Dugu Yan's Choice, The Grand Wedding

Douluo: Blue Lightning Kneels, Ji Feng Shocks the World

Inside the Heaven Dou Crown Prince's Residence, tea fragrance wafted from the study.

Ning Fengzhi sat to the side of the main seat, his white robes unstained.

His face was like jade, and a gentle smile played between his brows.

Across from him, Xue Qinghe, clad in the Crown Prince's python robe, exuded an air of grace.

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

Yet, deep within his eyes, a hidden sharpness lay concealed.

"Teacher, you've come today. Is there something important?"

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

He mused inwardly, Ning Fengzhi never visited without reason.

Something must have happened that would shake Heaven Dou.

Ning Fengzhi picked up his teacup and took a shallow sip.

After the tea's fragrance soothed his throat, he spoke slowly, his tone calm.

"Last night, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had an incident."

Xue Qinghe's hand, pouring tea, paused slightly, unconcerned.

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

"Oh? What sort of change was it?" he asked, feigning curiosity.

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

"The entire sect, from top to bottom, knelt in submission to one person."

At these words, Xue Qinghe froze.

Scalding tea splashed onto his fingertips, yet he was oblivious.

His pupils contracted sharply, his eyes filled with disbelief.

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

That was the sect that controlled the ultimate power of lightning!

How arrogant and domineering was that old dragon Yu Yuanzhen?

A level ninety-five lightning Title Douluo, how could he kneel?

"Teacher, what... what are you saying?"

Xue Qinghe's voice carried a barely perceptible tremor.

He couldn't believe his ears and repeatedly sought confirmation.

Ning Fengzhi's expression remained calm, and he nodded.

"It is absolutely true. The information is not mistaken."

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

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

He slowly put down the teapot, his fingertips turning slightly pale.

Ji Feng? He had never heard this name before.

A nobody, with such capabilities?

To make the entire Blue Lightning Sect kneel, what terrifying strength did he possess?

Was he a hidden Title Douluo? Or did he have some special trump card?

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind at lightning speed.

He knew this Ji Feng was by no means simple.

If he could win this person over, it would greatly benefit his bid for the throne.

But if he were an enemy, he would be a fatal threat.

The shock in Xue Qinghe's eyes gradually faded.

His eyes narrowed slightly, a sharp glint flashing within them.

He quickly concealed his inner calculations, replacing them with a gentle smile.

"I never imagined there would be such a person on the continent."

"Teacher, this young brother Ji Feng, I am very interested."

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

He had seen through Xue Qinghe's thoughts long ago but did not expose them.

"This child has boundless potential and is worth the Crown Prince's attention."

Xue Qinghe nodded slightly, his mind already made up.

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

If he couldn't be won over, he would have to be eliminated as soon as possible to prevent future trouble.

Meanwhile, in the Worship Hall of the Martial Soul Hall, solemnity reigned.

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

Qian Daoliu sat upon the Angel Throne at the highest point.

White hair cascaded to his shoulders, his golden eyes like the scorching sun, radiating inviolable majesty.

A faint Angel Soul Power emanated from him, his aura terrifying.

Below, a black-clothed 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 an undeniable authority.

The black-clothed soul master quickly replied, his voice quivering uncontrollably.

"R-reporting to the esteemed Worship Hall elder, last night the Blue Lightning Sect..."

He spoke intermittently, recounting how the entire Blue Lightning Sect had knelt.

As his words fell, a deathly silence descended upon the Worship Hall.

Qian Daoliu's previously calm face finally showed a flicker of surprise.

His golden eyes narrowed slightly, and the soul power around him fluctuated.

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

His tone held a hint of disbelief.

Yu Yuanzhen, he knew him too well.

The Sect Master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, a Level 95 Title Douluo.

Proud by nature, he would rather die than yield, valuing his clan's honor above all else.

Even when the Martial Soul Hall had tried to recruit the Blue Lightning Sect in the past, he had flatly refused.

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

And to an unknown young man at that?

Qian Daoliu slowly raised his hand, a wisp of golden light condensing at his fingertips.

Though a tempest raged within him, he remained outwardly composed.

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

They possessed profound heritage and formidable combat strength, making them a thorn in the side of the Martial Soul Hall.

Yet now, they were completely at the mercy of a stranger.

