Douluo's opening sign to Chaos Clock

In Douluo Continent, there is no such thing as winter and summer vacations in Soul Master Academy. One semester is one year.

Time flies and one year has passed, and it’s time for the annual holiday at Notting College.The vast majority of the college's students, faculty and staff have chosen to leave and return home.

Seeing the students in the dormitory leave one after another with smiles on their faces, Yuntiange also wanted to follow them.

But he didn't know where to go. The house in Notting City was just a house. If the old man wasn't there, it wouldn't be a home.

"Tiange, are you really not going back with us?" Tang San asked.

"Yes, it will be so lively if we all go there together." Xiao Wu also said something.

After knowing that Yuntiange and Xiaowu had nowhere to go, Tang San enthusiastically invited them to return to Holy Soul Village with him.

Xiao Wu was naturally happy to go. Yuntiange, well, he didn’t want to be a light bulb.

After a year of getting along, the relationship between Yuntiange and Tang San Xiaowu has become quite good. Although Tang San is deeply scheming, he still doesn't have any bad intentions towards his friends.Not to mention Xiao Wu.

They didn't know how many times they had competed during this year, but of course, they always ended with Yuntiange winning one versus two.

There were even times when Tang San and Xiao Wu couldn't even force Yuntiange's martial spirit out.

After Tang San obtained Yuntiange's consent, he used hidden weapons against him, but the defensive power of the opponent's magical Chaos Bell Spirit was astonishing, and the hidden weapon, which was designed to break through the body's protective aura, had never been successful.

This made Tang San feel a little frustrated, but at the same time it also inspired him to work harder to catch up with Yuntiange.

Now, Tang San's soul power level has just broken through level [-], and Xiao Wu is at the same level as him.Yuntiange, on the other hand, has a soul power of level [-], close to level [-]. This is because Yuntiange's cultivation focuses on mental power rather than soul power.

"You go ahead." Yuntiange smiled, closed his eyes, sat cross-legged on the bed and entered a meditative state.

. . . . . .

Due to Tang San's relationship, Yuntiange also had a very good relationship with Master Yu Xiaogang.

The master is indeed knowledgeable and has a profound theoretical foundation. Although there are some fallacies, it is generally quite good.

Yuntiange often asked him questions about evil soul masters. The old man always kept these questions secret because he was afraid that he would lose his mind for revenge.And the value of the information held by those in the Wuhun branch is really limited.

At night, the wind blows, the sky is slightly cool outside the window, and the candlelight flickers inside the house.

There was a knock on the door, and Master Yu Xiaogang put down an ancient book in his hand and opened the door.

On weekdays, apart from his disciple Tang San, only Yuntiange and Xiaowu come here more often.Of course Xiao Wu always accompanied Tang San and never came alone.

"Tiange, I thought you went home." After seeing the person clearly, Yu Xiaogang's stiff face gained a smile. He led Yuntiange into the house, poured a cup of hot tea and asked.

Yuntiange gently blew on the steaming tea, took a sip, and asked with a slight smile: "Didn't the master not go back either?"

Yu Xiaogang gave a bitter smile and did not answer. He just asked, "I remember your home is in Notting City, right?"

Yuntiange shook his head and said with a wry smile: "It is no longer home if people are not here."

"Why do you want to come to me? I have told you everything I know about the evil soul master. There is nothing more to say." Yu Xiaogang smiled with some pity. He was very fond of this child Yuntiange. If he has a good impression, he can feel that the other person feels the same loneliness as himself.

It's a pity that the other party is unwilling to worship him as his teacher.

Yuntiange took another sip of tea and said, "Xiaosan and Xiaowu have gone home. Only the master in this big Notting Academy can talk to me."

"For you, Notting College is indeed too small." Yu Xiaogang said bitterly. He hesitated for a while and then said: "Tiange, with your talent, if you join the Wuhun Hall, you will definitely have a bright future, and Wuhun The Soul Palace has always been at odds with the evil soul master."

"If you are willing, I can recommend you to enter the Wuhun Palace... even the Pope Palace is not impossible." Yu Xiaogang said in a sincere tone.

Yuntiange felt warm in his heart. At first, he only regarded Yu Xiaogang as an NPC to obtain information, but after getting along with him for a long time, he found that he was actually quite a good person.

The master also regards Yuntiange as another close friend besides his disciple Tang San, and can also be said to be a friend who has been with him for many years.

After coming to Douluo Continent, Yuntiange realized that the ancient saying that "a scholar will die for his confidant" was not a lie.The power of trust is really powerful.

The master regards Yuntiange as a confidant because of trust.Yuntiange believed in some of the theories he proposed, but also pointed out the shortcomings in his own theory to him.

This made the master deeply moved and at the same time he gradually improved his theory.He didn't expect that after Flanders, Liu Erlong and Bibi Dong, there would be two people willing to trust him, and one of them would become his disciple.

"Thank you for your kindness, Master. It's just that I want to wait until my old man comes back before making plans for these things." Yuntiange said calmly.

Bang, bang, bang.At this moment, a knock on the door suddenly sounded, interrupting what Yu Xiaogang was about to say.

He frowned and said, "Please come in."

The wooden door was pushed open, and a tall figure walked in from the outside.He was wearing a simple gray robe, with messy black hair hanging on his shoulders. His old face was full of vicissitudes of life, and his pair of cloudy eyes seemed to have reached the end of his life, which was completely incompatible with his appearance of about 50 years old.

"Hello, master." The voice of the visitor was low and hoarse.

When this person entered the door, the master and Yuntiange subconsciously became nervous, and their soul power spread throughout their bodies unconsciously.

A glint flashed in Yuntiange's eyes, and he probably guessed who it was.

"Who are you?" The master's eyes showed some doubts, and he stood up and asked.

The man in gray said calmly: "My name is Tang Hao, Tang San's father."

The pupils of the master's eyes focused almost instantly, and his chest heaved violently. After a long time, he said: "It seems that I guessed well."

Tang Hao still looked cold and said: "I'm leaving. My mistress is my only concern, and I hope to entrust my mistress to you."

Without waiting for the master to react, Tang Hao raised his hand and a black token with six patterns appeared on the master's table.

papal decree.

"No matter what happens, please remember that he is my son."

After Tang Hao finished speaking, he turned to look at Yuntiange.

Yuntiange was not afraid either, and looked at him with both eyes.

"You are very good." Tang Hao nodded to Yuntiange. Tang Hao was quite curious about this child who had defeated his son many times.

"Senior is wrong."

"Let me weigh it." Tang Hao said calmly.