Yu Yuanzhen's Scheme: Luo Sanpao Devours Yu Tianlong Under Yu Xiaogang's Command?

He paused, a cold, sharp glint flashing in his eyes. "I won't give him a chance to find out. Until he grows strong enough, I will keep providing him with resources, letting him cultivate in peace, and making him believe the clan values him. When he lets his guard down, that will be the perfect moment for you to strike."

Yu Xiaogang fell silent.

A war raged within him. On one hand, the education and moral values he had received since childhood told him this was wrong; Yu Tianlong was innocent and should not be used as a stepping stone.

On the other hand, his thirst for power, his jealousy of Yu Tianlong, and his resentment of his current status gnawed at his reason like a thousand ants.

"What do I need to do?" he finally heard his own voice ask.

A look of satisfaction flickered in Yu Yuanzhen's eyes.

"What you need to do now is cultivate diligently and enhance your own devouring ability. Your Luo San Pao is still too weak; even if Yu Tianlong's Luo San Pao were placed right in front of you, you wouldn't be able to devour it.

When your soul power reaches level ten and you are ready to absorb your first soul ring, I will arrange the best soul beast for you, ensuring your Luo San Pao gains the strongest initial ability. That will be the perfect time for you to devour Yu Tianlong."

He withdrew his hand and turned toward the door. As he reached the threshold, he stopped without looking back and said indifferently, "Remember, those who achieve great things do not concern themselves with trifles. Everything Yu Tianlong possesses will eventually be yours."

With that, he pushed the door open and strode away, leaving Yu Xiaogang standing alone amidst the bookshelves, the candlelight casting flickering shadows of light and dark across his face.

The door clicked shut behind him.

Yu Xiaogang slowly lowered his head, looking at the still-oblivious, pale golden Luo San Pao at his feet, then at the half-eaten piece of soul beast jerky in his hand.

His expression shifted from confusion to struggle, and finally to a gaze that was increasingly firm, bordering on cold.

"...I'm sorry, cousin."

"But I have no other choice."

He gripped the jerky tightly, as if clutching a newfound resolve.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan grounds, in Yu Tianlong's small courtyard, the scene was bustling with activity.

"Come on, Little Gold, open wide—ah—"

Yu Tianlong tossed a palm-sized, dark red piece of meat, radiating rich blood energy, into the air.

Little Gold performed a graceful mid-air flip, snatched the meat with precision, and swallowed it in a few gulps. It squinted its eyes in satisfaction, a "purring" sound vibrating in its throat.

This was high-grade soul beast meat provided by the clan today—the loin of an eight-hundred-year-old Crimson Flame Tiger. The meat was packed with abundant fire-attribute energy and blood vitality, making it an excellent supplement for Little Gold.

Ever since his resources were doubled, Yu Tianlong's quality of life had skyrocketed.

Every day, at least one piece of meat from a thousand-year soul beast was delivered to his courtyard, with the variety constantly changing—strength-based today, speed-based tomorrow, defense-based the day after—ensuring Little Gold had a diverse and balanced diet.

In just a few days, Little Gold had grown a size larger, and the bump on its forehead had become more prominent, showing signs of breaking through.

Little Silver, however, had little interest in soul beast meat; it preferred absorbing various elemental energies.

Yu Tianlong had specifically exchanged for a batch of elemental ores from the clan's resource vault, allowing Little Silver to rotate through different types daily.

Coupled with a "supplementary meal" every half month at Dugu Bo's residence to absorb the accumulated toxins in his body, Little Silver's growth, while less visually obvious than Little Gold's, was marked by an increasingly profound aura. A small bump had also begun to form on its forehead, mirroring Little Gold's.

"Young Master, here is today's portion."

A clan deacon respectfully placed a food box on the stone table in the courtyard. Upon opening the lid, a piece of golden, succulent roasted meat was revealed, emitting an enticing aroma.

"Mm, leave it there." Yu Tianlong nodded and asked casually, "What is this today?"

"Reporting to Young Master, this is the rib of a twelve-hundred-year-old Golden Lion King. The kitchen specially marinated it with a secret sauce before roasting it. They say it's crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with an excellent texture."

The deacon introduced it with fawning enthusiasm, his attitude even more respectful than it was toward many direct-line descendants.

Yu Tianlong's status within the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was no longer what it once was. Although he still lived in that remote little courtyard, there was an endless stream of people coming to deliver gifts and curry favor.

Everyone knew that this youth who had awakened the twin Luo San Pao had been designated by the Clan Head and the Second Elder as a key focus for the clan's cultivation. His future was limitless. If they didn't butter him up now, when would they?

"Understood, thank the chefs for me." Yu Tianlong waved the deacon away. He looked at the golden, tempting ribs on the table, but his brow furrowed slightly.

"High-grade soul beast meat again... hasn't the frequency of these deliveries been a bit too high lately?" he muttered to himself.

Ever since he returned from the Star Dou Forest, the clan's resource supply had become unusually generous. At first, he thought Yu Yuanzhen was fulfilling his promise to double his resources, which made sense.

But gradually, he realized things weren't that simple—not only had the resources doubled, but many extra "subsidies" had been added, such as the daily high-grade soul beast meat.

There were also rare cultivation supplements not easily found on the market, and priority access to the simulated cultivation grounds, which even core direct-line descendants might not enjoy.

Added together, the value of these items far exceeded the scope of "doubling the monthly allowance."

Conservatively estimated, the total value of resources he received from the clan each month was at least fifty thousand Gold Soul Coins.

This was no longer just "key cultivation"; it was as if they were trying to force his growth with sheer resources.

"Fifty thousand Gold Soul Coins a month... even the Clan Head's own son wouldn't get this much, right?" Yu Tianlong rubbed his chin, a flash of doubt in his eyes.

"Yu Yuanzhen is being too good to me... it's a bit abnormal."

It wasn't that he hadn't been suspicious. For a collateral orphan with no parents, even with a twin martial soul, even with innate full soul power, and even with the special ability of devouring evolution, it shouldn't warrant such cost-free investment from the clan. Could there be a reason he didn't know about?

"Could it be... that Yu Yuanzhen wants to marry his daughter to me? But he doesn't have a daughter."

He speculated with a dark sense of humor, then found the idea ridiculous and shook his head.

"Whatever, I'll cross that bridge when I come to it. The resources are in my hands, so I'll just focus on improving my strength and that of Little Gold and Little Silver first. As long as my fists are hard enough, any conspiracy is just a paper tiger."

He clapped his hands and called out, "Little Gold, Little Silver, time to eat!"

Two figures lunged toward the stone table like bolts of lightning, and a whirlwind eating contest immediately ensued.

Yu Tianlong leaned against the locust tree, watching the two Luo Sanpaos feast with gusto, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. Yet, deep within his eyes, a trace of imperceptible contemplation remained hidden.

To show courtesy without cause is to harbor evil or theft.

He understood this principle well.

He just didn't know when the "evil" and "theft" behind this would finally surface.