Junior Sister Erlong Was Such a Genius—Following Yu Xiaoheng Was a Waste

Whispers rose across the stands.

"Liu Erlong? That wild girl who always followed Yu Xiaoheng around?"

"She spent all day with that good-for-nothing Yu Xiaoheng, doing business and Physical Training. What could she possibly amount to?"

"I'd say three or four levels of Soul Power would already be decent."

Countless gazes converged on the slender figure stepping forward.

Liu Erlong had delicate features, but her expression was exceptionally resolute.

Ignoring the surrounding chatter, she walked to the Dragon Pattern Stone Tablet, took a deep breath, and firmly pressed her pale little hand against it.

Buzz—!

A sight unlike anything seen before appeared.

What shot into the sky was no longer blue lightning.

Instead, it was a blaze of crimson-red Light Flame!

A gigantic dragon phantom, similar in shape to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon but engulfed entirely in raging flames, roared as it spiraled into the sky!

Scorching waves of air swept through the entire Martial Arts Arena!

The Deacon Elder's voice became shrill and distorted from overwhelming shock.

"Martial Soul, a Mutated Martial Soul... Fire Dragon!"

"Innate Soul Power... Level Eight!!!"

Level Eight!

Those two words exploded beside everyone's ears like thunder.

The entire Martial Arts Arena fell deathly silent.

Everyone's expressions froze.

The next moment, Mountain Calls and Sea Roars of astonished cries and cheers erupted!

"Level Eight! It's Level Eight Soul Power!"

"Heavens! How many years has it been since our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan produced a Level Eight genius?"

"This mutation... is a Benign Mutation!"

At the highest seat in the stands, Sect Master Yu Yuanzhen abruptly rose to his feet, his eyes flashing brightly.

Even the Elders who had been resting with their eyes closed suddenly opened them, staring fixedly at the Maiden in the arena.

The Sect Disciples who had just been pointing at Liu Erlong with disdain now wore nothing but wild delight and fawning smiles.

They swarmed toward her.

"Junior Sister Erlong! Congratulations! Congratulations!"

"I knew Junior Sister Erlong was exceptionally gifted!"

"Please take care of us in the future, Junior Sister Erlong!"

The girl who had once been looked down upon was now surrounded by the future hopes of the clan, the center of everyone's attention.

Liu Erlong was somewhat at a loss and instinctively began searching In the Crowd.

Her gaze swept through the surging sea of people, passing face after face that was excited, ingratiating, or reverent, yet she alone could not find that familiar, steady figure.

Surrounded by the crowd, the nervousness and excitement Liu Erlong had felt from being the center of attention quietly cooled.

A trace of sadness crept onto her delicate face.

She knew that without Brother Xiaoheng, there would never have been the person she was today.

It was Brother Xiaoheng who had brought her back to the clan from the Mud Pit.

It was Brother Xiaoheng who had taught her those strange yet effective methods of Physical Training.

At least half of this honor belonged to him.

But where was he?

In the shadows behind the stands, Yu Xiaoheng smiled.

It was not his usual calm smile, but a trembling smile as he covered his mouth!

It worked.

I did it!

Simple Physical Training, combined with stimulation from specific herbs, could truly maximize the potential of Martial Soul Awakening!

In the Original Work, Liu Erlong's Innate Soul Power had never been explicitly mentioned, but it was probably Level Seven.

Now, however, it was Level Eight!

It was only a difference of one level, yet it was the difference between heaven and earth!

Beside him, Bibi Dong watched the smile on his face, and her violet eyes curved into crescents as well.

She did not understand those complicated Martial Soul Theory concepts, nor did she understand what The Noise Below truly meant.

She only knew that Brother Xiaoheng was smiling, so she should be happy too.

Her smile carried a hint of cautious eagerness to please, as well as a kind of humility.

That look stirred Yu Xiaoheng's heart, leaving him somewhat helpless.

He was just about to tell Bibi Dong that she did not need to be like this...

But then, the warmth brought by the success of his experiment was swiftly replaced by the calmness of someone who had lived two lives.

Wait a minute.

Bibi Dong...

In the Original Work, why was she so devoted to that Martial Soul Theory Master Yu Xiaogang that even after Qian Xunji hurt her so badly, he remained her only thought?

Lack of love.

An extreme lack of love had left her personality incomplete.

Whoever gave her a glimmer of light in her loneliest and most helpless moment, she would cling to them like a drowning person clutching a lifeline.

What was I doing now?

Comforting her? Teaching her self-respect and self-love?

Wouldn't that be personally raising the Hell Difficulty of winning her over in the future?

I pity her? Twin Martial Souls? Innate Full Soul Power?

Then who would pity me, the Unlucky Guy who transmigrated into Yu Xiaogang's Brother and was about to awaken Luo Sanpao?

Thoughts raced through Yu Xiaoheng's mind, but in the end, he said nothing.

He merely turned toward Bibi Dong and gave her another gentle smile.

That smile contained no words, yet it was an acknowledgment, an affirmation.

Bibi Dong's heart was instantly wrapped in a Warm Current.

She nodded hard, her Small Face brimming with joy.

Brother Xiaoheng is so wonderful!

At the highest point of the Martial Arts Arena.

Sect Master Yu Yuanzhen gazed at the slender figure in the arena, surrounded as if by countless stars, and his expression changed.

Mutated Fire Dragon Martial Soul, Innate Level Eight Soul Power.

Such a genius being assigned as Yu Xiaoheng's Guard?

What a waste!

Yu Yuanzhen felt that since the clan itself could protect Yu Xiaoheng, Second Dragon did not necessarily have to follow his Eldest Son.

His gaze slowly shifted and fell upon Yu Xiaogang at his side.

"Xiao Gang."

Yu Yuanzhen's voice was deep and powerful.

"Father."

Yu Xiaogang answered respectfully.

"Liu Erlong possesses Outstanding Talent," Yu Yuanzhen said slowly. "Following Xiaoheng is a waste."

Yu Xiaogang's heart leaped violently, joy erupting through his entire body like a Volcanic Eruption!

A trace of perfectly timed reluctance appeared on his face.

"Father, Second Dragon... has always had a good relationship with Elder Brother."

"That was before," Yu Yuanzhen said indifferently. "Times Have Changed. You are the clan's future Heir. With talent like hers, only by following you can she bring out her greatest value."

Yu Xiaogang was already Laughing Madly inside, but he still put on a show of hesitation.

"But Elder Brother's side..."

"I will speak with him."

Yu Yuanzhen made the final decision.

"Your son... obeys."

Yu Xiaogang lowered his head deeply, concealing the smile at the Corner of the Mouth.

It worked!

I did it too!

Hmm...

Why did I say 'too'?

He laughed wildly in his heart.

Yu Xiaoheng, my dear Brother, did you see that?

In this world, talent is king in the end!

You like engaging in that lowly business, and you like doing all that useless Physical Training. What use is any of it?

In the end, even Liu Erlong, the person closest to you, will follow me!

At this moment, the faint dissatisfaction Yu Xiaogang had once held toward Yu Xiaoheng completely vanished.

Because Yu Xiaoheng no longer posed any threat to him.

Don't worry, Elder Brother.

Yu Xiaogang silently swore.

I'm taking your woman, but I'll protect you well for the rest of my life.