Dugu Yan's Choice, Their Wedding

Douluo: Blue Lightning Kneels, Ji Feng Shocks the World

In the Heaven Dou Crown Prince's Residence, tea fragrance curled through the study.

Ning Fengzhi sat to one side of the seat of honor, his white robes immaculate.

His face was as handsome as jade, and a warm smile touched his brows and eyes.

Across from him, Xue Qinghe wore a crown prince's python robe and carried himself with stately grace.

As Ning Fengzhi's disciple, he was always respectful and courteous.

Yet deep in his eyes, a sharpness lurked, never shown to others.

"Teacher, have you come today on important business?"

Xue Qinghe raised a hand to refill Ning Fengzhi's teacup, his tone humble.

He thought to himself that Ning Fengzhi never visited without a reason.

Something major, enough to shake Heaven Dou, must have happened.

Ning Fengzhi lifted his teacup and took a small sip.

Only after the tea's fragrance had passed his lips did he speak, his tone calm.

"Last night, something happened to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

Xue Qinghe's hand paused slightly as he poured the tea, but he paid it little mind.

Blue Lightning was one of the Upper Three Sects, with deep foundations. What could possibly have happened?

"Oh? What was the trouble?" he asked, pretending to be curious.

Ning Fengzhi set down his teacup and looked at Xue Qinghe.

"Every last member of the sect knelt before one person."

Those words made Xue Qinghe stiffen all over.

Scalding tea splashed onto his fingertips, but he didn't notice.

His pupils contracted abruptly, his eyes full of disbelief.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan? Blue Lightning, one of the Upper Three Sects?

It was a sect that wielded the ultimate power of thunder!

Yu Yuanzhen, that old dragon, was so proud and domineering.

A ninety-fifth-level Thunder Titled Douluo—how could he kneel?

"Teacher, y-you said what?"

A barely perceptible tremor entered Xue Qinghe's voice.

He couldn't believe his ears and asked again to make sure.

Ning Fengzhi remained composed and nodded.

"It's absolutely true. The information cannot be wrong."

"The one they knelt before is named Ji Feng."

Xue Qinghe drew a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down.

He slowly lowered the teapot, his fingertips turning faintly white.

Ji Feng? He had never heard that name before.

How could an unknown youngster possess such ability?

What terrifying strength could make the entire Blue Lightning Sect kneel?

Was he a hidden Titled Douluo, or did he have some special trump card?

A thousand thoughts raced through his mind.

He knew this Ji Feng was no ordinary person.

If he could win him over, it would greatly aid his bid for the throne.

But if Ji Feng became an enemy, he would pose a fatal threat.

The shock in Xue Qinghe's eyes gradually faded.

His eyes narrowed slightly, a glint flashing through them.

He quickly concealed his calculations and put on a warm smile.

"I never imagined such a figure existed on the continent."

"Teacher, I'm very interested in this young man Ji Feng."

Ning Fengzhi looked at him, a knowing glint in his eyes.

He had already seen through Xue Qinghe's thoughts, but said nothing.

"This young man has boundless potential. The crown prince would do well to keep an eye on him."

Xue Qinghe gave a slight nod, already settling on a plan.

No matter what, he had to learn Ji Feng's true background.

If he couldn't win him over, he would have to eliminate him as soon as possible to prevent future trouble.

At the same time, the Worship Hall of Spirit Hall stood solemn and majestic.

Golden beams of light poured down from the ceiling, illuminating the entire hall.

Qian Daoliu sat atop the Angel Throne at the hall's highest point.

White hair draped over his shoulders, and his golden eyes blazed like the sun, his authority impossible to challenge.

Faint Angel Soul Power swirled around him, his aura terrifying.

Below him, a black-clad Soul Master knelt on one knee, trembling.

"Speak. What exactly happened to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?"

Qian Daoliu's voice was not loud, but it carried unquestionable authority.

