Yu Yuanzhen Wants to Offer Up Liu Erlong, Yu Luomian Is Furious, and the First Trial Is Complete

In the Heaven Dou Empire, the situation surrounding Yu Xiaogang continued to escalate.

Inside the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, the uproar was even greater.

Some proposed expelling Yu Xiaogang from the clan once and for all, so they wouldn't have to keep worrying themselves sick.

The Sect Council Hall was thick with tension.

"Clan Leader, I'll be blunt: Yu Xiaogang can't be allowed to stay. Otherwise, he'll become an endless source of trouble."

"Sure, he can raise his strength in a short time, but his methods are utterly immature. Are we supposed to wait until he says something like, 'I'll destroy the Spirit Hall, even if it takes generations and costs everything'?"

The Third Elder spoke in a deep voice from below.

For the sake of the clan's future, Yu Xiaogang's status as the clan's young master should have been stripped from him long ago.

Yet Yu Yuanzhen had dragged his feet until now.

The Fourth and Fifth Elders also voiced their agreement with the Second Elder.

Yu Yuanzhen rubbed his brow and sighed. What could he do to persuade Ye Guyue to help the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan? He couldn't leave Xiaogang in the dungeon forever.

It had taken Yu Xiaogang so long to break through level forty. It should have been a good thing, but instead he had made such a grave mistake.

"Clan Leader, I think the Second Elder makes a fair point."

Yu Luomian agreed.

The sooner they dealt with it, the sooner they could be at ease. Better not to let trouble grow in the dark.

Yu Yuanzhen sighed inwardly. Of course they weren't worried; Yu Xiaogang wasn't their son.

As his gaze settled on Yu Luomian, a thought suddenly struck him. "Luomian, didn't you have a daughter before?"

At those words, alarm bells rang in Yu Luomian's mind. Something was wrong.

If the Clan Leader had brought this up, trouble was surely on the way.

"Clan Leader, I did," Yu Luomian replied honestly.

Yu Yuanzhen thought for three seconds, then slowly said, "How about offering your daughter to His Highness the Holy Son? It might solve our urgent problem."

The words had barely left his mouth when—

Yu Luomian's expression stiffened. What kind of bullshit was that?

His own son had caused the trouble, and now he wanted Yu Luomian to use his daughter to smooth things over? Wasn't that going too far?

"Clan Leader, I'm afraid that won't do," Yu Luomian refused.

Yu Yuanzhen furrowed his brows, clearly displeased. "Luomian, His Highness the Holy Son is so outstanding. Besides, this would help strengthen the relationship between our two great powers."

Yu Luomian's veins throbbed. "Clan Leader, I must refuse. I could never agree to this. Erlong is my daughter, and I will never give my consent."

"Luomian, you have to think of the clan," Yu Yuanzhen said.

"Clan Leader." Yu Luomian rose to his feet. "I will never agree to this. If you insist, then we have nothing left to discuss."

With that, Yu Luomian stormed out.

Words like those were simply heartbreaking.

The other elders looked worried. If Yu Luomian fell out with Yu Yuanzhen, it would be a disaster.

The Clan Leader shouldn't have brought up such a thing in the first place.

"You may all leave."

The other elders filed out one after another.

Yu Luomian sat alone in his chair, lost in thought.

Time flew by.

Seven months later, in Dragon God Valley.

"Ah..."

The God of Fallen let out a muffled groan. His body was covered in wounds.

He had only just lifted his head when the Holy Emperor Dragon Spear was leveled at his neck, its spearhead gleaming coldly.

Looking at Ye Guyue, clad in white and as cool as snow, the God of Fallen let a trace of blood spill from the corner of his mouth and sneered.

"As expected of the Holy Dragon God's successor. You're truly powerful. I've spent all this time and still couldn't take you down."

Ye Guyue's gaze was cold, his tone indifferent.

"Your tricks don't work on me, God of Fallen. You've already lost. No matter how you look at it, you've been utterly defeated."

