Douluo Continent: Ultimate Sea God Dragon, Inheriting Two Godhoods

The sun slowly sank behind the western mountains, and the golden rays that once shone on the ground were gone. In less than an hour, the sky would be completely dark.

However, on the main street paved with bluestone slabs, two large horse-drawn carriages were moving forward, attracting attention.

On the lead carriage, the curtain was lifted. Looking at the not-so-large but very thick city walls before him, Ouyang Ling's gaze was not as relaxed as usual. For three large characters hung above the city gate: "Notting City!"

Several days later, they arrived at this small border town. As for why they chose the border route…

In the words of the three education commissioners, the battles between Soul Masters on the border are closer to life-or-death struggles. Only by truly experiencing such trials can one grow into a true powerhouse.

Glancing past the bustling crowds and lively market, ignoring the awe-inspiring glances from the common people, Ouyang Ling simply smiled kindly and lowered the carriage curtain.

"Teacher Qin, we've arrived."

Qin Ming opened his eyes, and Ye Lingling, who was meditating, was also awakened by the sound. Just then, the carriage slowly came to a stop.

"Then let's get off the bus."

After instructing the three drivers arranged by the academy to find a place to rest, the other members of the Royal Fighting Team also got off the vehicle one after another.

They then asked a passerby for directions and headed straight for the best hotel in Nottingham. Upon seeing their distinguished appearance and refined demeanor, the hotel staff, without hesitation, quickly arranged for them to have a superior room.

After all this is done

"It's still early." Qin Ming glanced at the sky, which wasn't completely dark yet, and said, "If you want to go out for a stroll, I'll allow it, but don't forget the time. There's no large arena in Notting City, so we'll have to continue our journey early tomorrow morning."

"Yes, sir!"

"Long live Teacher Qin!"

Having gained their "freedom," Oslo and Yufeng reacted the fastest. Before the others could even react, they had already dashed out together.

"These two guys..."

Ouyang Ling smiled and looked at Ye Lingling and the Shi brothers, "Want to go out for a walk together?"

As for why he didn't ask Yu Tianheng and Dugu Yan... why would a young couple need someone to be a third wheel?

This is no joke!

"No."

"We plan to meditate."

The stone mill and graphite were presented one after the other as a polite refusal. Ye Lingling also shook her head, but the expression on the lower half of her face could not be seen under the veil.

"Alright, looks like I'll have to go by myself."

After saying goodbye to Qin Ming and Ye Lingling, Ouyang Ling walked straight out of the hotel. He wasn't sure where he was going. He'd just wander around and see if he could run into Tang San and Xiao Wu.

If we encounter it, then we'll proceed as planned.

Wandering aimlessly, Ouyang Ling had to admit that although Notting City was small, it was surprisingly well-equipped, catering to both refined and popular tastes. There were trendy shops and blacksmith shops…

and many more!

"A blacksmith shop?"

Ouyang Ling paused, and finally decided to go in.

The clanging of metal striking metal brought a wave of heat to Ouyang Ling's face as soon as he entered, and the indescribable smell of iron permeated the air.

A variety of weapons and farm tools came into view. With his discerning eye, he could naturally distinguish simple superior and inferior ones; for example, the large sword that was laid out was a sharp and effective weapon.

Just as he was getting "engaged" with the viewing,

"Distinguished guest, what kind of weapon are you looking to buy? We are the best blacksmith in the entire city of Nottingham, and we are confident that we can satisfy you."

A loud voice rang out. Looking up, he saw a burly, dark-skinned man who had just put on his shirt looking at him with a respectful expression.

"Let me see that knife."

Ouyang Ling pointed to the target he saw.

At the same time, his peripheral vision swept across the entire blacksmith shop, locking onto a boy among the blacksmiths who had an ordinary appearance but whose temperament seemed out of place.

"Alright."

The burly man took out his knife and handed it to Ouyang Ling. Ouyang Ling took it and flicked it lightly with his finger.

"bite--"

A crisp sound echoed, and the blade flashed with a cold glint.

"It is indeed a fine knife."

While praising it, Ouyang Ling steered the conversation in another direction, "I'll buy this fine knife. But I'm curious, who forged it? How could it be of such high quality?"

"Hahaha—, our distinguished guest has excellent taste."

The burly man let out a hearty laugh and pushed the boy that Ouyang Ling was paying attention to to the front of the stage.

"This precious sword was forged by Xiao San. He is the best blacksmith around here, and also a student at Notting Academy, a distinguished Soul Master."

While Ouyang Ling was admiring the sight, the burly man whispered in the boy's ear, "Little San, this must be some important figure from somewhere. You, a Soul Master from a small place, can take this opportunity to befriend him and improve your future."

Clearly, he regarded this young man, who had worked in the blacksmith's shop for four years and brought in a lot of good business, as his own nephew.

The boy had no choice but to accept the offer.

"Okay, Third Uncle."

"Oh?"

The burly man's whispers naturally did not escape Ouyang Ling's notice. But he pretended that he had just finished looking at the boy and heard the burly man's introduction of the boy, and then set his gaze on the boy openly and honestly.

"Young man, what's your name?"

The boy replied neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Tang San."

It really was you.

