A Title Douluo Personally Escorted Him?

The moment Rou'er saw him, her eyes lit up, and she immediately hurried over excitedly.

She snatched the jug of Carrot Juice, tipped back her head, and gulped down several large mouthfuls, her face full of satisfaction.

After drinking, she raised her hand and slapped Yu Xiaoheng on the shoulder with a bang.

"Xiaoheng, you truly are my good brother!"

"I never thought that even while trapped in this dungeon, I'd still get to taste such a delicacy!"

Rou'er grinned, revealing a pair of adorable little rabbit teeth.

"Don't worry. From now on, whenever I get meat, I'll let you take the first two bites. I'll just have the soup!"

After all, she was a Soft Bone Rabbit and had never been particularly interested in meat. She was merely joking around, trying to sound bold and grand.

The corner of Yu Xiaoheng's mouth twitched. He replied helplessly, "Alright, alright. As long as you're happy."

He then turned serious. "I need to tell you something important. I can finally take you away."

"I'm about to head to Thunder Academy, and I can bring you out with me. That way, once you're no longer inside the clan, they won't be able to do anything to you."

"I kept you in the dungeon before to keep you from being exposed, so that even more people wouldn't covet your looks."

Hearing that, Rou'er immediately nodded heavily.

"Ah, good brother, you really are thoughtful!"

"My brain definitely isn't as quick as yours. From now on, I'll really have to rely on you to make the decisions whenever something happens."

Forcing a smile, Yu Xiaoheng led Rou'er out of the dungeon that had imprisoned her for half a month.

Several days later.

Outside the mountain gate of the Blue Electric Tyrant Sect.

A small party stood ready to depart.

At its head was Yu Xiaoheng. Liu Erlong and Rou'er stood beside him, while Yu Lin and Yu Hu followed behind.

There were not many of them, precisely to prevent his identity as the "kind and frail Young Master" from being exposed.

Far away, beyond the sight of the group, several powerful auras lay hidden among the forested mountains. One of them was incomparably domineering—it belonged to Yu Yuanzhen.

The journey was long, so he intended to personally escort them.

Once they reached Thunder Academy's territory, the other Elders would take over their protection.

After all, Thunder Academy was filled with experts. Even if hostile forces wanted to make a move there, they would have to think twice.

Everyone on the road was one of their own, so Yu Xiaoheng's carefully crafted image naturally would not be exposed.

As for Liu Erlong, Yu Xiaoheng had already spoken with her beforehand, explaining that he would treat Rou'er this way so Rou'er would not feel inferior or distant because she thought he "held great power."

Liu Erlong had always listened to him, and she obediently agreed at once.

Still, she could not help feeling a little sour inside, afraid that this maiden of unknown origin would steal Yu Xiaoheng's attention.

That was until she saw Rou'er's attitude for herself.

The moment Rou'er approached, she familiarly spread her arms, draping her left arm around Liu Erlong and her right around Yu Xiaoheng, a warm and cheerful smile on her face.

"This must be Second Dragon, my worthy younger sister?"

"Second Dragon... worthy younger sister?"

Liu Erlong was completely stunned and did not react for a moment.

Yet Rou'er simply continued on her own.

"I heard Xiaoheng talk about you. He said you're his capable helper and have assisted him greatly. In the future, you'll have to take good care of Xiaoheng's family affairs! Xiaoheng and I are brothers, so from now on, your affairs are my affairs!"

Her words were brimming with boldness and loyalty.

Liu Erlong felt rather dizzy from hearing them.

But the words, "Xiaoheng's family affairs will depend on you," somehow sounded especially pleasing to her ears.

The faint sourness in her heart vanished like smoke.

Before long, she and Rou'er had hit it off, and their relationship became exceptionally close.

Watching this scene, Yu Xiaoheng nodded in satisfaction.

But even as he felt pleased, he could not help pondering it.

Should I really be pleased?

