Trash Yu Xiaogang, You Want to Save the Damsel Too? Liu Erlong's Disappointment

Even though Dugu Bo, Dugu Xuan, and Golden Crocodile did not deliberately release their soul power pressure.

The mere wisps of soul power aura they exuded were enough to make it difficult for them to even stand steady.

"Let her go?"

Dugu Bo stepped out from the crowd, staring at Yu Xiaogang with a sinister gaze:

"Yu Xiaogang, it has been decades, and you are still just a waste who can only flap his lips.

What, is the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan out of people?

They sent a level twenty-nine piece of trash like you to save someone?"

"Dugu Bo?!"

Yu Xiaogang's pupils shrank, his voice trembling.

"You... you are actually still alive?

What on earth is going on here?"

"And you, you must be Yin's son, Dugu Ce, right?

Ce'er, why are you with people from Martial Soul Hall?"

Although Yu Xiaogang had never met Dugu Ce.

One had to know that Dugu Ce's mother, Yu Yin, had been adopted by Yu Yuanzhen after awakening her martial soul at the age of six in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, making her and Yu Xiaogang siblings in name.

The two had a good relationship, and Dugu Ce's features bore a striking resemblance to Yu Yin, so Yu Xiaogang guessed his identity.

But Dugu Ce only looked at Yu Xiaogang coldly.

"Ce'er, I am your uncle!"

Yu Xiaogang took two steps forward, his expression agitated.

"Your mother, Yu Yin, was the sister I cherished most. For her sake, tell them to release Erlong!

If there is any misunderstanding, let's sit down and talk, alright?"

"Uncle?"

Dugu Ce sneered, his eyes filled with mockery.

"Yu Xiaogang, do you really not feel disgusted saying those two words?"

Yu Xiaogang's expression froze:

"Ce'er, I know you hold a grudge against the clan, but Erlong is innocent.

She has even been hiding in this academy for so many years just to avoid the clan..."

"I am asking you, back when my father was at True Dragon Mountain, being maliciously harassed and humiliated by Yu Yuanzhen and those so-called uncles of yours, and even being backstabbed, leading to a fatal backlash of poison, where were you?"

Dugu Ce stepped forward, the Radiant Sacred Dragon looming behind him, its terrifying dragon might bearing down on Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang's own martial soul was Luo Sanpao, which had mutated into a lesser form because it had been dragged down by his own limitations, despite originally having the potential to evolve into a Radiant Sacred Dragon.

His body contained the bloodline of the Radiant Sacred Dragon.

Now, facing the might of a true Radiant Sacred Dragon.

Inside Yu Xiaogang's body, within his martial soul space, Luo Sanpao was already howling in terrified unease.

Yu Xiaogang's face turned deathly pale, his body swayed, and he stammered:

"I... I was at the time..."

"You were there at the time!"

Dugu Ce barked, cutting him off.

Dugu Ce's father had left behind a diary.

It recorded the full details of his visit to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

At that time, Yu Luomian was absent for unknown reasons.

Aside from him, most of the elders of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan were present.

They either personally oppressed Dugu Ce's father.

Or they stood by coldly, watching with disdain.

"You watched my father vomit blood, you watched my mother kneel and beg for mercy, yet you hid in the corner like a coward, not daring to say a single word of justice!

Just because you were a piece of trash spurned by the clan, you were afraid that if you said one more word, you would be kicked out of the house, right?"

Dugu Ce continued.

"I..."

Yu Xiaogang hung his head dejectedly, his hands trembling.

Those buried memories were ripped open, leaving him with nowhere to hide.

At that time, he was indeed just a level twenty-nine trash that everyone mocked, barely able to protect himself, let alone save others.

"It is precisely because of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's cold-bloodedness that my father died young.

Now, I am merely here to collect a debt, and a little interest on the side."

Dugu Ce looked at the bound Liu Erlong.

"As for her, being the medicinal ingredient for me, Dugu Ce, to compensate for my martial soul's defects, is her final value as a member of the Yu family."

"No! You can't do this!"

Yu Xiaogang suddenly looked up at Tang San.

"Xiao San, quickly, quickly save Erlong!"

At this critical moment, Yu Xiaogang thought of the strange yet extremely powerful hidden weapons Tang San had made.

Tang San looked troubled, blocking Yu Xiaogang's path, and said to Dugu Ce with a deep voice:

"Dugu Ce, the grievances of the previous generation should not involve Dean Liu.

If you kill innocents like this, what difference are you from the cold-blooded Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan you speak of?"

"Killing innocents?"

Dugu Bo sneered from the side.

"Kid surnamed Tang, there is no absolute innocence in this world.

She comes from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and that is her original sin.

Moreover, her father agreed to this!"

Dugu Ce waved his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet. He stared at Yu Xiaogang and said word by word:

"Yu Xiaogang, you claim to love her, so I will give you a chance now.

As long as you cripple your own spirit power and kneel to kowtow three times to my father's spirit tablet.

I might consider letting her suffer less."

"Although there is no direct enmity between us, my clan's tragedy originated from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan that gave birth to and raised you.

This is your original sin!"

Dugu Ce said coldly.

"Ce'er!

Don't!"

Liu Erlong cried out with tears in her eyes, her voice hoarse.

Yu Xiaogang stood frozen.

He looked at Dugu Ce, whose face was filled with murderous intent, and then at the suffering Liu Erlong.

His lips trembled, but he remained motionless for a long time.

"Coward!"

Dugu Bo did not hide the contempt in his eyes and let out a scoff:

"You're unwilling to give up even this meager spirit power, and you can't even exchange three kowtows for the life of the woman you love.

Yu Xiaogang, the 'love' you speak of is truly cheap enough to make one sick."

Yu Xiaogang clenched his fists tightly, his fingernails digging deep into his palms, blood flowing from between his fingers.

Yu Xiaogang opened his mouth, wanting to retort.

But upon meeting Dugu Ce's icy gaze, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, unable to utter a single "no."

He didn't even dare to look up at Liu Erlong's eyes, which were filled with anticipation and grief, and could only lower his head in dejection.

Liu Erlong looked at the man with his head bowed. The tears in her eyes gradually stopped.

In their place, a bone-chilling coldness emerged.

During the more than twenty years she spent establishing the Blue Tyrant Academy and waiting for Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang had been idealized in her heart hundreds, even thousands, of times.

He was the tragic hero who bore heavy burdens for his dignity.

But at this very moment, the bloody reality tore away all the filters.

The man before her was merely a coward who lacked the courage to face hatred, and was even selfish enough not to sacrifice his meager spirit power for her.

"So... this is the man I've waited twenty years for."

Liu Erlong gave a tragic smile and slowly lowered her head, her black hair fluttering.

"Xiaogang!

What are you thinking about!"

Flender was sweating profusely from anxiety, grabbing Yu Xiaogang by the shoulders and shouting loudly:

"Have you forgotten that we still have that trump card?

As long as the three of us join forces, it is not impossible for us to find a glimmer of survival!"