The Dowry Judge

He looked in the direction of the sound.

Several thousand meters away, dark clouds covered the sky, and the thunder's roar rumbled through the air.

In just a few breaths, they had gathered together, then a bolt of lightning struck down toward the forest below.

In that instant, the entire sky in that direction lit up, dazzlingly bright.

"A Spirit Beast is undergoing the Hundred Thousand Year tribulation. That seems to be where the volcano is!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo was well-traveled and immediately recognized why the lightning was falling only in that area.

"Heh, we're really lucky. Spirit Beasts are extremely weak after their tribulation."

Golden Crocodile Douluo immediately changed course and flew toward the volcano.

Ye Yuan'er took Su Wen with her and followed closely behind.

The closer they got, the more terrifying the heavenly tribulation felt.

Spirit Beasts were fleeing in every direction through the forest below.

The three reached the volcano, where the searing heat made them feel flushed all over.

Ye Yuan'er spread out a shield, enclosing herself and Su Wen inside.

"Let's not rush. We'll make our move once the tribulation is over."

Golden Crocodile Douluo reminded them.

If they charged in now, all three of them would have to undergo the tribulation alongside the Spirit Beast.

The thunderclouds had come and gone quickly. Before long, the sky had cleared.

"This is our chance. Let's go!"

The three flew at top speed toward the spot where the lightning had struck. They soon saw a gigantic dragon with a pair of wings on its back.

It was a fire dragon, more than ten meters long, with scales scorched black by the lightning.

The surrounding earth was just as black, reduced to a wasteland.

"Humans, leave this place!"

The fire dragon spoke, its mountain-sized body radiating an oppressive presence.

Two flames burned in its nostrils as it breathed.

Even though its entire body was covered in wounds,

it still gave off an extremely dangerous aura.

"It's the Hellfire Dragon King. Its bloodline ranks among the finest of all dragon-type Spirit Beasts. It's a perfect match for you. It just broke through, too, so its spiritual power is at its weakest. That'll greatly reduce the risk of absorbing its Spirit Ring."

Golden Crocodile Douluo looked at Ye Yuan'er. Just as she was about to step forward, Su Wen grabbed her arm and smiled innocently. "I'll have to trouble Second Worship to take care of this!"

Although the Hellfire Dragon King had been struck by lightning, it was still a hundred-thousand-year-old Spirit Beast.

If it lashed out before dying, Aunt Ye might be seriously injured.

Golden Crocodile Douluo said nothing. Soul Power surged from his body.

His nine Spirit Rings appeared in succession.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red!

When the ninth, blood-red Spirit Ring appeared, an immense pressure enveloped the area.

"Martial Soul Avatar!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo's seventh Ten Thousand Year Spirit Ring lit up.

In an instant, Golden Crocodile Douluo transformed into a gigantic Golden Giant Crocodile.

A roar shook the area, sending pebbles rolling as ripples spread through the air.

"Seeking death!"

When the Hellfire Dragon King saw its opponent attack, it spat out a stream of flames.

The Golden Giant Crocodile had the finest defensive abilities. It didn't bother dodging, charging straight through the flames and opening its enormous jaws to bite down on the dragon. It began a Death Roll.

The Hellfire Dragon King's body was flung around. Already gravely wounded, its aura weakened to the extreme.

"Eighth Spirit Skill, Boiling Blood!"

Ye Yuan'er seized her chance.

While the Hellfire Dragon King was being flung away, Ye Yuan'er flew into the air.

In an instant, flames rained down on the Hellfire Dragon King.

The power of Ye Yuan'er's flames had undergone a tremendous transformation.

Every strike left an indelible wound on the Hellfire Dragon King's body.

In just a moment, the Hellfire Dragon King fell still. Energy surged from its body, gradually forming a vivid red Spirit Ring in the air.

