Twenty Years of Foolish Dreams Awaken in a Single Day; the Mother Tyrannosaur Kneels Before the True Dragon's Might

Heaven Dou Great Spirit Fighting Arena.

As the main venue for the Heaven Dou division of the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament, it was packed with people today, colorful banners fluttering everywhere. All eighty thousand seats were filled, and the cheers roared like a deafening tsunami.

In the rest area.

The former Imperial Fighting Team, now the "World Burial Team," stood ready to go.

"Isn't this uniform... a little too conspicuous?"

Dugu Yan tugged at her clothes. She complained, but she couldn't hide how much she liked them.

Unlike Shrek's ugly, shit-green advertising shirts in the original story, the uniforms Yu Tianyu had designed himself were exquisitely made.

They were woven entirely from black Heaven Silkworm Silk and tailored to fit, perfectly outlining the Spirit Masters' figures. Fierce dragon patterns and mysterious runes were embroidered in dark gold thread around the collars, cuffs, and hems.

What was more, each female team member's uniform had been adjusted to suit her figure: Dugu Yan's had a high slit and bared her waist, accentuating her allure; Zhu Zhuqing's was a formfitting bodysuit with a battle skirt over it, highlighting her cool elegance; Ning Rongrong wore a Lolita-style short skirt with long boots, both adorable and refined. Ye Lingling wore a long black gauze dress, like an orchid in the dead of night.

"Conspicuous?"

Yu Tianyu sat in the main seat, a black cloak draped over his shoulders. He spoke mildly. "That's exactly what we want."

"Starting today, we'll make these black-and-gold uniforms a nightmare the entire Spirit Master World can't shake."

Just then, the door to the rest room opened.

Liu Erlong walked in wearing a black business suit, her hair pinned up high. She wore gold-rimmed glasses and carried a folder.

She had shed her usual volatility and wildness, taking on a more mature, capable air. But a closer look revealed an almost pathological obedience and admiration in her eyes whenever she looked at Yu Tianyu.

"Master... Oh, no, Captain."

Liu Erlong's cheeks flushed as she quickly corrected herself. (This was the result of his training; she had to know her place in front of outsiders.) "The opening ceremony is about to begin. His Majesty and Bishop Salas have already taken their seats. Also..."

She paused, her expression complicated. "His Highness the Crown Prince sent someone to invite you to his VIP box for a chat. He said it was to 'cheer you on.'"

"Xue Qinghe?"

Yu Tianyu's lips curved into an amused smile.

"Looks like some people can't hold back any longer."

He stood and straightened his collar.

"Go get ready at the entrance tunnel. I'll go see His Highness the Crown Prince."

Inside a VIP box on the highest floor of Heaven Dou Great Spirit Fighting Arena.

The huge floor-to-ceiling window overlooked the entire arena.

"Your Highness, Yu Tianyu is here," a guard reported respectfully.

"Let him in. All of you, leave. Without my order, no one is to come within ten meters," Xue Qinghe said, his voice gentle yet commanding.

The door closed.

The spacious box held only Xue Qinghe, seated on the sofa and sipping tea, and Yu Tianyu, who had just entered.

"Brother Tianyu, have a seat."

Xue Qinghe set down his teacup, still as warm and refined as ever. "I heard you changed your team name and uniforms. 'World Burial'... Isn't that name a little too bloodthirsty?"

"In troubled times, harsh measures are needed. We were born to fight and kill."

Yu Tianyu sat across from Xue Qinghe without hesitation and looked him straight in the eyes. "But what about you, Your Highness? The tournament is about to begin. You called me here, so surely it wasn't just to discuss our team name?"

Xue Qinghe smiled faintly, his gaze deep. "I'm simply curious. In just one month, you've won over the Little Witch of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, claimed the second daughter of the Star Luo Zhu Family, and even made the notoriously difficult Liu Erlong obey your every command..."

"Yu Tianyu, your methods make me... uneasy."

As he said the words "make me uneasy," genuine wariness flashed in Xue Qinghe's eyes.

This man was growing far too quickly, quickly enough to make her, a hidden infiltrator, feel threatened.

But just then—

Something unexpected happened.

The moment Yu Tianyu drew near Xue Qinghe, the high-ranking Dragon God bloodline within him unconsciously released a wisp of its aura.

The aura was overbearing, ancient, and chaotic.

To an ordinary Spirit Master, it was merely oppressive.

But to Qian Renxue, who possessed the God-Level Martial Soul Six-Winged Angel, it was like a spark falling into a powder keg!

To maintain the disguise of Xue Qinghe's Swan Martial Soul, Qian Renxue had to constantly suppress the Angel Divine Power within her using a Soul Bone Skill. Years of suppression had been like holding back a flood behind a dam.

Now, drawn by the Dragon God's aura, the sacred energy she had kept repressed for years suddenly ran wild!

"Ugh!"

