Success at Once

Salas's words lingered in Yu Xiaowei's mind, impossible to shake away.

If such a threat had come from anyone else, Yu Xiaowei would never have believed it.

But coming from Salas's mouth...

It was hard not to believe.

After all, the biggest flaw of that Honey Badger Martial Soul of his was its stubbornness. It simply did not understand subtlety, schemes, or conspiracies.

"Bibi Dong is probably purging dissidents and consolidating Spirit Hall."

Yu Xiaowei had gleaned some very troubling news from Salas's words.

That crazy woman Bibi Dong might already believe that Yu Xiaogang's current circumstances had been caused by the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

He had no idea how far her Rakshasa God's Trial had progressed. As the divine trial continued, her mind would be increasingly affected by the Rakshasa God.

Her obsession with destroying the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan would only grow deeper.

Once Spirit Hall finished consolidating itself, they would likely make their move.

"What if I tie up Yu Xiaogang, feed him some I Love a Piece of Wood, then send him to Bibi Dong's bed?"

The moment that thought surfaced, Yu Xiaowei dismissed it.

Women in love had broken brains.

If he really did that, Bibi Dong's first reaction would definitely be: How had Yu Xiaogang been bullied by the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan again?

Then Yu Luomian could collect his corpse.

"What about ruining Yu Xiaogang's reputation?"

After thinking it over, Yu Xiaowei still shook his head.

It would be easy to utterly disgrace that thing, but Bibi Dong would not buy it.

In her eyes, Yu Xiaogang would always be the sunny, handsome Grandmaster from back then. She simply would not care what kind of freak he truly was.

"Faced with an opponent this impervious to reason, do I really have to wait until I become a god before I can deal with Spirit Hall?"

No matter how he thought about it, he could not come up with a good solution. Yu Xiaowei's head was starting to ache.

"I should focus on the immediate crisis first. What a pity—after Level 95, advancement is no longer a simple matter of accumulating Soul Power. It depends on one's personal enlightenment."

Everyone stuck at Level 95 had already reached the limit of Level 95 Soul Power. What they lacked was that single flash of insight.

No one could help with that.

So getting Yu Yuanzhen above Level 97 within a mere seven years was simply impossible.

Otherwise, with the sheer power of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul and Ning Fengzhi's enhancement, Level 97 Yu Yuanzhen could even contend with Golden Crocodile.

The clan would also have far greater confidence.

The greatest shortcut at present was still for him to undergo the Sea God's Trial and obtain a divine position. With a god-level Godzilla Martial Soul, he would have nothing to fear from Spirit Hall's two gods.

Two days later.

An elderly couple arrived in the town with a young, beautiful girl.

The moment they entered town, the tall, thin old man stroked the girl's head and said fondly.

"Yiran, let's rest for the night first. Tomorrow morning, your grandmother and I will take you to find a suitable Soul Beast."

The girl hugged the old man's arm with both hands and said sweetly.

"Thank you, Grandpa."

"You ungrateful girl. Your grandmother came with you too, so why are you only thanking your grandfather?"

The old woman poked the girl's forehead and gave a deliberately displeased snort.

The girl hurriedly freed one hand and linked it around the old woman's arm, giggling.

"Thank you, Grandpa and Grandma."

As they walked along, bursts of silver-bell laughter trailed behind them.

After dinner, the three went to the largest hotel in town and booked two rooms.

Just as they were preparing to rest, someone knocked on the door.

The old man's expression darkened as he barked.

"Who is it?"

"The Young Sect Master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has come to pay respects to the Peerless Dragon Snake seniors."

"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!?"

Meng Shu's expression turned strange, and he deeply doubted the identity of the person outside.

The Meng Family had never had any dealings with the Upper Three Sects. Why had someone claiming to be the young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan suddenly appeared? And his voice sounded rather young.

Meng Shu shot Chao Tianxiang a look, telling her to protect Meng Yiran, who had not yet returned to her room, behind her.

Then, he summoned his Dragon Head Cane Martial Soul and cautiously waved toward the door.

As Yu Xiaowei waited quietly outside, he saw the door open and smiled as he raised the token in his hand.

Upon seeing the six emblems on the token, along with the dragon-shaped emblem at its center representing the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Meng Shu cried out in surprise.

"The Heaven Dou Six Emperors Plate!?"

Meng Shu immediately ceased to doubt him. There were only six of these in existence. Apart from the three Titled Douluo of Spirit Hall, only the sect masters of the Upper Three Sects possessed one each.

