CHAPTER 306: CHAPTER 306: DESCENT OF THE GOD OF SPEED

Gu Yuena returned with Zhu Zhuqing.

She quietly updated Dan Heng on Zhu Zhuqing’s emotional state—of course, in private.

Something like this wouldn’t be brought up publicly.

Zhu Zhuqing kept her head down, not daring to meet Dan Heng’s eyes.

"Teacher... I’ve disappointed you..."

Dan Heng shook his head lightly.

"It’s fine. Most of your time has been spent on cultivation, so it’s natural you haven’t had much time for emotional guidance. Come with me."

With that, Dan Heng took Zhu Zhuqing and left the Great Spirit Arena.

Before long, the two of them arrived at the heart of the city... Yue Pavilion.

In front of the grand, luxurious archway stood two guards. Upon seeing Dan Heng and Zhu Zhuqing, they straightened up immediately, alert and respectful.

Not only did they not question their identities, they didn’t even speak.

Yue Pavilion was a place reserved strictly for nobles.

And nobles were not to be offended lightly. Some guards recognized faces, others simply judged by aura.

With appearances and temperaments like Dan Heng and Zhu Zhuqing’s, they were clearly no ordinary people.

"Teacher..." Zhu Zhuqing suddenly spoke up, hesitating.

Dan Heng turned to look at her.

"What is it?"

"N-Nothing..."

Zhu Zhuqing lowered her head again, a watery shine in her eyes.

Dan Heng sent someone in to deliver a message, and shortly after, Tang Yuehua came to greet them personally, leading the pair to a quiet room.

"Mr. Dan Heng, what brings you here?"

Tang Yuehua asked gently as she personally poured tea for Dan Heng.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Tang Yuehua with confusion.

We’re here to resolve the influence of my killing aura... So why come to Yue Pavilion?

Tang Yuehua is just an ordinary person... right?

Dan Heng nodded.

"Pavilion Master Tang, I’ve come to ask a favor. I hope you can guide my disciple in her studies..."

For Zhu Zhuqing, Dan Heng was even willing to owe a personal favor.

When it came to removing worldly impurities and refining temperament, Tang Yuehua’s expertise far exceeded his own.

Tang Yuehua raised an eyebrow slightly and looked over at Zhu Zhuqing. She moved closer, gently lifted the young girl’s chin, and smiled.

"What a beautiful girl. She should learn etiquette and music. Since Mr. Dan Heng has asked, I will personally teach her!"

Tang Yuehua’s expression was sincere—this was indeed her plan.

A favor from Mr. Dan Heng? She couldn’t be happier to receive it!

Forget just teaching Zhu Zhuqing—even if she were asked to give prenatal education to Dan Heng’s children, she would eagerly accept!

Zhu Zhuqing pressed her lips together, still skeptical of Tang Yuehua’s abilities.

Learning music and etiquette can really suppress killing intent?

Tang Yuehua smiled softly and winked.

"Zhuqing, my innate spirit power was a full level 9—I was considered a genius. I even possess a spirit domain... called ’Noble Ring.’ But I’ve been unable to upgrade it my entire life."

As she spoke, a soft light radiated from her body. Her temperament instantly elevated.

Already a graceful and stunning woman, she now radiated a nobility that could even make other women feel humbled.

Under that aura, Zhu Zhuqing felt the inner restlessness in her heart truly ease a bit.

"This is what I will teach you—cultivating temperament and grace. These qualities can purify the turmoil in your heart."

Tang Yuehua said with a gentle smile.

Hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing no longer dared to look down on her.

Tang Yuehua then took her hand and began planning out the lessons.

Dan Heng remained quiet, thinking about how to repay this personal favor.

She can’t cultivate...?

At Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, I’ve got some spirit-boosting immortal herbs. That might make a suitable gift of gratitude.

A few days later.

The final rounds of the Continental Soul Master Tournament at the Heaven Dou Empire regional division had arrived.

Dan Heng’s whole family showed up at the Great Spirit Arena to watch the spectacle, seated naturally in the Blue Tyrant Academy’s private box.

Ziji (the purple-haired girl) leaned on the window, watching the arena below.

After a short while, she lost interest.

"A bunch of kids brawling around—what’s there to see? So boring!"

Gu Yuena and the others ignored her entirely.

Knock, knock, knock...!

There was a knock on the box’s door.

Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo (Chen Xin) walked in.

Both sat down looking slightly awkward.

The box, apart from Dan Heng and Longlong, was full of women—and all of them were stunning beauties.

They felt like they had stepped into the wrong place.

"Mr. Dan Heng, here’s the thing... Recently, the God of Speed pulled us into a separate space and told us..."

Ning Fengzhi began explaining the matter concerning the God of Speed.

It was something the god had instructed them not to speak of publicly.

"...After much deliberation, since this concerns your disciple, I couldn’t just stand by and do nothing."

