The Husband-Protecting Demon Dugu Yan, Does She Really Think My Man Is Easy to Bully?

On the day Ning Rongrong joined the Imperial Fighting Team.

Ye Qing deeply understood one truth.

Ten-year-old girls were the most difficult creatures in the world, bar none.

"Brother Ye Qing, did you really beat Yu Tianheng?"

"He's a level 35 three-ring Soul Elder, and he has the number one beast spirit in the world, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon!"

"Were you nervous at the time? How many moves did he use?"

"What are your soul skills? Why are all your soul rings purple, thousand-year ones? You—"

Ning Rongrong was like a little bee that had discovered a flower patch, buzzing incessantly around Ye Qing.

Ye Qing looked at Dugu Yan with a blank expression, his eyes spelling out four words: Save me.

Dugu Yan returned a look that said "you're on your own," and slowly lifted her teacup to take a sip.

"Brother Ye Qing, why aren't you answering me?"

Ning Rongrong tilted her head, her beautiful eyes sparkling with innocent, guileless light.

Ye Qing took a deep breath and said earnestly, "Miss Ning, your father sent you to the Heaven Dou Royal Academy to cultivate, not to be a reporter."

"It doesn't matter, cultivation and interviewing can be done at the same time!"

Ning Rongrong was righteous and confident.

"My father said that the most important thing for an auxiliary-system soul master is the ability to gather information. I'm training right now!"

Ye Qing turned to look at Ye Lingling and lowered his voice to ask, "Are all you auxiliary-system soul masters this talkative?"

Ye Lingling pursed her lips slightly, a hint of amusement flashing in her blue eyes as she shook her head gently: "She might be an exception."

Yu Feng whispered to Osler on the side: "Big Brother Ye's expression is even more pained than when he was fighting the captain."

Osler remained expressionless: "After all, fighting the captain is a stomp, but dealing with Ning Rongrong might take all day."

"I can hear you, you know!"

Ning Rongrong turned back and gave Yu Feng and Osler a sweet smile, causing both of them to shiver simultaneously.

Dugu Yan finally set down her teacup.

A flash of helplessness and amusement crossed her emerald green eyes.

Although this little girl was chirping and chattering enough to make one's brain ache, she did add some life to their dull daily cultivation routine.

More importantly...

She glanced quietly at Ye Qing.

Seeing this thick-skinned guy so frazzled and overwhelmed was actually quite amusing.

"Fine, fine."

Ye Qing finally surrendered, rubbing his temples, which were buzzing from the noise.

"Miss Ning, ask whatever you want."

"But promise me one thing: once you're done, let me go cultivate, okay?"

He truly couldn't understand when Ning Rongrong had become such a chatterbox.

Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up, and she produced a small notebook and a pen from behind her back as if by magic.

Her movements were as practiced as a professional paparazzo.

The corners of Ye Qing's mouth twitched wildly.

Good grief, she even had the props ready.

The next day.

Training ground.

Before Qin Ming could announce the day's training plan, the doors to the training ground were pushed open from the outside.

The person who entered wore the iconic robes of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

His figure was somewhat similar to Yu Tianheng's.

But there was less pride and arrogance in his brows, and more composure and cold severity.

His gaze swept past everyone present and locked directly onto Ye Qing.

"You are Ye Qing?"

Yu Feng subconsciously shifted half a step behind Osler and whispered, "Who is this? So arrogant?"

Osler frowned slightly and said in a low voice, "Yu Tianxin, the captain's cousin, one of the twin stars of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

Yu Feng was stunned: "Another person from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?!"

The brothers Shi Mo and Shi Mo swallowed in unison and added in a low voice: "It's said he's just as strong as the captain."

Yu Tianxin stood with his hands behind his back, his voice low and resonant: "I am Yu Tianxin, from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

"I have only one purpose in coming here today: to wash away my cousin's defeat and restore the glory of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon."

He had just returned to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan yesterday and had not expected to see Yu Tianheng in such a state of extreme despondency.

After learning the sequence of events, he had come straight here.

The group looked at one another in dismay.

First the younger brother, now the older brother—had the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan activated a gauntlet-style dungeon?

Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up instantly.

She even pulled out some melon seeds, clearly prepared to enjoy the show.

Just as Ye Qing was about to speak, a slender arm blocked his path.

Dugu Yan stepped out from his side.

Her emerald-green hair fluttered gently in the wind, and the light in her eyes was as cold as the ice springs of the Far North Ice Plains.

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

Although Dugu Yan was usually haughty in front of Ye Qing, she never brought out that kind of cold, lethal killing intent.

Standing there now, the aura surrounding her had completely changed.

"Ye Qing, let me handle this one."

Ye Qing looked at her, his eyebrows arching slightly.

He did not ask "Are you sure," nor did he say "Be careful."

He saw the surging anger hidden in the depths of her eyes.

It was not an impulse, but an eruption of long-accumulated frustration.

"I've had enough."

Dugu Yan's voice was cold enough to freeze.

"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan keeps coming to cause trouble one after another. Do you really think my man is a wooden stake for you to practice on?"

Yu Tianxin frowned slightly, recognizing the young girl standing before him.

Dugu Yan, the girl his cousin Yu Tianheng liked.

He remembered that this girl's strength was weaker than Tianheng's.

With his own strength being nearly identical to Yu Tianheng's, the outcome was without suspense.

"I do not wish to bully a woman."

Yu Tianxin's tone was flat: "This is a grievance between the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon and Ye Qing; it has nothing to do with Miss Dugu."

Dugu Yan looked at him, a dangerous smile curling the corners of her lips.

Emerald-green light erupted from her entire body.

"Roar!"

A phantom of a dragon-like Martial Soul coiled and hissed behind her.

At the same time, four Soul Rings rose abruptly from beneath her feet—Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Purple!

Everyone in the Imperial Fighting Team widened their eyes in unison.

"What?!"

Yu Feng's mouth hung open, his chin nearly hitting the floor.

Osler's pupils constricted, and his perpetually stoic face finally revealed clear shock.

Ye Lingling could not help but be slightly stunned.

The brothers Shi Mo and Shi Mo rubbed their eyes in perfect synchronization.

"Level forty-five?!"

Yu Feng's voice cracked: "Yanzi, when did you break through?"

"Weren't you still a Soul Elder just a few months ago?!"

Qin Ming stood on the sidelines, his gaze behind his glasses sharper than anyone else's.

He stared at the phantom of the Martial Soul behind Dugu Yan, which was entirely ink-green with gold edges.

It had a dragon's head and a serpent's body, with two claws on its belly, and it radiated both the cold, sinister aura of poison and the heavy, dense aura of earth.

This was clearly no longer a Jade Phosphorous Serpent!

It was a dragon that retained the characteristics of a Jade Phosphorous Serpent!

A Martial Soul mutation combined with a surge in Soul Power.

Even he was puzzled; what exactly had happened to Dugu Yan over these past few months?

Dugu Yan's emerald-green eyes locked onto Yu Tianxin, and she spoke coldly: "Now, do you still think I am not worthy of being your opponent?"

Yu Tianxin's expression shifted.

From contempt to surprise, and from surprise to gravity.

The intelligence was wrong, dead wrong!

Dugu Yan's strength was nowhere near the level of a Soul Elder.

The Soul Power fluctuations she radiated at this moment were far stronger than his own.

He took a deep breath, his Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon bloodline ignited by Dugu Yan's challenge: "In my dictionary, Yu Tianxin, there is no such word as 'fear'!"

Dugu Yan sneered, "Then today, I shall help you carve that word in."