Uncle Was Stunned; Xiaogang Suggested Absorbing an One Thousand Eight Hundred Year Soul Ring!

[Inside the Council Hall.]

[Yu Yuanzhen sat high in the seat of honor, but unlike usual, he did not address him as "second brother."]

[Businesslike and stern, his tone carried unquestionable authority. "Elder Yu Luomian."]

[That distant form of address made Yu Luomian feel a tightness in his chest.]

[His old face flushed the color of pig liver. He felt utterly aggrieved, yet he had no way to refute it.]

[After all, when the Three-Year Agreement had been made, he had vehemently opposed allocating the clan's resources to Yu Xiaotian.]

[He had even publicly cursed Yu Xiaotian as trash, enraging Yu Yuanzhen so much that he smashed an entire rosewood table on the spot.]

[Now, reality had dealt him a resounding slap across the face.]

[Not only was Yu Xiaotian not useless, but within three years, he had completely resolved the flaws of his useless martial soul and cultivated his Soul Power to level twenty!]

[It was practically rubbing his old face against the ground, producing one loud smack after another.]

[At this point, the tide had turned.]

[All the clan elders silently stood on Yu Xiaotian's side.]

[They watched Yu Luomian with the eyes one used to look at someone making an unreasonable fuss.]

[Only Yu Luomian was still making one last desperate struggle.]

[He gritted his teeth and forced himself to say:]

["Although Xiaotian has reached level twenty, he has yet to obtain his second soul ring! The three-year deadline has not truly ended!"]

["If he merely absorbs some random Soul Ring to make up the numbers in order to win the wager on time—"]

["Then I absolutely will not acknowledge it!"]

[As he spoke, he seemed to have seized his final lifeline.]

["If Xiaotian can successfully obtain a truly high-quality second soul ring, then I will fully