The black-clad Soul Master hurriedly spoke, his voice shaking.

"R-Reporting to Lord Enshrined, last night, the Blue Lightning Sect..."

He stammered through the account of the entire Blue Lightning Sect kneeling.

When he finished, dead silence fell over the Worship Hall.

At last, a look of surprise appeared on Qian Daoliu's usually placid face.

His golden eyes narrowed slightly, and the Soul Power around him rippled.

"What did you say? Yu Yuanzhen led his clansmen to their knees?"

A trace of disbelief colored his voice.

He knew Yu Yuanzhen all too well.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's patriarch was a ninety-fifth-level Titled Douluo.

He was proud and unyielding, and regarded his family's honor as his life.

Back then, Spirit Hall had tried to win Blue Lightning over, but he had flatly refused.

How could such a proud man lead his entire clan to kneel?

And to an unknown youngster, no less?

Qian Daoliu slowly raised a hand, a wisp of golden light gathering at his fingertip.

A storm raged within him, but he showed no sign of it.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was one of the Upper Three Sects.

It had deep foundations and formidable fighting strength, making it a thorn in Spirit Hall's side.

Yet now, an unfamiliar youngster had them completely under his thumb.

Just who was this Ji Feng?

Was he an heir to some hidden power, or a heaven-sent prodigy?

A probing glint flashed through Qian Daoliu's golden eyes.

He could sense that Ji Feng's appearance

would surely shatter the continent's existing balance.

"Investigate! I want you to thoroughly dig into every detail about this Ji Feng!"

Qian Daoliu spoke again, his voice ringing with command.

"Whoever he is, find out what he's after!"

"Yes, Lord Enshrined!"

The black-clad Soul Master hurriedly answered, then rose and hurried away.

Qian Daoliu sat upon the throne, gazing into the distance.

Yu Yuanzhen, in the end, you bowed your head.

But the one you bowed to was a most unexpected figure.

If Ji Feng could be made to serve Spirit Hall, so much the better.

If not, then he would have to be snuffed out in the cradle as soon as possible.

In an elegant courtyard at Heaven Dou Royal Academy,

Yu Tianheng was disheveled, dust still clinging to his clothes.

His face was dark, and his fists were clenched so tightly his knuckles had gone white.

His Thunder Soul Power flared up now and then around him.

The humiliation of last night was branded into his heart.

He was the heir to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

He had never imagined that his family would suffer such a disgrace.

Every last member of the sect had knelt before an unfamiliar youngster.

Each time he recalled the scene, rage seared through him.

"Tianheng, why are you back? What happened? You look awful."

A sweet, worried voice called out.

Dugu Yan hurried over, her brows knitted.

She wore a pale purple dress, her features lovely.

The aura of her Martial Soul, the Jade Phosphorous Serpent, was faint but unmistakably vibrant.

Seeing Yu Tianheng like this, her heart tightened.

Yu Tianheng was Blue Lightning's heir, and he was powerful.

Something terrible must have happened to leave him in such a state.

Yu Tianheng looked up at Dugu Yan, his eyes reddening.

He drew a deep breath, then spoke hoarsely.

"Yanzi, last night... something happened to Blue Lightning."

Dugu Yan's heart sank. She hurriedly pressed him for an answer.

"What happened? Did Spirit Hall make a move?"

As far as she was concerned, only Spirit Hall could threaten Blue Lightning.

Yu Tianheng slowly shook his head, shame filling his voice.

"It wasn't Spirit Hall. It was a youngster named Ji Feng."

He paused, then slowly recounted what had happened the night before.

From Ji Feng's intrusion into Blue Lightning to his grandfather Yu Yuanzhen taking action,

then the entire sect being forced to kneel—every detail came through, clear as day.

The more Dugu Yan listened, the uglier her expression became.

She clenched her hands so tightly her nails nearly dug into her flesh.

Rage blazed wildly in her heart.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was to be her future family by marriage.

