The Rakshasa God's divine sense!

Right now, Yu Xiaogang's safety was the most important thing.

A dead genius was no genius at all.

It wasn't as though their Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had never done such things.

Back before he became clan leader, he had personally killed geniuses himself.

In those days, Chuan Ling hadn't existed, and those geniuses had been in even greater danger.

If Spirit Hall hadn't awakened their martial souls and taken them in, those common-born geniuses would have been slaughtered long ago.

And it wasn't just them. Even the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had done such things. Wasn't that why they had wanted to wipe out the Ye Family?

Yu Xiaogang had obtained a godhood inheritance, which made him a genius.

How could anyone who wasn't a genius possibly obtain a godhood inheritance?

Yu Xiaogang sat up and looked intently at his father.

At last, Yu Xiaogang sighed. "All right, Father."

"I understand. It's just that we can't simply forget all the humiliation our clan suffered back then."

"The Clear Sky Sect must pay!"

Yu Xiaogang spoke through gritted teeth.

Yu Yuanzhen nodded in satisfaction. His son hadn't forgotten the clan. That was good.

"You're right, my son."

"But there's something you don't know. Tang Hao was expelled from the Clear Sky Sect."

"Getting compensation from the Clear Sky Sect will be difficult."

"The only person we're joining forces with is Tang Hao."

"The Clear Sky Sect may already be Spirit Hall's lapdog."

Yu Yuanzhen took it in stride. They had expelled their own prized son for Spirit Hall's sake, which showed just how much importance they placed on Spirit Hall.

"Oh?"

"He was actually driven out? How pathetic."

"If he's been expelled, what use is he?"

"Father, we might as well forget about this alliance."

Yu Xiaogang no