Douluo: Seven Treasure Pagoda? I'm Actually a Summoner!

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The next day.

After simple washing and breakfast, Jiang Bai left the inn and walked slowly towards the west side of the city.

The further he went towards the west of the city, the quieter the streets became.

This area was close to Notting Academy, and most of it consisted of residences for the academy’s faculty and staff, or shops serving the academy.

There were not many pedestrians. Occasionally, one could see a few students wearing gray academy uniforms hurrying past, holding books in their hands, their faces filled with the youthful vigor and focus typical of young people.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, a tall archway appeared ahead.

Directly above the archway, four vigorous and powerful characters were clearly visible in the morning light: Notting Academy.

It was class time, so the entrance to the academy was quite quiet.

Only a gatekeeper in uniform was leaning against the iron gate, yawning.

Jiang Bai did not go in directly.

He took a gold coin out of his storage bracelet and twirled it on his fingertips; under the sunlight, the gold coin shimmered with an alluring luster.

He walked slowly towards the iron gate.

Hearing footsteps, the gatekeeper looked up and was clearly stunned when he saw Jiang Bai.

The young man before him was dressed luxuriously and possessed an extraordinary temperament; he did not look like a student of the academy, nor did he look like an ordinary visitor.

"Young Master, may I ask what business you have?" The gatekeeper stood up, his attitude reasonably polite.

Jiang Bai lightly tossed the gold coin in his hand into the air.

The gatekeeper’s eyes lit up instantly.

He subconsciously swallowed his saliva, his gaze shifting back and forth between the gold coin and Jiang Bai’s face.

"I want to ask about someone." Jiang Bai’s voice was very calm. "Is there a teacher in the academy named Yu Xiaogang? People all call him Great Master."

"Great Master? Oh, oh, you mean Great Master!" The gatekeeper nodded repeatedly, the smile on his face becoming fawning. "Yes, yes, yes, there is such a person. What business do you have with him? Do you need me to announce you?"

"No need." Jiang Bai shook his head. "I just want to know, where is he usually? Where is his office?"

The gatekeeper hesitated for a moment. According to regulations, he should not casually disclose information about the academy’s teaching staff. But that gold coin was simply too tempting!

He looked left and right, confirmed there was no one nearby, and then lowered his voice.

"Great Master, he—usually stays in his own office and rarely goes out. The office is right at—"

"However, his temper is a bit strange, and he doesn’t like being disturbed—"

"Fine, thanks." Jiang Bai didn’t wait for him to finish, tossed the gold coin, and turned to leave.

The gatekeeper hurriedly caught the gold coin, clutched it tightly in his palm, his face beaming with joy: "Young Master, take care! Come again if you have any business!"

Jiang Bai did not look back.

He walked slowly along the perimeter wall of the academy.

Walking to a street on the side of the academy, there were several restaurants and teahouses here.

Jiang Bai entered one of the three-story restaurants that looked the cleanest, went straight to the third floor, and asked for a private room by the window.

The private room was not large, but the window faced the interior of Notting Academy, offering an excellent view.

From this angle, one could clearly see the side of the main teaching building.

Jiang Bai ordered a few dishes, and after the waiter served the food and left, he closed the door of the private room and walked to the window.

He extended his right hand, palm facing upwards. Soul Power circulated, and a translucent seven-story glazed pagoda phantom slowly rotated in his palm. Immediately after, the first level of the pagoda lit up with a crimson light.

The light receded, revealing a small fire Dragon with a body entirely crimson, its scales resembling molten lava.

The fire Dragon had shrunk its size to that of a child at this moment, its four dragon claws firmly gripping the windowsill, its crimson-gold dragon eyes looking towards Jiang Bai with a questioning look.

Jiang Bai pointed to the window on the far left of the third floor of the academy opposite: "Eldest, do you see that window?"

The fire Dragon looked in the direction of his finger and nodded.