Who exactly was this Ji Feng?

Was he the successor of some hidden force? Or a prodigy sent from heaven?

A hint of inquiry flashed in Qian Daoliu's golden eyes.

He could sense that the appearance of this Ji Feng.

Would undoubtedly disrupt the existing order of the continent.

"Investigate! Investigate all of Ji Feng's background thoroughly!"

Qian Daoliu's voice rang out again, this time with an commanding tone.

"No matter who he is, we must ascertain his purpose!"

"Yes! Esteemed Worship Hall elder!"

The black-clothed soul master quickly responded, rising and hastily retreating.

Qian Daoliu remained seated on the throne, his gaze fixed on the distance.

Yu Yuanzhen, you finally bowed your head.

However, the object of your submission is too unexpected.

If this Ji Feng could be of use to the Martial Soul Hall, it would be for the best.

If not, then he must be nipped in the bud as soon as possible.

At Heaven Dou Royal Academy, within an elegant courtyard.

Yu Tianheng was in a sorry state, his clothes still stained with dust.

His expression was grim, his fists clenched, his knuckles white.

The Thunder Soul Power around him surged erratically from time to time.

The humiliation of last night was seared into his heart like a brand.

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

He never imagined his clan would suffer such a profound humiliation.

The entire sect, kneeling before a stranger.

That image, every time he recalled it, ignited his fury.

"Tianheng, why are you back? And in such a sorry state?"

A sweet voice rang out, laced with worry.

Dugu Yan strode over, her brows furrowed.

She wore a light purple dress, her beauty captivating.

The aura of her Jade Phosphorous Serpent martial soul was faint yet sharp, exuding a vibrant presence.

Seeing Yu Tianheng's appearance, her heart tightened.

Yu Tianheng was the heir of the Blue Lightning, a formidable fighter.

For him to be so disheveled, something major must have happened.

Yu Tianheng looked up, seeing Dugu Yan, his eyes reddening slightly.

He took a deep breath, his voice hoarse as he spoke.

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

Dugu Yan's heart sank, and she quickly pressed.

"What happened? Did the Martial Soul Hall make a move?"

In her opinion, only the Martial Soul Hall could threaten the Blue Lightning.

Yu Tianheng slowly shook his head, his voice filled with humiliation.

"It wasn't the Martial Soul Hall, it was a kid named Ji Feng."

He paused, then slowly recounted the events of last night.

From Ji Feng's intrusion into the Blue Lightning, to his grandfather Yu Yuanzhen's intervention.

Then to the entire sect being forced to kneel, every word clear and precise.

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

Her hands clenched tightly, her fingernails digging into her flesh.

Rage burned wildly in her heart.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was her future in-laws.

Ji Feng forcing the entire Blue Lightning sect to kneel was a slap in her face!

Moreover, Yu Tianheng was her man, how could he endure such humiliation?

"Ji Feng... well done, Ji Feng!"

Dugu Yan's voice was icy, carrying a bone-chilling coldness.

A hint of venom flashed in her eyes, her hatred surging.

This Ji Feng, how dare he be so arrogant and overbearing.

If she didn't teach him a lesson, she wouldn't be able to quell her anger.

But then, she suppressed her rage.

To make Yu Yuanzhen lead the entire sect to kneel, his strength must be immense.

A direct confrontation would likely not end well, and she would only be asking for trouble.

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

A cold smile touched her lips, and she had a plan.

"Tianheng, don't be too angry."

She stepped forward, gently taking Yu Tianheng's hand.

"Since this Ji Feng is so powerful, why don't we recruit him?"

Yu Tianheng looked up sharply, his face filled with disbelief.

"Recruit him? Yanzi, are you crazy?"

"He made our Blue Lightning suffer such humiliation, how can we recruit him?"

His tone was agitated, his heart filled with indignation.

To have someone who humiliated his clan serve the empire?

This was simply a profound disgrace, he absolutely refused!

Dugu Yan looked at his agitated state and gently shook her head.

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

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

"We'll recruit him into the imperial palace and make him obey the empire."

"Then, won't we be the ones calling the shots?"

Yu Tianheng's brow furrowed, still unwilling.

"But he humiliated the Blue Lightning, and I can't swallow this insult!"

He punched the stone table beside him, and it instantly shattered.

