Yu Xiaogang Is Pressured, Yu Xiaotian Doesn't Know What's Good

Bibi Dong was the one who betrayed him first!

Why should he, the victim, grovel and beg for peace?

And he had to sell himself short?

Yu Xiaogang, with his pride, had never suffered such humiliation!

This was practically throwing his dignity on the ground and stomping on it!

And then spitting on it twice!

Where was the pride of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon family?!

Could it be that the number one Beast Martial Soul sect in the world could only survive through connections now?

He looked at his father, Yu Yuanzhen, on the main seat.

Hoping for a shred of support.

However, there was none.

Nothing at all.

Yu Yuanzhen merely cast a cold glance at him.

The meaning in his eyes was clear:

"Go. That's your only value now."

Yu Xiaogang's heart sank halfway.

So that's how it was.

In the face of family interests.

So-called father-son affection, so-called personal dignity!

Were nothing but trash that could be discarded at any time.

For the sake of the family...

No, to continue existing within this family.

He could only reluctantly agree.

"Okay... I'll go."

These two words were squeezed out through gritted teeth.

He thought viciously in his heart:

Bibi Dong, you're getting off easy!

Don't blame me for using you!

This is what you owe me!

And I'm sorry, Erlong!

For the greater good, I can only let you down for now.

I'm being forced, you'll understand, right?

Just as Yu Xiaogang was constantly trying to psych himself up.

Attempting to transform this shame into the tragic nobility of enduring humiliation.

The Heavenly Screen lit up again.

The image of "looking down on the continent side by side" struck his heart once more.

Looking at the radiant Yu Xiaotian!

Looking at Bibi Dong, whose eyes were full of starlight!

Yu Xiaogang completely broke down.

"Why?! Why is it Yu Xiaotian again?!"

He roared madly in his heart!

His face contorted with jealousy!

"Why is he always in the spotlight every time he appears?"

"While I'm the dark, ugly clown?"

"Forced by the family to beg like a dog!"

At the entrance of the great hall.

"Let me in! I want to see Xiaogang!"

Liu Erlong was blocked outside the door, anxious as a cat on a hot tin roof.

She had heard rumors that the family was forcing Xiaogang to go to Bibi Dong.

How could this be? Xiaogang was hers!

"The Sect Master has ordered that no one shall disturb the sect's important affairs!"

The guard's expression was blank, and he didn't budge an inch.

At this moment, a side door to the main hall opened.

Yu Luomian walked out, hands behind his back.

He looked at his illegitimate daughter.

There wasn't a shred of affection in his eyes, only sternness and calculation.

"Erlong, go back. This is no place for you to make a scene."

"But I need to see Xiaogang! I have something to tell him!"

"Father, didn't you say in your letter that you didn't oppose us contacting each other? Why have you changed your mind now?"

Liu Erlong shouted urgently, her voice filled with anger.

In her eyes, this was a crucial moment to win Yu Xiaogang's heart.

Not a minute could be wasted!

If Xiaogang went to Martial Soul City, it would be all over!

Yu Luomian snorted coldly:

"Circumstances have changed."

"Xiaogang is now shouldering a heavy responsibility for the sect."

"Why are you going to stir things up now? Can your petty romance compare to the lives of the entire clan?"

Liu Erlong didn't understand.

She truly didn't understand.

Why would the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon family, the most proud!

One of the Upper Three Sects with the strongest backbone!

Actually need to exchange Yu Xiaogang's dignity for the so-called peace that might be gained?

This simply didn't exist!

Peace was won with fists, not by a man fawning over others!

If Bibi Dong truly cared about Xiaogang, why would she have chosen to let go back then?

She was already the Pope now, with power over the world, who could stop her?

Why couldn't the family see this?

"I don't believe it! I want to hear it from Xiaogang's own mouth!"

Liu Erlong was absolutely furious.

Her Soul Power surged, wanting to force her way forward and question him.

Just then.

The main hall slowly opened.

Yu Xiaogang came out.

He lowered his head, his steps unsteady, his face pale and ashen.

Liu Erlong's eyes lit up, and just as she was about to call out:

"Xiaogang!"

Yu Xiaogang heard the voice and abruptly raised his head.

