Duolou: Reborn with reality Pen

Xīrán, who had been asleep, suddenly felt a surge of soul power rushing toward her. It disturbed her rest, jolting her awake.

She immediately looked around, first to the left, then to the right. Her eyes landed on Eren, who was still sleeping peacefully. She let out a soft breath of relief.

But just as she was about to return to sleep, her gaze fell upon a piece of paper lying beside her pillow. Without hesitation, she picked it up and read

[You better come alone to the corner of Dorm 12, or else your Eren might end up getting beaten every day whenever he steps outside the academy.]

The moment she finished reading, Xīrán's expression hardened. She tore the note into pieces, jumped off the bed, straightened her clothes, and quietly slipped out of the dorm. Before leaving, she glanced back at the sleeping Eren one last time.

But the moment she disappeared through the door, Eren opened his eyes. He had been awake. A slow, twisted smile formed on his face as he watched her leave.

Outside, Xīrán sprinted toward Dorm 12. She reached the corner quickly, but when she got there, no one was waiting.

Then a cold voice came from the darkness. "So you've come to receive punishment for your unjust actions."

Xīrán turned sharply toward the voice.

At the same time, without warning, the entire Douluo Continent, except for Nuoding City, was suddenly enveloped by a massive, blue screen. Every country, city, town, and village was covered by it, shocking the world.

Numerous powers across the continent immediately raised the alarm, stunned by the appearance of the sky-wide projection. Except for the God Realm. Their time would come later.

In the palace within Heaven Dou City, Xue Qinghe( Qian Renxue) stood on the balcony, her gazes locked on the screen in the sky. It displayed two figures: one was a burly, disheveled old man who looked like a beggar; the other was a young girl standing opposite him.

"…Tang Hao."

That was the only name that escaped Qian Renxue's lips. Her face was tight with anger, her teeth clenched, and her nails dug deep into the flesh of her palm.

Meanwhile, in Spirit City, Bibi Dong stepped out of her chamber and stood in front of a statue. It depicted a middle-aged man and a child embracing each other.

She placed her hand over her chest.

"Xiao Gang… why did you?"

She closed her eyes and inhaled sharply. Then her face contorted with hatred.

"How dare that bastard teacher of mine betray me! You disgusting piece of shit, Yu Xiaogang. You'll die a virgin! And even if you manage to get a wife, her first gift to you will be a green hat!"

She clenched her fists, trembling with rage. Then she shouted at the top of her lungs:

"I'm so angry for no reason, damn it! Xiaogang, I curse you to become a eunuch! May you step in poop every single day!"

A moment later, she let out a long exhale and relaxed her expression.

"…That actually worked. I feel better now. Let's go, it's already night, and I still have aura farming to do in front of those cowardly, idiotic bishops tommorow."

Just as she turned, her eyes widened. A screen appeared above her, catching her attention.

"…What the hell is that?"

Back at the dorm corner, Tang Hao's voice echoed again. "Do you even know what you've done wrong?"

Xīrán didn't waver. Her voice was cold.

"I don't believe I've done anything wrong. But looking at your face, you certainly resemble a villain. Judging by your tone and appearance, I'd say you've killed quite a few people over the years, haven't you?"

Tang Hao clenched his fist. "You've got guts. But do you really think that will save you?"

Across the continent, everyone watching the sky-screen began murmuring. They had already put the pieces together. It looked like the girl had offended this old man somehow, and now he wanted revenge.

Anticipation surged among the viewers.

Tang Hao's voice came again, grim and heavy.

"Let's see how much pride you'll have left after this. Release your Martial Soul. And don't go crying later that I bullied you."

Xīrán let out a short laugh.

"Do you happen to be related to those two hypocrites, the so-called grandfather and granddaughter? Because you sound exactly like them. Self-righteous and pathetic."

Tang Hao's face darkened with fury. "So that's the choice you've made…"

He began walking toward her slowly, each step releasing an oppressive wave of soul power. The pressure in the air thickened with every stride he took. His decision had already been made, he would beat her into submission and force her to apologize to Tang San.

But just as he prepared to strike, a cheeky voice rang out behind him.

"-Oh my, what's going on here? An old beggar trying to kill a little girl?"

Tang Hao froze mid-step, his eyes narrowing, How could someone get behind him, a Title Douluo, without him noticing?

He spun around at once, his gaze locking on the source of the voice.