The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's headquarters.
Yu Luomian returned alone.
Before he left, he had been only a Level 79 Spirit Saint. Now he had returned as a Level 81 Soul Douluo.
His feet stepped onto the stones laid across the sect grounds, and he sighed inwardly.
"His Holiness Pope Qian Xunji is truly rich and generous. If he has something good, he really gives it to you."
"You do a job for him, and he pays you upfront. Who wouldn't love a boss like that?"
"What's more, all I had to do was take care of one little matter that was practically effortless for him, and he gave me a Sea Dragon Spirit Ring with a lifespan of over fifty thousand years as payment in advance."
Sea Dragons were top-tier dragon-type Spirit Beasts that lived in the ocean.
That fifty-thousand-year-old Sea Dragon Spirit Ring had brought him a qualitative leap in power.
Now he was confident that when his Soul Power reached Level 90, making him a Quasi-Titled Douluo, he could absorb a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast as his ninth Spirit Ring.
As he walked, Yu Luomian kept thinking about what Qian Xunji had instructed him to do before he left.
"Expel Yu Xiaogang from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. Announce it to the Spirit Master World, and cut off every possibility of him borrowing the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's name to throw his weight around."
Yu Luomian didn't know why Qian Xunji was targeting Yu Xiaogang, but the matter suited him perfectly.
Yu Xiaogang was a good-for-nothing who hadn't even awakened the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul, only some pig's Martial Soul.
If his foolish elder brother Yu Yuanzhen hadn't protected him,
then just for the way he wasted the sect's cultivation resources, he would