After This, Your Name Will Be Yu Erlong

Mao Ni. The moment Yu Xiaogang heard that word, he immediately calmed down and fell into deep thought.

Flender's words reminded Yu Xiaogang that Liu Erlong's drastic change in attitude had just been far too sudden. No one could change so completely in an instant. Besides, Liu Erlong was not the sort of person who chased power and wealth.

Moreover, with the advantage of their Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Yu Xiaogang believed that Liu Erlong would only ever love him in this lifetime. Even if Yu Xiaogang did not wish to marry Liu Erlong, she would wait for him for the rest of her life.

Why would she throw herself into Qian Xunji's arms just because he was the Pope of Spirit Hall, powerful and influential?

This reminded Yu Xiaogang of his Dong Er. Back then, they had already secretly pledged themselves to each other and were preparing to elope and live happily together. But Bibi Dong had suddenly lost her mind and wanted to bid her master farewell.

A few days later, Bibi Dong returned, and what she said was quite similar to Liu Erlong's words.

"Xiao Gang, I am the Saintess of Spirit Hall, while you are merely a useless man who will never break through level 29. We should forget each other forever."

Those words had deeply wounded Yu Xiaogang. But through Bibi Dong's hand signals, he had also understood that she was helpless in the matter. Qian Xunji had been behind it all.

Could it be that Qian Xunji had forced Liu Erlong this time as well?

"But Qian Xunji didn't say anything just now." Yu Xiaogang carefully recalled what had been said, unable to think of anything for a moment.

"Xiao Gang, aren't you known as the Number One Theory Master of the Soul Master World?" Flender said speechlessly. "When a true powerhouse wants to tell you something, he doesn't need to speak at all. He can simply use a method like Sound Transmission into a Line to let you know."

Yu Xiaogang's face immediately reddened like a monkey's ass. He said, "Who says I didn't know? I just didn't think of it at the time."

"So Qian Xunji said something that we couldn't hear, but Er Long could, threatening Liu Erlong into choosing him?"

"I think that's probably it," Flender said.

"Pfft—" Yu Xiaogang spat out a mouthful of blood.

Twice. It had already happened twice. Yu Xiaogang's luxury car had been driven away by Qian Xunji. Especially this time, Qian Xunji had driven it away right in front of him. Damn it.

Qian Xunji, you have bullied me, Yu Xiaogang, far too much.

Yu Xiaogang's resentment +50000

Yu Xiaogang's resentment +50000

Yu Xiaogang's resentment +50000

"Xiao Gang, now isn't the time to dwell on this. We can't let Er Long fall into a pit of fire. We have to save her," Flender said.

"H-how do we save her?!" A trace of cowardice flashed through Yu Xiaogang's eyes. He remembered Qian Xunji's terrifying strength, as well as the two Spirit Hall elders following behind him. If nothing unexpected happened, they were Titled Douluo as well. Three whole Titled Douluo! At that thought, he, a level 29 Soul Master, even together with Flender, was nothing more than a thin arm trying to twist a thigh.

Rather than that, he might as well find an inn, drink himself into a stupor, then find some secluded spot, squat down, pick up a stick, draw ten thousand circles, and curse that damned Thousand Thief to death. My stick is already hungry and thirsty.

Damn it, why didn't I, Xiao Gang, have Tang Hao's powerful strength to fight three Titles alone?

"Oh, we're Er Long's friends. We can attend this engagement ceremony in the name of celebrating her marriage, find an opportunity, and take Er Long away. The world is vast; Spirit Hall's reach can't possibly extend everywhere," Flender said.

"Right, you're right. Let's do that," Yu Xiaogang nodded repeatedly.

Although he could not bear the disgrace of marrying his own sister and committing incest, he was even less willing to accept being cuckolded—especially by that bastard Thousand Thief.

Yu Xiaogang's resentment +18000

Flender's resentment +15000

Liu Erlong's resentment +50000

Meanwhile—

Qian Xunji held Liu Erlong as they left the Small Chapel where Liu Erlong and Yu Xiaogang had been getting married. On the way back to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Qian Xunji suddenly heard soft sobbing from within his arms.

"Why are you crying, Er Long?" Qian Xunji asked with concern.

"You have no right to call me that. In this world, apart from Xiao Gang and Boss Flander, no one may call me that." Liu Erlong looked at Qian Xunji with venomous hatred. At this moment, she had completely cast off all her previous pretense.

Qian Xunji did not care at all about the hatred in Liu Erlong's eyes. He slapped her perky butt, which bounced enticingly beneath his palm. He had to admit, Xiao Gang really was blessed with women.

There had once been only those two, but now there was him as well. "Er Long, from now on, I'll be the husband you need to serve properly. Heh heh heh," Qian Xunji said with a wicked grin.

"My pure body will forever belong only to Xiao Gang. You want me to serve you? Dream on," Liu Erlong said resentfully.

"Oh, what a pity." Qian Xunji said regretfully, "Then I can only deal with Xiao Gang."

"Don't hurt Xiao Gang!" The hatred in Liu Erlong's eyes turned to panic, and she hurriedly spoke.

Qian Xunji looked troubled. "You neither plan to serve me properly nor allow me to crush Xiao Gang to death. You're really making things difficult for your husband, Er Long."

Liu Erlong's resentment +50000

"You..." Liu Erlong did not know what to say for a moment.

After a long while, Liu Erlong closed her eyes, and a glistening tear rolled down from the corner of her eye.

"I... I'll serve you properly. I only ask that you don't hurt Xiao Gang."

Liu Erlong's resentment +50000

My, my, what deep resentment. Unfortunately, the limit of Emotion Value Liu Erlong could provide was only fifty thousand. If only she had Tang San's luck.

Still, Qian Xunji looked over Liu Erlong's curvaceous body. Though she had a fiery temperament, he had to admit that she was a good car.

Though she was somewhat inferior to Bibi Dong, Liu Erlong was, after all, a new car.

Yu Luomian came forward and said to Qian Xunji, "Pope Your Majesty, we have arrived at the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

Qian Xunji looked at the valley before him. Thunder filled the gorge, and a towering clan stood within it.

So this was the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

The Old Dragon King, Yu Yuanzhen, was considered to be of Qian Xunji's generation. However, he was older and had reached the peak long ago, stuck at level 96. That was already his limit. In the original story, even decades later, after the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was destroyed, he was still only level 96.

"Pope Your Majesty, we can discuss the wedding arrangements in detail now."

"No rush. Let Er Long acknowledge her ancestors and return to the clan first," Qian Xunji said.

"W-what do you mean, acknowledge my ancestors and return to the clan?" Liu Erlong said in shock.

Yu Luomian explained, "Er Long, you are the daughter of me, Yu Luomian. Naturally, you must be entered into the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's genealogy. From now on, you will no longer be called Liu Erlong. You will be called Yu Erlong."