Chapter 287: Yu Xiaogang Panics

Chapter 287: Yu Xiaogang Panics

Accompanied by an imposing voice, four figures descended from the sky.

Among the arrivals were Xiao Yu and Huo Wu, along with two others. One was a beautiful young girl whose appearance rivaled Huo Wu's, with long water-blue hair—she was Shui Bing'er, the pride of Tianshui Academy.

Standing beside Shui Bing'er was a handsome man, around thirty years old, named Cang Mo, Shui Bing'er's master. It was he who had just attacked Bone Douluo.

Shui Bing'er was the treasured daughter of Tianshui Academy, and this time, Xiao Yu had brought her and Cang Mo along to strengthen ties with the Elemental Academies.

As soon as the four landed, Huo Wu and Shui Bing'er each ran to their respective elders, quietly asking about their condition.

Xiao Yu, meanwhile, locked his gaze on Bone Douluo. "Gu Rong, who gave you the courage to cause trouble here?"

"Xiao Yu, you're the insolent one! Didn't your elders teach you to respect your seniors?"

Bone Douluo was instantly furious at these words, and a terrifying pressure surged toward Xiao Yu. For a mere youth in his twenties to speak to him—a Titled Douluo renowned for decades—in such a threatening tone, how could Bone Douluo maintain his reputation in the soul master world if this got out?

Rumors had spread after the soul-hunting operation that Xiao Yu of the Nine Star Hall had broken through to Titled Douluo. But Bone Douluo scoffed at the idea. How old was Xiao Yu? Bone Douluo acknowledged that Xiao Yu's talent surpassed his own, but he absolutely refused to believe Xiao Yu could reach such a realm before the age of twenty-five.

"I don't need you to worry about what my elders taught me. But using your power to oppress others and twist logic? That's something I just learned from you, Bone Douluo!"

With a cold shout, Xiao Yu unleashed a soul power fluctuation even more overwhelming than Bone Douluo's. Centered on his body, it rapidly spread outward, revealing nine soul rings in sequence: yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, red, red, red.

Everyone present—whether from the opposing Shrek faction or the deans of Divine Wind, Blazing Fire, and Tianshui, three advanced soul master academies—gasped in disbelief, unable to trust their own eyes.

A Titled Douluo in his twenties, with three hundred-thousand-year soul rings—was this really a realm a human could achieve?

"Daughter, pinch me. Is your dad dreaming?"

Huo Yang's voice trembled.

Huo Wu rolled her eyes at her father and, without hesitation, pinched his arm hard, causing Huo Yang to yelp in pain.

"Not a dream, not a dream!"

Huo Yang rubbed his aching arm, suddenly feeling a twinge of worry. "Daughter, I rejected their kindness before. He's a Titled Douluo—surely he wouldn't hold a grudge against a little Soul Sage like me, right?"

"Dad, what are you worried about? He's your son-in-law. No matter how powerful he is, he's still a junior in front of you!"

Huo Wu replied irritably. "If he really wanted to settle scores with you, would he have come here with me today?"

"Right, right, right!!!"

Huo Yang immediately felt his confidence surge. His son-in-law was the youngest Titled Douluo on the continent, the undisputed top figure among the younger generation of soul masters, a man destined to reach the pinnacle of the soul master world. As his old father-in-law, he'd surely bask in some of that glory.

While Huo Wu and her father conversed, Cang Mo had already released his martial soul. His soul ring configuration—two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red—was relatively normal, but the soul power infused with extreme cold surged toward Bone Douluo like a relentless river.

Pfft!

Facing Xiao Yu alone had already put immense pressure on Bone Douluo, let alone with Cang Mo added to the mix.

After absorbing the Ten-Thousand-Year Mysterious Ice Essence and training in the Netherworld for a time, Cang Mo's soul power had reached the peak of level ninety-eight, with half a foot already in the realm of level ninety-nine, the Limit Douluo threshold.

Bone Douluo spat out a blood arrow and staggered back more than a dozen steps.

"Grandpa Bone!"

Ning Rongrong cried out in alarm, rushing forward to support Bone Douluo. She turned her head to glare at Xiao Yu and Cang Mo, her eyes filled with venomous resentment.

"So, Gu Rong, how about a fight?"

Xiao Yu paid no attention to the hatred in Ning Rongrong's eyes. Among the Shrek Seven Devils, only Tang San—who relied on his wild godfather, the Asura God, to spoon-feed him—could still make Xiao Yu feel a slight sense of caution.

With Xiao Yu's current strength, he could clearly see through Ning Rongrong's cultivation level, which hovered between fifty-three and fifty-four. Such strength was impressive among young soul masters, but in Xiao Yu's eyes, she was no different from an ant.

Gu Rong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, seemingly unwilling to accept defeat. But the moment he thought of the two Titled Douluo standing before him—both likely stronger than himself—he instantly lost his nerve.

It wasn't that Gu Rong feared death. His greater concern was for Ning Rongrong, whom he had doted on since childhood. If those two Titled Douluo truly went on a killing spree, no one here would make it out alive.

Seeing Gu Rong fall silent, Yu Xiaogang, standing behind him, immediately grew anxious.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had been nearly wiped out. As the only surviving son of the clan leader, Yu Yuanzhen, Yu Xiaogang naturally took it upon himself to shoulder the responsibility of rebuilding the sect.

In reality, aside from his nephew Yu Tianheng, none of the third-generation disciples—who had been absent from the sect that night and thus survived—respected this lifelong level twenty-nine waste.

But Yu Xiaogang was adept at living off others. With Liu Erlong, now at soul power level seventy-eight and the strongest member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, backing him with her lovesick devotion, who would dare say no? They could only grit their teeth and follow Yu Xiaogang's orders.

Rebuilding the sect required vast amounts of wealth and manpower. Given the Spirit Hall's aggressive stance, securing the official protection of the Heaven Dou Empire would be ideal.

The best way to achieve these goals was through the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan. With the help of Shrek's outstanding graduate, the young lady Ning Rongrong, Yu Xiaogang successfully connected with Ning Fengzhi.

Though Yu Xiaogang's strength was lacking, he still held significant value. As the master of Tang San, the future leader of the Clear Sky Clan, and the former lover of Spirit Hall's Pope Bibi Dong, he had connections. Plus, Liu Erlong and Flander by his side were no weaklings. More allies meant more strength, so Ning Fengzhi casually lent Yu Xiaogang a hand.

At that moment, news came from Thunder Academy. Three of the Five Elemental Academies—Divine Wind, Blazing Fire, and Tianshui—had suffered heavy losses of students and staff due to pressure from the Spirit Hall. Left with no choice, the schools were forced to relocate to Heaven Dou City.

Yu Xiaogang, eager to bolster his forces, immediately set his sights on these three academies. Teaming up with Flander and Ning Fengzhi, he devised this underhanded annexation plan.

If successful, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan would take the lion's share, while the remnants of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and Thunder Academy could sip some of the leftovers.

(End of Chapter)

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