Yu Yuanzhen Heads Off to Listen to Books

After the young man finished his report, the entire great hall fell into a deathly silence that lasted for half an incense stick's time.

The elders on both sides of the hall exchanged glances, their expressions shifting through a spectrum of extreme reactions.

There was shock, there was absurdity, but above all, there was the indignation of being offended.

"Absurd! This is the most ridiculous joke under the heavens!"

Finally, a hot-tempered elder sitting at the head of the left row slammed his hand against the table and stood up.

He pointed at the youth kneeling on the ground and rebuked him angrily:

"What innate Supreme Bone? What Double Pupil?"

"A three-and-a-half-year-old brat, even if he started cultivating from the womb, could never possess a strength of one hundred thousand jin!"

"And that so-called Shrouding the Heavens Universe, that Ancient Sacred Body—it is all pure nonsense!"

The elder was so furious that his beard bristled as he shouted:

"Relying on a pair of bare fists to shake divine weapons? To challenge an Emperor?"

"What does he think this physical body is? The scales of a hundred-thousand-year True Dragon?"

"In our Douluo Continent, who doesn't know that our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan possesses the number one beast martial soul in the world!"

"Our direct disciples only need to break through level thirty to activate the Dragon Transformation Secret Skill. The strength of our physical bodies is enough to tear through steel!"

"He is just a storyteller, spouting nonsense about mortals using their bare hands to shatter stars. This is clearly an attempt to belittle those of us who possess top-tier beast martial souls!"

Following this elder's outburst, the other elders chimed in one after another.

"The Seventh Elder is right."

Another old man sneered as he stroked his beard:

"In this old man's view, this Su Chen is nothing but a sensationalist fraud."

"The things he talks about cannot withstand even the slightest scrutiny."

"Just listen to that nonsense he made up about the Ruthless Empress."

The old man's eyes were filled with disdain and contempt:

"A mortal little beggar who hadn't even awakened a martial soul, who didn't even have the qualifications to cultivate."

"By relying on some Heaven-Swallowing Demonic Art, she could devour those so-called top-tier physiques? And eventually ascend to become an Empress?"

"This is an insult to the very word 'cultivation'!"

"If any stray cat or dog could defy the heavens and change their fate with a single manual, wouldn't our top-tier bloodlines, passed down through millions of years, become a joke?"

The thing the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan took the most pride in was the dragon bloodline flowing through their veins.

Bloodline supremacy was the faith carved into their very bones.

Now, a storyteller had suddenly appeared, telling them that a little girl who scavenged for scraps had used a mortal body to step over all top-tier bloodlines and reach the pinnacle of the universe.

How could their noble pride ever endure such a thing?

This was even more unbearable than being pointed at and called trash!

"Not only that."

A third elder added with a gloomy face:

"That boy also mentioned some Innate Sacred Body Dao Fetus and some Emperor Wu Shi at the end."

"Turning his back to all living beings, suppressing the ages?"

"Bah!"

The elder spat fiercely: "Just a few arrogant lines of poetry. Does he really think he is a creator god?"

"What Life Forbidden Zone, what Dark Turmoil—they sound scary, but in plain terms, he just couldn't make a living in this Douluo Continent and resorted to weaving mysterious, nonsensical stories to swindle those ignorant commoners!"

Listening to the elders belittling the stories one after another.

The young disciple kneeling on the ground felt his body tremble even more violently.

He swallowed hard, braced himself, looked up, and said with a trembling voice:

"Elders... that Su Chen, perhaps he really isn't bragging..."

"Insolent!" the hot-tempered Seventh Elder roared, his eyes wide: "Are you boosting the morale of others while destroying our own prestige?"

"No, it's not like that!"

The young disciple hurriedly waved his hands, explaining:

"Elders, Sect Master!"

"This disciple saw it with his own eyes!"

"When Su Chen faced the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor poison released by Poison Douluo, he didn't release any martial soul or spirit rings."

"He simply stood there, a golden aura of blood and energy erupting from his body, and with a casual flick of his sleeve..."

"He, he directly swatted away the pillar of poison from Senior Dugu!"

"And he only used one hand to smash Poison Douluo, who had unleashed his Martial Soul Avatar, onto the ground like he was picking up a chick!"

The young disciple's words caused the crowd to gradually fall silent.

Dispersing a Title Douluo's poison with a flick of his sleeve?

Knocking out Dugu Bo while he was in his Martial Soul Avatar state with a single hand?

And all of this without even using a shred of soul power?!

"This... how is this possible?!"

The Seventh Elder's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. He stared fixedly at the youth and roared, "Have you fallen under some illusion, running back to the sect to spread such nonsense!"

"What kind of existence is a Title Douluo? Even if Dugu Bo is incompetent, he is still a genuine level ninety-two!"

"To instantly kill a Title Douluo with one hand without using soul power—even that woman from Martial Soul Hall could never do such a thing!"

"Elder, please see the truth!"

The young disciple was so terrified he kowtowed repeatedly. "Every word I say is the truth. There were hundreds of eyes watching inside Listening Rain Pavilion at the time, and Sect Master Ning of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and Sword Douluo were also present. This matter is absolutely not false in the slightest!"

Hearing that Ning Fengzhi was also present, the elders in the great hall were completely silenced.

If it were only this disciple's account, they could have dismissed it as an illusion.

But if even Ning Fengzhi was there, then this matter was likely true nine times out of ten!

For a moment, a cold sweat broke out on the backs of all the elders.

A monster with no soul power who could instantly kill a Title Douluo with one hand?

Could it be... that what he spoke of, that Perfect World, that Shrouding the Heavens Universe, were all real?!

Could it be that in this world, there truly exists an Ancient Sacred Body capable of challenging Great Emperors with physical strength alone?

Could there really be such a thing as the Heaven-Swallowing Demonic Art that devours all bloodlines?

However, just as the atmosphere in the hall reached a point of extreme oppression and everyone was trembling in horror at Su Chen's strength:

"Enough."

A voice like a muffled thunderclap suddenly exploded above the hall.

Yu Yuanzhen, who had been sitting on the Thunder Dragon Throne with his eyes closed to rest his mind, finally stood up.

Seeing this, the elders below all felt their hearts tremble and lowered their heads in succession.

"Sect Master!"

Yu Yuanzhen looked down at the crowd from his high position and spoke:

"Regardless of whether he truly has the ability or used some trickery."

"And regardless of whether the world he speaks of is real or fake."

"On the territory of our Douluo Continent, to belittle the beast martial souls of our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan while elevating those so-called mortal physiques—"

"This is a provocation against the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan!"

After speaking, Yu Yuanzhen violently flicked his sleeves and strode toward the outside of the hall.

"That old poison-user Dugu Bo relies entirely on his toxins; his physical body is inherently weak. It is no surprise that he was caught off guard by a brute who understands a bit of body-refining techniques."

"Does he really think that defeating the weakest Title Douluo makes him invincible under the heavens?"

Yu Yuanzhen reached the entrance of the hall, paused for a moment, and turned his eyes, which were filled with lightning, toward the direction of Heavenly Dou Imperial City.

"Prepare the horses."

"This old man shall go personally to meet this storyteller named Su Chen."

"I want to see if his so-called physical might can withstand the lightning dragon transformation of my world-leading beast martial soul!"