhi: "Uncle Sword, are you saying it's possible that Su Wen caused this? Does he have that kind of strength?"

Sword Douluo: "It's possible. His Spirit is also of the dark type, but someone must have assisted him, and they must all be Spirit Master with attributes similar to his!"

Ning Fengzhi's expression was grave: "Uncle Sword, is Spirit Hall planning something... Is the Holy Son of Spirit Hall of this generation going to suppress us again?"

Sword Douluo remained silent, but Ning Fengzhi already understood that once Su Wen grew up, he might become a super Douluo.

"Sigh, it's a pity that Uncle Bone hasn't fully recovered. If there is a Titled Douluo by Su Wen's side, how can we protect him!"

Ning Fengzhi glanced at Sword Douluo; asking him to perform assassinations was clearly impossible.

Uncle Bone excelled at that.

However, with his injuries not yet recovered, it would be easy to fail if he encountered a Titled Douluo from Spirit Hall.

Such matters either shouldn't be attempted, or they must be a one-hit kill; absolutely no evidence or handle must be left for the other party.

Just then, a troop of people arrived from the distance.

Prince Xue Xing led a regiment of knights and arrived.

Crown Prince Xue Qinghe followed by his side.

Prince Xue Xing looked at the Strength Clan's territory, which had been devastated, with the power of resentment still lingering on the surrounding land.

Prince Xue Xing stepped forward anxiously to ask: "Sect Master Ning, Sword Douluo, what is the situation? Has the Fallen Spirit Master been eliminated?"

Ning Fengzhi recounted Su Wen's words exactly as they were told.

Upon learning that the Strength Clan and the Breaking Clan had all perished, Prince Xue Xing gasped:

"This Fallen Spirit Master is actually so powerful. Fortunately, we discovered it in time. If we let the other party continue to grow, the people of the Heaven Dou Empire would surely suffer..."

Xue Qinghe was somewhat shocked internally; Su Wen had actually succeeded, cutting weeds and eliminating the roots, leaving not a single one alive.

She knew that there were no Titled Douluo experts assisting Su Wen.

Just how strong had this bastard become?

The news of the destruction of the Strength Clan and the Breaking Clan soon spread across the Heaven Dou Empire.

At this moment, at Shrek Academy.

Tang Hao was secretly following Ma Hongjun and the others back to the academy.

Everyone's Faces showed hesitation and sorrow.

Seeing the students returning one by one, Yu Xiaogang and Flender welcomed them with smiles.

But looking at their expressions and learning of their encounter in the Star Dou Great Forest, Flender and Yu Xiaogang were stunned and stood frozen in place.

Zhao Wuji was nowhere to be seen, and Tang San and the others had waited at the inn for several days without seeing him return.

Flender was certain that he had been killed.

With Zhao Wuji's personality, he would absolutely never play hide-and-seek with his own students.

The Star Dou Great Forest is dangerous; even a Titled Douluo has moments where they might fall.

It is not surprising for a Spirit Saint to die inside.

But they encountered the Holy Son of Spirit Hall, and Tang San had encountered the Holy Son of Spirit Hall snatching a Spirit Bone, so it was highly likely that Zhao Wuji had been killed by people from Spirit Hall.

"Little San, are you sure what you obtained was an external Spirit Bone, and not an ordinary Spirit Bone?"

Yu Xiaogang clenched his hands tightly together; he didn't really care much about Zhao Wuji.

An external Spirit Bone.

Something all Spirit Master dream of.

Even an ordinary thousand-year Spirit Bone is extremely precious, let alone a growth-type Spirit Bone.

"Teacher, it is indeed an external Spirit Bone. I would absolutely not misidentify it!"

Tang San looked at Yu Xiaogang with expectation in his heart; the Eight Spider Lances were a major Opportunity for him.

Now, only Yu Xiaogang could retrieve it for him.

So what if he is the Holy Son of Spirit Hall!

In the end, he still has to listen to the Spirit Hall Pope.

Perhaps as long as Teacher speaks properly, you, this Saint, will not only have to apologize to me, but might even return the Immortal Plant.

"Little San, you need not worry. A mere Holy Son of Spirit Hall—Teacher will get this Spirit Bone back for you, completely intact!"

Yu Xiaogang made up his mind.

He would write a letter to Bibi Dong, telling that Holy Son of Spirit Hall to return the item.

The external Spirit Bone was of great importance; if Tang San could obtain this item in the future, it would be like adding wings to a tiger.

"Teacher, but that is Spirit Hall?"

Tang San feigned surprise.

Ning Rongrong and the others also looked at Yu Xiaogang in shock.

He, a level 29 Spirit Grandmaster, how could he speak these words with such confidence?!

Ning Rongrong swallowed her saliva.

She was the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile.

But even facing Spirit Hall, she would not dare to boast that she could retrieve a precious external Spirit Bone.

"Xiaogang, don't be impulsive!"

Flender was very anxious.

"No need to worry, I have my own ways. I will be back shortly!"

Yu Xiaogang left this sentence, then left the academy with his head held high, heading toward the Spirit Hall Branch in Suotuo City.

Everyone looked at each other, and Ma Hongjun scratched the back of his head, as if he were meeting Yu Xiaogang for the first time.

"Sigh, everyone go get some rest!"

Flender saw their exhaustion and told them to go down first, while he went to the academy gate to wait for Zhao Wuji's return.

As friends for many years, he still held a sliver of hope that Zhao Wuji had just been delayed by something.

"Dad!"

Tang San did not return to the dormitory; he found an excuse to go to the back mountain where he often met with Tang Hao.

He had forgotten an important matter: he had encountered a woman in the Star Dou Great Forest who looked extremely similar to his mother.

"Little San, you are looking for me? Is it about the external Spirit Bone?"

"Rest assured, since Yu Xiaogang said so, he must have some certainty. I have heard of his affairs; that Bibi Dong should give him some Face!"

Tang Hao came up to Tang San and comforted him; if his own newly obtained Spirit Bone had been snatched, he would also be unable to rest easy for a while.

"Dad, it's not that. I want to ask you, is Mom with you?"

"Does Little San miss Mommy? Haha, I will take you to see her now; come to think of it, you still haven't met her yet!"