Ji Feng had made the entire clan kneel, which was an insult to her, too!

And Yu Tianheng was her man. How could she let him suffer such humiliation?

"Ji Feng... so this is the mighty Ji Feng!"

Dugu Yan's voice was icy, with a chill sharp enough to pierce the bone.

A resentful glint flashed through her eyes, and her hatred surged.

This Ji Feng dared to act with such arrogance and brutality.

Unless she taught him a lesson, the anger in her heart would not fade.

But after a moment's thought, she tamped down her fury.

If he could make Yu Yuanzhen lead the entire clan to kneel, he had to be extraordinarily powerful.

A head-on fight would likely end in defeat and only bring them trouble.

A moment later, a calculating glint crossed Dugu Yan's eyes.

A cold smile curled her lips as she came up with a plan.

"Tianheng, don't be too angry."

She stepped forward and gently took Yu Tianheng's hand.

"Since Ji Feng is so powerful, why not recruit him?"

Yu Tianheng looked up sharply, disbelief written all over his face.

"Recruit him? Yanzi, have you gone mad?"

"He brought this disgrace upon Blue Lightning. How could we recruit him?"

His voice was heated, his heart full of defiance.

Make someone who had humiliated his family serve the empire?

That would be a disgrace beyond compare. He would never agree!

Dugu Yan watched him, then gently shook her head.

"Tianheng, I know you're not satisfied."

"But right now, we're no match for him in a head-on fight."

"Bring him into the palace and make him serve the empire."

"Then won't everything be up to us?"

Yu Tianheng's brows remained tightly furrowed. He was still unwilling.

"But he humiliated Blue Lightning. I can't swallow this!"

He slammed a fist into the stone table beside him, and it shattered instantly.

Thunder Soul Power scattered in every direction, showing just how furious he was.

Dugu Yan looked at him, a trace of helplessness flashing through her eyes.

She knew Yu Tianheng was strong-willed and fiercely competitive.

Getting him to accept this proposal would indeed be difficult.

But the scheme in her heart was far more ruthless than it seemed on the surface.

In her eyes, Ji Feng was nothing but a clown.

So what if some unknown brat was powerful?

He couldn't possibly compare to her Tianheng.

Yu Tianheng was the heir to Blue Lightning, a future Titled Douluo.

As for Ji Feng, he was merely enjoying a brief moment in the limelight.

Once she and Yu Tianheng were engaged and officially became husband and wife,

she would have the support of her grandfather, Dugu Bo, a level ninety-five Poison Douluo.

And her father-in-law, Yu Yuanzhen. The two Titled Douluo would join forces.

By then, what threat could a mere Ji Feng pose?

If he knew what was good for him and obediently did as he was told, she might spare his life.

But if he dared to cause trouble again, if he dared to humiliate Blue Lightning,

she would join forces with the two Titled Douluo and have him executed on the spot!

Then she could avenge herself and make an example of him.

Wouldn't that kill two birds with one stone?

Dugu Yan smiled gently as she tried to soothe him.

"Tianheng, I know you feel wronged. I understand."

"But we have to consider the bigger picture. Let this pass for now."

"When the time comes, we'll have plenty of chances to get revenge."

Yu Tianheng looked into Dugu Yan's gentle eyes. The anger in his heart

gradually subsided, but his face was still full of resentment.

"But... I really don't want to recruit him."

Dugu Yan gently patted the back of his hand, her tone firm.

"Listen to me. You won't regret it."

"This is the best solution right now, and the only one."

Yu Tianheng fell silent. He knew Dugu Yan was right.

Given Blue Lightning's current situation, it truly couldn't afford to make more enemies.

But accepting someone who had humiliated his family was simply too hard.

Looking at his silence, Dugu Yan secretly felt pleased.

She knew Yu Tianheng would agree in the end.

Ji Feng, just you wait.

