Sun Moon Orthodox? The Xu Family's Decline

"Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well?"

"The one you speak of, the second of the three great treasure basins belonging to this plane, the divine miracle of the Dragon Clan?"

The Goddess of Love's voice remained mournful and desolate.

The purple-haired boy, or rather, the Dragon Emperor.

He nodded gently and said, "Indeed, we could say we have a connection."

"The two of us, one being the first and the other the third, must now pay a visit to the second."

"Mmhmm." The Goddess of Love covered her mouth and smiled, the cold, desolate aura surrounding her fading significantly.

The purple-haired Dragon Emperor shook his head slightly, saying, "However, this Tang Sect is truly mysterious. Within their Mysterious Heaven Hundred Treasures Record, there is actually a complete record of these three sites where we gods fell."

"Even for me, having borrowed the eyes of the Sun Moon Imperial Family for generations, traveling this plane for tens of thousands of years, and reading through the history of all three continents, I have never been able to discover how Tang San, the ancestor of the Tang Sect, came to know of these three secret locations."

"Sigh." A trace of melancholy appeared in the eyes of the Goddess of Love.

Her voice was ethereal: "Three secret realms bury three pasts. I wonder if the God of Thunder, who also fell in this world, has also created a forbidden land?"

As she spoke, the red and white layer on the Goddess of Love's soul body began to churn chaotically, as if a third color were about to be born from within.

"My soul body is still unstable; I shall leave the rest to you."

With that, she immediately transformed into red and white cold light, dissipating and vanishing from the left rear seat of the car.

The purple-haired Dragon Emperor nodded gently in silent response.

He looked back out at the bustling night scene outside the window, which formed a sharp contrast with the gloomy atmosphere inside the car.

It was as if he were completely out of place with the outside world, a sense of being independent from the world.

The Soul Guidance Car continued to accelerate along the main road, quickly reaching the maximum speed limit set by the Federation, yet the interior remained exceptionally quiet, without a single sound leaking in.

Before long, this Soul Guidance Car, carrying two dragons and one ghost, arrived at the central district of Proud Arrival City.

A tower-shaped building, three stories tall, stood upon this circular roundabout.

Layers of floor-to-ceiling windows stacked upward, with faint blue and white lights.

Spirit Pagoda, Proud Arrival City Branch.

The Soul Guidance Car drove steadily, passing through a corner entrance on the side of the first floor of the tower and into the underground garage.

As soon as he got out of the car, the Dragon Emperor tore off the display device on his right wrist and threw it to Di Guangming, who had stepped out without pulling the keys, then walked toward the elevator.

At this moment, two rows of men in black suits and sunglasses were already standing straight at the entrance corridor of the internal elevator.

On the lapels of their left chests, each had a tower-shaped emblem embroidered.

Additionally, a young man with medium-short purple hair stood in the aisle between the two rows of men, holding a large display board against his chest with both hands.

When the purple-haired boy approached, a fanatical expression immediately appeared on the young man's face, and he led the group in kneeling with a "thud."

He lowered his voice, excited yet restrained: "My God!"

"The Soul Tool in the family that synchronizes with your 'wrist device' detected that you were unwell, so I was specifically sent to rush to Proud Arrival City by air to make a pilgrimage."

"Now that I see you are well, my uncle and the elders in the family can finally sleep soundly tonight."

Purple light bloomed in the young man's eyes, his fanatical expression plain for all to see.

The Amethyst Dragon Emperor passed by his side, glanced at the camera on the display screen in the young man's arms, gave a light "Mhm" in response, and then walked into the internal elevator with the Holy Dragon King.

Meanwhile.

Sun Moon Federation, Sun Moon City (Ming Capital).

Ming Capital Spirit Pagoda (one of the Eighteen Heavenly Pillars).

A simulated training room.

Scorching heat waves swirled within the room; despite it being a sealed space filled with purple light, a sense of gloom lingered.

A middle-aged man sat cross-legged in the center of this "furnace," his wild purple hair standing upright at the roots.

He was tall and sturdy, his muscles coiled like dragons, flowing with dragon-like power.

