Liu Erlong Accompanies, Yu Luomian Submits

Time passed, and only five days remained until the re-election of the Seven Great Sects.

Martial Soul City had never been this bustling.

The inns in the city were long since fully booked, and the taverns, teahouses, and restaurants were packed to capacity every day, leaving the owners grinning from ear to ear.

The people of Martial Soul Hall were also busy; Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo were responsible for receiving the masters of each sect, and after a full day of welcoming and sending off guests, their faces were stiff from forced smiles.

Gu Qingshan had not been idle these past few days either; his Holy Son Mansion had become the busiest place in Martial Soul Hall, with sect masters, elders, and representatives arriving daily to pay their respects.

Huyan Zhen of the Elephant Armored Sect was the first to arrive, bringing generous gifts and offering many flattering words; he left with a smile as bright as a flower.

The new patriarch of the Breaking Clan also came, bringing a box of newly refined medicinal pills, claiming they were a tribute to the Holy Son, while taking the opportunity to inquire about immortal-grade herbs.

Gu Qingshan accepted the pills and told him that the matter of immortal-grade herbs would be discussed after the re-election assembly concluded, and the new patriarch left with profuse thanks.

Even Ning Fengzhi of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect sent someone to deliver a gift; the list was long, filling an entire page, and the phrasing was highly respectful.

On this day, Chrysanthemum Douluo announced that Yu Luomian of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan requested an audience.

Gu Qingshan recalled Yu Luomian from the original work: the younger brother of Yu Yuanzhen and the second-in-command of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

This man had great ambition but little ability, and having been suppressed by Yu Yuanzhen for so long, he harbored deep resentment.

In the original story, it was he who secretly defected to Martial Soul Hall, providing them with internal intelligence on the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, making him the key figure in the clan's eventual destruction.

On the eve of the re-election of the Seven Great Sects, his proactive visit made his intentions easy to guess.

"Let him in."

Chrysanthemum Douluo stepped aside, and two people walked through the doorway.

The old man in the lead was in his sixties or seventies, with a burly frame and facial features somewhat similar to Yu Yuanzhen, though lacking his majesty; his brow held a hint of sinister intent, and his lips were thinner.

However, the woman behind him made Gu Qingshan's eyes light up.

She wore a simple green cloth dress, her features were exquisite and moving, her large black eyes were incredibly spirited, her cheeks were rosy, and her lips were full.

Especially under the wrap of her cloth robe, she possessed a fiery, perfect figure that no young girl could hope to match.

Her willow-thin waist only served to accentuate her already ample and magnificent bosom, which seemed ready to burst through the fabric of her robe.

And those long legs that looked so powerful...

Hiss!

Violation!

Judging by this figure, could it be Liu Erlong?

She is far more beautiful than her animated model, especially that figure—it's simply off the charts!

At the same time, he was somewhat surprised; wasn't the relationship between Liu Erlong and Yu Luomian poor? In the original work, Yu Luomian didn't care for this illegitimate daughter, and Liu Erlong held no affection for him.

Why did she come with him?

Seeing Gu Qingshan staring straight at Erlong, Yu Luomian's eyes flickered.

Having lived for more than half a lifetime, Yu Luomian still possessed that much discernment.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly; it seemed that no matter how formidable, he was still just a youth, and a youth's attraction to beauty was only natural.

His own daughter's appearance and figure went without saying, and her talent was a top-tier, mutated lightning-fire dual-attribute martial soul.

Although she was a bit older, she was still a maiden.

If the Holy Son is interested, why not... Yu Luomian's smile deepened.

Yu Luomian stepped forward at the opportune moment, cupping his hands and bowing: "Yu Luomian of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, accompanied by my daughter Erlong, pays respects to the Holy Son."

Gu Qingshan regained his composure, shifting his gaze away from Liu Erlong.

"Second Master Yu, you are too polite. Please, take a seat."

Yu Luomian straightened up and sat in the guest chair; he had long since harbored the intention of relying on Martial Soul Hall.

Yu Yuanzhen ran the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan as a dictatorship, his word being law, and as his younger brother, he didn't even have a say in matters.

The elders only had eyes for the patriarch; what was he, Yu Luomian?

A Soul Douluo, a younger brother forever suppressed by his older brother, unable to hold his head high.

His talent was inferior to Yu Yuanzhen's, and he would never be able to break through to Title Douluo through his own efforts in this lifetime.

He was unwilling to live in Yu Yuanzhen's shadow forever, to be called "Yu Yuanzhen's brother" for the rest of his life, and to die as nothing more than a Soul Douluo.

Yet, some time ago, Yu Yuanzhen had actually conceded in front of the Holy Son, publicly expressing his support for Martial Soul Hall.

If he let Yu Yuanzhen be the first to align with Martial Soul Hall, what value would he, Yu Luomian, have left?

He had to beat Yu Yuanzhen to it.

Yu Luomian took a deep breath: "Holy Son, I will speak plainly; my admiration for Martial Soul Hall has existed for a long time."

"I am willing to serve Martial Soul Hall."

Gu Qingshan looked at Yu Luomian's sincere, perhaps even servile face, and chewed on the Blue Silver Leaf in his mouth.

"How does Second Master Yu intend to serve?"

Yu Luomian's eyes brightened. The Holy Son did not refuse, which meant he was willing to accept his surrender, merely waiting for him to show his sincerity.

Yu Luomian pulled a thin booklet from his robes and presented it to Gu Qingshan with both hands.

"This is the genealogy of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, along with detailed information on all members at or above the Soul Douluo level. Their martial souls, ranks, soul skills, weaknesses, interpersonal relationships, as well as the distribution of the clan's assets across various regions and the blueprints for their defensive fortifications."

"This old man knows that these things may not amount to much for the Martial Soul Hall, but this is my sincerity."

Gu Qingshan took the booklet and flipped through a few pages; the content was extremely detailed.

This Yu Luomian was very sincere.

"What does Second Master Yu want?"

"The Nine Crowns of the True Dragon. This old man wants the Nine Crowns of the True Dragon."

Gu Qingshan tapped his fingers against the table.

"The Nine Crowns of the True Dragon is the supreme treasure of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and only the clan leader is qualified to wear it. Does Second Master Yu want it because you wish to become the clan leader?"

Yu Luomian nodded without speaking.

Gu Qingshan pondered for a moment.

"Second Master Yu, you should know that the item is in the hands of Yu Yuanzhen. If you want it, you must go and take it yourself."

Yu Luomian's expression shifted slightly, and his lips moved.

"This old man naturally knows, but as long as the Martial Soul Hall supports me, I have a way to obtain it."

The Nine Crowns of the True Dragon might be important to Yu Luomian, but it was dispensable to the Martial Soul Hall.

Trading a dispensable item for an inside agent within the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was a profitable deal.

As for whether Yu Luomian could actually obtain the Nine Crowns of the True Dragon, that was his own business.

The Martial Soul Hall would only provide support, not guarantee the result.

"Very well, I agree on behalf of the Martial Soul Hall."

Hearing this, Yu Luomian once again revealed a humble smile.

"Many thanks, Holy Son. Erlong, why haven't you paid your respects to the Holy Son yet?"

Liu Erlong stepped forward and bowed slightly, revealing a glimpse of her fair collarbone as a fierce aura wafted toward him.

Gu Qingshan chewed up the leaf and swallowed it in one gulp.

"Miss Liu is too kind."

Yu Luomian took in this scene, the corners of his mouth curling upward a few degrees more.

It was not in vain that he had gone to such lengths to recall Erlong and take the initiative to repair his relationship with her.

This was also a useful bargaining chip!