Thunder Soul Power scattered, showing how intense his anger was.

Dugu Yan looked at him, a hint of helplessness flashing in her eyes.

She knew Yu Tianheng had a fiery temper and a strong desire to win.

Getting him to accept this proposal was indeed not easy.

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

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

A nobody, no matter how powerful, what of it?

He couldn't compare to her Tianheng at all.

Yu Tianheng was the heir of the Blue Lightning, a future Title Douluo.

As for Ji Feng, he was just a fleeting moment of glory.

Once she and Yu Tianheng were married, officially becoming husband and wife.

She had her grandfather, Dugu Bo, the Level 95 Poison Douluo, backing her.

And her father-in-law, Yu Yuanzhen, with two great Title Douluos joining forces.

At that time, a mere Ji Feng would be insignificant!

If he was sensible and obedient, he might even keep his life.

If he dared to cause trouble again, and dared to humiliate the Blue Lightning.

She would join forces with the two Title Douluos and execute him directly!

Then, they could both avenge their grievances and establish their authority.

Wouldn't that be killing two birds with one stone?

Dugu Yan showed a gentle smile on her face, comforting him.

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

"But we need to consider the bigger picture and endure this temporary insult."

"Later, we'll have plenty of opportunities for revenge."

Yu Tianheng looked at Dugu Yan's gentle eyes, his anger.

Was gradually suppressed, but his face was still full of unwillingness.

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

Dugu Yan gently patted his hand, her tone firm.

"Listen to me, and you won't be wrong."

"This is the best method for now, and the only method."

Yu Tianheng fell silent. He knew Dugu Yan made sense.

Given the Blue Lightning's current state, it was indeed not advisable to make more enemies.

But it was too difficult for him to accept someone who had humiliated his family.

Dugu Yan looked at his silent appearance and secretly rejoiced.

She knew Yu Tianheng would eventually agree.

Ji Feng, you just wait for me.

Today's humiliation, I will repay a hundredfold in the future!

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

And at this moment, Ji Feng still didn't know.

He had already been targeted by three forces and was caught in an undercurrent.

He still walked leisurely, calm and composed.

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

The Douluo Continent's situation was completely stirred up by his appearance.

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

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

All of this will erupt one by one in the near future.

And Ji Feng will eventually, with absolute strength.

Crush all opponents and stand at the pinnacle of the Douluo Continent.

Chapter XX The Wedding Approaches, Hidden Enemies

Deep within the Bamboo Courtyard of Heaven Dou Royal Academy, it was eerily quiet.

A pot of clear tea sat on the stone table, wisps of steam rising.

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

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

"Yan Yan, the wedding date is finally set."

His voice was hoarse, yet filled with relief.

Dugu Yan straightened her back, her cheeks flushed a faint red.

She raised her hand to smooth her skirt, unconcealed joy in her eyes.

"Yes, Grandpa, in a week, at Heaven Dou Imperial City."

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

Dugu Bo nodded slowly, his cloudy eyes brightening.

He raised his hand and gently stroked Dugu Yan's head.

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

"Good, good... this is truly wonderful."

He murmured to himself, the image of his son appearing in his mind.

His son had died young, leaving Yan Yan all alone.

As a Title Douluo, he hadn't been able to protect his son.

Over the years, he had done his utmost to protect Dugu Yan as she grew up.

He was afraid she would suffer the slightest grievance or harm.

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

With Yu Tianheng protecting her and the sect's backing, she would have no worries in the future.

"My son, resting in the netherworld," Dugu Bo thought silently, "Father can finally give you an explanation."

The guilt that had weighed on him for years finally began to ease.

Dugu Yan could clearly feel her grandfather's emotions.

She held his hand, feeling the warmth of his fingertips.

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

Her tone was firm, pride shining in her eyes.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, what a noble existence.

One of the Upper Three Sects, with a top-tier beast spirit.

Yu Tianheng was exceptionally talented, the future heir of the sect.

More importantly, she truly loved Yu Tianheng.

She loved his stern gaze, loved the way he protected her.

The thought of standing beside him in the future filled her with joy.

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

"I don't need to pay any attention to people like Ji Feng."

Mentioning Ji Feng, her tone was filled with disdain.

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

He had merely been a plaything she toyed with out of boredom.

With his status, with his strength, how could he possibly aspire to her?