After all this time, Ye Guyue had finally dealt with the God of Fallen.

What a troublesome opponent.

"You win." The God of Fallen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "But I won't give up."

The God of Fallen smiled faintly.

Ye Guyue's vision went black. When he opened his eyes again, he had returned to the space.

The Holy Dragon God's voice rang out within the secret realm.

"Holy Dragon God's First Trial: Holy Dragon bloodline, awakening of the origin. Time limit: one year. Completed in seven months, exceeding expectations. Rewards: Holy Dragon God affinity increased by ten percent, Soul Power Level +1, Soul Ring age increased by ten thousand years, Soul Power increased to level eighty-five."

After hearing the rewards, Ye Guyue saw a pool of black liquid appear beneath him.

"Looks like those are all impurities."

With everything settled, Ye Guyue stood up. The Ice Dragon King's voice rang out in his sea of consciousness.

"Thank you, Little Guyue. We've almost fully recovered this time." The Ice Dragon King sounded delighted.

The Fire Dragon King's voice followed. "Thank you. I'll remember what you did for us."

Ye Guyue smiled faintly. "No need to thank me. We're friends."

In his sea of consciousness, the Fire Dragon King paused, sounding surprised as he murmured to himself, "Friends?"

It was the first time anyone had called him that.

Ye Guyue paid it no mind and left the secret realm.

When he stepped outside, he saw a woman with a graceful figure sitting where she was, cultivating.

Ye Guyue looked her over and nodded with satisfaction. "Not bad. You've gone up a few levels."

He didn't disturb her. Instead, he found a large rock and settled down to rest.

Just then, a pair of arms suddenly wrapped around him. Before he could react, a blue dragon tail coiled around him.

"Ice Dragon King, what are you doing?" Ye Guyue asked, looking at the Ice Dragon King as she poked her head out.

"Little Guyue, don't be so fierce. I just want to hug you. The Fire Dragon King and I don't have to fall into a deep sleep anymore. Those last two bursts of power helped us recover so quickly." The Ice Dragon King giggled with delight and looped her arms around Ye Guyue's neck.

"You smell so good. I like it." The Ice Dragon King sniffed, looking utterly enchanted.

Ye Guyue's face darkened. He pushed the Ice Dragon King away. "You're the Ice Dragon King, not some shameless flirt. Act properly."

The Ice Dragon King's arms were left empty. She pouted. "Honestly, you have no sense of romance."

And she really did smell good.

"Your wife looks about ready. Take a closer look when you get back." The Ice Dragon King chuckled before returning to Ye Guyue's sea of consciousness.

"What do you mean?" Ye Guyue asked, frowning in confusion.

Ye Guyue walked over to Bibi Dong. The moment he crouched in front of her, she happened to wake up.

"Senior Sister!"

Bibi Dong opened her eyes and saw Ye Guyue right in front of her. Excited, she threw herself at him.

"You finished so quickly. I was cultivating just now," Bibi Dong said.

Ye Guyue rubbed her head. "I know. Let's go back."

"Mm-hmm. We can go back and keep having fun," Bibi Dong said, still as shameless as ever.

Ye Guyue chuckled and rubbed his forehead. He released the Radiant Holy Dragon, took Bibi Dong's hand, and leaped onto its back. Then they set off for the Spirit Hall.

Half a day later.

Back at the Spirit Hall, they ran into Yue Guan, Gui Mei, and Dugu Bo, who were getting ready to go drinking.

"Your Highness the Holy Son and Saintess, you're back."

The three bowed.

Ye Guyue and Bibi Dong jumped down from the dragon's back and nodded. "We're back. Elder Yue, how have you and Elder Dugu been getting along?"

Yue Guan beamed. "Pretty well. Little Poison trusts Old Ghost and me completely now."

When Dugu Bo had first arrived, he'd been resistant, but now he'd accepted them at least halfway.

"In that case, you three elders carry on. Dong'er and I still have to go see Grandpa Qian."