"In that office, there is a person," Jiang Bai’s voice was very calm, yet carried a certain coldness, "wearing a black robe, with a short haircut, looking like a middle-aged scholar."

The fire Dragon tilted its head, not quite understanding its master’s meaning.

"I want you to pay him a visit," Jiang Bai continued, "fly in and breathe fire to burn him. No need to burn him to death, of course, if he is too weak and gets burned to death, then we cannot be blamed. The point is to torture, to make him suffer!"

The fire Dragon blinked and asked, "Master, why don’t you go yourself?"

Jiang Bai was silent for a moment before saying, "I’m afraid of getting hammered."

The fire Dragon: "—"

Its crimson-gold dragon eyes revealed a clearly human-like expression.

"Is there a strong expert guarding it?" the fire Dragon asked again, "Then won’t I get hammered?"

"What are you afraid of?" Jiang Bai patted the fire Dragon’s head. "You shrink a bit more before flying over, and after breathing fire, just return directly to the pagoda. Who could discover you? Even if someone notices, they will only think it was an accidental fire, or a prank by some fire-attribute Spirit Master. Who would think it was done by a thousand-year Spirit Beast?"

That seems true, right?

The fire Dragon thought about it and felt it made sense.

"Alright." The fire Dragon nodded its small head. "I’m going now."

The crimson Soul Power light flowed over its body, and its size shrunk again, looking like a slightly larger, strangely shaped little red bird.

Then it flapped its wings and flew up, silently flying out of the window.

After circling twice in the Heaven Dou, it flew towards that window on the third floor of the academy opposite.

Jiang Bai stood by the window, watching the fire Dragon fly away, his eyes deep.

This was not an honorable method, perhaps even despicable. But he did not care.

Bibi Dong made a move against him, so he already has a path to death!

As her old lover, Yu Xiaogang also has a path to death!

He, Jiang Bai, is no Saint. He repays hatred with hatred and grievances with grievances. Since he cannot beat Bibi Dong right now, he will first collect some interest from her beloved.

Notting Academy, Yu Xiaogang’s office.

Yu Xiaogang sat at his desk, with several thick notebooks and materials spread out in front of him.

He wore a faded black robe and kept his unchanging short haircut.

That face was still stiff and expressionless, but if one looked closely, one could discover a rare, almost fanatical light flickering in his eyes.

Recently, these have been the most spirited days of his life in many years.

Not only did he take in a Disciple with Innate full Soul Power, but it was also an excellent experimental subject with twin spirits!

Not long ago, he personally took Tang San to the Spirit Hunting Forest to obtain his first spirit ring for Tang San.

A four-hundred-year-old Datura Snake, perfectly fitting the development direction of the Blue Silver Grass as a control system.

More importantly, this spirit hunt completely verified his great theory!

At this moment, he was organizing the data and observation records from this spirit hunt, preparing to supplement them into his theoretical system.

He seemed to see the future: Tang San becoming a Titled Douluo, his twin spirits shocking the continent!

He, Yu Xiaogang, as Tang San’s teacher, being honored as the "Ancestor of Theory," invited back to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, treated as an honored guest by the Supreme Pontiff Palace, and those who once looked down on him all having to bow their heads and ask him for guidance—

Just at this moment, the light outside the window seemed to dim for a moment.

Yu Xiaogang looked up in confusion and looked towards the window.

"Whoosh—!"

A ball of scorching flames gushed in from outside the window without any warning!

The flames were crimson and the temperature was extremely high, instantly bursting through the half-drawn curtains and covering him head-on!

Yu Xiaogang’s pupils suddenly constricted!

On that face as calm as an ancient well, for the first time, a clear and intense expression of panic appeared!

He wanted to dodge, but his body’s reaction was too slow. Although he was a two-ring Spirit Grandmaster, he was not good at combat, and his physical fitness was also much worse than other Spirit Masters of the same rank.

"Ah!!!"

A shrill scream rang out!