Storms in Heaven Dou City, A Hidden Dragon Emerges from the Abyss

Heaven Dou Royal Academy, Elite Class.

Although it was called an elite class, the atmosphere here was exceptionally stifling due to the presence of Yu Tianyu. That "Blue Lightning outcast" who had nearly shattered the Testing Crystal during the assessment and sent a senior student flying with a single punch was currently sleeping on his desk as if no one else existed.

The sunlight from outside the window slanted across his deep blue, almost black short hair, outlining a soft halo, but in the eyes of the other students in the class, it looked more like the dangerous signal emitted by a slumbering beast.

"Brother Yu, wake up. This is Director Sun Buyu's class; he has already looked over here three times."

Pang Hu hunched his shoulders, using his thick palm to poke Yu Tianyu quietly. Ever since the placement test, Pang Hu had completely become Yu Tianyu's number one follower. In his own words, being able to scrape some benefits from the side of such a thick thigh would bring honor to his ancestors when he returned home.

Yu Tianyu lazily lifted his head, his deep violet eyes still carrying lingering sleepiness, yet it was enough to make the surrounding girls who were peeking at him catch their breath.

"What part are we on?" Yu Tianyu asked casually.

"Talking about... the Spirit Ring age limit selection and the body's tolerance limit." Pang Hu pointed at the dense charts on the blackboard. "Director Sun said the limit for a first Spirit Ring is four hundred and twenty-three years; if one forcibly absorbs a higher age, they will explode and die."

"Explode and die?"

Yu Tianyu let out a scoff, the sound not loud, yet clearly audible in the quiet classroom.

Sun Buyu on the podium stopped his chalk, his cold, eagle-like eyes instantly locking onto Yu Tianyu.

"Student Yu Tianyu, you seem to have a different opinion on what I am teaching?" Sun Buyu pushed up his glasses, his tone unkind.

He truly did not like Yu Tianyu. Although Yu Tianyu had displayed astonishing talent, this attitude of ignoring school rules and showing no respect for his elders was, in the eyes of the traditional Sun Buyu, typical of someone "talented but lacking virtue."

Yu Tianyu stood up, his slender figure appearing even more upright against the backdrop of his school uniform. He was not intimidated by Sun Buyu's aura; instead, he looked directly at him and said calmly, "Teacher, the limits you speak of apply to ordinary Martial Souls and ordinary Spirit Masters. But for those who possess top-tier Martial Souls, things like limits are meant to be broken."

"Arrogant!" Sun Buyu slammed the podium heavily. "This is an ironclad rule summarized over thousands of years in the Spirit Master world! Who do you think you are? Able to surpass those who came before you?"

"Just because those before us couldn't do it, doesn't mean those who come after cannot."

Information about Bibi Dong surfaced in Yu Tianyu's mind, and he also recalled the "halo" that Tang San was supposed to have. Since he, Yu Tianyu, had come to this world, then the so-called "Grandmaster theory" could only be relegated to second-rate.

"If I were you, Director Sun, I would focus more on the Spirit Master's own willpower and physical strength, rather than obsessing over those dry numbers."

After saying this, Yu Tianyu ignored Sun Buyu, whose face had turned the color of a pig's liver, and walked straight toward the classroom door.

"Stop! Where are you going?!" Sun Buyu roared.

"This class is useless to me. I'm going to the Mimicry Training Ground; it's more suitable for me there."

Yu Tianyu waved his hand without looking back, his dashing silhouette causing a series of low gasps to erupt in the classroom.

Dugu Yan, sitting in the front row, stared fixedly at the door, her long fingers turning white from the excessive force.

"Physical strength... willpower..." She whispered, repeating Yu Tianyu's words, her eyes flickering with an strange light.

Heaven Dou Royal Academy, Forest Mimicry Training Ground.

This place simulated the outer environment of the Star Dou Forest, the air permeated with rich vitality, making it very suitable for Beast Martial Soul Spirit Masters to cultivate.

Yu Tianyu sat cross-legged under a massive ancient locust tree, with no outsiders around. He slowly closed his eyes and looked inward.

The two Martial Souls hidden deep within his soul were currently in a state of delicate balance. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul remained in a suppressed state, while the Martial Soul known as "Dragon Slayer Magic" acted like an untiring furnace, crazily devouring the free spirit power in the surroundings.

"I haven't even added a Spirit Ring yet, and my body is already reaching saturation?"

Yu Tianyu could feel that his current physical fitness had far surpassed that of an ordinary level ten full spirit power Spirit Master. Dragon Slayer Magic was not just a means of attack; the moment it awakened, it began a "Dragon Transformation" modification of the host's body.

Although it couldn't be seen from the outside, the density of the muscle fibers under his skin, the strength of his bones, and even the toughness of his internal organs were all moving toward the standards of the dragon race.

"It's time to find a suitable Spirit Ring. Dad said he would find the best for me, but the best might not be in those captive spirit beast parks."

Yu Tianyu stood up and stretched his limbs, his fists and feet cutting through the air and emitting a series of dull, explosive sounds.

"Hey, you've been peeking for so long, don't you plan on coming out to say hello?" He suddenly sneered toward the jungle to the side.

"Whoosh—"

A dark green figure moved like a snake emerging from its hole, arriving before Yu Tianyu in an instant.

Dugu Yan.

At this moment, she lacked the arrogance she had in the classroom, her expression instead somewhat heavy. She looked at Yu Tianyu and asked straight to the point, "You said in the cafeteria the other day that I couldn't control my own poison; what did you mean by that?"

For the past few days, that sentence had circled in her mind like a curse. Especially when she was cultivating in the middle of the night, the numbness caused by the accumulation of toxins was indeed more intense than ever before.

