It's You, Yu Yuanzhen

Afternoon.

Inside an antique room.

Bai Wanwan, who had been sound asleep, slowly opened her eyes. After stretching her waist, she sat up from the bed.

Looking at Qian Renxue, who was still condensing her Soul Core, Bai Wanwan pulled the blanket around herself with one hand while propping up her head with the other, wearing a thoughtful expression.

There was currently nothing urgent to deal with, nor anything that absolutely had to be handled. Moreover, ever since leaving the Star Dou Great Forest, her strength had undergone a qualitative leap. So, Bai Wanwan now wanted to find someone to spar with.

But if she wanted someone to spar with, it definitely could not be one of her own people.

Although there were several Titled Douluo in the King's Mansion, if she asked them to spar, people like Guibao and Moxiong would certainly have reservations because of her status. They might even hold back considerably.

That would not only be boring, but would bring no benefit either.

It would be even better if she could gain something while sparring.

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"

"Probably not. Ning Fengzhi is an old fox, far too shrewd. It seems a little difficult to get any benefits out of him. Not only would I have to fight, I'd have to outwit Ning Fengzhi too."

"Other than the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the other clans..."

Bai Wanwan pondered silently, but her Azure Blue eyes gradually brightened.

She really did think of someone she could spar with while also extorting a few benefits from: Yu Yuanzhen of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

The people of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan generally all had the same flaw: arrogance. They took pride in their Martial Souls and had carved that pride deep into their bones.

And this flaw was particularly obvious in Yu Yuanzhen.

So, if she started from that angle, Bai Wanwan felt there was a good chance she could get some benefits from Yu Yuanzhen. At the very least, the odds were much higher than getting anything from Ning Fengzhi.

As for sparring alone, Bai Wanwan felt she also held a great advantage against Yu Yuanzhen.

After all, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul was, at most, merely a draconic subspecies. Her Water Dragon King Spirit, on the other hand, was a pure-blooded Dragon Clan Martial Soul. Even across the entire continent, there was no existence purer than her—at most, there might be someone on equal footing.

If she faced Yu Yuanzhen, he would naturally be suppressed. As one side waned and the other waxed, her advantage would naturally emerge.

"It's you, Yu Yuanzhen."

Bai Wanwan lightly snapped her fingers, threw off the blanket, and began getting dressed.

After putting on her clothes neatly, Bai Wanwan looked at Qian Renxue, who was condensing her Soul Core. She quietly kissed her on the cheek, then stepped out of the room.

After leaving the room, Bai Wanwan found Guibao and Moxiong in the residence. After informing them, she brought them out of the estate and headed toward the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Inside the imposing, solemn main hall.

Yu Yuanzhen was seated in the seat of honor, resting his head on one hand with his eyes closed. Upon sensing someone enter the hall, he slowly opened his eyes.

"Clan Head, Canglan King has come to visit."

A disciple dressed in the robes of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan reported to Yu Yuanzhen.

"Cang Lan?"

Yu Yuanzhen's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly. But after thinking for only a moment, he waved his hand. "Invite her in."

"Yes, Clan Head."

The disciple answered and withdrew.

As Yu Yuanzhen watched the departing disciple, a faintly contemplative look appeared in his eyes.

He could not quite understand why Bai Wanwan had come to visit.

After all, there had been no dealings between the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and the King's Mansion. Their only interaction had been over the matter of the Strength Clan.

But in the matter of the Strength Clan, Bai Wanwan had not given him any face at all. Still, he had nothing to say about that. With five Titled Douluo standing there at the time, it was normal that she did not give him face.

And it was not just him. Bai Wanwan had not given Tang Xiao any face either. She had even severely injured Tang Xiao and made him and the Clear Sky Sect pay compensation.

After pondering silently for a while without reaching any conclusion, Yu Yuanzhen turned his gaze toward the hall entrance and quietly waited for Bai Wanwan's arrival.

Though he did not know why Bai Wanwan had suddenly come to visit, there was one thing he could be certain of: she would not come without a reason. Her visit definitely meant something was up.

Soon, footsteps sounded at the entrance.

The figures of Bai Wanwan, Guibao, and Moxiong entered Yu Yuanzhen's sight.

Seeing Yu Yuanzhen seated in the place of honor, Bai Wanwan revealed a friendly smile. She quickly took several steps forward and placed the gift box she was carrying onto the table beside Yu Yuanzhen.

"Clan Head Yu, I happened to try these pastries before and thought they tasted quite good, so I brought some for you to try."

As Bai Wanwan spoke, she sat down in the guest seat on the left.

Guibao and Moxiong stood behind her, one to each side, without saying a word.

Yu Yuanzhen looked at the gift box before him, then at Bai Wanwan's friendly smile. Instinctively, his heart rose with a measure of wariness.

Something was off.

The situation before him was ninety-nine percent suspicious. The remaining one percent was that it was definitely suspicious.

"Your Highness Canglan, you are too courteous."

"May I ask whether Your Highness has some matter to discuss during this visit?"

Yu Yuanzhen asked in a gentle tone.

Though he instinctively felt that something was amiss, Bai Wanwan had not only been polite but had also brought him a gift right away. If he still kept a stern face, it would somewhat diminish his bearing as an elder and clan head.

"To be honest, Clan Head Yu, I really do have a small matter this time."

"Clan Head Yu should be able to tell that my strength has made a small breakthrough. My Martial Soul also happens to be a Dragon Type Spirit, so I would like to ask Clan Head Yu for some guidance."

"Although I know that Clan Head Yu, the renowned Thunder Douluo and the head of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, would certainly not refuse, I could hardly come visiting empty-handed. So I prepared a box of pastries as a small token of my sincerity."

Bai Wanwan smiled and looked toward the gift box before Yu Yuanzhen.

Although the gift box was exquisitely made, the pastries inside had come from a roadside stall and had cost a full five Silver Soul Coins.

The pastries were not worth much, but as long as they conveyed her sincerity, that was enough.

"Your Highness Canglan, reaching the rank of a seven-ring Soul Saint at such a young age—such talent would be as rare as a phoenix feather even across the entire continent."

"As for offering some guidance, that naturally poses no problem."

Yu Yuanzhen lightly tapped the armrest of his chair with his fingertips and agreed readily.

In his view, giving Bai Wanwan a few pointers was no major matter at all.