Yu Tianheng's Choice

"No way, it's that easy? That smooth?"

Qian Yu was genuinely shocked.

He had attempted research in this area himself, yet he had always been just one step away.

Ultimately, it came down to his own insufficient cultivation realm and lack of soul power.

But he never imagined that with just a slight pointer from Xie Yue, the initial success would be achieved so easily.

"It's somewhat similar to the soul skill I created myself. I had some inklings before, but I didn't grasp them, nor did I think to develop in this direction."

Xie Yue answered truthfully; he didn't feel there was anything particularly special about it.

"It seems you truly have a gift for this path."

Qian Yu offered a word of praise, then proceeded to outline the general direction for the subsequent steps to Xie Yue.

The rest would depend on his own exploration; after all, Qian Yu had not mastered these things himself, possessing only the theory without the practice.

The two quietly entered Heaven Dou City.

They encountered Yu Xiaogang yet again, preaching his so-called theoretical knowledge.

Qian Yu was speechless.

How could this Yu Xiaogang be so insufferable?

He was constantly showing off his so-called theories, terrified that people might forget he had taught a god.

With his meager amount of theoretical knowledge, how many more of these events could he possibly hold?

The crux of the problem was that so many people still supported him.

Xue Beng, the Emperor of the Heaven Dou Empire, in order to curry favor with this so-called "Grandmaster," spent vast amounts of manpower, resources, and wealth to support him every time.

"Is this what they call a Master?"

"Such theories—they're riddled with errors!"

This was Xie Yue's first time facing Yu Xiaogang directly. Hearing him hold forth on stage, he instinctively offered this assessment.

Regardless of anything else, he had been trained through the formal education of Martial Soul Hall; his theoretical knowledge was hardly lacking.

"You really dare to say that!"

Qian Yu lowered his voice to offer a warning.

In this day and age, Yu Xiaogang was synonymous with correctness.

Even if his theories were wrong, and even if many factions held him in utter contempt, they still had to treat his words as gospel on the surface.

The reason was simple: he had taught a god.

Moreover, this god was not someone to be trifled with.

The nobles who had managed to linger on Douluo Continent for years could easily see the true nature hidden beneath Tang San's facade of "devotion to the common people."

Therefore, they knew very well that they could not let such a god harbor even the slightest dissatisfaction.

Even those related to the god had to be treated with the utmost solemnity.

Otherwise, they wouldn't even know how they had been wiped out.

Fortunately, Xie Yue had a relatively steady temperament. He knew to be cautious in such a setting, and his voice was not loud—even those standing right next to him could barely hear it.

However, he was still overheard.

Within the crowd, Yu Tianheng and Dugu Yan were listening intently to Yu Xiaogang's theories and teachings.

Dugu Yan was naturally uninterested in this.

She had only come along to accompany Yu Tianheng.

Hearing someone express a dissenting opinion regarding his uncle's theories, Yu Tianheng instinctively turned his head to look.

He had originally intended to demand an explanation, but finding he couldn't see the person clearly at all, he held back and did not flare up on the spot.

He planned to investigate the person when he had the time.

Right now, there were more troublesome matters waiting for him to handle.

The reason he had asked Dugu Yan out was that he was struggling, preparing to make a choice.

Not long ago, relying on his uncle's connections, he had retrieved the inherited soul bone of their Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. After fusing with it, he had become a high-level Soul Douluo.

He was even more confident that he could break through to the realm of a Title Douluo.

Consequently, the idea of rebuilding the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had sprouted, and he had discussed this matter with his uncle.

His uncle supported him strongly, even offering to invite others to help, but there was only one condition: he had to break up with Dugu Yan.

Yu Tianheng could not understand this, but his uncle told him that Dugu Bo had slaughtered so many people during the great war that his reputation was already ruined.

Of those who died, how many of their friends and family were still alive in this world?

For now, hindered by the current situation, they might not dare to say anything, but the future was hard to predict.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan could not have any stains upon its rebirth, and Dugu Yan was the greatest obstacle of all.

Of course, there was another more important reason: Yu Xiaogang knew about the inheritance of Dugu Yan's martial soul through his disciple Tang San.

If their future children also inherited the Jade Phosphor Snake martial soul, wouldn't that be a blight upon the bloodline of their Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?

Furthermore, Dugu Yan's talent was merely average; she was completely unworthy of Yu Tianheng.

How could a dragon ever share a den with a snake?

As for Dugu Bo, this Title Douluo, he truly posed no threat to them anymore.

He was merely the weakest of the Title Douluo, to the point where he couldn't even take down Yu Tianheng now.

Yu Xiaogang did not hold him in any regard at all.

Besides, with his current reputation as the God Teacher, which Title Douluo wouldn't give him some face?

Even without the help of other Title Douluo, Yu Xiaogang was no longer a waste; if he were to reform the Golden Sacred Dragon with Flender and the others, a mere Dugu Bo could be easily suppressed.

Yu Tianheng had to admit that his uncle Yu Xiaogang was right.

But he truly couldn't bear to let go!

After so many years of affection, how could he just give it up so easily?

The problem was that reality stood before him; for the sake of rebuilding the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and for his own clansmen, he had to sacrifice something.

"Yanzi, let's break up!"

Watching his uncle speak eloquently on the stage, a man capable of captivating the masses, Yu Tianheng suddenly felt a surge of confidence and proposed the breakup.

"Ah!"

"Tianheng, what did you just say?"

Dugu Yan didn't hear him clearly at first; she thought it must have been an illusion.

"I said, let's break up!"

"Dugu Yan, I have more important things to do. In order to rebuild the sect, I must cut ties with you and your grandfather."

"You know as well as I do that your grandfather committed the act of slaughtering a city and has long since become a figure reviled by all."

"Of course, we don't have to break up, but that would mean wronging you—at the very least, I cannot marry you openly as my wife."

"We can be together in private!"

When Yu Tianheng said these words, he had sealed off the surrounding area, so no one else heard what he said.

"Are you serious?"

Hearing Yu Tianheng say this, Dugu Yan was so angry she laughed.

She had initially thought Yu Tianheng was joking, but seeing the serious expression on his face, Dugu Yan knew he was in earnest.

He was determined to break up with her.

"I have no choice, Uncle said..."

"Shut up! Stop going on and on about your uncle."

"Yu Tianheng, if you want to break up with me because you look down on me, just say it plainly. Don't use your uncle as an excuse."

Hearing Yu Tianheng keep that waste Yu Xiaogang on his lips, Dugu Yan was instantly enraged. She rebuked him in a low, angry voice, cutting off his words directly.