At this moment, he seemed to sense something, took a deep breath of the scorching air, and opened a pair of bright purple slit pupils.

"Enter." His teeth parted slightly, emitting a deep dragon language that hummed incessantly in the room.

Outside the training room door, someone had been waiting for a long time; they pushed the door open and entered, also holding a display screen in their arms.

The middle-aged man stood up with a "crackle," and a purple sun descended behind him, causing the purple light in the room to vanish instantly.

"How is it?" The man asked, worry appearing between his brows.

The person who entered reported: "Reporting to the Councilor, the Divine Ancestor's human vessel is unharmed."

As he spoke, he turned on the display screen in his arms. The real-time footage appeared, freezing at the moment the Amethyst Dragon Emperor, accompanied by the Holy Dragon King, walked past the camera and into the elevator.

But the purple-haired middle-aged man, referred to as the "Councilor," let out a long sigh of relief: "That is for the best, that is for the best..."

"The Divine Ancestor is the key to the orthodox revival of our Xu Family; nothing can go wrong, not even in the slightest."

The person who entered bowed his head: "Yes! This subordinate will immediately dispatch more personnel to be stationed in Proud Arrival City in the East Sea under the guise of official business."

"Go." The purple-haired Councilor nodded.

As his subordinate turned to leave, he added, "Right, from now on, when you see me in private on this floor, there is no need to address me by my title."

"Because it won't be long before the sons of my Xu Family restore the entire Sun Moon Federation!"

Upon hearing these words, the subordinate's eyes ignited with a fire of excitement, and he responded in a shout: "Yes! Family Head!"

Councilor Xu, or rather, this Head of the Xu Family, raised his powerful right elbow and suddenly clenched his five fingers into a fist.

Without using his Martial Soul or soul power, relying solely on his physical strength and stamina, he caused the air in his grip to twist and deform.

Feeling the power of destruction surging and circulating within his body, he couldn't help but curl his lips, revealing four sharp dragon fangs.

"This is power... the Purple Radiance Heaven-Extinguishing Dragon Martial Soul."

A fanatical glint erupted in Councilor Xu's eyes.

Once upon a time, he had been nothing more than a Tool Soul Master.

A "Sun Soul Master" with a mediocre physique and no boost from a Beast Martial Soul.

But after that earth-shattering night, the entire Sun Lineage of the Xu Family had undergone a meteoric transformation.

Their branch, the Xu-surnamed members who had been ostracized by the main "Three-Eyed White Tiger" line, had finally regained control of their destiny while standing on the precipice of power.

And the cause of all this stemmed from the deity worshipped by their ancestors—the Sun Moon Imperial Family—who had frequently descended with divine oracles six years ago to contact him, the head of a declining Xu Family.

As he reminisced, the Head of the Xu Family's bright purple vertical pupils grew hazy, as if he were dreaming back to six years ago—

That night of heaven-shaking, earth-shattering change...

Author's Note:

The author has promised to shape the Dragon King of the four-part Douluo series into a perfect legend without regrets.

With the inheritance of the Purple Radiance Heaven-Extinguishing Dragon Martial Soul, following Xu Tianran's pathetic death and Ju Zi replacing the "Sun Moon Purple Dragon" with the "Star Luo White Tiger"...

It is not hard to imagine that ten thousand years ago, that iron-blooded Empress and War Goddess "Ju Zi," who participated in the elimination of two pillar-state Limit Douluo and the last orthodox Emperor of the Sun Moon Empire, would have used an iron fist and ruthless means to purge the original Xu-surnamed imperial family so that her son could smoothly take control of the royal clan.

However, this also led to the inheritance of the Ancestor of Sub-Dragons' Martial Soul vanishing from the Douluo series; how could this not be a great regret for readers who love the "Purple Radiance Heaven-Extinguishing Dragon"?

Now, by having the ancestor of the Purple Radiance Heaven-Extinguishing Dragon Clan appear and lead the descendants of his followers to achieve a revival of their family, this "merit of following the dragon" can be considered an indirect compensation for that regret.

Rest assured, everyone; all future regrets will be filled (unless the author happens to overlook them).