Seeing this, Ye Yuan'er beamed with delight. After landing, she cupped her hands toward Golden Crocodile Douluo, who had already ended his Martial Soul Avatar. "Thank you for stepping in, Second Worship. Please keep an eye on Xiao Wen for me!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo nodded. "Go ahead. I'll watch him."

Ye Yuan'er walked over to the Hellfire Dragon King and gazed at the red Spirit Ring, her face flushed with excitement.

It was a treasure every Soul Master dreamed of obtaining.

Without further hesitation, she sat cross-legged and used her Soul Power to draw the Spirit Ring toward her.

Su Wen watched quietly from the side. He stayed silent so he wouldn't disturb Aunt Ye.

Time passed minute by minute. Ye Yuan'er's expression was pained at first, but gradually grew calm. A day and a night went by.

Su Wen's stomach growled with hunger. He cut off some Hellfire Dragon King meat and roasted it over nearby magma. While he was at it, he also dug out the Hellfire Dragon King's Spirit Bone and put it in his Soul Tool.

Golden Crocodile Douluo glanced over casually, a trace of greed flickering in his eyes.

Considering the greater good, he ultimately suppressed the thought.

He closed his eyes to rest, occasionally raising an eyebrow almost imperceptibly when the aroma of the meat drifted his way.

"Boom!"

Just then, the aura around Ye Yuan'er suddenly surged.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red!

Nine Spirit Rings encircled her.

Before long, Ye Yuan'er opened her eyes.

Orange-red flames burned in her pupils, as deep as an abyss—beautiful, yet dangerous.

"Level 92. As expected of a Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Ring. It contains such tremendous power. Congratulations on becoming a Titled Douluo!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo opened his eyes as well. Looking at Ye Yuan'er's red Spirit Ring, he knew that her potential had been unleashed. In the future, she would surely reach Level 98 and become a Peak Douluo like him.

"Thank you for guarding me, Second Worship. Have some meat!"

Before Ye Yuan'er could speak, Su Wen had already brought over some roasted meat to thank him.

Dowry Judge

"Let's head back. This trip went really smoothly!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo looked at the roasted meat in his hand and sighed with emotion.

Ye Yuan'er nodded gently.

Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Beast meat was full of essence.

Since they couldn't take it all, they only needed to cut off the parts they wanted.

Once they got back, she could feed it to Xiao Wen to help him grow faster.

Ye Yuan'er searched the remains for the Spirit Bone but couldn't find it.

Her lovely brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

But when she learned it was in Su Wen's hands, she relaxed.

A Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Bone was extremely precious. If Golden Crocodile Douluo had taken it,

she would definitely have demanded it back.

According to Spirit Hall's rules, Spirit Bones obtained during a mission had to be handed over.

But a Spirit Bone dropped while one was absorbing a Spirit Ring belonged to the person who absorbed it.

Even if the matter reached the Grand Pontiff, she would still be in the right.

The three left the volcano and flew toward Spirit City.

Ye Yuan'er was clearly much faster now, taking only half as long to make the trip as she had on the way there.

After parting ways with Second Worship in Spirit City, Su Wen held Ye Yuan'er's hand as they headed toward the Ye Family.

On the way, Su Wen looked a little worried. How would he explain things to Bibi Dong tomorrow?

He knew that Bibi Dong disliked the Worship Hall, and the Worship Hall had helped Ye Yuan'er obtain her Spirit Ring.

Forget it. I can't keep the Immortal Herb matter a secret. This was just a deal with the Worship Hall. Bibi Dong should understand that. She can't possibly give me a hard time over it, can she?

After thinking it through, Su Wen stopped worrying. When he returned to his room, he took out the Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Bone.

Ye Yuan'er's eyes lit up as she leaned closer. It was a Left Arm Spirit Bone.

She could feel its heat as she held it in her hand.

"Aunt Ye, you should absorb it yourself!"

Su Wen reminded her.

"No, Xiao Wen. You should absorb it instead!"

Ye Yuan'er suppressed her desire for it, shook her head, and handed it back to Su Wen.