Perhaps in the past, she could have played with him to pass the time.

Now that she was about to become the young madam of one of the Upper Three Sects, their statuses were worlds apart.

Someone like Ji Feng didn't even have the right to appear before her.

Hearing this, a hint of approval flashed in Dugu Bo's eyes.

"That's right, Yan Yan, your status is different now."

"Those unimportant people, no need to keep them in mind."

He only wished for his granddaughter's future happiness, free from disturbance by trivial individuals.

Just then, a maidservant approached lightly, bowing in greeting.

"Miss, there is a letter for you, with no signature."

Dugu Yan raised an eyebrow, gesturing for the maidservant to hand over the letter.

The envelope was of ordinary quality, with no markings.

She casually opened it, and a familiar handwriting met her eyes.

It was Ji Feng! The handwriting carried a hint of urgency.

The letter contained only one sentence: Yan Yan, meet me, I have something important.

Dugu Yan scoffed after reading it, her face full of disdain.

Truly ungrateful, daring to bother her even now.

Ji Feng? He should consider what he is.

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

Her status was noble, how could someone like him aspire to her?

Moreover, her mind was entirely occupied with the upcoming wedding.

She just wanted to reunite with Yu Tianheng quickly and prepare for the wedding.

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

A pathetic wretch whom she had manipulated into a frenzy.

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

With a casual flick of her wrist, the letter fell to the ground, covered in dust.

"No need to pay attention to it, take it and burn it," she said coldly.

The maidservant dared not say more, quickly picking up the letter and retreating.

Dugu Yan sat back down on the stone bench, a smile returning to her face.

Her mind was filled with scenes of her wedding with Yu Tianheng.

She was completely unaware that a crisis was brewing.

On the other side, in a secluded inn in the Heaven Dou Imperial City.

The room was dimly lit, the atmosphere oppressively terrifying.

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

He had waited for a whole day, yet had received no reply.

His brow furrowed slightly, the temperature in his eyes gradually cooling.

He had long anticipated that Dugu Yan might not reply.

But to truly reach this moment, he still found it difficult to suppress his anger.

He thought Dugu Yan would at least give him some face.

After all, if it hadn't been for his secret assistance back then.

She wouldn't have been able to secure her engagement with Yu Tianheng so smoothly.

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

Ji Feng's eyes narrowed, his dark pupils filled with danger.

The fluctuations of soul power around him became bone-chillingly cold.

An invisible pressure permeated the entire room.

He raised his hand, summoning his subordinate, and spoke coldly.

"Go investigate what Dugu Yan has been busy with recently."

"Why she didn't reply to my letter, what exactly is she doing."

The subordinate felt the hostility emanating from him and dared not delay.

He quickly bowed in agreement, turned, and hurried off to gather information.

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

The spiciness of the wine did nothing to quell the hostility in his heart.

Instead, it made him more irritable, his eyes growing even more sinister.

He would never allow himself to be toyed with by Dugu Yan like this.

She was the one who had actively approached him back then, using his influence.

Now that her goal was achieved, she would discard him like worn-out shoes?

Not so easy!

Half an hour later, his subordinate returned in a hurry and reported with a bow.

"Young Master, we've found out. The matter is true."

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

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

Upon hearing this, Ji Feng's body stiffened, and then he started to laugh.

That smile carried a hint of mockery and a hint of coldness.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan? Yu Tianheng?

Dugu Yan, you certainly have good taste.

You actually dream of marrying into the Upper Three Sects and reaching the heavens in a single step.

Unfortunately, you overlooked someone.

You overlooked me, who you played with in the palm of your hand.

The corner of Ji Feng's mouth curved into a dangerous arc.

He tapped his fingertips lightly on the table, producing crisp sounds.

"Married in a week..." he murmured, his eyes shining.

"Since that's the case, I'll give you a grand gift."

The ruthlessness in his tone sent a chill down one's spine.

He wanted to see what kind of joke this highly anticipated wedding would turn into.

Dugu Yan, I will get back everything you owe me, little by little.

Just wait, the Heaven Dou Imperial City in a week.

It will surely be turned upside down because of me.

He picked up his wine glass again, the mockery on his lips deepening.

This grand play had only just begun.

And Dugu Yan and Yu Tianheng were still completely unaware of it.