Xue Qinghe's composed face turned deathly pale in an instant. He furrowed his brows, and the teacup in his hand cracked as he crushed it.

A terrifying heat burst from within her. Though she struggled to suppress it, a faint golden glow still spread across her skin.

It hurt so much!

It felt as though her soul were being torn apart! Her Angel Soul Power wanted to break through the disguise and clash with that Dragon Qi!

"Your Highness? What's wrong?"

Yu Tianyu asked, though he already knew. A glint flashed in his eyes.

Here was his chance.

"Don't... don't come any closer..."

Xue Qinghe gritted his teeth, his voice trembling. "I... I'm fine... It's just an old ailment acting up... Leave for now..."

She absolutely couldn't let Yu Tianyu discover the truth! If her disguise broke now and the Six-Winged Angel appeared, the Spirit Hall's plan would be ruined!

But the next moment—

A cool, powerful hand pressed directly onto her shoulder.

"Your Highness, your energy is in disarray."

Yu Tianyu's voice was low and magnetic, leaving no room for argument. "There's too much yang fire in your body, and your divine soul is restless. If you keep suppressing it, you'll lose control and go mad—or even... explode."

"Impudent! I said... Ugh!"

Xue Qinghe tried to push him away, but then she felt a strange energy flow into her body through his hand.

It wasn't ordinary Soul Power.

It was Chaos Dragon Qi, an energy that embraced all things yet stood above them.

Something miraculous happened.

After entering her body, the Dragon Qi didn't clash with her Angel Divine Power. Instead, it was like a gentle hand, soothing the unruly angel within her.

The feeling was... like a person who had walked through a desert for three days and nights suddenly taking a drink of ice-cold spring water.

The pain of prolonged suppression and her taut nerves eased as never before.

"Ah..."

Xue Qinghe's tense body relaxed. She even let out a soft, involuntary moan.

She raised her head and gazed at Yu Tianyu, who was close enough to touch.

They were extremely close now.

She could smell the pleasant masculine scent on the young man and feel the warmth of his hand.

For the first time in so many years, she had shown such vulnerability in front of an "outsider." And for the first time... she felt so safe.

"You..." Xue Qinghe's expression was complicated.

"Shh."

Yu Tianyu raised a finger and placed it against her lips. (Even through the disguise, they still felt soft.)

"Everyone has secrets, Your Highness."

"I don't care what 'monster' you're hiding inside you, or what you're trying to suppress."

"All I know is that you need me right now."

Yu Tianyu didn't expose her identity. Instead, he defined their relationship as a kind of "unspoken symbiosis."

That was even more dangerous than exposing her outright.

It gave Qian Renxue a way to save face while planting a seed in her mind: this man could soothe my pain; he's the only one who can make me feel "better."

After a long while,

Yu Tianyu withdrew his hand, and the intimate atmosphere faded with it.

"All right, Your Highness seems to be fine now."

Yu Tianyu stood and returned to his earlier aloofness. "The competition is about to begin, so I'll take my leave. I look forward to hearing you 'cheer' for me from the stands."

With that, he turned and left without a backward glance.

Watching the closed door, Xue Qinghe slumped onto the sofa and touched her burning chest.

The killing intent in her eyes had faded, replaced by bewilderment—and a stirring she had never felt before.

"Yu Tianyu... Are you my nemesis, or my... cure?"

By then, the opening ceremony had officially begun.

The emcee's impassioned voice rang throughout the arena.

"Now entering, one of the favorites to win this tournament—the Heaven Dou Royal Academy Second Team!"

Amid a wave of cheers, the Second Team members strutted out in gold-and-red uniforms.

Next—

"Up next is a rather unusual academy. Though they're little known, they're said to be quite strong. Let's welcome... Shrek Academy!"

The entire arena fell silent for a moment.

Then the crowd burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha! What on earth are those things?"

"Shit-green clothes? And they've got 'Advertising Space Available' printed on the back?"

"My goodness, are they here to be funny? Is this what they call Spirit Masters?"

Flender led the Shrek Seven Devils through the entrance tunnel. (Apart from Xiao Wu, everyone looked like they wanted to die.)

The famous green uniforms from the original story looked even more garish in person. Worse still, each person had colorful advertising space printed across their back. They looked like a troupe of walking clowns.

Tang San lowered his head and clenched his fists so tightly that his nails nearly drew blood from his palms.

Humiliation!

Ever since they'd arrived in Heaven Dou City, they'd suffered one humiliation after another!

"Laugh all you want... Go ahead and laugh..."

Tang San roared inside. "When the match starts, I'll use my Blue Silver Grass to whip your mouths bloody!"

But the next moment, the laughter across the arena abruptly died out.

In its place came a wave of gasps, followed by earth-shattering screams!

"My goodness! What kind of godly team is that?!"

"So handsome! So beautiful! They're works of art!"

"Look at the leader! He's so domineering!"

Even the emcee's voice trembled.