The moment he saw Liu Erlong, excitement and happiness flashed in his eyes.

But the next second.

He remembered the condition he had just promised his father.

To try and please Bibi Dong, to rekindle their old relationship.

If he got entangled with Erlong now, and it reached Martial Soul Hall…

Shame, guilt, and self-esteem instantly overwhelmed him.

Yu Xiaogang recoiled as if he had been electrocuted.

He sharply turned his face away.

He quickened his pace and strode towards his home.

Without even glancing at Liu Erlong.

Liu Erlong was stunned.

Her outstretched hand froze in mid-air.

Her face was deeply stung.

"Little Gang... why?"

The many elders at the entrance of the great hall watched this scene.

Some gloated, others shook their heads and sighed.

But not a single person spoke.

This was reality, this was profit.

And just then, the Heavenly Screen continued to refresh.

Liu Erlong stared blankly at the Heavenly Screen.

[White World]

[Chrysanthemum Douluo leads Yu Yuanzhen and Yu Xiaotian to the medicinal garden]

[The spiritual energy in Martial Soul Hall's medicinal garden is extremely dense]

[It is practically a sacred land that all Soul Masters on the continent dream of]

[At this moment, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan was walking cautiously in front]

[Although he wore his signature effeminate smile]

[his eyes were constantly and vigilantly fixed on the old man and the young boy behind him]

[Especially the eight-year-old child, Yu Xiaotian]

[Qian Xunji, to show his generosity, allowed Yu Xiaotian to pick a Holy Light Glazed Flower himself]

[Outside the medicinal garden, Qian Xunji stood with his hands behind his back]

[His voice traveled from afar through his Soul Power]

["Since it's a return gift for the Dragon Blood Pill, I naturally won't be stingy."]

[Qian Xunji wore a faint smile on his face]

[maintaining the Pope's dignity and magnanimity]

[In his eyes, although the child was smart, his knowledge was shallow and he wouldn't recognize true treasures]

[Yu Xiaotian smiled slightly]

[Although he didn't know how to pick the best light-attribute medicinal herb]

[Bibi Dong had told him]

[Before leaving the garden, Bibi Dong learned of Yu Xiaotian's needs and told him which few herbs had the best medicinal effects]

[The girl's voice seemed to still echo in his ears]

[A smile curved Yu Xiaotian's lips]

[What is this? This is charisma!]

[Who would have thought the Saintess would turn her elbow outwards and help an outsider fleece her own teacher]

[Thinking of this, Yu Xiaotian pretended to hesitate for a few moments]

[Yu Xiaotian did not head straight for the target]

[He walked around the medicinal garden]

[looking, occasionally squatting down to sniff, occasionally shaking his head]

[His demeanor was exactly that of a bumpkin who didn't know what to choose]

[Qian Xunji thought: A greedy child who wants the best]

[Suddenly, Yu Xiaotian stopped in front of a flower that didn't emit much light]

[It was the Holy Light Glazed Flower in the process of transformation]

[the most precious and potent one]

[Yu Xiaotian's eyes lit up, and he reached out his small hand as if to pluck it]

[Chrysanthemum Douluo couldn't help but feel a little nervous seeing Yu Xiaotian's action]

[This little ancestor]

[Yue Guan's orchid finger was about to crush]

[That was the auxiliary medicine Your Excellency the Pope had reserved]

[If this brat really took it, Your Excellency the Pope, though he wouldn't say it, would surely take it out on him later]

[Qian Xunji was also stunned, not expecting Yu Xiaotian to choose the most potent one]

[This kid's luck is so good]

[He picked the best one at first glance]

[Qian Xunji's smile froze on his face]

[He began to ponder: If he really took this one, should I find an excuse to swap it]

[It was embarrassing, but better than losing it entirely.]

[However, he soon breathed a sigh of relief.]

[Yu Xiaotian's hand stopped in mid-air.]

[Yu Xiaotian muttered that it wasn't bright enough and dismissively withdrew his hand.]

[Hoo]

[Qian Xunji and Chrysanthemum Douluo simultaneously let out a sigh of relief in their hearts.]

[Thank goodness, thank goodness he's just a foolish boy who doesn't know quality.]