Douluo Continent: I Have No Thieves Under Heaven, the Explosive King Returns

Chapter 14 Returning to Soto City, My Name Spreads Across the Continent (A First Impression, Please Read On!)

"You really want to go out and gain experience? Think it over. There are plenty of people who want you dead these days."

Inside the offering hall, two figures, one large and one small, were having a conversation.

Hearing Qian Daoliu's words, Tianxia Wuzei replied, "Master, steel that hasn't been tempered can't become a blade that can cut through iron. You're just making me a sharp blade for the Spirit Hall in the future. You want the horse to run but not to eat grass?"

Qian Daoliu never expected that the disciple he had taken on on a whim would see through his intentions.

He wasn't angry, which just proved that his apprentice was no ordinary person.

Without fear, Tianxia Wuzei calmly met the gaze of Qian Daoliu, one of the three peerless Douluo of the continent.

The hall was silent for a long time before Qian Daoliu finally spoke.

"Since you want to go out and gain experience, then go ahead. Although I am your master in name only, I haven't taught you anything in the past six years."

He was very confident in the cultivation of the "No Thieves Under Heaven" technique.

Judging from the derivative moves of the Overlord Chasing Wind Fist, no one on the continent understands his martial spirit better than the Thief Under Heaven.

"Master Xie, I won't let you down."

However, before he could even feel happy about the absence of thieves, Qian Daoliu's next words poured cold water on his enthusiasm.

"Since this is a training exercise, we won't let the fourth brother come with you, otherwise it won't serve its purpose of tempering him."

Upon hearing this, Tianxia Wuzei's lips twitched, and he cursed inwardly, "Damn, this old Deng is really something. He says it's for training, but does he really not send anyone to protect my safety?!"

Qian Daoliu glanced at him; after six years of living together day and night, he could tell what kind of shit he was excreting just by looking at him.

To avoid being cursed mercilessly in his heart, he quickly said, "Although we can't have Lao Si by your side to protect you anymore, you can use the Angel Token to mobilize people from the Spirit Hall branch, including Soul Douluo."

"A mere Soul Douluo? No way, a Soul Douluo can't protect the four of us brothers!"

"No Thieves Under Heaven" thought to himself, preparing to start bargaining.

Unexpectedly, Qian Daoliu did not give him a chance, and with a wave of his hand, a golden wind sent him out of the hall.

“A trial should look like a trial. It’s decided then. There are enough gold soul coins in that soul tool for you to squander.”

Upon hearing Qian Daoliu's voice, Tianxia Wuzei smiled and left with the soul tool.

After he left, a figure appeared inside the hall; it was none other than the Fourth Elder Lion Douluo.

"Great Elder, your move is brilliant. You said you didn't want me to protect him, but you actually wanted to train his sense of crisis. Without me, he will have to be more careful."

Listening to Lion Douluo's eloquent speech, Qian Daoliu smiled and shook his head.

Lion Douluo was puzzled. "Grand Elder, what do you mean by this? Am I wrong?"

"Yes and no." Qian Daoliu glanced outside the hall, his face showing some helplessness. "You guessed what I was thinking, but you didn't guess what that kid was thinking."

"What do you mean?" Lion Douluo was full of questions.

"He already guessed that I would still have you secretly protect him, which is why he left with such confidence. Otherwise, given his personality, would he have left without making a scene outside the palace to achieve his goal?"

Lion Douluo suddenly realized that he and Tianxia Wuzei were close friends despite their age difference, so he knew the latter's personality very well.

He immediately retorted angrily, "That little brat weighs 120 pounds with his excrement and piss, 100 pounds of cunning, and 20 pounds of worthless bones!"

Qian Daoliu was not surprised and comforted him, "Let him be. He knows what he's doing. Just stick to the original plan and protect them secretly."

"Yes, a big offering."

Meanwhile, Tianxia Wuzei returned to his dormitory with the soul tool.

Seeing the tightly closed dormitory door, he suddenly kicked it open.

"boom!"

A loud bang startled the three traitors who were still meditating.

"Earthquake! Run!"

Seeing the three panicked individuals, Tianxia Wuzei, feeling utterly disappointed, punched each of them on the head.

With three loud thuds, the three little ones squatted on the ground, gently rubbing their hands against the large, steaming, flesh-colored bumps on their heads.

