Yu Yuanzhen's Humiliation

Yu Yuanzhen closed his eyes, his heart filled with regret.

He regretted being too impulsive and regretting not seeing the situation clearly.

But what he hates even more is Yu Xiaogang.

That good-for-nothing son would bring him endless trouble every time he appeared.

This time, the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was dragged into Abyss.

Fu Lei saw that he was silent and grinned:

"Don't say anything? Then I will send you on your way!"

He raised the war hammer, and thunder and lightning jumped wildly on the hammer--

"Wait."

The voice of Fu Yuan sounded.

Fu Lei was stunned and turned to look at him:

"Brother? What are you waiting for?!"

Fu Yuan didn't answer. He walked up to Yu Yuanzhen and looked at him condescendingly, with an evil smile slowly rising on his face.

He ignored Fu Lei's anxiety, but looked at the other three elders behind him and said calmly:

"Take him down first."

Fu Lei saw this and immediately became anxious:

"Brother!!"

Fu Yuan turned his head, looked at Fu Lei's anxious look, smiled and shook his head:

"Old Lei, calm down."

He glanced at Yu Yuanzhen on the ground, with a hint of playfulness in his voice:

"This Sect Master Yu came all the way to my Beichen Academy to cause trouble. If he were allowed to travel alone, wouldn't he be lonely?"

Fu Lei was stunned.

Immediately, the clouds on his rough face instantly dissipated, replaced by surprise and excitement.

He laughed loudly, stretched out an index finger with his right hand, pointed at Fu Yuan and said with a smile:

"Haha! Brother, it has to be you!"

Fu Yuan ignored him and just waved his hand.

Several other elders came forward, tied up Yu Yuanzhen and took him down.

As this farce came to an end, all forces also left one after another.

But the discussion about today's events spread to the entire continent at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Beichen Fu Clan, five Enforcement Elder appear in the world.

Baihua Douluo, level ninety-three Titled Douluo.

Plus the already famous Tianqing Douluo!

A total of seven Titled Douluo!

And among these seven people, they all possess the ninth one hundred thousand year Spirit Ring!

Such terrifying details gave everyone who heard the message a chill to their bones.

And what's even more shocking is--

Beichen Fu Clan made his first official appearance and captured Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's leader alive, level ninety-five Titled Douluo Yu Yuanzhen!

This news, like a huge stone thrown into a calm lake, set off huge waves across the entire continent.

Beichen Academy, Backyard.

Fu Shiyan stood with his hands behind his hands, looking calmly at everything in the courtyard.

Five Enforcement Elder escorted Yu Yuanzhen, who was tied up with five flowers, and strode in.

Yu Yuanzhen was forced to kneel on the ground, with his head pressed extremely low.

His face was full of forced humiliation, but he didn't even have the strength to raise his head.

Fu Shiyan just glanced at him faintly.

That look was like looking at an insignificant ant.

He did not speak, but calmly took out an extremely strange-shaped object from his arms.

The object was hexagonal, neither gold nor wood, with a mercury-like luster flowing on its surface, exuding heart-stopping spatial fluctuations.

Fu Shiyan gently threw it into the air.

The hexagonal object expanded rapidly during the flight, and the lines on its surface squirmed and unfolded like a living thing, and the structure deformed layer by layer - in the blink of an eye, it turned into a giant hexagonal three-dimensional frame nearly ten meters high, with countless complex space runes flashing around its edges, standing steadily on the ground.

Space class Soul Tool.

This is the treasure that Fu Shiyan created after Simulation for the sixth time through Tang San, after spending a lot of Faith Power.

Its interior has its own space, which is enough to imprison any Titled Douluo level expert.

Fu Shiyan A little green light shot out from the fingertips, accurately sinking into the core of the frame.

"Buzz--!"

A burst of soft blue light rippled from the frame, spreading like water waves and instantly sweeping over the bound Yu Yuanzhen.

Blue light flashed, and Yu Yuanzhen's figure suddenly blurred and collapsed, turning into several streams of light and being absorbed into the giant hexagonal frame.

The frame's light was restrained, returned to a palm-sized hexagonal object, and flew back to Fu Shiyan's hands.

The whole process only takes a few breaths.

The five Enforcement Elder looked at this scene with eyes filled with wonder.

Fu Yuan spoke first, with some emotion in his tone:

"Young Master's Soul Tool is really amazing."

Fu Lei also came over and said with a smile:

"If this old guy is locked up inside, he won't be able to fly even if he has wings."

Fu Shiyan did not answer. He put the hexagonal object into his sleeve, glanced at the five elders, and said calmly:

"Tomorrow, the five of you will kiss Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

As soon as these words came out, excitement flashed in the eyes of the five people at the same time.

