Yu Yuanzhen gave the Blue Lightning disciples a few more unimportant instructions, then had the other four leave the main hall, keeping only Yu Mingxiao behind.
"Mingxiao, this Heavenly Pride Tournament at the Three Sects Grand Assembly is neither especially significant nor insignificant. It is merely a matter of the sects competing for prestige. If possible, try not to reveal your Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring."
Worried that Yu Mingxiao enjoyed showing off, Yu Yuanzhen could not help offering a reminder.
After all, he was only a twelve-year-old boy. No matter how mature his temperament was, he could hardly be free of the desire to impress others.
To be fair, if he himself had possessed a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring at level fifty, his tail would probably have been sticking straight up in the air.
But showing off too much could easily make others wary and invite trouble. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan did not possess invincible strength, so Yu Yuanzhen had no choice but to warn him.
"Father, don't worry. Unless it becomes absolutely necessary, I won't use my Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring. Against the other two sects alone, I don't think they can force me to reveal it." Yu Mingxiao spoke the most arrogant words in the calmest tone.
Yu Yuanzhen burst into laughter. "Hahaha, good."
Meanwhile.
Taking advantage of his rare break, Yu Xiaogang left his courtyard and wandered around the sect.
Ever since Yu Xiaogang had regained his ability to cultivate a year and a half ago, Yu Yuanzhen had assigned two sect disciples to supervise him so that he would not slack off.
Now that the Three Sects Grand Assembly was approaching, Yu Yuanzhen had granted him three days off. Having finally gotten a chance to breathe, Yu Xiaogang naturally had no desire to remain miserably cooped up