Dragon God Valley, God of Fallen

After knocking for a long time, Bibi Dong's face was filled with confusion.

"I have already recovered."

"My husband should be fine by now."

Although she was somewhat violent, her husband's recovery speed should be faster than her own.

She was just about to push open the door to check on him.

The voice of Ye Guyue drifted out from inside the room.

"I am awake. As for what you did last night, I don't even need to think to know."

Ye Guyue's voice made Bibi Dong's pretty face flush red.

So, her husband had guessed it after all.

"Then, Husband, please hurry. I won't disturb you any further."

Bibi Dong returned to her own room, feeling guilty.

Inside the room, Liu Erlong had been pushed to the floor by Ye Guyue.

"You are presumptuous!"

Ye Guyue said angrily, wiping the saliva and a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth. His kissing technique was like that of a complete novice.

Other than kissing, it was just biting.

Who kisses like that?

Liu Erlong knelt on the floor, her face flushed with shame, bowing her head to accept her punishment.

"Brother Guyue, I'm sorry. It was Erlong who acted rashly. As long as you are no longer angry, I will do anything."

"You admit your mistake? I think you did it on purpose."

Liu Erlong apologized sincerely.

"Brother Guyue, Erlong absolutely did not. As long as you can vent your anger, I will do anything you ask."

As long as she didn't have to admit she was wrong, she would do anything; her tongue skills were truly top-tier.

"Forget it, go back. No, jump out the window."

"Since it's your first offense, I won't blame you. I hope you'll settle your heart." Ye Guyue had no intention of punishing her further.

He couldn't exactly whip her, could he?

He didn't have a penchant for abusing people.

Liu Erlong didn't bargain; she walked to the window and glanced back at the incredibly alluring Ye Guyue.

She deeply etched the scene before her into her memory, then immediately leaped out and flew away.

Collecting his thoughts, Ye Guyue pushed open the door, and upon hearing his footsteps, Bibi Dong immediately opened her own door.

"How was your rest, Husband?" Bibi Dong asked.

"You still have the nerve to ask."

Ye Guyue gave Bibi Dong a look for her to interpret herself, his legs feeling somewhat weak.

Bibi Dong stepped forward to support him. "Careful, Husband. With Dong'er here, it's alright."

How wonderful it would be if her husband were delicate and fragile; she could lock him in a secret room day after day, and he would never be able to run away.

Ye Guyue didn't say much. After going downstairs, he realized Liu Erlong was gone.

"Husband, where is Liu Erlong?"

"Her? She probably left on her own. Regardless, we have important matters to attend to, so let's not worry about her."

Ye Guyue assumed Liu Erlong had interpreted his meaning as: leave first and don't come back.

Little did he know, when Liu Erlong jumped out the window, she had run into her father, Yu Luomian.

She had already been taken to a teahouse by Yu Luomian, who was questioning why she had jumped out of the hotel.

After Liu Erlong explained the cause and effect.

The tea in Yu Luomian's mouth sprayed out.

"What? You were actually with the Martial Soul Hall Saint Son and jumped out of someone else's room? How is this proper?"

Yu Luomian broke out in a cold sweat; if this matter angered the Martial Soul Hall, he wouldn't dare to take responsibility for it even if he had eight hundred guts.

"Father, Brother Guyue is not a bad person. Before I left, I made sure he was fine. There's no need to be so worried," Liu Erlong said.

Yu Luomian breathed a sigh of relief. "As long as he's fine. Does the Saintess know you are so close to the Saint Son?"

At the mention of this, Liu Erlong pursed her lips. "I came secretly; how could I possibly be discovered?"

It would have been better if she hadn't said that; it only made Yu Luomian's back grow colder.

"So you're cheating behind her back?"

To think his own daughter would do such a thing.

Theoretically, there was nothing wrong with his educational theory.

Why, then, did his daughter look so infatuated?

It was over; his daughter had completely fallen.

"Don't worry, Father, I won't be discovered," Liu Erlong laughed.

"Since it has already happened, there is nothing more for me to say. Just be as careful as you can. Unless the Holy Maiden is willing to let the Holy Son have more women, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Liu Erlong had clearly not considered the consequences at all, completely immersed in the throes of romance.

Liu Erlong chuckled, "Father, let's not talk about that. Have you heard about Yu Xiaogang?"

"I have. He has already been thrown into the dungeon by Prince Xue Xing. I can only say he deserved it."

Initially, Yu Luomian had been quite pleased that Yu Xiaogang could suddenly cultivate; after all, as the Sect Master's son, he represented the face of the sect when out in the world.

Yu Yuanzhen snorted, his tone icy:

"His fart caused everyone at yesterday's Food Festival to pass out, and many are still bedridden. The Emperor has already ordered severe punishment without leniency; I fear the Sect Master is having a difficult time right now."

Liu Erlong sipped her tea while snacking to fill her stomach.

As for Yu Xiaogang, it wouldn't be a bad thing for the sect to have one less troublemaker.

Ye Guyue, who was on his way to the destination of his first trial, was suddenly intercepted by Yu Yuanzhen.

"Sect Master Yu, is something the matter?"

Ye Guyue stood with his sleeves fluttering in the wind, radiating an aura of uprightness.

Yu Yuanzhen's sudden interception was certainly not for anything good.

"Your Highness the Holy Son, please accompany me to the Imperial Palace."

"Otherwise, I fear my son Xiaogang's life will not be spared."

Yu Yuanzhen had just returned from Emperor Xue Ye, and the Emperor had decreed that unless Ye Guyue stepped in, Yu Xiaogang would remain imprisoned in the dungeon indefinitely.

At the time, it was Ye Guyue and his companions who had struck Yu Xiaogang down.

Unless they obtained his forgiveness, there would be no reprieve.

Ye Guyue frowned, "Sect Master Yu, isn't it inappropriate for you to be so unreasonable?"

"I hope Your Highness the Holy Son will grant this," Yu Yuanzhen said, cupping his hands.

Ye Guyue flicked his sleeve, "And if I refuse?"

"Then I can only offend you. Afterward, I shall personally go to Martial Soul Hall to apologize. When it concerns the safety of my own son, I have no choice but to do this," Yu Yuanzhen said in a deep voice.

The aura of a Title Douluo erupted suddenly.

Ye Guyue's expression turned cold, and the aura of a Soul Douluo burst forth.

The Radiant Holy Dragon spiraled out, letting out a furious roar at Yu Yuanzhen.

His seventh and eighth soul rings were both one hundred thousand years old.

Yu Yuanzhen stood frozen in place, his face full of astonishment, "When did Your Highness the Holy Son break through to become a Soul Douluo?"

It was over; a Soul Douluo, combined with the Radiant Holy Dragon martial soul—trying to force him to stay would be as difficult as ascending to heaven.

"Sect Master Yu, you had better think this through. If you offend Martial Soul Hall, I will have your entire sect wiped out because of your stupidity."

"Do you think you have a one hundred percent chance of success? Going to Martial Soul Hall to apologize? What wishful thinking. Do you really believe Martial Soul Hall would compromise because of you?"

Ye Guyue let out a light laugh.

Yu Yuanzhen was thinking of the matter far too simply.

Grandpa Qian alone would be enough to annihilate the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan in an instant.

The once high-spirited Yu Yuanzhen fell silent, and shortly thereafter, his martial soul dissipated.

"It was I who was too naive. My apologies; I hope Your Highness the Holy Son will not hold this against me," Yu Yuanzhen said, bowing.

Put that way, Yu Yuanzhen truly dared not make a move. If his own stupidity, or his desire to save his foolish son, led to the destruction of the sect, he would be failing the ancestors of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.