"Making their grand finale entrance... the Heaven Dou Royal Academy First Team! Now renamed... the World Burial Team!!"

Boom!

Brilliant spirit-guided cannons fired in unison.

Amid a shower of black-and-gold light, Yu Tianyu emerged with six stunning beauties. (Ye Lingling and the substitutes were with them too.)

Their ink-black battle robes snapped in the wind, and every member wore a cool, haughty expression.

Yu Tianyu led the way, striding like a dragon, his gaze sweeping imperiously across the arena.

On his left, Ning Rongrong held the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, radiant and dazzling; on his right, Zhu Zhuqing moved like a ghost, her beauty cold and captivating.

The visual contrast with Shrek Academy, who had looked like a bunch of clowns just moments ago, was like the difference between heaven and earth!

"No... It can't be..."

In the crowd, Dai Mubai looked at Zhu Zhuqing, resplendent in the spotlight, then at his own shit-green clothes. His spirit completely collapsed.

"She's my fiancée... She should be standing by my side..."

Oscar gazed at Ning Rongrong in a daze, his eyes full of bitterness. Ning Rongrong now seemed like a goddess from the heavens, while he was nothing but mud beneath her feet.

After the opening ceremony, the results of the first-round draw were announced.

Fate seemed to be playing a joke—or perhaps the protagonist had rigged the draw.

First match: World Burial Team versus Heaven Dou Royal Academy Second Team.

It was an "internal battle," and a show of force to put the team in its place.

The Second Team's captain looked at Yu Tianyu, his legs trembling. They were Spirit Elders too, but faced with Yu Tianyu's terrifying aura, they couldn't even muster the courage to fight.

"Begin!" the referee shouted.

"Martial Souls!" the Second Team captain roared, trying to bolster his courage with his voice.

But nobody on the other side moved.

Yu Tianyu didn't even release his Martial Soul.

He simply raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

"Snap."

"Clear them out."

As soon as he spoke, Zhu Zhuqing moved from behind him.

No one even saw her move.

A streak of black light flashed across the arena, like the scythe of the god of death.

"Netherworld... Instant Prison Kill!"

This was a new move Yu Tianyu had created by combining Instant Step: Night Kai with her Spirit Skill.

Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!

A series of muffled impacts rang out.

In less than ten seconds,

all seven members of the Heaven Dou Second Team were sent flying off the stage. They landed in a neat row and lay unconscious.

From beginning to end, aside from Zhu Zhuqing, not a single other member of the World Burial Team had even moved a step.

The entire arena fell silent.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Boom—!!

The stands erupted.

"Instant kill! One against seven!!"

"Who's that beauty? She's incredible!"

"Yu Tianyu didn't even make a move! Is this the World Burial Team? They're terrifying!"

On the high platform.

Emperor Xue Ye stood up in shock. "Is that... a girl from the Zhu Family? She's actually this strong?"

Beside him, "Xue Qinghe" stared fixedly at the young man who stood with his hands behind his back, looking completely at ease.

"So this is what you've trained them to be, Yu Tianyu... Just how many more surprises do you have in store?"

She touched the faint warmth that still lingered on her chest, the corner of her mouth curling into a barely perceptible smile.

In a corner of the stands.

The members of Shrek looked ashen.

"How is this possible..." Tang San's Purple Demon Eye had been active the entire time, yet even he hadn't been able to see Zhu Zhuqing's movements clearly.

"Her speed... is she even faster than me? And her Soul Power... at least level thirty-five! How is that possible? Half a month ago, she was only level twenty-seven!"

This rate of advancement, which defied all reason, left Tang San feeling utterly powerless.

"It must be some kind of evil technique!"

Grandmaster gritted his teeth. "That Yu Tianyu must have used an evil technique that burns through their life potential to forcefully raise their strength! This power is unstable! It won't last!"

"Xiao San, don't be afraid!"

"We still have a chance! As long as you have your Godly Zhuge Crossbow..."

Before Grandmaster could finish speaking.

On the arena, Yu Tianyu suddenly turned his head. His gaze passed unerringly through tens of thousands of spectators and landed on the shadowy corner where they sat.

He raised his right hand and pointed it toward Tang San and Grandmaster.

Then he turned his thumb downward.

It was an extremely insulting gesture.

His lips moved slightly:

"Next, it's your turn."

Crack!

The iron railing in Tang San's hand was crushed flat.

"Yu Tianyu..."

Tang San's eyes turned blood red, and uncontrollable killing intent churned within him.

If the righteous path was closed to him... if hard work couldn't help him catch up...

Tang San's hand moved to the Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges at his waist. Hidden inside were several vials of a deadly poison he had just developed, potent enough to kill with a single drop of blood, along with the vicious Hidden Weapon known as Yama's Invitation.

"If you want to die... then I'll grant your wish."

Behind the bright and dazzling arena, the seeds of darkness were growing wildly.