Ning Fengzhi sighed, speaking earnestly.

He was, in fact, risking the wrath of a divine being to share this.

It was a major gamble.

Other figures, including Qian Daoliu, hadn’t dared to take that risk.

Dan Heng nodded slightly.

"Thank you..."

He truly hadn’t paid much attention to this matter. After all, he couldn’t always keep tabs on the God of Speed.

He was powerful, yes—but not omniscient.

Ning Fengzhi smiled calmly.Just hearing Dan Heng say "thank you" made the risk worthwhile!

Wasn’t this more solid and reliable than some elusive divine inheritance?

"Mr. Dan Heng once did a great favor for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan—how could we not repay such kindness?"

Ning Fengzhi said courteously.

Suddenly, Ziji shrieked from the window.

"Yes! Now this is a real fight! Finally some brats who can put up a proper show!"

Everyone instinctively turned to look out.

Sure enough, something dramatic was happening on the arena floor—

A bloodied clash.

It was none other than the Shrek team!

They had returned—and in order to qualify, they had crippled their opponents!

On stage, the full Shrek lineup was present.

Two missing slots had been filled by Davis and a disciple from the Clear Sky Clan—both strong reinforcements.

They crushed their opposing team, leaving them all severely injured.

"We won!!! Who dares to underestimate the Shrek team now?! Even without hidden weapons, we’ll still take the championship!"

Tang San shouted proudly.

His voice was exuberant—releasing all the pent-up frustration from the past weeks.

Davis and Dai Mubai exchanged glances, then both turned to the Blue Tyrant audience area, eyes locking onto the Zhu sisters.

"Zhu Zhuyun... she’s still alive! If she’s alive, then what I did will eventually be exposed..."

A flash of murderous intent flickered in Davis’s eyes.

Now, there wasn’t a shred of affection left!

For the sake of the Star Luo royal family’s dignity, all Davis wanted was to kill Zhu Zhuyun as soon as possible, to eliminate any future threats!

Dai Mubai, on the other hand, had a resolute expression. As he looked at Zhu Zhuqing—who completely ignored his presence—he thought:

"Shrek Academy must win all the way to the end... only then can I prove myself to Zhu Zhuqing!"

He took a deep breath and shouted loudly:

"Zhu Zhuqing!!! I’ll see you in the finals! Shrek and I will be the last ones standing! You’ll regret the choice you made!"

His voice echoed through the arena, finally igniting the crowd’s passion.

Waves of applause rang out like a tide.

However, Zhu Zhuqing didn’t even spare him a single glance.

Up in the sky, the God of Speed and the Sea God Poseidon were still observing, now engaged in an argument.

"...God of Speed, have you lost your mind? Didn’t we agree that gods cannot interfere in the mortal world? And now you’re doing something like this?!"

Poseidon stared at the God of Speed in disbelief.

The other god was planning to descend and reveal a divine miracle—right in public.

And all of it... just to recruit a successor?

And the successor was Dan Heng’s disciple, of all people!

The God of Speed nodded lightly, looking relaxed as he smiled:

"Oh Poseidon, I’ve come to understand something... The divine realm is honestly boring. I’d rather find a worthy successor now, pass on my god position, and go live freely in another world."

"With the divine realm now sealed off by that space-time black hole, no one can interfere with what we do here. A year here is but a day there. By the time the Divine Committee tries to hold me accountable, I’ll be long gone!"

He patted Poseidon’s shoulder with a smile:

"Actually, it’s all thanks to you. Your carefree attitude is what made me come to this realization."

"..." Poseidon was speechless.

Now he was getting blamed for this too?

"Then let me give you one last piece of advice: Don’t do this. Or you’ll regret it."

As he spoke, Poseidon reached out to stop him.

But the God of Speed turned into a black shadow, disappearing in an instant.

Though there was a big gap in their raw power, in terms of speed, Poseidon couldn’t touch him.

The God of Speed reappeared a hundred meters away, shrugged, and smiled:

"Enough, Poseidon. No need to try to talk me out of it. My mind is made up!"

Poseidon’s expression grew strange.

He wasn’t worried about violating divine law—he was worried about offending Dan Heng and being unable to deal with the consequences!

"Here we go...!"

The God of Speed spread his arms wide. A pillar of divine light erupted from him, piercing sky and earth.

At that moment, the final ceremony of the Great Spirit Arena was underway. The Tianshui Girls’ Team was just about to perform on stage—everyone was eagerly awaiting their appearance.

But right then, the God of Speed’s pillar of light suddenly appeared in the center of the arena.

A divine presence filled the entire stadium—every spectator’s attention was instantly drawn.

Almost all soul masters present could feel it...

This was a divine miracle!!!

"Grandfather, is that the God of Speed you told me about?" Qian Renxue asked.

