The sun shone brightly as Ye Guyue stood in the golden rays streaming into the room.
"I won't quibble with you about it, my dear. As for our trip to Heaven Dou City, we'll meet Yu Luomian in private. What we need to do is work behind the scenes."
"As for everything else, we don't need to worry too much."
Ye Guyue took out a bamboo hat made from green bamboo. Its woven branches were exquisitely crafted.
"Husband, you've already prepared one? This hat is so pretty."
Bibi Dong stared at it, wide-eyed.
"Grandpa Azure Luan taught me when we traveled the continent together. Besides cultivating, that was what I spent my time learning back then. I never thought it would come in handy."
Ye Guyue placed a hat on Bibi Dong's head. A gauzy veil hung from its brim, concealing her face and making her hard to recognize.
He had used the finest green bamboo he could find, and it had taken nearly half a year to finish.
Wearing the hat, Bibi Dong walked to the mirror and took a look. The veil shrouded her already breathtaking features, lending her an ethereal beauty.
Bibi Dong nodded in satisfaction. "Husband, you're quite the craftsman."
"It was nothing." Ye Guyue set the hat aside.
"You're good with your hands, husband. I'm pretty good with mine, too. Haven't I made you feel wonderful every time?"
Beneath the veil, Bibi Dong smiled seductively.
Ye Guyue froze, then shot her an exasperated look. "Don't say things like that. And we can't keep fooling around in the Worship Hall. If I hadn't had such good self-control, I would've—"
Realizing he'd said too much, Ye Guyue quickly stopped himself.
Bibi Dong smiled to herself. How could she let this opportunity slip by?
Wasn't this the perfect excuse to get her husband to give in?
She'd been looking for just the right chance.
She picked up the other hat from the table and gently set it on Ye Guyue's head. The veil fell over his flushed cheeks, leaving only the tip of his pale chin visible.
"What would you have done, husband? You almost couldn't hold back a sound, right?"
Bibi Dong's smile was charming and sweet. She lifted the veil, her fingertips brushing lightly across Ye Guyue's lips.
"If we didn't finish in the Worship Hall, we can finish at home. We can go to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan afterward."
As she spoke, she threw herself into Ye Guyue's arms and wrapped both arms tightly around his neck.
"Dong'er! Don't get carried away! Be careful of the baby!"
Ye Guyue hurriedly held her by the waist, afraid she might fall. His voice was full of helplessness.
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."
Bibi Dong rose onto her toes and kissed him.
Their hats slipped from their heads and rolled onto the carpet.
Ye Guyue had meant to push her away, but as soon as she kissed him, half his strength melted away. He could only let her push him down onto the bed.
Half an hour later.
Ye Guyue lay sprawled on the bed, his hair a mess and a lingering flush on his cheeks.
He looked at Bibi Dong, who seemed completely refreshed, and said irritably:
"Are you satisfied now? Can we leave?"
"Very satisfied."
Bibi Dong smiled as she straightened his collar, then picked up his hat and set it on his head.
"Come on, husband. Let's go see Yu Luomian. I want to find out what kind of person would dare defy Yu Yuanzhen for his daughter."
Ye Guyue sighed. Bibi Dong really did seem insatiable. He got to his feet.
After smoothing her skirt and checking the contents of her Storage Soul Tool, she confirmed everything was in order. Then she took Bibi Dong by the hand and led her out.
Sunlight fell over them as the veils fluttered in the breeze, concealing their faces.
They summoned the Radiant Holy Dragon, climbed onto its back, and soared toward the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
In less than half a day, they landed near the clan. They looked toward the towering gates at the foot of the mountain, but inside, everything was already in chaos.
"Who are you, and what are you skulking around near our clan for?"
Their gazes settled on a woman who had appeared to the right.
Recognizing her, Ye Guyue froze for a moment, then raised a hand to lift his veil and reveal his face.
"Liu Erlong, it's me!"
Liu Erlong covered her mouth in surprise. "Brother Guyue, what are you doing here?"
"Of course, we came to speak with your father. I've also heard about what's going on in your clan," Ye Guyue said calmly.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's disgrace was common knowledge.
A flush of embarrassment crossed Liu Erlong's face. "I'm sorry you had to see this, Brother Guyue. If you're here to see my father, please follow me."
Liu Erlong led the way, with Bibi Dong and Ye Guyue close behind.
The disciples guarding the gates didn't dare ask questions as they passed.
The clan was already in turmoil, and everyone feared it would split apart.
Yu Luomian also held considerable sway within the clan.
Though he couldn't rival Yu Yuanzhen, he could command nearly half the clan's strength.
After entering the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Liu Erlong led them straight to Yu Luomian's residence.
"Brother Guyue, my father's inside."
Liu Erlong knocked on the door. After exchanging a few words with Yu Yuanzhen, she opened it.
Yu Luomian sat in a chair, his brow furrowed with worry.
"Erlong, what urgent matter did you need to discuss with me?"
But it wasn't Liu Erlong who answered.
"Senior Yu Luomian, sorry to trouble you. The Holy Son of Spirit Hall, Ye Guyue, has come to pay you a visit."
Yu Luomian looked over.
Ye Guyue removed his hat, revealing his striking features.
Yu Luomian's pupils contracted. He clearly hadn't expected the Holy Son of Spirit Hall to appear at a time like this.
Yu Luomian immediately said:
"Erlong, hurry and make some tea. Your Highness the Holy Son, please sit. And you too, miss."
Ye Guyue and Bibi Dong took their seats.
Ye Guyue set his hat on the table and got straight to the point.
"I'm aware of what's happening within the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. So, Senior Yu Luomian, are you considering breaking away?"
At his words, Yu Luomian's body trembled.
Even Liu Erlong, who was pouring the tea, froze. If her father broke away, wouldn't that mean severing ties with Yu Yuanzhen for good?
Yu Luomian sat in silence, lost in thought.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was one of the Upper Three Sects. If he called for independence, half the clan would follow him.
Yu Xiaogang's affair had been the fuse. He'd escaped the dungeon and vanished without a trace, and Yu Luomian knew perfectly well whether Yu Yuanzhen had secretly helped him.
"I'm sure you know what Yu Yuanzhen has done, Senior. Spirit Hall can secretly support you. When the time comes, we can also help you break through to Titled Douluo."
Yu Luomian shot up from his chair.
"Is that true, Your Highness the Holy Son? You really have a way to help me break through?"
Ye Guyue nodded. "It's true. If you're willing, I can contact people who'll help you break away successfully."
The idea churned in Yu Luomian's mind. Thinking of Yu Yuanzhen's past actions, he immediately slapped the table.
"I'm in, Your Highness the Holy Son. I accept your proposal."
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