Ouyang Ling thought to himself, but remained outwardly calm. He casually took out a gold soul coin from his Ruyi Treasure Pouch to pay the bill. Just as Tang San, who was shirtless, saw this and his eyes widened in surprise, Ouyang Ling put away the fine sword he had forged and came to stand in front of him.

Not with a condescending attitude, but with goodwill and curiosity, "You're also a Soul Master?"

"Yes."

Tang San spoke calmly and remained composed.

Ouyang Ling didn't take it to heart.

"Your skills are indeed very good."

Then, to the astonishment of the blacksmiths, he calmly took a piece of refined iron from the burning furnace, which was almost finished.

"Sizzle—"

As the water vapor rises, the refined iron cools rapidly.

When it was revealed, Ouyang Ling reached out and pinched it, leaving five finger marks on the refined iron.

Tang San's heart skipped a beat, and his pupils suddenly contracted!

What a brilliant technique!

Such powerful soul energy!

What a powerful force!

To be able to extract refined iron from such a high-temperature furnace as easily as taking something from a bag, and to leave such deep finger marks, clearly indicates that this person is no ordinary individual. Judging by this, his age should be around the same as mine.

In the midst of his shock,

"The same applies to strength."

Ouyang Ling threw the refined iron back into the furnace.

"Although I don't know how to forge iron, I know that for someone your age to be able to forge such fine iron, besides having outstanding skills, their physical fitness must also be quite good. In terms of strength... your cultivation level should already be over level 25, right?"

Tang San's expression of surprise was barely concealed.

This person guessed so accurately!

"Young Brother Tang."

Just then, Ouyang Ling's words and smile were like an unknown net about to be cast, casting an olive branch with bait onto it: "Are you interested in studying at the Heaven Dou Royal Academy?"

At this moment, his purpose became crystal clear.

Not only to prevent Tang San from going to Shrek Academy, so as to avoid any changes to the plans previously made at Shrek, but also to prevent Tang San from getting to know the Shrek students and forming a group of like-minded companions later on.

Secondly, if Tang San takes Xiao Wu directly to the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, there will be a suitable opportunity for her to expose her identity in front of Sword Douluo or Bone Douluo, so that they can lure Tang Hao out to rescue her by force, which is a perfect opportunity to kill someone with a borrowed knife!

Of course, it doesn't matter if we can't kill them.

In any case, this would inevitably lead to Tang Hao and his son Tang San becoming enemies with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Heaven Dou Royal Family.

Not only were they left isolated and helpless, but the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School would also indirectly deepen its connection with the Crown Prince disguised as Qian Renxue, cutting off any possibility of escape from the original timeline.

Without the help of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Tang San, relying solely on Tang Hao and the cowardly Clear Sky School, would be unable to stir up any trouble and would even be constantly hunted down.

How can he develop under such circumstances?

As for the timing, we'll have to go back to last year.

Back then, Ning Fengzhi deliberately sought out Xue Qinghe to discuss the matter. His implication was that when Ning Rongrong turned 12, she would enter the Heaven Dou Royal Academy and Ouyang Ling would take care of her.

He could see through her true purpose at a glance, and it was no different from what Qian Renxue knew.

Just then, Ouyang Ling decided to make use of this situation.

Meanwhile, on Tang San's side...

Heavenly Dou Royal Academy?

Unaware that he had been tricked by Ouyang Ling, Tang San had never heard of this academy before. However, the fact that an academy could bear the names "Heavenly Dou" and "Royal" was enough to indicate its prestigious background and extraordinary status. It was far more famous than any of the academies that had invited him before!

At this moment, no one in the blacksmith shop interrupted, and they waited quietly for Tang San's decision.

After a long pause, Tang San finally spoke, "I'm sorry, I need to ask my teacher before I can make a decision."

Upon hearing this, Ouyang Ling promptly feigned surprise.

But before he could speak, a slightly playful voice came from outside the blacksmith's shop.

"Brother, I've come to find you."

Upon hearing this, Tang San looked up at the door.

"Xiao Wu".

Following the direction of the sound, Ouyang Ling saw a slender, delicate-featured girl with a scorpion-tail braid in her hair happily stepping into the store.

But when she saw Ouyang Ling standing in front of Tang San, his posture made her instinctively wary.

He quickly made his way through the crowd and stood beside Tang San.

"Who are you?"

Faced with the mildly provocative question, Ouyang Ling didn't take it to heart and looked at Tang San. "She's your sister?"

A hint of doting flashed in Tang San's eyes.

"Yes."

"It seems you siblings are both quite capable."

Ouyang Ling glanced at Xiao Wu, then casually looked away, steer the conversation back on track, "You can ask your teacher. But our Royal Fighting Team will be leaving tomorrow. If you're determined, you can come find us at the Notting Hotel at eight in the morning. No waiting for latecomers."

Having said that, he gestured with his chin toward Xiao Wu. "If your sister is confident, then she can come too."

Tang San's heart stirred, and he nodded.

"good!"

"Then it's settled."

Ouyang Ling smiled and said, "I'll be waiting for you." Then she turned and left without lingering.

Seeing this, Xiao Wu was completely baffled.

"Brother, what did he say to you?"

Tang San: "You've invited us to join the academy."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wu was understandably puzzled. "Huh? Then why don't we just refuse? Didn't Master tell you to refuse all the invitations from the academies?"

However, Tang San shook his head.

"This college is extraordinary."

Moreover, this person is no ordinary person.