Fu Lei laughed even louder, clenching his fists loudly:

"We should have done this a long time ago! As for the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, I have long disliked them for showing off their power over the years!"

Fu Yuan also raised the corners of his mouth and nodded:

"Young Master Don't worry, I will take care of everything tomorrow."

Fu Shiyan nodded and said no more.

The five people resigned and turned around to leave.

Fu Shiyan stood alone for a moment, then turned and walked deeper into the backyard.

The quiet room of Fu Zhi is located in the quietest corner of the Academy.

In front of the door, a little girl was holding a medicine bowl. When she saw Fu Shiyan approaching, she quickly saluted:

"Seen Young Master."

Fu Shiyan waved his hand:

"Give me the medicine. Please step back first."

The little girl quickly handed over the medicine bowl and stepped back obediently.

Fu Shiyan pushed the door open and entered.

In the quiet room, the fragrance of medicine lingers.

Fu Zhi was half leaning on the bed, his face was as pale as paper, and his lips had no trace of blood.

Her Martial Soul suffered heavy damage in the battle, and her breath was as weak as a candle in the wind.

Mo Xuan is not here. Although he is full of guilt and wants to take care of his master, after all, he is a man and has many inconveniences.

At the moment, he is boiling medicine in front of the medicine stove outside the hospital, saying that he wants to prepare the medicine for Master himself.

Fu Shiyan sat down beside the bed and placed the medicine bowl on the small table beside it.

Fu Zhi opened his eyes, saw him, slightly curved the corners of his mouth, and said softly:

"Young Master."

Fu Shiyan looked at her pale face, a complicated look flashed in her eyes.

After a moment of silence, he asked softly:

"Is it worth it?"

Fu Zhi was slightly startled.

She knows what Young Master is asking.

Today's incident, the original plan, Young Master did not intend for her to get hurt.

The five elders showed up directly and forced Yu Yuanzhen to retreat. Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan bowed his head and admitted his mistake, and Beichen Fu Clan used this to establish his authority.

Everything should have gone smoothly.

It was she who made another suggestion to Young Master through Seed of Vegetation in her arms.

Deliberately angering the old dragon and escalating the situation.

Let Yu Yuanzhen do it.

Let him seriously hurt himself.

Even... let him kill himself!

In this way, Beichen Fu Clan has enough reasons to attack Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Young Master disagreed at first.

It was she who insisted again and again.

Because she knew that a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan who was forced to give in, and a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan who injured the elder Fu Family and was attacked by the Fu Family, had a hugely different power to intimidate all parties in the mainland.

The former will make people think that Fu Family is nothing more than that.

The latter will let everyone know that those who touch Fu Family will have to pay the price.

Even if that person is the master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

And that price is the survival of the entire sect.

Yu Yuanzhen She could have dodged that last blow.

She could also feel that Yu Yuanzhen didn't really want to seriously hurt her.

That old dragon is not stupid. It will not do him any good to completely break up with the Fu Family in public.

But she didn't hide.

She took the initiative to greet him.

He used his own body to hit the thunder that could destroy the world.

At that moment, she thought simply - Young Master needs this reason.

At this moment, facing Young Master, Fu Zhi just nodded slightly, and although his voice was weak, he replied firmly:

"Worth it."

Fu Shiyan looked at her, Jiujiu said nothing.

He had already expected her answer.

But when I actually heard it, I felt an indescribable emotion well up in my heart.

He thought of himself when he first materialized her.

At that time, he was just a spectator and a chess player.

To him, these people in front of him are just pawns, tools, and means to achieve his goals.

No matter Tang San, Fu Zhi, Yue Guan, or the five elders.

He designed them, used them, put them where they were supposed to be, and let them do what they were supposed to do.

He never thought that these people would have feelings for him.

I never thought that I would have feelings for them.

But the child Tang San, with the unabashed admiration and dependence in his eyes every time he saw him, made him no longer able to treat that child as a mere tool.

And Fu Zhi...

She paid the price of her serious injury in exchange for the bargaining chips he laid out.

Is it worth it?

She said it was worth it...

Fu Shiyan lowered his eyes and said softly:

"Don't do this again in the future."

Fu Zhi was startled for a moment, then the corners of his mouth curved slightly, and he nodded:

"Okay."

Fu Shiyan said no more. He picked up the medicine bowl, stirred it gently, and handed it to her.

Fu Zhi took the medicine bowl, lowered his head and took a sip, frowning slightly - the medicine was very bitter.

But she didn't speak, and drank the whole bowl of medicine in one mouthful after another.

Outside the window, the sun was setting.

The afterglow shone into the quiet room, lengthening the silhouettes of the two people.

In the distance, you can still vaguely hear the noise coming from the Academy's front yard.