I'll repay today's humiliation a hundredfold!

The more arrogant you are now, the more miserable you'll be later.

Meanwhile, Ji Feng had no idea that he

had already drawn the attention of three factions and been swept into a hidden current.

He continued on at an unhurried pace, calm and composed.

Blue Lightning's submission was merely the beginning of his rise.

With his arrival, the tides of Douluo Continent had been thrown into turmoil.

Xue Qinghe's schemes, Qian Daoliu's scrutiny.

Dugu Yan's hatred, Yu Tianheng's resentment.

All of it would erupt one by one before long.

And Ji Feng would ultimately rely on his overwhelming strength

to crush every opponent and stand at the summit of Douluo Continent.

Chapter XX: The Wedding Draws Near, a Menace Lurks in the Shadows

Deep inside Bamboo Courtyard at Heaven Dou Royal Academy, everything was unusually quiet.

A pot of green tea sat on the stone table, steam curling gently into the air.

Poison Douluo Dugu Bo sat on a stone stool, his gaze tender.

He looked at his granddaughter beside him, his fingertips trembling slightly.

"Yan Yan, the wedding date has finally been set."

His voice was a little hoarse, yet full of relief.

Dugu Yan straightened her back, a faint blush on her cheeks.

She lifted a hand to smooth her skirt, joy shining in her eyes.

"Mm, Grandpa. In a week, in Heaven Dou Imperial City."

"I'm marrying Yu Tianheng, a direct descendant of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

Dugu Bo slowly nodded, his cloudy eyes shining.

He lifted a hand and gently rested it atop Dugu Yan's head.

The gesture was tender, as if he were cherishing a priceless treasure.

"Good, good... This is wonderful."

He murmured to himself, his son's face rising in his mind.

His son had died young, leaving Yan Yan alone.

Though he was a Titled Douluo, he had failed to protect his son.

Over the years, he had done everything in his power to raise and protect Dugu Yan.

He had feared she might suffer even the slightest grievance or harm.

Now she was going to marry into the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, one of the Upper Three Sects.

With Yu Tianheng protecting her and the clan backing her, she would want for nothing.

"My son, waiting beneath the nine springs," Dugu Bo silently thought,

"at last, your father can give you an answer."

The guilt he had carried for so many years finally began to ease.

Dugu Yan could clearly feel her grandfather's emotions.

She took his hand, its warmth passing through her fingertips.

"Grandpa, don't worry. I'll be fine."

Her tone was firm, her eyes brimming with pride.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan—what a prestigious clan it was.

One of the Upper Three Sects, with a top-tier Beast Martial Soul.

Yu Tianheng was exceptionally talented and the clan's future successor.

More importantly, she truly liked Yu Tianheng.

She liked his cold, handsome features and the way he protected her.

Just thinking of standing by his side in the future filled her with joy.

"Grandpa, with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan backing me,"

"I won't have to pay any attention to someone like Ji Feng."

There was nothing but contempt in her voice when she mentioned Ji Feng.

In her eyes, Ji Feng was nothing more than a clown.

Back then, he had merely been a plaything she toyed with on a whim when she was bored.

With his status and strength, what made him think he could attach himself to her?

Perhaps she might have played along with him for a while before, just to pass the time.

But now she was about to become the young mistress of an Upper Three Sects clan. Their statuses were worlds apart.

Someone like Ji Feng didn't even deserve to appear before her.

At her words, a trace of approval flashed through Dugu Bo's eyes.

"You're right, Yan Yan. Your status is different now."

"You needn't concern yourself with people who don't matter."

All he wanted was for his granddaughter to have a smooth life, free from the disturbance of petty nobodies.

Just then, a maid came over quietly and bowed.

"Miss, a letter has arrived for you. There's no name on it."

Dugu Yan raised an eyebrow and motioned for the maid to hand it over.

The envelope was plain, without any markings.

She casually opened it, and familiar handwriting came into view.

