Yu Xiaotian Disciplines Yu Luomian, Soul Power Rises Again!

Yu Luomian forced a smile. "Xiaotian, why do you call me Second Uncle?"

"I've used up a lot of my Soul Power absorbing the Devouring Dragon's Soul Ring just now."

Yu Xiaotian looked at him with a half-smile.

He extended his fair, tender little hand.

"I heard Second Uncle acquired a Thunder Source Crystal at an auction a few days ago?"

Yu Luomian's heart skipped a beat. How did this brat know?!

That was a good item for tempering the physique!

It could increase Soul Power without side effects and purify lightning attributes!

"This..." Yu Luomian was about to make an excuse to refuse.

"Xiaotian, that item has a potent medicinal effect, and you're still young..."

He looked at Yu Yuanzhen, but Yu Yuanzhen remained silent.

Behind Yu Xiaotian, the young Golden Sacred Dragon whined.

The Three-Eyed Demon looked very displeased. With it here, what couldn't be devoured!

Yu Luomian looked at the golden dragon, and his last shred of hope was extinguished.

This was naked blackmail. If he didn't hand it over now, he'd probably have to pay ten or even a hundred times more later!

He gritted his teeth, his heart bleeding.

From his storage Soul Tool, he took out a crystal box that shimmered with purple light.

"Xiaotian, you are the Kirin Child of our clan. Only you are worthy of such a treasure!"

These words were incredibly humble, his face slapped but still smiling!

"Second Uncle understands the greater good. Xiaotian remembers this."

"I will not fail the Three-Year Agreement!"

Yu Xiaotian took the Thunder Source Crystal without any pleasantries.

In front of everyone, he directly crushed the priceless crystal!

Crack!

The potent power of the lightning origin instantly erupted.

If an ordinary person dared to do this, they would have exploded long ago.

But the young Golden Sacred Dragon behind Yu Xiaotian opened its mouth and inhaled.

The lightning energy was instantly devoured.

Transformed by a Soul Skill, it became the gentlest and purest Soul Power, injecting itself into Yu Xiaotian's body.

Yu Xiaotian's aura surged again!

His Soul Power, which had just stabilized at level 13, actually broke through once more at this moment!

Level 14!

Seven years old, level 14 Soul Master!

"Hoo..."

Yu Xiaotian exhaled a breath of turbid air, his eyes shining brightly as he felt the power surging within him.

"Thank you for your gift, Second Uncle."

Yu Luomian sat down on the ground, wanting to cry but having no tears.

He lost his wife and his soldiers! Not only was his face slapped, but he also funded the enemy!

This was simply killing him with a single blow!

Yu Yuanzhen saw this and was overjoyed. His son had the potential to be a clan leader!

"Domineering, decisive, and knows how to use pressure."

"This is what the future clan leader of our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan should look like!"

As for Yu Xiaogang, he admired his brother's dominance even more.

"Brother is so cool! I want to be like him when I grow up!"

As for the other elders, their expressions were complicated.

With Yu Xiaotian, this monstrous talent, appearing in the direct lineage of the clan leader, their position would be unshakeable for the next fifty years.

Their power as elders would likely begin to shrink.

White World.

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Yu Tianxin looked at his grandfather, Yu Luomian, who was basking in the sun, with a strange expression:

"Grandpa, why do you keep throwing yourself at Uncle Xiaotian's spear tip every day!"

Yu Luomian, with his white beard.

Had long lost the ferocity of his past.

Now he had a look of utter resignation.

Hearing his grandson's words, he coughed twice and spouted nonsense with a straight face:

"Cough, cough! What do you know!"

"It's not like I, your grandpa, haven't contributed to Uncle Yu Xiaotian reaching this point!"

"I'm tempering him! And providing resources to help him break through!"

Yu Tianxin was skeptical.

"Is that so? Why is it that all I see is you making a fool of yourself and playing the villain, only to be pinned to the ground and dominated by Uncle Xiaotian?"