It seemed like everything was moving in a good direction...

But would Rou'er sacrifice herself for her "good brother" someday?

That was truly hard to say!

Amid his tangled thoughts, a magnificent academy surrounded by lightning runes appeared on the horizon ahead.

Thunder Academy.

They had arrived.

The gates of Thunder Academy towered high.

A group of people had long been waiting before them.

At their head stood a burly middle-aged man with rugged features. When his eyes opened and closed, they seemed to flash with electricity.

He was Lei Xiaotian, the dean of Thunder Academy.

A Level Eighty-Five Assault Type Soul Douluo, his Martial Soul was the Thunder Lizard. His body was covered in tough dark-purple scales, and he could unleash lightning storms across a wide area with terrifying might.

At his side stood two core Teachers, one man and one woman.

The man was Fang Kun, a Level Sixty-Eight Spirit Emperor whose Martial Soul was the Thunder Leopard. He excelled at close-range ambushes, and his attacks were as swift as thunderbolts.

The woman was Yina'er, a Level Sixty-Five Spirit Emperor whose Martial Soul was the Lightning Bird. She excelled at long-range attacks and aerial reconnaissance.

When they saw Yu Xiaoheng's group approaching with so few people, their expressions could not help turning slightly strange.

They had said the Young Master of a sect was coming to study here temporarily, yet the reception was far too shabby.

Fang Kun and Yina'er, standing behind Lei Xiaotian, exchanged glances. Both saw a trace of confusion in the other's eyes.

This procession looked less like one belonging to a Young Master and more like the study trip of a child from some fallen noble family.

Lei Xiaotian, however, did not dare show the slightest negligence.

No matter how shabby the party looked, the visitor was still the Young Master of the Blue Electric Tyrant Sect!

He strode forward, forcing a gentle smile onto his face as he prepared to exchange a few pleasantries in the manner of an elder.

"Nephew Xiaoheng, you must have had a difficult journey..."

Before he could finish speaking.

The smile on Lei Xiaotian's face instantly froze, and his back stiffened.

The next moment, under the stunned gazes of Fang Kun, Yina'er, and all the Teachers and students of Thunder Academy.

This Level Eighty-Five Soul Douluo, the dean of Thunder Academy, suddenly weakened at the knees and dropped directly to one knee!

He lowered his head deeply, his posture humble to the extreme.

"Your subordinate, Lei Xiaotian, welcomes the Young Master!"

It was practically bootlicking!

Fang Kun and Yina'er were dumbfounded.

Their dean was usually hot-tempered yet neither servile nor arrogant toward anyone. What was wrong with him today?

Why was he paying such a grand tribute to a young man barely in his teens?

They could not understand because their cultivation was not high enough to sense that fleeting, terrifying aura.

Just moments ago, a domineering aura had swept over Thunder Academy.

Lei Xiaotian was one hundred percent certain that it belonged to Yu Yuanzhen, the Sect Master of the Blue Electric Tyrant Sect!

A Title Douluo!

Yu Yuanzhen had not deliberately targeted him. He had merely confirmed that Yu Xiaoheng had arrived safely, stirred his aura slightly, and prepared to leave.

Yet that brief leak of aura had already terrified Lei Xiaotian out of his wits.

He had believed Yu Xiaoheng was merely one of the more ordinary Heirs among the Blue Electric Tyrant Sect's generations.

He had never imagined that Yu Xiaoheng carried enough weight for a Sect Master, a Title Douluo, to personally escort him!

What level of importance was this? What an honor?!

Lei Xiaotian did not dare harbor even the slightest contempt any longer. Nothing remained in his heart but endless awe.

Fang Kun and Yina'er were still shocked by their dean's behavior, privately grumbling, Isn't this way too exaggerated?

A Young Master who doesn't even look particularly valued, and you're flattering him this hard?

Ah... no wonder he's the dean.

They truly feared nothing because they knew nothing.