"Boss, why are you hitting us?"

The three little ones looked at Tianxia Wuzei with a wronged expression, their big, watery eyes making him feel a little guilty.

However, it's only natural for an older brother to beat up his younger brother.

He coughed a few times and said, "Pack your things, we're going home!" The three traitors looked at each other and then burst into cheers.

"Finally, I can go home! Long live the boss!"

The world is without thieves. Although the Spirit Hall is very good, there is no place like one's own doghouse.

With their soul tools, the four brothers were able to travel light and discreetly set off for Soto City in a carriage.

Inside the Papal Palace, a ghost appeared beside Bibi Dong.

"His Holiness the Pope and the other three have left Spirit City. I haven't sensed the presence of the Four Elders near them. Should I intervene and kill them?"

Bibi Dong shook her head and said, "Now is not the time for infighting. Taking action against them would be tantamount to slapping those elders in the face. Besides, what trouble can a bunch of kids cause?"

In her eyes, the "Holy Son of No Thief Under Heaven" was nothing more than a pawn used by Qian Daoliu to annoy her.

Bibi Dong only ever recognized one enemy.

That was her daughter, Qian Renxue, who possessed innate level 20 soul power.

She only needs to speed up her progress to pass the divine test and become a god before everyone else, at which point she will become the strongest person on the continent.

At that time, no one could rival her.

A hint of disappointment flashed in the ghost's eyes, but it obediently stepped aside without making any move.

In the center of the main hall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, two elderly people stood on either side of the young man.

They were Ning Fengzhi, the current sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and the two great elders of the sect.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin is a level 96 Super Douluo with the Martial Soul Seven Kill Sword.

Gu Rong, the Bone Douluo, is a level 95 Super Douluo with the Bone Dragon Martial Soul.

"Feng Zhi, is there any progress on the appointment of the Holy Son by the Spirit Hall?" Gu Rong asked with a worried expression.

The Spirit Hall already has a deep foundation, so it's not a good sign if a young generation can overpower all the forces on the continent.

Ning Fengzhi sighed and said, "Uncle Gu has news. The Holy Son of the Spirit Hall is named Tianxia Wuzei, and his soul power has reached level 35 at the age of only twelve. In addition, two of his three younger brothers have reached level 32, and one has reached level 29."

"Hiss, what terrifying talent! How come the Spirit Hall can always find these geniuses, while our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School can't find any!"

Gu Rong and Ning Fengzhi felt it was a pity, thinking that it would be great if the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School could have recruited these geniuses.

Seeing this, Chen Xin, with her flowing white hair, sneered, "Hmph, Rongrong has already run away from home, and you're still discussing other things. Is this how you elders behave!"

Ning Fengzhi said helplessly, "Uncle Jian, don't worry, Rongrong will be fine. Letting her receive some education outside might change her personality."

"Hmph, if Rongrong is in trouble, I'll hold you all accountable!" With that, Chen Xin left the main hall on his sword, clearly displeased.

Gu Rong muttered, "Tch, as if only you, Old Swordhead, care about Rongrong."

Other sects, large and small, across the continent quickly investigated and confirmed the identity of the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall.

Therefore, the name "A World Without Thieves" also spread throughout mainland China.

Several days later, the group of "No Thieves Under Heaven" quietly returned to Soto City.

On the way back, they had the cardinal of the Spirit Hall branch in the Kingdom of Barak come to escort them.

Instead of returning home immediately, Tianxia Wuzei went to Soto City to gather the information he needed.

On his way home, Tianxia Wuzei thought to himself.

"Shrek Academy will not be recruiting students for another half month, which means that Tang San has not joined Shrek, and Tang Hao has not come to Soto City."

If we're talking about who poses the greatest threat to him, Tang Hao is definitely one of them, and he has to be wary of him.

As they pondered, the four brothers soon arrived at the outskirts of Soto and returned to their home.

While he was still thinking about the world without thieves, he suddenly heard a furious voice with shifty eyes beside him.

"Damn it, who's so reckless as to dare occupy our home!"

He looked in the direction of the sound and discovered a faint light inside the wooden house.

Before he finished speaking, a dark shadow suddenly darted out of the wooden house, as agile and swift as a cat.

"Little thief, where are you running to!"

(End of this chapter)