The sun shone brightly as Ye Guyue stood beneath the streaming rays.
"This husband will not haggle with you over trifles. Regarding our trip to Heaven Dou City to meet Yu Luomian in private, our role is to be the hands behind the curtain."
"As for other matters, we need not worry too much."
Ye Guyue produced a bamboo hat crafted from green bamboo; it was woven with delicate branches and looked exquisite.
"Husband, you've prepared everything already? This hat is so beautiful."
Bibi Dong watched him with wide, curious eyes.
"When I traveled the continent with Grandpa Azure Luan, he taught me personally. Back then, aside from cultivation, I spent my time learning this. I never expected it would come in handy."
Ye Guyue placed one of the hats onto Bibi Dong's head. The hat featured silk veils hanging from the brim, which could conceal her features and prevent her from being easily recognized.
At the time, he had searched for the finest green bamboo to make them, spending nearly half a year to finish the work.
Donning the hat, Bibi Dong walked to the mirror and looked at herself. Her naturally stunning face gained a touch of ethereal beauty behind the veil.
Bibi Dong nodded with satisfaction: "Husband, your craftsmanship is truly excellent."
"It's nothing much," Ye Guyue said, setting the hat aside.
"Husband's craftsmanship is good, but actually, my skills are quite good too. Don't I always make you feel very comfortable every time?"
Beneath the hat, Bibi Dong's smile was charming and alluring.
Ye Guyue froze, then rolled his eyes at her in annoyance: "Don't talk nonsense. Besides, we cannot act so recklessly in the Worship Hall. If not for my self-restraint, I almost..."
Realizing his slip, Ye Guyue quickly clamped his mouth shut, refusing to continue.
Bibi Dong chuckled to herself; how could she possibly miss such an opportunity?
Husband, isn't this the very reason you handed yourself over so willingly?
She had been fretting over not finding a chance.
She reached out, picked up the other hat from the table, and gently placed it on Ye Guyue's head. The trailing silk veil obscured his flushed cheeks, leaving only his fair chin exposed.
"Almost what, Husband? You almost couldn't help but cry out, right?"
Bibi Dong smiled coquettishly. She reached out to brush aside the silk veil, her fingertips lightly tracing Ye Guyue's lips:
"Since we didn't finish in the Worship Hall, we shall finish it at home. It won't be too late to head to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan once we are done."
As soon as she finished speaking, she lunged into Ye Guyue's arms, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck.
"Dong'er! Don't be reckless! Think of the child in your belly!"
Ye Guyue hurriedly reached out to support her waist, terrified she might fall, his tone filled with helplessness.
"Don't worry, I know my limits."
Bibi Dong stood on her tiptoes and kissed his lips.
The hats slid from their heads and rolled onto the carpet.
Ye Guyue had originally intended to push her away, but under her kiss, most of his strength instantly dissipated, leaving him to let her push him back onto the bed.
Half an hour later.
Ye Guyue lay sprawled on the bed, his hair disheveled and his cheeks still flushed with a lingering heat.
He looked at the refreshed Bibi Dong beside him and said with a huff:
"Satisfied now? Can we set off?"
"Satisfied, very satisfied."
Bibi Dong smiled as she helped him straighten his collar and picked up the hat to place it back on his head:
"Let's go, Husband. We are going to meet Yu Luomian. I want to see for myself what this man, who dared to turn against Yu Yuanzhen for his daughter's sake, is really like."
Ye Guyue sighed, feeling as though Bibi Dong was truly insatiable, and stood up.
He smoothed his robes and checked the contents of his Soul Tool one last time. Confirming everything was in order, he took Bibi Dong's hand and walked out the door.
The sunlight spilled over them, the silk veils of their hats fluttering in the breeze, obscuring their faces.
Summoning the Radiant Holy Dragon, the two rose into the air, landed on its back, and headed toward the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
Less than half a day later.
The two landed near the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, looking at the towering mountain gate at the foot of the peak, though the interior was already in a state of chaos.
"Who are you? What are you doing skulking around our sect?"
Their gazes locked onto the woman who had appeared on the right.
After Ye Guyue clearly saw the newcomer's face, he froze for a moment, then raised his hand to lift his veil, revealing his true features:
"Liu Erlong, it's me!"
Liu Erlong covered her mouth in a soft gasp: "Brother Guyue, why have you come here?"
"Naturally, to have a talk with your father. I have also learned a thing or two about the state of your sect," Ye Guyue said calmly.
The shameful affairs of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan were known to almost everyone.
Liu Erlong's expression was slightly embarrassed: "I've let Brother Guyue see a joke. Since you wish to find my father, please follow me."
Liu Erlong led the way, with Bibi Dong and Ye Guyue following closely behind.
Passing the mountain gate, the guarding disciples did not dare to ask any questions.
The sect was already in a state of panic, fearing that it would split apart at any moment.
Yu Luomian's prestige within the sect was not small.
Although he could not compare to Yu Yuanzhen, he could mobilize nearly half of the sect's power.
Entering the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Liu Erlong led the two all the way to Yu Luomian's residence.
"Brother Guyue, my father is inside."
Liu Erlong knocked on the door, exchanged a few words with Yu Luomian, and then opened the door.
At this moment, a worried Yu Luomian sat on a chair with his brows tightly furrowed:
"Erlong, what urgent matter do you have to see your father for?"
As the words fell.
The response did not come from Liu Erlong, but from an extremely cold and emotionless voice.
"Senior Yu Luomian, excuse the intrusion. The Holy Son of Martial Soul Hall, Ye Guyue, has come to pay a visit."
Yu Luomian cast his gaze over.
Ye Guyue removed his bamboo hat, revealing a peerless countenance.
Yu Luomian's pupils constricted; he clearly had not expected the Holy Son of Martial Soul Hall to appear at such a time.
Yu Luomian immediately said:
"Erlong, go brew some tea quickly. Holy Son, please sit, and this young lady as well."
Ye Guyue and Bibi Dong both took their seats.
Ye Guyue placed his bamboo hat on the table and got straight to the point:
"I have come this time because I am already aware of the internal affairs of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. Therefore, Senior Yu Luomian, do you wish to break away and become independent?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Yu Luomian's body shuddered.
Even Liu Erlong, who was brewing tea, was visibly stunned. For her father to break away and become independent—wouldn't that mean a complete rupture with Yu Yuanzhen?
Yu Luomian sat in his chair, lost in deep thought.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was currently one of the Upper Three Sects, and if he called for independence, half of the sect would follow him.
The matter of Yu Xiaogang was originally the fuse; he had escaped from the dungeon and there had been no trace of him since, and as for whether Yu Yuanzhen had secretly assisted him, he was very clear in his heart.
"I believe you are also aware of what Yu Yuanzhen has done, Senior. We at Martial Soul Hall can assist you in secret, and at that time, we can also help you break through to become a Titled Douluo."
Yu Luomian jumped up in shock:
"Is this true, Your Highness Holy Son? Do you really have a way to help me break through?"
Ye Guyue nodded: "It is true. As long as you are willing, I can contact people to assist you in successfully breaking away."
This idea swirled in Yu Luomian's heart, and coupled with Yu Yuanzhen's previous actions, he immediately slapped the table:
"I'll do it. Your Highness Holy Son, I accept your proposal."
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