But just as the group of youngsters from the main lineage wanted to do so, they realized the problem had returned to square one.
Yu Dalong had already been shameless enough to make a move against Wang Chuan; could they really afford to be just as shameless?
And to defeat Wang Chuan, based on current intelligence, it would require someone from the main lineage at at least the Soul Ancestor level.
However, people of that level from the main lineage were only found within Thunder Academy, and they had to be in the higher grade levels as well.
What would be the point of winning if it meant bullying someone younger?
For a time, the members of the main lineage in the Clan School were left in a bind. After thinking for a long time without coming up with a solution, they could only report the matter to their elders once again.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan residence, True Dragon Mountain, the main peak of the Nine Dragons Mountain Range.
Because Yu Yuanzhen was currently only an entry-level Title Douluo, and that level of strength was not enough to firmly secure their position among the Upper Three Sects, he was currently in full-on cultivation mode and had little interest in managing the trivial affairs of the sect.
Therefore, this meeting was presided over by the second-in-command, Yu Luomian.
Yu Luomian was now in his fifties, but due to his strength as a Soul Douluo, he still looked like a man in his thirties or forties.
Coupled with his burly physique, he certainly possessed an imposing aura.
Seated below the main chair were the eight elders in charge of He Mountain, Gu Mountain, Teng Mountain, Ba Mountain, Dou Mountain, Lanfeng Mountain, Zidian Mountain, and Nanwang Mountain.
The expressions on the faces of the elders were either mocking or disdainful, but they all turned their gazes toward Yu Luomian in unison.
Because this whole affair had been stirred up by his own good-for-nothing son.
Originally, the matter should have come to an end after Wang Chuan defeated that main lineage weakling and was bullied.
Yet, Yu Dalong, in order to show off his own prowess, had once again brought the sensitive topic of the main lineage being inferior to a branch lineage to the table.
This repeated behavior had seriously shaken the prestige of the main lineage, so these elders, who usually operated in their own silos, were now forced to gather together to discuss a solution.
Seeing that Yu Luomian remained silent for a long time, the elder of He Mountain asked impatiently.
"Second-in-command, staying silent won't help. This matter was caused by your son, so hurry up and come up with a solution for us.
In any case, we have no tricks left for this junior, so don't think about making us take the blame!"
With someone starting it, the remaining elders chimed in one after another, but Yu Luomian's expression remained as calm as water.
Suddenly, Yu Luomian said, "Since we cannot solve the problem, why not just get rid of the person who created the problem?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire room fell into a deathly silence.
Then it was the elder of He Mountain again, but this time he slammed his hand on the table and stood up in anger.
"Yu Luomian, you bastard! What do you mean by that?
Even though this kid is from a branch lineage, he is still a member of our family!
Do you think he's some outsider peasant? You can't just kill him whenever you want!
Are you trying to make us completely lose the hearts of the branch lineages, leaving us with no one to use, and forcing us in the main lineage to handle all the sect missions ourselves in the future!?
Yu Luomian, remember this!
The reason my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan can rank among the Upper Three Sects is not just because we have a Title Douluo sitting in command!
It is because we have maintained this situation by being of one mind! Don't you dare pull this kind of reckless stunt!
If things were that simple, we would have done it long ago!"
Regarding the words of the He Mountain elder, the other elders also nodded in agreement.
As the weakest of the Upper Three Sects, when they didn't have a Title Douluo in command, their Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan relied on unity!
But to the questioning of the He Mountain elder, Yu Luomian remained indifferent, waving his hand to signal him to sit down before saying.
"The elders have misunderstood. How could I not know the foundation of my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan? The handling I spoke of is naturally not that kind of bloody affair.
However, stating it directly would be a bit boring.
You can all go back and ask your subordinates later; I think the results will be told to you by your own people very soon.
Now, compared to this trivial matter, let's discuss the future of the sect."
Speaking to the end, Yu Luomian gave a mysterious smile, which gave the elders present a sense of him being unfathomable.
So, compared to the dry sect discussion, the elders were more curious about exactly what arrangements Yu Luomian had made.
Why hadn't they thought of any good ways to handle it?
On the other side, the Clan School principal's office.
Bang!
Wang Chuan slammed his hand onto the desk. He didn't show any sign of backing down just because the old man in front of him was a highly respected figure from the branch lineage, and he shouted angrily.
"Principal, explain this to me! What do you mean I've graduated? I'm still just a child!
If I'm not studying, where do you expect me to go!?"
Just a moment ago, when Wang Chuan intended to leave the classroom to train, his homeroom teacher had called him over.
He was summoned to the Dean's office, which managed all affairs of the Clan School, only to be met with the fact that he had "been" graduated.
Facing his questioning, the Dean, who had already cultivated a hairstyle half-resembling that of a powerhouse, remained very calm.
Even as Wang Chuan slammed his hand on the desk, the Dean still had the leisure to pick up his teacup, blow on the wolfberries floating inside, and take a sip before speaking in an earnest, well-meaning tone.
"Student Wang Chuan, I certainly know that you are still a child."
"But I also know that your strength is not as simple as it appears on the surface."
"Your physical strength should already be comparable to a Soul Ancestor, and I must say, in all my years of managing the Clan School, this is the first time I have seen a monster like you."
"As for your talk of studying, hehe."
"Student Wang Chuan, you are joking. Who in the entire academy doesn't know that you have long since self-studied all the courses? That is why your teachers allowed you to train freely."
"Therefore, based on my judgment, the Clan School has nothing left to teach you, which is why I specifically notified you of your graduation."
Speaking until the end, the Dean looked at Wang Chuan with an expression of admiration, as if looking at a promising junior, and said with genuine sincerity.
"Go, child. Do not remain infatuated with this paradise built for fledgling dragons."
"Your future belongs on the vast continent, and I look forward to the day I hear of your exploits from the mouths of other soul masters."
After that whole spiel of praise and chicken soup for the soul, Wang Chuan's eyes were filled with utter confusion.
It seemed like what the other party said actually held a bit of truth...
Like hell it did!
Wang Chuan was not some ignorant little brat; back when he first started at the Clan School, he had already made inquiries and learned that students only ever withdrew or skipped grades of their own volition.
He was the very first case of being forced to graduate early!
Of course, just as the Dean had said, Wang Chuan had long since finished studying all the relevant courses on his own.
Therefore, the reason he remained in the Clan School was not to acquire knowledge, but to have a place where he could mooch off a large amount of soul beast meat after every high-intensity training session.
After all, only the Clan School provided free meals thanks to sect subsidies; everywhere else charged money!
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