And the Blue-Eyes White Dragon would be his greatest asset in achieving that goal.
Meanwhile, deep in the distant Star Dou Forest, within the Lake of Life,
a powerful being slowly opened her eyes, a flicker of surprise passing through them.
"This aura..."
she murmured, gazing into the distance.
Just moments ago, she had sensed the birth of a true dragon.
That aura carried an ancient majesty, as if it came from a being even older than she was.
"It's the aura of the dragon race..." She furrowed her brow. "And its bloodline is remarkably pure. But I've never sensed this aura before."
She pondered for a moment, then waved her hand.
"Your Majesty, what are your orders?"
The next second, a voice suddenly rang out.
"Investigate the source of that dragon aura from just now," she said. "I want to know what kind of being could give off such an aura."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Gu Yuena closed her eyes again, but her heart remained unsettled.
That aura gave her a very strange feeling.
It was clearly the aura of the dragon race, yet it was unlike any dragon she knew.
And the power contained within it...
"Could it be that a dragon from ancient times has awakened?" she murmured. "If so, things are about to get interesting."
The corners of her mouth lifted slightly, and a curious light glimmered in her eyes.
Whoever the owner of that aura was, she would find out.
Because it could very well affect the future of the entire dragon race.
At the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's Martial Arts Arena,
the crowd gradually dispersed after the match.
But talk of Yu Hong and his White Dragon Martial Soul spread swiftly throughout the clan.
"Have you heard? Yu Hong's Martial Soul is actually a real dragon!"
"Heard about it? I saw it with my own eyes! That White Dragon was absolutely breathtaking!"
"Word is, even the clan leader's Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon was trembling with fear in front of it!"
"Heavens, Yu Hong will definitely become the strongest person in our clan!"
"No, not just in the clan. He could become the strongest person on the whole continent!"
All sorts of chatter filled the air.
Overnight, Yu Hong's name spread throughout the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
And Yu Xiaogang became everyone's laughingstock.
"Haha, did you hear? Young Master Xiaogang wet himself in fright!"
"Seriously?"
"Absolutely! I saw it with my own eyes. His pants were soaked!"
"Hahahaha, what a disgrace!"
Yu Xiaogang hid in his room, too afraid to go outside.
His face was streaked with tears, and his eyes brimmed with humiliation and resentment.
"Yu Hong... Yu Hong!" Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth as he repeated the name. "I won't let you get away with this! One day, I'll make you pay!"
But deep down, he knew it was just empty talk.
Yu Hong's Martial Soul was that terrifying White Dragon.
His own Martial Soul was nothing but a farting pig-dog.
The gap between them was like heaven and earth.
He would probably never surpass Yu Hong in his entire life.
At the thought, a hint of madness flashed in Yu Xiaogang's eyes.
"If I can't surpass you, then I'll destroy you!" Yu Xiaogang whispered. "One day, I'll find my chance!"
There was something Yu Xiaogang couldn't understand: how had Yu Hong made his Martial Soul evolve?
No, if Yu Hong's Martial Soul could evolve, why couldn't his own?
In Yu Yuanzhen's study,
Yu Yuanzhen sat alone at his desk, his face dark as a storm cloud.
What had happened that day was a tremendous blow to him.
His son had wet himself in front of everyone because of Yu Hong.
What a humiliation!
"Where did that White Dragon come from?" Yu Yuanzhen murmured. "Why have I never heard of it?"
He thought for a long time, but couldn't come up with an answer.
Yu Yuanzhen sighed and gave up trying to figure it out.
He felt somewhat relieved that the clan had provided Yu Hong with abundant resources, binding him closely to the family.
If Yu Hong became a Titled Douluo one day, it would be a good thing for the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
Yu Yuanzhen's fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop, each knock a dull thud.
Once again, he pictured Yu Xiaogang in that miserable state: his soaked trousers, his terrified eyes, and the undisguised laughter of the clan members around him.
A good-for-nothing.
The words lodged in his heart like a thorn.
His son, the son of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's leader, was actually a good-for-nothing.
What he found even harder to accept was that Yu Hong's Martial Soul had also been a Trash Martial Soul, yet it had evolved into something so terrifying. And what about Yu Xiaogang?
His Martial Soul had mutated into something worse than a pig or a dog, and all it could do was fart.
What did that prove?
That the problem wasn't the Martial Soul. It was the person.
Yu Yuanzhen closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
He was no longer young, but with the cultivation of a Titled Douluo, he had plenty of time to raise another child.
"As for Xiaogang..." Yu Yuanzhen opened his eyes, his gaze cold. "Since he's failed to live up to expectations, there's no need to waste any more resources on him."
From that day on, Yu Xiaogang would receive no more special treatment from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
A good-for-nothing wasn't worth cultivating.
Rather than keep wasting time on someone with a Trash Martial Soul, he would be better off starting over and raising a truly promising successor.
With a Titled Douluo personally guiding them, along with the clan's resources, he was confident he could raise another Titled Douluo within a hundred years.
As for Yu Hong...
Yu Yuanzhen pondered for a moment, then drew a circle around Yu Hong's name.
The young man's growth had already far exceeded his expectations. Rather than try to control him, it would be wiser to win him over with everything the clan had.
As long as Yu Hong stayed with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, the family's standing would only grow more secure.
He set down his pen, his gaze profound.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's glory would not be tarnished by a good-for-nothing.
"Someone."
At Yu Yuanzhen's call, the steward outside opened the door and walked in.
The steward bowed to Yu Yuanzhen and asked, "Clan leader, what do you need?"
Yu Yuanzhen considered it, then said, "Pass down the order: Yu Hong's cultivation resources are to be issued at the highest standard for the clan's heir. I'll speak to the elders myself."
The steward was taken aback, then bowed deeply. "Understood."
The study fell silent once more.
Yu Yuanzhen leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.
The image of that White Dragon surfaced in his mind again.
The pressure it exerted, as if it had come from ancient times, filled him with both wariness and relief.
He feared that if this power did not belong to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, it would pose a terrifying threat.
But he was relieved that Yu Hong belonged to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and was already closely tied to the family.
"Blue-Eyes White Dragon..." Yu Yuanzhen softly spoke the name.
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