Douluo's Elemental Realm

Fasno Province, Notting City, two luxurious carriages with the Wuhundian logo drove into the city.

Seeing such a luxurious carriage, many pedestrians cast curious and envious glances.

The carriage stopped once in the middle, and the driver asked a pedestrian for directions. After asking for directions, he went straight to the Wuhun Branch Hall of Notting City.

When Bibi Dong and others arrived, the Wuhun branch was immediately shut down, and some soul masters who came to register and test their soul power were invited out.

The Wuhun branch hall was cleared, the door was closed, and no one was allowed to enter.

In the most luxurious living room in the branch hall, Bibi Dong and others were sitting on the sofa. In front of them, two people stood.

An old man, dressed in neat soul master clothing, had the three swords symbol on his chest, which represented that he was a great soul master.

The other one is a handsome young man wearing white clothes, with the same three swords logo on his chest.

At this time, the two of them were standing nervously, their heads lowered, not daring to look at the four people in front of them easily.

"Why don't you report Tang San's situation as soon as possible?" Ju Douluo looked at the young man Su Yuntao and asked.

Su Yuntao's body shook violently, and his face was full of panic. He quickly explained: "Sir, his martial spirit is just the waste martial spirit blue silver grass."

"In the opinion of my subordinates, if you have this kind of martial soul, even if you have full innate soul power, you can't practice it, so you don't report it."

"Can't practice? Then how did he become a great soul master?" Ju Douluo sneered.

Tang San is now a great soul master.

"This, this subordinate doesn't know," Su Yuntao stammered nervously, feeling desperate.

The old man Matthew Nuo was uneasy, his body was trembling slightly because of fear, and he did not dare to say a word.

"Humph" Ju Douluo snorted coldly, showing a little oppression, and made Su Yuntao kneel down.

"Martial Soul Hall has a clear rule that any soul master who has an innate soul power exceeding level eight must be reported to the Spirit City."

"And you, you discovered someone with innate soul power and you didn't even report it. You are so brave."

"My lord, forgive me, my lord, forgive me." Su Yuntao repeatedly admitted his mistakes and begged for mercy. This time he indeed made a big mistake.

Jingxuan sat next to Bibi Dong, watching like an outsider, silent.

Su Yuntao's behavior was something he brought upon himself, because in a sense, the destruction of Wuhun Palace in the original work had something to do with him.

If he followed the rules and reported Tang San's situation to Wuhun City, he would definitely attract Bibi Dong's attention.

A Blue Silver Grass soul master with innate soul power, this is too abnormal. With Bibi Dong's wisdom, she would probably think of twin martial souls.

That would either recruit Tang San or directly kill him, which would not give Tang San a chance to grow.

"And you, as one of the persons in charge of the Wuhun Branch Hall, you have been working in the Wuhun Branch Hall for many years, but you actually made such a low-level mistake."

"Tenth level of innate soul power is not enough to attract your attention. Isn't the Blue Silver Grass Soul Master who successfully obtained the first soul ring not enough to attract your attention?"

"I see that your life is too comfortable, you don't take things seriously, and you don't even do things anymore," Ju Douluo said in a deep voice, showing murderous intent.

"Don't you dare, sir, I would never dare," Matthew Nuo hurriedly knelt down, his face full of fear.

"Don't you dare? If you don't dare, why do you do that?" Ju Douluo asked.

Both of them were speechless and wanted to explain, but they didn't know how to explain, so they had to lower their heads in despair.

Ju Douluo raised his palm, intending to directly end the lives of the two of them.

"Okay." Bibi Dong stopped Ju Douluo's movements and looked at the two people kneeling on the ground shivering with cold eyes.

"For the sake of you quickly sorting out Tang San's situation and presenting it to me, I will spare your lives."

"The merits and demerits offset each other, so forget it this time, but remember, this is the first time and the last time."

"Wuhun Palace has given you generous treatment, so you should do your best and do everything according to the rules, not based on your own feelings."

"If this happens again next time, I will not be lenient." After saying that, he stood up and left.

Jingxuan, Ju Douluo, and Ghost Douluo all followed.

"Thank you, Pope, for not killing me. Thank you, Pope..." The two of them burst into tears of gratitude. When Bibi Dong and others walked out of the room, they all collapsed on the ground.

"I almost got killed by you," Mathieu Nuo scolded angrily and glared at Su Yuntao fiercely.

"How could I have known that this would happen? If I had known that Tang San would attract the Pope's attention, I would have reported his situation as soon as possible."

Su Yuntao smiled bitterly, with a look of annoyance on his face. He really wanted to slap himself twice. Why was he so stupid at that time?

If he had reported Tang San's situation as soon as possible, not only would he not have nearly lost his life like now, but he might even have been rewarded.

After leaving the room, the master of the Wuhun branch waiting outside immediately greeted him respectfully.

"Take me to Notting College" Bibi Dong said.

"Yes." The master of the branch hall responded immediately. In front of Bibi Dong, he showed no airs about the master and his attitude was extremely respectful.

In front of Notting College, Bibi Dong and others got off the carriage, and the dean of Notting College who had been waiting for them immediately came to greet them.

Previously, the master of the branch hall specially sent someone to notify the dean of Notting College and asked him to come and wait in advance.

"See you, sirs," the dean of Notting College saluted Bibi Dong and others.

The master of the branch hall did not tell him the identities of Bibi Dong in detail, but just told him that he must treat them with respect and must not be rude.

Bibi Dong nodded slightly, showing great respect to the dean of Notting College.

"Take us to find Tang San quickly," said the master of the branch hall, not daring to waste time.

"Okay." The dean of Notting College thought it was a good thing, and led the way with a smile on his face, leading a few people to find Tang San.

After entering the campus, Bibi Dong signaled to Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo, and the two immediately disappeared.

The group soon arrived at the college teachers’ dormitory building.

"Sir, Tang San is in his teacher's dormitory right now. Do you want to go up in person, or should I call them down?" asked the dean of Notting College.

"Do you still need to ask? Call them down quickly," the master of the branch hall urged.

The dean of Notting College agreed and ran towards the dormitory building.

"Xiaoxuan, be careful now," Bibi Dong warned Jingxuan next to her.

"Yeah" Jingxuan understood, his expression became a little more serious, and he looked at Bibi Dong with some worry. He really didn't know how she would feel when she saw that person.

In a corner room on the top floor of the dormitory, the dean of the college knocked hard on the door: "Master, open the door quickly."

In the room, the master sitting on the chair frowned and showed displeasure. He didn't like to be disturbed while teaching.

Opposite him, stood a young man, dressed in light blue attire and with an ordinary appearance. He was his disciple Tang San.

Tang San very sensibly went to open the door and was slightly surprised to see it was the dean of the college. He stood aside to let the dean enter.