Yu Luomian's Little Thoughts

A brand new dragon-type Martial Soul, one that had never appeared in history.

What did this mean?

It meant the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family might be ushering in an unprecedented era.

As for the name Yu Xiaogang, he had already been completely erased from the map of the future.

He did not even consider comforting that son, nor did he think about salvaging a shred of dignity for him before the clansmen.

Yu Luomian returned to his courtyard, the smile on his face not yet fully faded.

Today's sparring match had been truly satisfying.

Seeing his elder brother's livid face and witnessing Yu Xiaogang's pathetic state, he felt an indescribable sense of comfort.

"Haha, brother, oh brother, the precious son you raised for twelve years ended up wetting his pants in fear," Yu Luomian muttered to himself, unable to suppress the grin on his lips. "Well, that's that; Yu Xiaogang will never be able to become the clan head in this lifetime."

He walked into his study, sat in his chair, and began to think seriously.

Yu Hong's Martial Soul Evolution into a Blue-Eyes White Dragon—what did this signify?

It meant that Yu Hong's future was limitless.

A Spirit Douluo? That was merely the starting point.

With the potential of the Blue-Eyes White Dragon, Yu Hong was very likely to become a Titled Douluo in the future.

And he, Yu Luomian, had been supporting Yu Hong since six years ago; he could be considered Yu Hong's greatest backer.

As long as Yu Hong did not forget his roots, his own status within the family would surely rise with the tide.

However, mere support was not enough.

Yu Luomian's eyes narrowed slightly as he began to calculate in his mind.

He needed to bind Yu Hong completely to his side and make him one of his own.

How to bind him?

The simplest and most effective method was a marriage alliance.

Thinking of this, the image of a person surfaced in Yu Luomian's mind.

Liu Erlong.

She was his illegitimate daughter, eleven years old this year, one year younger than Yu Hong.

Liu Erlong's mother was a woman he had met outside when he was young. Her status was low, so Liu Erlong had never been brought back to the family but had lived outside with her mother instead.

But Liu Erlong's talent was exceptional.

When she awakened her Martial Soul at age six, her Innate Soul Power had reached level eight, and her Martial Soul was a Fire Dragon—a rare mutated Martial Soul within the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family.

Yu Luomian had been secretly monitoring Liu Erlong's growth, providing her with cultivation resources, but he had never publicly acknowledged her identity.

After all, with talent as good as hers, it would be a total waste not to cultivate her properly.

Now, it was time for Liu Erlong to play her part.

"If I can get Yu Hong and Erlong together..." Yu Luomian murmured, a glimmer of sharp light flashing in his eyes.

Yu Hong possessed the Blue-Eyes White Dragon Martial Soul, and Liu Erlong possessed the Fire Dragon Martial Soul; both were dragon-type Martial Souls—a match made in heaven.

Moreover, once Yu Hong and Liu Erlong became husband and wife, Yu Hong would be completely his.

By then, relying on Yu Hong's strength and potential, coupled with his own connections and influence within the family, seizing the position of clan head would be as easy as turning over one's hand.

"Haha, brother, just you wait," Yu Luomian laughed in a low voice. "The position of clan head will be mine sooner or later."

He stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the night sky outside, his eyes filled with ambition and anticipation.

Tomorrow, he would send someone to fetch Liu Erlong.

He would let Yu Hong and Liu Erlong meet first to cultivate some affection.

They were young, at the age where hearts first begin to stir; as long as they spent more time together, feelings would naturally develop.

Furthermore, since they were both young, it was the perfect time to nurture their bond.

"That girl Erlong is pretty and has a good personality; Yu Hong should like her," Yu Luomian thought confidently.

He had already begun to envision a beautiful future.

Yu Hong would become a Titled Douluo, Liu Erlong would become Yu Hong's wife, and he, Yu Luomian, would become the new clan head of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family.

By then, who would dare look down on him?

"Father, I will let you know that I am the one who will lead the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family toward glory," Yu Luomian said to himself.

Yu Luomian stood before the window, the night breeze blowing against his robes, carrying his thoughts back to many years ago.

Back then, he was still very young.

His elder brother, Yu Yuanzhen, was the recognized genius of the family, having awakened the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul at age six with full Innate Soul Power, charging forward all the way to become a legendary figure for the entire family and even the entire Spirit Master world.

Everyone said that Yu Yuanzhen was a once-in-a-century genius of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family, destined to lead the family toward glory.

The old patriarch, their father, poured all his heart, soul, and resources into his eldest son.

And him?

He also possessed the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul with an Innate Soul Power of level seven, which would be considered genius-level in any ordinary soul master family.

Yet, under his brother's radiance, he was like a dim star completely eclipsed by the light of the moon.

No one paid attention to him; no one valued him.

Every time his father mentioned him, it was with an expression of disappointment, as if he were iron that refused to become steel.

"Look at your brother, then look at yourself! You both have the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, so why is the gap between you so vast?"

"Yu Luomian, you need to put in more effort; don't bring shame to the family."

"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family has no need for trash. Either you catch up to your brother, or you stay quiet and stop making a spectacle of yourself."

He had heard these words since he was a child.

At first, he had tried his best.

He cultivated desperately, wanting to follow in his brother's footsteps and earn his father's approval.

But no matter how hard he tried, his brother was always one step ahead.

When he broke through to become a Soul Elder, his brother was already a Soul Ancestor.

When he broke through to become a Soul Ancestor, his brother was already a Soul King.

He was always chasing, yet he could never catch up.

That sense of powerlessness, that taste of being ignored, compared, and denied, was like fine needles pricking his heart day after day.

Later, he gradually gave up.

He no longer hoped for his father's approval, nor did he try to chase his brother's shadow.

He began to indulge in wine and women, living a dissolute life outside to numb himself.

It took a long time before he finally pulled himself together.

Yu Luomian took a deep breath, suppressing those surging memories.

He turned around, walked to his desk, picked up a pen, and wrote a letter on a blank sheet of paper.

The content of the letter was simple: he ordered his subordinates to bring Liu Erlong over, under the guise of cultivating her as an outstanding talent for the family.

He set down the pen, sealed the letter, and summoned a trusted subordinate to hand it over.

"Leave first thing tomorrow morning and bring her here."

The subordinate took the letter and retreated respectfully.

On the other side, at Yu Hong's residence.

After the martial arts competition ended, Yu Hong politely declined Yu Luomian's invitation and returned to his room alone.

He needed to properly sense the changes following his Martial Soul Evolution.

In the room, Yu Hong sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes, and sank his consciousness into his body.