Since this person held Yu Yuanzhen's token, then his claim of being the Young Sect Master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had to be true.

As for the possibility that the token in Yu Xiaowei's hand was fake, Meng Shu dismissed it outright.

If a Soul Douluo lacked even this much discernment, then he had lived in vain.

"Young Sect Master, please come in."

Even Meng Shu's tone had changed.

Thunderbolt Douluo Yu Yuanzhen was renowned far and wide. The young master of his clan would be treated as an honored guest wherever he went and could not be slighted.

Yu Xiaowei smiled and put away the Pontiff's Decree in his hand.

Two days earlier, after Salas had threatened him, Yu Xiaomeng, who was responsible for protecting him, had revealed himself and handed him this Pontiff's Decree belonging to Yu Yuanzhen.

Otherwise, winning the trust of the Dragon Snake Couple would have required considerably more effort.

Meng Shu had already put away his Dragon Head Cane. After all, they were inside a hotel room, and his cane had been pressed right up against the ceiling.

Seeing her husband do so, Chao Tianxiang also lowered her guard and smilingly told Meng Yiran to make tea.

Once Yu Xiaowei had taken his seat, Meng Shu asked with a smile.

"May I ask why the Young Sect Master has come looking for my wife and me?"

Yu Xiaowei did not beat around the bush and went straight to the point.

"Our Sect Master hopes that the Meng Family can become an affiliated clan of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

The moment those words came out, Meng Shu and Chao Tianxiang's pupils abruptly contracted.

Before they could speak, the hot-blooded Meng Yiran angrily rebuked him.

"Even if your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan is one of the Upper Three Sects, don't even think of forcing the Meng Family to become your affiliate."

Yu Xiaowei did not grow impatient after hearing Meng Yiran's words. He calmly sipped his tea and looked at Meng Shu, whose expression kept shifting.

Chao Tianxiang was also looking at Meng Shu.

Meng Yiran, who had still been scolding Yu Xiaowei, suddenly realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere. After looking to either side, she stopped speaking.

All three gazes fell upon Meng Shu, waiting for him to speak.

After a long while, Meng Shu stared intently at Yu Xiaowei and asked.

"What does the Meng Family gain from this?"

"Grandpa!"

Meng Yiran called out anxiously to Meng Shu, but Chao Tianxiang pulled her aside and signaled for her to stay quiet.

Yu Xiaowei, who had long since prepared for this, smiled.

"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan will provide you with protection and guarantee that we will not abandon our affiliates like the Clear Sky Sect did."

"We will provide your clan with territory, at the very least more fertile than the land your Meng Family currently possesses."

"We will also open the clan's Soul Beast forest to you."

"As for cultivation resources, this is not the place to discuss them. We will need to return to the sect to negotiate."

"But I can guarantee that you will receive no less than the cultivation resources your Meng Family currently has—only more."

At this point, he paused and pointed at Meng Yiran.

"She can also study at Blue Tyrant Academy."

As Meng Shu listened to the earlier terms, his tightly furrowed brows had gradually relaxed.

But when he heard that Meng Yiran could attend Blue Tyrant Academy, his brows furrowed once again.

"Blue Tyrant Academy? What kind of academy is that? I've never heard of it."

"An academy jointly sponsored by the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. It also comes with three Poison Douluo Dugu Bo lessons per week."

"Poison Douluo!?"

The grandfather, grandmother, and granddaughter in the room all cried out in alarm.

Meng Shu looked eagerly at Yu Xiaowei and pressed him excitedly.

"This academy actually has a Titled Douluo as a teacher?"

"Young Sect Master, you must not deceive this old man!"

Yu Xiaowei smiled, took out a letter from his Soul Tool, and handed it to Meng Shu.

"Senior Meng, words alone are not proof. This is my token of trust. Once you have finished your business here, you may first go to Heaven Dou City and see the sincerity of our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan for yourself."

"Today, I have merely come to settle the preliminary matters with you. The specific details will still depend on the sect's decisions."

"You need not worry that I am deceiving you. You may confirm everything with the sect before making your final decision."

"As for whether Blue Tyrant Academy truly has a Titled Douluo serving as a teacher, you will know once you ask."

After solemnly storing Yu Xiaowei's letter in his Soul Tool, Meng Shu burst into hearty laughter and stretched out his hand to clap palms with Yu Xiaowei three times.

"Then this old man looks forward to cooperating with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

"Senior, I'll see you in Heaven Dou City."

"Heaven Dou City, then."