Qian Daoliu nodded slightly, a strange smile spreading across his face.

"This time, that little fox Ning Fengzhi is going to fall flat on his face again," he said, chuckling.

Qian Renxue looked puzzled.

"Why?"

"The God of Speed has chosen Mr. Dan Heng’s disciple, Zhu Zhuqing, as his successor. He even told us specifically not to tell anyone. But Ning Fengzhi went to the Blue Tyrant Academy’s private box—I bet he already leaked it. If the God of Speed decides to pursue that..."

Qian Daoliu shook his head, thinking Ning Fengzhi was still too young and impulsive.

And now, seeing the God of Speed descend in person—if Dan Heng publicly rejects the offer and exposes Ning Fengzhi, it would be quite the show.

"..." Qian Renxue’s expression turned blank.

Other people might not know Dan Heng’s strength, but as someone who had admired him for tens of thousands of years, she certainly did.

Ning Fengzhi may have taken a risk—but the reward was massive. He had earned a favor from Dan Heng.

Meanwhile, the Spirit Hall had the same opportunity but missed it—all thanks to Qian Daoliu.

"Grandfather, if something like this happens again, make sure you tell me..."

Qian Renxue sighed, speaking seriously.

"I miscalculated?" Qian Daoliu froze, looking a bit awkward.

Qian Renxue nodded.

"I’ve never seen Mr. Dan Heng fight personally, but his power definitely surpasses ordinary gods. Risking a little offense to gain his favor is more than worth it."

"Well..."

Qian Daoliu scratched his head. If he had known, he would’ve jumped on the opportunity himself.

Nearby, Bo Saixi raised an eyebrow, asking curiously:

"Is Mr. Dan Heng really that powerful?"

"..." Qian Renxue remained silent.

First, she didn’t want to expose Dan Heng’s details to outsiders.Second, she had no love for this "grandmother" figure her grandfather had picked for her.

Qian Daoliu quickly picked up the conversation to avoid awkwardness:

"The first time I saw Mr. Dan Heng, I could see an unimaginable realm in his eyes. He is most definitely a supreme powerhouse."

Bo Saixi nodded gently, her gaze turning thoughtful.

She began to wonder... Was Dan Heng the same mysterious powerhouse who had once collided with her?

The sensation of that encounter and Dan Heng’s presence felt... eerily similar.

Could it really be him...?

Her earlier suspicions were now tipping further into certainty.

"In any case, the God of Speed descending for Mr. Dan Heng’s disciple... what a fortune she’s stumbled into..." Qian Daoliu couldn’t help but feel a bit envious.

"Not necessarily..."

Qian Renxue’s voice was low.

For ordinary people, such divine favor would be a dream come true.

But for someone like Dan Heng’s disciple?

It might not be that simple.

In the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan’s section, Yu Yuanzhen suddenly stood up. Seeing a divine descent made his expression change dramatically.

Among the Titled Douluo on the Douluo Continent, he was one of the few not chosen for divine assessment.

Could he salvage the opportunity if he apologized to the God of Speed now?

Yu Yuanzhen rushed out of his box, visibly excited.

He happened to pass by the Clear Sky Sect’s box, where the Shrek group, including Yu Xiaogang, was also watching the divine light.

Yu Yuanzhen clenched his fist tightly.

He had been rejected by the gods because he trusted Yu Xiaogang’s judgment.

Now, everyone’s eyes were fixed on the God of Speed.

Within the pale violet light pillar, the God of Speed descended slowly from the sky. The god rings behind him radiated gentle but brilliant light—not flashy, but impossible to ignore.

Bathed in divine aura, everyone could clearly see the figure of the God of Speed, and a natural reverence arose in their hearts.

In the Blue Tyrant Academy’s viewing area, a group of once-feuding girlfriends were now seated together again—Zhu Zhuqing in the middle separating them.

Zhu Zhuyun had a complicated expression. She’d just been threatened from afar by Davis, and her emotions were in turmoil.

Now, seeing a divine miracle appear—for her younger sister no less—her feelings grew even more tangled.

"Zhuqing, the God of Speed values you so highly... He must’ve come for you. Don’t disappoint the god’s favor," she said softly.

Meng Yiran immediately nodded:

"Yes, Zhuqing. What matters most is your own cultivation. You need to learn to fight for things yourself—not rely entirely on Mr. Dan Heng to guide you."

Shui Yue’er let out a cold humph, casting a glare at Meng Yiran—they were still in the middle of a fight.

"Zhuqing, maybe you should go see Mr. Dan Heng right now and ask him what to do?"

"..."

Zhu Zhuqing, however, didn’t move.

She couldn’t go see her teacher right now.

Doing so would only draw everyone’s attention to him—and expose him to unnecessary trouble.

She gazed at the God of Speed within the pillar of light...

And her eyes were filled with nothing but disgust.

(End of Chapter)