Returning to the clan, the towering dragon-head gate cast long shadows beneath the setting sun.
The dust and hardship of the journey had done nothing to diminish the excitement on the disciples' faces.
Everyone went their separate ways and settled in according to order.
After resting for half a day, Yu Xiaoheng headed straight into the depths of the clan, toward the Sect Master's Hall that symbolized authority.
He needed to find Yu Yuanzhen.
Tempering his body in the Thunder Pool was the highest priority right now. It had to continue without interruption.
He wanted to further temper the Thunder Marks within his body and squeeze the potential of the Golden Holy Dragon to its utmost limit.
The Sect Master's study.
Sandalwood incense curled through the air, dispelling a trace of chill.
When Yu Xiaoheng pushed open the door, he saw Yu Yuanzhen seated behind a broad wooden desk carved with dragon patterns. His brows were tightly furrowed, and his fingers lightly tapped the desktop, producing a series of dull sounds.
A document lay spread out before him.
A sigh escaped the lips of this Titled Douluo.
Yu Xiaoheng walked over.
"Father, what happened?"
Yu Yuanzhen looked up. Seeing that it was his son, his tightly drawn brows relaxed slightly.
He did not hide anything and pushed the document before him toward Yu Xiaoheng.
"Take a look."
Yu Xiaoheng swept his gaze over it. It recorded the recent state of two academies.
Blue Tyrant Academy and Lightning Academy.
"Blue Tyrant Academy is the foundation through which our clan recruits commoner soul masters." Yu Yuanzhen's voice was heavy.
"You know as well that compared to the Clear Sky Sect's isolation and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's marriage-alliance strategy, our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan is the most welcoming toward talented commoners joining us."
"First, the characteristics of Dragon-type Spirits make it easier for powerful Mutated Spirits to emerge when our Martial Souls combine with others."
"Second, it allows us to continuously replenish the clan with fresh blood, rather than becoming stagnant and closed off."
At this point, Yu Yuanzhen paused and tapped the other side of the document with his fingertip.
"And Lightning Academy is equally important to us."
"Our clan has always supported this academy from behind the scenes. Its essence is a tool for Blue Lightning to gain authority throughout the field of Thunder-attribute Martial Souls, control soul masters of this type, and expand the clan's influence through them."
His tone shifted, becoming grave.
"However, before your generation and Xiaogang's, the clan's direct descendants were mostly in a lull."
"And over these past years, we really have been suppressed rather badly by the Clear Sky Sect across the continent."
A trace of unwillingness flashed through his eyes.
"The clan's main efforts were focused on recruiting commoner soul masters through Blue Tyrant Academy, so naturally, less was invested in Lightning Academy."
"As one rose, the other fell, and its influence declined along with it."
"For example, in the internal Exchange Competitions between Lightning Academy and the other Four Element Academies, among soul masters your age, those around Level 20 or 30, Lightning Academy's rankings have never looked very good."
Yu Yuanzhen's tone carried a hint of helplessness.
But soon, he looked at Yu Xiaoheng, and bold confidence rose in his eyes.
"But it doesn't matter."
"Because your generation, Xiao Heng, is invincible. Not to mention Erlong is there as well."
"Once you grow for a few more years, your talent and strength will be enough to suppress all opposition."
"When that time comes, no matter how lacking Lightning Academy's influence was before, with the two of you as its golden banners, there will be nothing to fear."
"A temporary decline is nothing."
Yu Yuanzhen's words were filled with absolute confidence in his son.
After hearing this, Yu Xiaoheng's brow twitched slightly.
He thought of something else.
He raised his head and met his father's gaze.
"Father, I want to participate in the Exchange Competition between the Four Element Academies."
Yu Yuanzhen was startled.
Yu Xiaoheng continued, "Have the Four Element Academies organize one immediately. I want to compete."
"Why?" Yu Yuanzhen asked. "With your current strength, you're still a little short of being able to participate in that level of competition. Wouldn't it be better to arrange it after you reach Level 20?"
"It has a purpose," Yu Xiaoheng said. "My target is someone from Skywater Academy."
"Skywater Academy?"
"Yes." Yu Xiaoheng nodded. "For my Martial Soul Evolution, I need more than lightning. I also need to fuse with ice."
"Later on, I'll also need the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well."
The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well?
What was that?
Yu Yuanzhen was somewhat puzzled.
Yu Xiaoheng had nothing to hide from his father, so he attributed it to their ancestors and explained his earlier ideas regarding Martial Soul Evolution.
After he finished speaking.
Yu Yuanzhen's breathing stopped for an instant.
This concerned his son's Martial Soul Evolution!
It was already the clan's highest-priority matter!
He instantly understood Yu Xiaoheng's intentions.
Yu Yuanzhen abruptly rose to his feet.
"Good!"
"I'll immediately gather all the elders to discuss this matter! It's only an Exchange Competition. Skywater Academy has no reason to refuse!"
"As for the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well..." Dragon's Might blazed in Yu Yuanzhen's eyes. "I'll immediately send people to turn Sunset Forest upside down!"
"A carpet search!"
"I refuse to believe we can't find a trace of it!"
There was a domineering force in his voice.
Dugu Bo's green-faced visage flashed through Yu Xiaoheng's mind.
He did not know whether Old Poison had found the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well at this point in time.
But it did not matter.
Even if he had found it, he would still have to hand it over.
As for those plots in fan novels from his previous life, where the protagonist had to go to great lengths to cure Old Poison in exchange for Immortal Herbs...
Yu Xiaoheng felt no ripple in his heart.
He had neither the ability nor the leisure for that.
Just take it. That was all.
A Titled Douluo—or more likely a Spirit Douluo who had not yet broken through to become a Title Douluo—was not qualified to make the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan lower its head.
Yu Yuanzhen paced back and forth twice, clearly planning for his son's future as well.
He stopped and said, "My original arrangement was for you to go to Blue Tyrant Academy and cultivate alongside Erlong. You siblings could look after one another."
"But now..."
"Since you have already set your sights on Skywater Academy, your father will create the best opportunity for you."
"Go to Lightning Academy first and study there temporarily."
"Don't worry. You are the Blue Lightning Young Sect Master. In the future, you will certainly take charge of Blue Tyrant Academy. This temporary enrollment is merely an arrangement to let you come into contact with Skywater Academy."
"Once the Exchange Competition is over, you can return whenever you wish."
"Alright." Yu Xiaoheng agreed decisively.
"Before you go, make preparations," Yu Yuanzhen said. "Take her with you as well. It will also help carry out your plan."
The corners of Yu Xiaoheng's lips lifted slightly.
He knew whom his father meant.
The clan dungeon.
It was dark and damp here, and the air was filled with the mingled stench of moss and mildew.
Torches burned along the stone walls, crackling softly as their dim yellow light barely pushed back the darkness in the depths.
Drip, drip, drip.
Water droplets fell from the stone ceiling and struck the puddles below, the only sound in this dead silence.
In the prison cell at the deepest part of the dungeon.
A slender figure was curled up on a pile of dry straw in the corner.
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