Douluo: My summoning cards can generate Title Douluo

Chapter 302 Target: Champion
The reaction from the Star Luo Empire's headquarters was even more direct and intense. The Star Luo Empire revered martial prowess and held a natural awe and wariness towards the strong. Upon confirming the existence of the unfamiliar Limit Douluo, Long Xiaoyao, and his relationship with the Beast God Pavilion, the Star Luo Emperor immediately issued a supreme order through special channels to Duke Dai Haofan, the White Tiger, who had led the delegation.

At all costs, we must thoroughly investigate the Beast God Pavilion and establish a good relationship with them, at least avoiding becoming enemies. Meanwhile, the Star Luo Royal Academy team is required to be extremely cautious when facing the Beast God Pavilion's "Dawn" team in the tournament, and may even consider… appropriately "showing goodwill" or "avoiding" them.

Representatives of forces closely related to or already affiliated with the Beast God Pavilion, such as Ning Fengzhi of Qibaotang, were overjoyed and felt reassured.

The appearance of Long Xiaoyao was like a reassuring pill, allowing them to completely put aside their last bit of worry and hesitation, and resolve to attach themselves even more closely to the Beast God Pavilion, which had suddenly become an incredibly strong tree.

Meanwhile, those sects and families that had originally remained neutral or secretly leaned towards the Spirit Hall were now caught in a state of great fear and uncertainty.

They needed to reassess the risks and benefits of taking sides, and many small actions that were originally planned to target the Beast God Pavilion or show goodwill towards them in the competition were urgently stopped or modified.

In an instant, undercurrents surged within Wuhun City. Envoys and spies from various forces became increasingly active, and countless secret letters flew out of Wuhun City through various channels, spreading the name of "Dragon Emperor Douluo" Long Xiaoyao and his relationship with Ling Han, the young master of the Beast God Pavilion, to the desks of every influential leader on the continent.

The entire Soul Master world on the mainland was shaken by this!
Of course, Ling Han and the others from the Beast God Pavilion, who were at the center of the storm, were not completely unaware of all these undercurrents and tremors.

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The core quiet room of the Beast God Pavilion's residence.

Long Xiaoyao sat cross-legged, his body shrouded in a thick darkness that seemed to absorb all light.

The darkness flowed slowly, like a living thing, healing his injuries and replenishing his nearly depleted soul power. His face was still pale, but his breathing was much more stable than when he first returned.

Ling Han stood outside the quiet room, sensing the deep, abyss-like dark fluctuations within through the door, and nodded slightly. The Limit Douluo's recovery ability was indeed astonishing.

Wang Dong'er and Wang Qiu'er stood on either side of him, and after their initial excitement, they had both quieted down.

"Husband, it seems... quite lively outside." Wang Dong'er listened intently, and could vaguely sense the increased, cautious atmosphere of those spying on the outskirts of the camp.

"The tree may wish to remain still, but the wind will not cease." Ling Han said calmly, "The battle with Elder Long has erected the strongest shield around us, but it has also attracted more attention and scheming. The real test for us is yet to come."

"We'll meet force with force and water with earth." Wang Qiu'er said succinctly, her golden eyes filled with determination and trust. "With my husband here and Senior Long here, we fear no challenge."

Ling Han smiled, ruffled Wang Qiu'er's hair, and pinched Wang Dong'er's cheek: "You're right. However, we can't rely on Elder Long alone. Our own strength is the key. The competition is the best opportunity for you to prove yourselves and make the name of the Beast God Pavilion resound throughout the continent."

"Yes!" The two women nodded vigorously. At this moment, Qi Xue and Zi Ji arrived together.

"Sect Master." Qi Xue bowed, her cold and beautiful face showing a hint of solemnity. "The number of spies spying on the outskirts of the base has increased more than three times compared to before. They come from various forces, among which the spies from the Spirit Hall are the most active, but also the most careful and secretive."

"In addition, we have received many visiting cards and invitations from the Star Luo Empire, several kingdoms and duchies, and some neutral sects. Their attitudes are quite polite, even... somewhat humble."

Zi Ji licked her red lips, a bloodthirsty glint flashing in her alluring eyes: "Your Majesty, should I go and get rid of some annoying flies? I'll make sure it's done cleanly and efficiently, leaving them with no way to trace it."

Ling Han waved his hand: "No need. Let them see, let them guess. The more mysterious it is, the more wary they will be. As long as they don't cross the line, we don't need to pay attention to them. As for those invitations and visits, select a few that are of sufficient weight and politely decline them, citing my seclusion to prepare for the competition. Be polite but keep your distance."

"Yes," Qi Xue replied.

"Zi Ji, your mission is to work with Qi Xue to ensure the absolute safety of the base, especially around the 'Dawn' team members and Elder Long's meditation room. At the same time, be aware of any possible moves by the Spirit Hall, especially those targeting the teams," Ling Han instructed.

"Understood, Master," Zi Ji replied sweetly, a cold glint in her eyes.

"By the way, how are Tang Ya and the others doing?" Ling Han asked about the team.

Qi Xue replied, "Captain Tang Ya is leading her team in extra training at the training ground, and their morale is high. Witnessing Senior Long's battle with Qian Daoliu has greatly influenced them, and they are training even harder."

"Very good." Ling Han nodded in satisfaction. "Inform them that the training plan will be adjusted starting tomorrow. I will personally supervise it."

He looked up at the sky outside the window, which was gradually turning white, his icy blue eyes gleaming with an all-knowing light.

"The calm before the storm is always short-lived. The Spirit Hall will not stand idly by and watch us rise, and other forces will also have their own agendas. But all of this will be decided on the stage of the tournament."

"Pass down the order: the entire Beast God Pavilion, effective immediately, shall enter a state of highest readiness. Our goal—the championship of the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament!"

"Yes! Champion!" the crowd responded in unison, their eyes blazing with fighting spirit.

(End of this chapter)