Back mountain.

Yu Yuanzhen looked at Yu Xiaotian and said earnestly:

"Xiaotian, when exactly do you plan to take over?"

"I should be enjoying the joy of family by now. How much longer will you push back the position of Sect Master?"

He had always groomed Yu Xiaotian as his successor.

But this kid always found excuses to delay!

Yu Xiaotian coughed awkwardly:

"Isn't it because Father is still strong and healthy!"

"I think you can kill a Titled Douluo with one punch."

"Just do it for a few more years!"

"I'll definitely take over!"

Yu Yuanzhen:...

"Get lost! You said the same thing a year ago!"

Suddenly, Yu Yuanzhen seemed to recall something and stared suspiciously at his son:

"After another year, you won't have become a god, will you?"

Yu Xiaotian's expression stiffened, and he said seriously:

"How could that be!"

"Am I, Yu Xiaotian, that kind of person?"

Damn it, the old man's intuition is too accurate. I need to prepare to run.

Bibi Dong saw this scene.

She couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle, her eyes full of tenderness.

This troublesome guy was still so fond of slacking off.

Even a Limit Douluo was still human!

What she liked was not just Yu Xiaotian's strength, but also his unique personal charm.

Black World.

Heaven Dou City.

Passersby couldn't help but discuss:

"Tsk, look at Yu Xiaotian. At seven years old, he knows how to use resources and exudes dominance. He even dares to suppress his own uncle!"

"Then look at our Yu Xiaogang... Sigh, it's like comparing goods, one is thrown away, and people die when compared to others."

"If I could live like Yu Xiaotian, I'd be willing to live for a few hundred more years!"

"You want both? You've got no shame!"

Shrek Academy.

Tang San and the others looked at the seven-year-old Yu Xiaotian's domineering nature with great admiration.

Tang San clenched his fist and thought to himself:

"Yu Xiaotian from that world is so powerful."

"Teacher, who also possesses the Three-Eyed Demon Martial Soul, must have gained importance after returning to the family, right?"

"After all, Teacher's theories are invincible, and with the family's resources, breaking through level 30 should be no problem!"

However, reality was often crueler than imagination.

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, back mountain library.

The place was deserted, with only a few servants cleaning.

Yu Xiaogang wore a dusty grey robe.

He held a feather duster in his hand.

Ever since that incident where Three-Eyed Demon chewed on wood, he had been stripped of all privileges.

Not only were his resources gone.

Even Yu Luomian, who had originally promised him support.

Cut ties with him immediately.

He learned that Yu Luomian had taken his resources to give to Yu Tianxin, filling him with even more dissatisfaction.

He had intended to relax and be a librarian; it was a leisurely job.

Whenever young clan members came to borrow books, someone would always want to ask him for advice.

He had wanted to indulge his desire to be a teacher!

But as soon as the young people knew he was Yu Xiaogang, they immediately avoided him like the plague, as if he were a harbinger of bad luck!

"Hurry up, hurry up, don't get cursed."

"I heard that if you listen to his theories, your Martial Soul will mutate into a pig..."

"Shh! Don't say that, be careful he unleashes Three-Eyed Demon to bite your book!"

These whispers stabbed Yu Xiaogang's heart like knives.

Yu Xiaogang slumped onto the steps at the entrance of the library.

He looked at the proud and admired Yu Xiaotian on the white world's sky screen.

"Am I really only fit to be a waste?"

Just as he was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

The scene on the sky screen shifted again.

[White World]

[Martial Soul Hall]

[Saintess Bibi Dong was sitting by the window.]

[She held an exquisite soul tool pen in her hand, writing something on a piece of letter paper.]

[The letterhead was clearly visible.]

[To Xiaotian]

Seeing this scene, Yu Xiaogang in the black world was instantly stunned!

The feather duster in his hand fell to the ground with a "clatter."

When did Bibi Dong start writing a letter to Yu Xiaotian?