Yu Luomian and Yu Tianheng accompanied Yu Xiaogang to Spirit City.
Yu Luomian had little faith in Yu Xiaogang. Yu Xiaogang was nothing but a half-baked fool—he knew that perfectly well—yet Yu Yuanzhen held him in high regard.
He had no idea what Yu Yuanzhen was thinking. He only hoped Yu Xiaogang would not disgrace the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan when the time came.
Yu Luomian looked at Yu Tianheng again. He would just treat this as an opportunity to let this fairly promising junior see more of the world.
By the time Yu Luomian, Yu Xiaogang, and Yu Tianheng arrived at Spirit City, the city was already bustling with activity.
Quite a few people had missed the last Climax Battle between Peerless Douluo. No matter what, they had to come and join in the excitement for this Spirit Master Theoretical Knowledge Competition.
Spirit Hall's prestige across the Douluo Continent had already reached its peak.
Spirit City had truly earned its title as the sacred land of Spirit Masters.
Even though most people were not particularly interested in Spirit Master Theory, they still came for the excitement. Perhaps they might catch sight of a Peerless Douluo, or even witness a Deity appear.
"Spirit City!"
As Yu Xiaogang looked upon the vastly changed Spirit City, he sighed inwardly, while a phantom ache faintly rose within him.
He had been crippled in Spirit City. It was a place of painful memories.
"Xiaogang, rein yourself in. Don't disgrace the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan completely."
"Second Uncle, do you distrust me that much? When it comes to Spirit Master Theory research, I..."
Yu Luomian impatiently cut Yu Xiaogang off.
"Don't I know exactly what you're capable of? It's one thing to fool commoner Spirit Masters, but don't fool yourself too."
"Hmph. Since