Yu Tianyu looked at her, the corners of his mouth curling into a playful arc. "Exactly what I said. Dugu Yan, your grandfather Dugu Bo is the Poison Douluo, but when he taught you to cultivate poison arts, didn't he tell you that poison is a double-edged sword?"

"Grandfather said that only the weak are hurt by their own poison!" Dugu Yan retorted, though her confidence was clearly lacking.

"That's because he has exceptional talent, or rather, he uses his formidable Title Douluo cultivation to forcibly suppress the toxins. But you? What level are you at now?"

Yu Tianyu took a step forward, closing in on Dugu Yan. The faint, lingering pressure of his Dragon Slayer Magic caused the Jade Phosphor Snake Martial Soul within Dugu Yan to shrink back once more.

"The color of your fingernails has a strange deep green tint; that is a sign of poison entering the bones. If it isn't resolved, by the time you reach level thirty, every time it rains, you won't just feel heart-wrenching pain, your skin will also slowly fester."

"You're lying!" Dugu Yan's face turned deathly pale, and she subconsciously took a step back.

"Whether I'm lying or not, you know best in your heart."

Yu Tianyu reached out and pinched a falling locust leaf, his fingers exerting slight pressure, and the leaf instantly turned into charred powder in his palm.

"If you want to live, or rather, if you want your grandfather to live a little longer, you have to listen to me."

Dugu Yan suddenly raised her head, her eyes filled with shock. "You... you can even see my grandfather's condition?"

"Is this difficult?" Yu Tianyu turned around, his back to her, his voice sounding hollow. "In this world, there is nothing I cannot see through."

"As long as you agree to one condition, I can consider helping you, and even help your grandfather completely resolve the agony of his poison backlash."

Dugu Yan remained silent for a long time, the only sound being the rustling of leaves in the surroundings.

As the granddaughter of Poison Douluo, she had grown up surrounded by praise and fear; never had anyone dared to speak to her in such a condescending tone. But the absolute confidence Yu Tianyu displayed, combined with the sense of dread emanating from the depths of his bloodline, left her no choice but to believe him.

"What condition?" she asked, gritting her teeth.

Yu Tianyu turned his head, revealing a smile that was incredibly brilliant, yet sent a chill down Dugu Yan's spine.

"It's simple. From today on, in this academy, both you and that little girl named Ye Lingling must listen to me. In other words, I want to be your... leader."

He did not need groveling slaves; he needed the most elite wings in this world. And Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling were indispensable parts of his plan.

"You... you want to build a faction?" Dugu Yan keenly caught onto Yu Tianyu's intent.

"A faction? No, that is too low-level."

Yu Tianyu spread his arms as if embracing the entire void.

"What I am going to build is a... Dragon-Slaying Guard that will make even the gods tremble."

The sun set, casting the young man's shadow long across the ground.

Dugu Yan looked at this peer standing at the boundary of light and shadow, suddenly feeling that the rumors of him being an "abandoned pawn" were the greatest joke in the world.

The guy before her was clearly a World-Ending Demon Dragon, gathering its strength and preparing to tear the sky apart!

Heaven Dou City, on the bustling streets.

Just as Yu Tianyu was strategizing within the academy, two travel-worn wanderers walked through the city gates.

They were two middle-aged men with ordinary appearances but exceptionally firm gazes. One of them had a primitive iron hammer emblem hanging from his waist, and although he deliberately restrained himself, that inner aura of dominance still caused the passing patrol soldiers to feel an inexplicable palpitation.

"Big brother, this is the place," one of them whispered.

"Hmm." The man addressed as Big Brother was none other than Tang Hao. At this moment, he looked much older than before, but his tiger-like eyes contained a monstrous hatred.

"That wretch who ruined my son's hope... Yu Tianyu. Whether he hides in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect or in this Heaven Dou Academy, I will make him pay the price."

Behind him, a young man also stepped out. Although his features had become somewhat rugged due to long-term grueling training, the purple glint flickering in his blue eyes proved his identity.

Tang San.

At this time, Tang San had not yet encountered the later upheavals. He had just completed the initial stage of training under Tang Hao's guidance, and his spirit power level had also reached the edge of a breakthrough.

"Father, I will definitely defeat him with my own hands and prove that the power of Blue Silver Grass is no worse than a dragon spirit." Tang San clenched his fists, the teachings of Grandmaster echoing in his mind.

"Don't be careless, Little San. That Yu Tianyu is no ordinary person to be able to awaken such a bizarre spirit." Tang Hao looked at the towering gate of Heaven Dou Academy and snorted coldly. "Let's go, first go see that 'Grandmaster' and see what new methods he has researched."

The storm, at this moment, officially converged upon Heaven Dou.

And Yu Tianyu, at the center of the vortex, was standing on the high tower of the Mimicry Training Ground, watching the sun slowly descend in the distance, a cruel curve forming at the corner of his mouth.

"Have you arrived? My fated opponent..."

He reached out his hand, as if to crush that last trace of the setting sun.

"Unfortunately, this time, there is no place for you in the script, Tang San."

Night was falling, and within Heaven Dou City, countless shadows were stirring in the dark.

The hidden agents of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, the spies of Spirit Hall, and even the eyes of the mysterious Sea God Island were all, at this moment, locking their gazes onto the six-year-old boy who had already stirred the heavens and the earth.

But Yu Tianyu merely straightened his collar elegantly and said faintly to the empty darkness:

"Since you've come, don't think about leaving alive."

In that darkness, two crimson dragon flames suddenly ignited; they were the execution signals belonging solely to the Dragon Slayer!