Who Came Up with This Family Genealogy Thing?

In an instant, everyone's eyes lit up.

That was right!

There had to be too few forces speaking out this time, which was why Chen Yu dared to act like this.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan might have been powerful.

But in the end, it was only one clan.

How could the strength of a single clan stand against the ancient powers of the entire continent?

If every great family, every sect, and every academy stood together...

What an enormous force that would be!

No matter how arrogant or powerful Chen Yu was, would he dare offend everyone at once?

So long as more factions spoke up...

Chen Yu would surely hesitate to act when the time came.

He could disregard the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

But he could not disregard all the ancient powers of the continent!

And as long as they remained within the rules...

This was their home ground!

They possessed a foundation stretching back twenty thousand years.

Countless allies.

A network of connections reaching into every corner of the Federation.

Within the rules, they had absolute confidence that they could force Chen Yu into a dead end.

And so, the meeting came to a perfect close.

The elders left the Sea God Pavilion in twos and threes, the gloom on their faces swept away and replaced by renewed hope and confidence.

Some spoke in low voices, discussing their next course of action.

Others used Soul Communication Devices to contact their respective networks, preparing to launch a new round of public opinion attacks.

Zhuo Shi's proposal had given them direction, a weapon with which to resist Chen Yu.

That weapon was numbers.

Voices.

The collective will of the ancient powers across the entire continent!

Yun Ming was the last to leave the Sea God Pavilion.

He stood at the entrance, gazing at the stars in the night sky, his eyes deep and complicated.

Zhuo Shi's plan sounded good.

Yet a faint unease lingered in his heart.

That man, Chen Yu...

Would he truly be bound by these so-called "rules"?

The next day, those so-called "experts" appeared on the Soul Guidance Network once again and began stirring things up.

As though they had coordinated beforehand, they appeared in the livestream rooms of major Soul Guidance Network platforms at nearly the same time.

Some wore suits and sat upright before the camera, speaking in calm, rational tones.

Some were white-haired and wore reading glasses, looking every bit like highly respected scholars.

Others spoke with fervor, spittle flying as though they were fighting for truth itself.

They loudly proclaimed that the Sun Moon Federation, Star Luo, and Dou Ling were all members of the Great Douluo Co-Prosperity Sphere.

Everyone was one family. The Tang Sect was merely helping its own people, so how could that count as treason?

Their words were earnest, their logic meticulous. They cited classics and evidence, discussing history and reality, culture and bloodlines, gradually instilling the argument that "the Tang Sect was innocent" into every viewer's mind.

Some even argued that not only should the Federation refrain from punishing the Tang Sect, it should reward it!

Because the Tang Sect was making outstanding contributions to peace on the continent!

They said the Tang Sect's actions promoted exchange and cooperation among the continent's nations.

They said the Tang Sect's transfer of resources preserved the balance of power across the continent.

They said that without the Tang Sect, Star Luo and Dou Ling would have long since gone to war with the Sun Moon Federation.

And under this frenzied brainwashing...

Many civilians who did not know the truth were stirred up as well.

They had never seen those classified files, nor did they understand what the Tang Sect's actions truly meant.

But they saw...

Those "experts" presenting their seemingly irrefutable arguments.

They heard...

Those scholars making tearful, impassioned appeals.

So they, too, joined the storm, pleading for leniency for the Tang Sect.

On the Soul Guidance Network...

Posts supporting the Tang Sect flooded the platforms, while opposition to the Federation's decision rose in wave after wave.

Some organized online petitions. Some took to the streets with protest signs. Some mailed strongly worded petition letters to the Parliament Building.

The entire Federation's public discourse seemed to have been utterly overturned overnight.

Ming Capital, Parliament Building.

At that moment, Chen Yu sat behind his desk. Various comments from the Soul Guidance Network scrolled across the Soul Guidance Screen before him.

His gaze was calm and indifferent as he read through the overwhelming posts one by one. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, and then he let out a soft chuckle.

The laughter was quiet and faint, yet it made Pan Wen's body tremble involuntarily.

Pan Wen stood beside the desk, fine beads of sweat already forming on his forehead.

He secretly glanced at Chen Yu's expression, then quickly looked away.

He was on the verge of collapse inside as well.

He could not understand it. The Speaker had clearly set his sights on the Tang Sect, so why did Shrek have to jump in and make trouble too?

Were they afraid they would not die?

Or did they think that since it was the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan that had died rather than Shrek, it did not matter?

If that was really the case...

Then the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had died far too unjustly!

Their allies had gone wild stirring up trouble...

Yet they were the ones who had died.

And now, the blood of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had not even dried!

Shrek had jumped out again to hand the Speaker a knife...

If that was not courting death, what was?

At that moment, Chen Yu's voice sounded beside Pan Wen's ear, still carrying that unhurried tone.

"Secretary Pan."

"What do you think they're thinking?"

"Strength in numbers?"

"But a rabble is still a rabble."

"It seems that when This Speaker killed the chicken to scare the monkey, not only was the monkey not frightened, even the other chickens felt nothing."

Cold sweat instantly poured down Pan Wen's back.

He had followed Chen Yu for so many years. He understood far too well what lay behind those words.

When the Speaker spoke of "killing the chicken to scare the monkey," he was stating a fact that had already happened.

And when he said that "even the chickens felt nothing," that meant...

He was preparing to kill a few more.

Not one...

Several!

He knew the Speaker had developed killing intent.

All he could do was mourn for those idiots.

Those people from Shrek Academy...

Perhaps they believed they were speaking out for justice.

Perhaps they believed they were defending Shrek's honor.

But they did not know...

They were using their lives to test someone they simply could not afford to provoke.

"Speaker, after all, they are great families that have endured for ten thousand years."

Pan Wen chose his words carefully, keeping his voice low.

"They've been above everyone else for too long, so it's inevitable that..."

Chen Yu let out a soft sigh. There was no emotion in it, as though a breeze had passed by.

"Yes!"

"Great families that have endured for ten thousand years."

"They have stood high above others for far too long..."

"They seem to have forgotten that when an ordinary man is enraged..."

"He can still kill people!"

As he spoke, Chen Yu reached out and pulled open a drawer, taking out a thin book.

Its cover was dark red. Gilded letters gleamed beneath the light, bearing several large words—Record of Martial Soul Families.

The book was not thick, with only a little over a hundred pages.

Yet every page recorded an ancient great family that had endured for thousands, even tens of thousands, of years.

Of course...

This book had been published by those great families themselves.

Several hundred years ago...

A group of great family patriarchs had gathered together and decided to compile a record of all powerful martial soul families and sects, using it to display their nobility and glory.