Previously, the two had argued over Yu Xiaogang's Spirit Ring configuration.
Xia Yang believed that Luo Sanpao was a Mutated Martial Soul and should not copy the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon's configuration.
However, Yu Xiaogang had always insisted on his own views under the pretext of "tradition."
He had never expected Yu Xiaogang to take the initiative and ask for Xia Yang's opinion today.
Yu Xiaogang sighed and said, "Let's not bring up the past."
"You were right. Luo Sanpao is not a true Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul, so forcibly giving it Spirit Rings associated with the Tyrant Dragon really is inappropriate."
"I said before that Luo Sanpao's mutation was likely caused by the bloodline from your mother's side."
"Since your mother's Martial Soul has the Light Attribute, Luo Sanpao should be given Sub-Dragon Spirit Rings with the Light Attribute."
Xia Yang reiterated his view.
"But..."
Yu Xiaogang stood frozen in place, his heart caught in an unprecedented struggle.
This was not merely the choice of a Spirit Ring; it was a betrayal of a family legacy that had endured for countless millennia.
The Spirit Ring configurations passed down through generations of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon lineage were the best paths, proven by the blood and lives of innumerable ancestors.
Every generation of Soul Masters had sought breakthroughs within this framework. No one had ever questioned its correctness.
Yet now, he was about to shatter this tradition with his own hands.
"Can I truly be wiser than my ancestors?"
That thought weighed on Yu Xiaogang like heavy shackles, leaving him almost unable to breathe.
The deeds of the ancestors he had once read about in the family records surfaced before his eyes one after another.
Every elder of extraordinary achievement, every expert whose might had shaken the continent, had