Hero Saves the Beauty

However, when those hidden weapons were still a foot away from Tie Tang, a soul tool barrier suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking them.

"Haha, trash is just trash!" Tie Tang laughed loudly, saying to the surrounding Iron Blood Sect disciples, "Did you see that? This little girl made the first move, everyone follow me and charge in."

"I'd like to see who dares! If my mom and dad come back, they will definitely make you pay!" Tang Ya was so anxious that tears were about to fall; how could a nine-year-old girl like her fend off these burly men?

"Heh heh, I might as well tell you, my father Tie Li has already broken through to become a Soul Emperor. Even if your parents come back, so what?" Tie Tang sneered dismissively.

The Iron Blood Sect disciples beside him unleashed their Martial Soul Possession one after another, all of them being two-ring or three-ring soul masters.

Seeing this, Tang Ya's petite body trembled with fear, but she still stood her ground at the entrance of the Tang Sect, shouting, "Papa, Mama!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Thunderous roars erupted as several lightning dragon claws shot out, electrocuting the charging Iron Blood Sect disciples until they were charred and twitching uncontrollably.

"Calling someone 'Papa' the moment you meet is truly too polite," Bei Bei said as he walked over slowly, unable to help but tease Tang Ya, who looked like a frightened quail.

Tang Ya was stunned when she looked at Bei Bei; his handsome features and sunny smile were unforgettable, especially the warm, radiant aura emanating from his body.

However, she quickly snapped back to reality and said with a pout, "You... you dare take advantage of me!"

"I did help you, after all," Bei Bei laughed.

"Who are you? How dare you meddle in the affairs of our Iron Blood Sect!" Tie Tang was furious; the disciples he had brought were essentially all crippled.

Bei Bei slowly turned his head, looking at the other party with disdain, and said, "And where did you get the nerve to run wild here?"

The commotion he had just caused was not small, yet the Heaven Dou City law enforcement team had not arrived to investigate. It seemed the Iron Blood Sect had colluded with them in secret, determined to swallow up the last of the Tang Sect's heritage.

Seeing Bei Bei distracted, Tie Tang immediately summoned his Iron Arm Bear martial soul. With three soul rings—one white and two yellow—rising beneath his feet, he charged at Bei Bei.

"Be careful!" Tang Ya exclaimed.

Bei Bei summoned his own martial soul without haste. A high-pitched dragon roar rang out, a platinum scale appeared on his forehead, and his entire body was wrapped in violent golden lightning.

Unlike before, now that his cultivation had reached the Soul Elder level, Bei Bei could finally execute the Dragon Transformation Secret Art.

His right arm became thick and muscular, tearing through his sleeve as platinum scales emerged. His hand transformed into a sharp platinum dragon claw, with golden lightning flickering across it. Three purple soul rings hovered around his transformed arm.

After performing the Dragon Transformation technique, every part that underwent transformation would derive a new skill.

Dragon Claw—Dragon's Fury.

Bei Bei's attack power, defense, and strength were all doubled, and his mastery over the lightning element was significantly enhanced.

"First Soul Skill, Radiant Dragon Claw!"

The golden lightning on his hand erupted with a heart-stopping crackle, condensing into a golden dragon claw that swiped toward Tie Tang.

A soul power barrier appeared on Tie Tang's body; it was the third-grade defensive soul tool he carried.

However, when faced with Bei Bei's attack, the barrier was quickly riddled with cracks by the golden lightning, and the golden dragon claw slammed into his chest with unstoppable force.

Accompanied by the smell of burning flesh, Tie Tang's chest was instantly mangled. He was sent flying several meters away, collapsing to the ground, his life or death unknown.

"How truly weak," Bei Bei remarked indifferently, a gentle smile remaining on his lips.

"So... so powerful!" Tang Ya was also startled, murmuring with excitement.

Bei Bei's movements were too fast; he had resolved the opponent with a single clean strike. Neither Tang Ya nor Tie Tang had noticed the three purple soul rings that had flashed briefly on Bei Bei's arm.

"The Tang Sect was once the number one sect, so how did it fall so far as to be bullied by a nameless little sect?" Bei Bei looked at Tang Ya.

He found it hard to imagine how they could watch the Tang Sect decline day by day without being willing to make the slightest change or reform, stubbornly clinging to ten-thousand-year-old, outdated rules.

Tang Ya was about to retort upon hearing him speak ill of the Tang Sect.

Just then, she heard two anxious voices from not far away.

"Xiao Ya, are you alright!"

Two figures rushed over, arriving at Tang Ya's side and shielding her behind them.

"Papa, Mama, why are you only back now? Those bad guys from the Iron Blood Sect came again." Seeing her parents, Tang Ya's eyes filled with tears, her voice choked with sobs.

"That guy Tie Li brought a few people to tangle us up; it was hard to shake them off," Tang Ya's father said, comforting her softly. "Are you hurt?"

Tang Ya's mother pulled her into a tight embrace.

Bei Bei, standing to the side, looked the two of them over. Tang Ya's father was a Soul King, and her mother was a Soul Elder.

Their soul ring configurations were decent enough, but their martial souls were hard to describe—both were the trash-tier Blue Silver Grass.

To be honest, it was a miracle that a sect as rigid, conservative, and inflexible as the Tang Sect hadn't completely vanished by now.

Even the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect knew that one should find a partner with powerful combat capabilities.

Only the Tang Sect had a special fondness for the Blue Silver Grass martial soul.

Of course, after ten thousand years, it wasn't as if there had been no gains at all.

Even the trash-tier Blue Silver Grass could now stably awaken soul power after so many generations of inheritance.

It was just a pity that a trash martial soul was still a trash martial soul; reaching the level of a Soul King was their absolute limit.

"This big brother saved me," Tang Ya said, pointing at Bei Bei.

Tang Ya's father looked around, and seeing the miserable state of the Iron Blood Sect disciples, he couldn't help but frown slightly.

He then turned his gaze toward Bei Bei and said gratefully, "May I ask your name, young brother? Thank you for your assistance."

"You can just call me Bei Bei," Bei Bei replied with a smile.

"Soul Masters are not permitted to fight within Heaven Dou City. I fear you may face some trouble for injuring them," Tang Ya's father said, his face full of hesitation.

Looking at the man's expression, Bei Bei's estimation of him dropped even further. Beyond his previous flaws, the man was also weak-willed, foolish, and perhaps even a bit of an idiot!

"These are minor issues; it's not really any trouble at all," Bei Bei waved his hand dismissively. "My ancestors had some connection to your Tang Sect, and I just happened to run into this, so I lent a hand."

"Who? Who hurt my son?" An angry voice echoed from not far away.

An old man who looked seven or eight parts similar to Tie Tang arrived, leading a group of Iron Blood Sect disciples.

The man who had arrived was none other than the Iron Blood Sect Master, Tie Li, who possessed the cultivation of a six-ring Soul Emperor. The two people beside him were both Soul Kings, and the remaining Iron Blood Sect disciples were all at the level of Soul Elders and Soul Ancestors.