Yu Xiaogang, a good-for-nothing, dares to covet the Blue Silver King?!

"Relying on the military power and cultivation he holds, he openly abducted the Crown Princess of the Star Luo Empire, and he didn't even spare our Shrek students."

"He even humiliated Er Long!"

"If such a villain is allowed to grow unchecked, is there any justice left in the entire Douluo Continent?"

"As the paragon of righteousness and the face of the Upper Three Sects, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan should step forward now, unite with all men of insight, and crusade against this traitor together!"

Yu Yuanzhen laughed in extreme anger and slammed his hand onto the armrest of his throne.

"Bang!"

The sturdy, century-old lightning-struck wood armrest instantly turned into powder.

"You useless trash!"

Yu Yuanzhen pointed at Yu Xiaogang's nose and cursed.

"You've been out there making a fool of yourself for so many years, and the moment you return, you want to drag the entire sect to the grave with you?"

"Crusade against Tang Yu? What are you going to use to crusade against him!"

"That man single-handedly beat those two old monsters from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect into the dirt!"

"Even Chen Xin and Gu Rong combined force me to avoid their edge, yet they didn't even last the time it takes to burn a stick of incense in Tang Yu's hands!"

"You want me to lead the disciples of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan to their deaths? Just for your pathetic personal vendetta?"

Yu Xiaogang's face turned pale and then green, but he refused to back down.

"This isn't just a personal vendetta; this is a matter of righteousness!"

"Does Father not understand the principle that if the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold?"

"If he can suppress the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect today, he can storm the gates of our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan tomorrow!"

"If we don't strike now while his foundation is unstable, we will truly have no chance later!"

Just as the two were locked in their dispute.

A sect elder hurried in from outside the hall with a panicked expression.

He held a red-backed, gold-stamped invitation in both hands, bypassed Yu Xiaogang, and knelt at the steps of the throne.

"Sect Master, an urgent invitation sent from the Northwest Three Provinces."

"The Blue Silver King is holding a grand banquet and requests that the Sect Master must grace him with your presence."

The hall fell silent instantly.

Yu Xiaogang shut his mouth, staring at the invitation.

Yu Yuanzhen's eye twitched violently a few times before he raised his hand, drawing the invitation into his palm.

After flipping it open and reading a few lines, Yu Yuanzhen's face turned darker than the storm clouds outside.

"Must grace him with your presence."

Yu Yuanzhen gritted his teeth as he read the words.

"This is his final ultimatum."

The elder swallowed hard and reported in a low voice.

"Sect Master, the reports coming back from outside say that all the major powers in the world have already set off for the Northwest."

"This banquet, I fear it is..."

"I know."

Yu Yuanzhen cut the elder off and slammed the invitation onto the desk.

"This is a test!"

"Whoever doesn't go is his enemy, the next nail he intends to pull out."

"This brat Tang Yu, what a massive appetite; does he really think he can swallow the entire world in one bite?"

Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang immediately stepped forward.

"Father, look!"

"He is clearly not putting our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan in his eyes."

"We absolutely must not attend this trap, otherwise, what face will the sect have left!"

"Shut your mouth!"

Yu Yuanzhen glared at Yu Xiaogang, wishing he could slap this good-for-nothing son to death.

"Face? Can face be eaten as food, or can it block the killing blow of a level 94 Titled Douluo?"

"The momentum of the world is on his side now; the Heaven Dou royal family is playing dead, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is acting like a dog."

"If I dare not go, the Black Horse Iron Cavalry could trample this main peak flat by tomorrow!"

"Pass on my order!"

Yu Yuanzhen stood up abruptly, his voice echoing through the hall like thunder.

"Go to the treasury and select three of the finest treasures as a congratulatory gift."

"Assemble the escort, I shall personally make a trip to the Northwest Three Provinces!"

"I want to see with my own eyes just how many heads this monster, who has turned Heaven Dou and Star Luo upside down, actually has!"

Yu Xiaogang stood where he was, his fingernails digging deep into the flesh of his palms.

Although the plan had failed and he had not been able to persuade his father to send troops to crusade, he had to go to this banquet.

He had to see if Liu Erlong had truly defected to that bastard.

He had to search for any opportunity to ruin Tang Yu's reputation.

"Father, I want to go too."

Yu Xiaogang raised his head, his tone extremely resolute.

Yu Yuanzhen had intended to refuse, but seeing Yu Xiaogang's stubborn gaze, he ultimately just let out a cold snort.

"You may go."

"But you are to stay honestly in the back."

"If you dare to cause even the slightest trouble at the banquet and implicate the sect, I will skin you alive with my own hands!"

Ten days later.

The capital of the Northwest Three Provinces, Blue Silver King Mansion.

The entire mansion was decorated with lanterns and colored streamers, with bright red lanterns hanging from every veranda.

On the streets surrounding the Wuyang Mansion, there was a guard every three paces and a sentry every five.

Thousands of Black Horse Iron Cavalry were fully armed, their black heavy armor gleaming with a chilling luster under the sunlight.

The sound of heavy breathing and the occasional snort of warhorses intertwined to form a hair-raising line of defense.

Inside the mansion's open-air plaza, over a hundred tables were set for a banquet.

The tables were laden with delicacies and fine wines flown in from all over the continent.

The air was filled with the rich aroma of wine and meat.

The heads of all major factions were gathered together.

Sect masters, clan heads, and city lords who usually commanded the wind and rain in their own territories had all put away their lofty airs. When they met, their faces were plastered with cautious and ingratiating smiles.

Everyone whispered, exchanging intelligence in hushed tones.

No one dared to speak loudly, fearing they might annoy the master of this place.

On the high platform at the front of the plaza, a large, luxurious sandalwood chair was placed in the center.

Tang Yu, dressed in a black robe with gold trim, leaned casually against the back of the chair.

One hand toyed with a wine cup, his gaze sweeping lazily over the crowd below, who looked like ants to him.

That innate aura of a superior suppressed everyone present, making them afraid to even breathe too loudly.

Not far from Tang Yu's side, a slightly smaller seat had been set up.

Qian Renxue, disguised as Xue Qinghe, sat there upright.

She held a cup of clear tea in her hand, looking at Tang Yu with a face full of smiles.

"Prince Wuyang, this banquet of yours is truly grand and unprecedented."

"Even I, the Crown Prince of Heaven Dou, feel inferior after seeing it."

"It seems that under your governance, the Northwest Three Provinces will surely usher in unprecedented prosperity."

Qian Renxue attempted to use this flattery to draw closer to Tang Yu.

Tang Yu did not even turn his head, merely taking a light sip of his wine.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince is too kind."

"It is merely to have everyone get acquainted, so that in the future, no one in my territory will fail to follow the rules."

These words were spoken very bluntly, leaving absolutely no face for the Crown Prince.

The expression on Qian Renxue's face stiffened for a moment.

But she quickly returned to normal, covering her mouth with a light laugh.

"The Prince is straightforward and quick-witted; Qinghe admires that."

"It is just that the situation in the world changes in an instant. With the Prince holding such heavy military power, I wonder what your plans are for the future?"

She was still probing Tang Yu's bottom line.