Unexpected Visitors

Hearing the discussion, Wang Jingyu and Bibi Dong exchanged a glance, then leaped into the crown of a lush tree and carefully hid themselves.

From their conversation, Wang Jingyu estimated there were around seven or eight people.

These unexpected visitors had guessed that the Crocodile Dragon possessed the strength of a seven- or eight-thousand-year Spirit Beast. Even knowing that, with its Dragon Bloodline, it could rival a ten-thousand-year Spirit Beast, they had still dared to come here.

That was enough to show that these people were not weak. At the very least, they had to be in their thirties or forties, and their leader should have been even stronger.

To avoid a conflict, the two of them decided it would be better to lie low for now.

The two hid amid the dense branches and leaves, holding their breaths as they watched below.

Before long, an eight-person adventurer team arrived beneath the tree.

The leader was a tall, burly middle-aged man. His aura was restrained, and his steps were steady.

The other seven ranged in age from roughly fifteen to twenty-seven or twenty-eight. There were six men and one woman.

The men were handsome and dashing, refined and charming, their every gesture exuding a noble air far beyond that of ordinary people.

The woman was young and beautiful, with a graceful figure. Though she could not compare to Bibi Dong beside Wang Jingyu in looks, she was undoubtedly still a beauty.

Bibi Dong estimated that the team leader had to be at least in his sixties or seventies. Otherwise, there was no way even she would be unable to gauge his strength.

As she pondered, Wang Jingyu looked at the team below with interest and asked her.

"Dong'er, which faction do you think they belong to?"

Because his voice was a little too loud, Bibi Dong hurriedly covered Wang Jingyu's mouth with her hand and whispered a warning.

"Shh, keep it down. Are you trying to get yourself killed? The leader of that team is at least a Soul Master in his sixties or seventies.

With just the two of us, if we fall into their hands, we'll be in serious trouble."

Wang Jingyu was doubtful. The two sides had no grudge against each other. Even if they encountered one another, surely they would not immediately start fighting to the death.

Why did Bibi Dong say their lives would be in danger?

He pulled her small hand away and looked at her seriously.

"Probably not, right? Dong'er, we have no enmity with them. How could they possibly..."

"Of course they could! Look at what they're wearing. It shows that, just like that annoying Yu Xiaogang, they all come from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Only people from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan would care so much about Sub-Dragon Spirit Beasts."

Bibi Dong's tone was full of certainty. From the solemn expression on her face, it was clear she was not joking.

"So they're from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan? That explains it.

Spirit Hall and the Upper Three Sects, including the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, have never gotten along. No wonder you're so jumpy."

Wang Jingyu wore an enlightened expression.

But their conflict seemed to have nothing to do with him, so why did he have to act so guilty?

He raised his sharp brows and made a series of faces at Bibi Dong.

"Dong'er, why didn't Yu Xiaogang come with you to the Star Dou Great Forest? Wasn't he always clinging to you like a little tail?"

Bibi Dong rolled her eyes irritably.

"Can you stop bringing him up? Yesterday, he fainted outside the Great Soul Arena and was mistaken by a group of beggars for someone begging on their turf.

They beat him viciously, broke seven of his ribs, and broke his hands and feet too. How do you think he could still follow me?"

"Damn, that brutal? He didn't just die from that, did he? If he died just like that, it'd be no fun at all."

Wang Jingyu muttered under his breath, making Bibi Dong curl her lips.

"Don't worry, he won't die. I had my subordinates treat him, then hired a carriage to send him back to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan in Heaven Dou Imperial Capital.

If nothing unexpected happened, he should have returned to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan by now."

Only then did Wang Jingyu nod in relief. It was good that the guy had not died. There would be plenty of chances to beat him up later.

As the two whispered to each other, the members of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had already reached the Crocodile Dragon that had been killed outside the cave.

Among the seven youths, the oldest raised his hand and touched the Crocodile Dragon's enormous head, his brows tightly furrowed.

"It was actually killed by someone else already. And from the kill to the absorption of the Soul Ring, it took less than half an hour at most. It seems the person who killed the Crocodile Dragon had an exceptionally solid foundation."

A youth who looked seventeen or eighteen spoke up at that moment.

"It's a pity this Crocodile Dragon wasn't killed by us. I'd say it had nearly nine thousand years of cultivation.

If it could have become Cousin Xiao Long's fifth Soul Ring, it would probably have been even stronger than an ordinary ten-thousand-year Soul Ring."

He wore a regretful expression and drew out his words.

"What a pity... what a pity... If that fourteen-hundred-year Spirit Beast hadn't wasted so much of our time, this Crocodile Dragon would have long been ours."

The youth's words clearly carried another meaning. Although he did not say it outright, the only girl in the group sneered.

"If you want to say I held everyone back, just say it directly. Don't be so sarcastic. I admit that absorbing my third Soul Ring took quite a while, but isn't that perfectly normal?"

Hearing the girl's dissatisfied words, the youth sneered.

"Look at others. Even a Soul Ring nearing nine thousand years can be absorbed in half an hour, but what about you?

Why couldn't you hurry up? I think you deliberately delayed the entire team."

"Yu Xiaolou! Stop spouting nonsense! The fact that I failed to obtain this Soul Ring only means it wasn't meant for me!"

The oldest man among the younger generation frowned tightly and shouted at the youth.

After being rebuked, Yu Xiaolou did not immediately shut up. He muttered under his breath.

"Cousin, I'm not wrong. She's an outsider. If we hadn't helped her hunt Spirit Beasts and waited for her to absorb her Soul Ring, we would have killed this Crocodile Dragon long ago and made it your fifth Soul Ring..."

"Yu Xiaolou! What do you mean by that? Don't you know I personally brought her here?"

The leading middle-aged man's face darkened at once, his expression turning hostile.

Seeing his uncle's grim face, Yu Xiaolou grew a little flustered and hurriedly explained.

"Second Uncle, I didn't mean to target you. I only meant that it's truly a pity Cousin Xiao Long lost the chance to obtain this Soul Ring because we helped an outsider..."

"Outsider? What an interesting choice of words!"

The leading middle-aged man sneered and nodded, pointing at the only girl in the team.

"Let me tell you, she is the biological daughter of me, Yu Luomian. That's right, to all of you, she truly is an outsider.

Perhaps, in your eyes, even I, your Second Uncle, am an outsider?"

His words made everyone present widen their eyes. The scene fell into dead silence, broken only occasionally by the chirping of insects and birds.

Wang Jingyu, who had been eavesdropping, was also astonished. Yu Luomian's daughter? Could it be her?