It was Ji Feng! There was a note of urgency in the handwriting.

The letter contained just one sentence: Yan Yan, meet me. There's something important.

After reading it, Dugu Yan sneered, her face full of disdain.

How shameless. He still dared bother her after all this.

Ji Feng? He should take a good look at himself.

She was now the future young mistress of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Her status was noble. What made him think he could reach for her?

Besides, her thoughts were entirely occupied by the wedding.

She just wanted to reunite with Yu Tianheng as soon as possible and prepare for the ceremony.

As for Ji Feng, he was merely a passerby in her life.

Just a pitiful fool she had led around by the nose.

She couldn't even be bothered to reply, considering it a waste of time.

With a careless flick of her hand, the letter fell to the ground, gathering dust.

"Don't bother with it. Take it away and burn it," she said coldly.

The maid didn't dare say a word. She quickly picked up the letter and withdrew.

Dugu Yan returned to her seat on the stone stool, her smile restored.

Her mind was filled with visions of her wedding to Yu Tianheng.

She had no idea a crisis was brewing.

Elsewhere, in a secluded inn in Heaven Dou Imperial City,

the room was dim, its atmosphere oppressively tense.

Ji Feng sat by the window, a jade pendant pinched between his fingertips.

He had waited a whole day, but no reply had come.

His brows drew together slightly, the warmth in his eyes gradually fading.

He had already expected that Dugu Yan might not reply.

But now that the moment had come, he still couldn't suppress his anger.

He had thought Dugu Yan would at least give him the courtesy of a response.

After all, if he hadn't secretly helped her back then,

she wouldn't have secured her engagement to Yu Tianheng so smoothly.

He hadn't expected her to be so heartless, so contemptuous.

Ji Feng narrowed his eyes, danger filling his dark pupils.

The Soul Power around him turned as cold as ice.

An invisible pressure spread through the entire room.

He raised a hand and summoned his subordinate, his voice icy.

"Find out what Dugu Yan has been doing lately."

"Why hasn't she replied to my letter? What exactly is she doing?"

Sensing the murderous aura radiating from him, the subordinate didn't dare delay.

He quickly bowed in acknowledgment, then hurried out to gather information.

Ji Feng picked up the wine on the table and drained it in one gulp.

The drink's fiery bite did nothing to dispel the fury in his heart.

Instead, it only made him more agitated, the menace in his eyes growing darker.

He would never allow Dugu Yan to toy with him like this.

She had been the one to approach him first, using his influence.

Now that she'd gotten what she wanted, she was going to cast him aside like an old shoe?

Not that easy!

Half an hour later, one of his subordinates hurried back and reported with a bow.

"Young Master, we found out. It's true."

"Miss Dugu will be married in Heaven Dou Imperial City a week from now."

"The groom is Yu Tianheng, a direct descendant of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

At the news, Ji Feng's body stiffened, then he laughed.

His smile held a hint of mockery and a hint of coldness.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan? Yu Tianheng?

Dugu Yan, you certainly have a good eye.

You actually think you can marry into the Upper Three Sects and rise to the heavens in a single bound.

Too bad you overlooked someone.

You overlooked me, the man you once toyed with in the palm of your hand.

Ji Feng's lips curled into a dangerous smile.

His fingertips tapped lightly against the tabletop, producing a crisp sound.

"A wedding in a week..." he murmured, his eyes gleaming.

"In that case, I'll give you a grand gift."

The malice in his voice sent a chill through anyone who heard it.

He wanted to see just what this highly anticipated wedding

would become in the end—a laughingstock.

Dugu Yan, I'll get back everything you owe me, bit by bit.

Just you wait. In a week, Heaven Dou Imperial City

will be turned upside down because of me.

He lifted his wineglass again, the mockery at the corner of his mouth deepening.

This grand show had only just begun.

Dugu Yan and Yu Tianheng still had no idea what was coming.