The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect's Furious High-Ranking Members

The council hall of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

The long mahogany conference table was packed with people on both sides.

Sect Master Yu Yuanzhen sat upright in the main seat, with the four great elders seated in order:

First Elder Yu Guanzhen, Law Enforcement Elder Yu Zongzhen, Second Elder Yu Tianqi, and Third Elder Yu Bazhen.

Ten other members of the management team were lined up along the sides.

Yu Luomian's seat remained empty; he was still on the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest tracking his daughter's trail, completely unaware that Liu Erlong and her group had changed course halfway and were heading straight for his lair.

Yu Yuanzhen pushed the secret report to the center of the table: "Take a look, all of you."

Compared to the Spirit Hall, which had branch halls scattered throughout the Heaven Dou Empire, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, which was overflowing with wealth, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect's intelligence capabilities were relatively weak, and this report had taken several days to reach them.

The report was passed among the group, and the council hall fell into a deathly silence.

"A Six-Ring Soul Emperor beating up a Soul Sage and a Soul Douluo? What kind of joke is this combat power?"

"And they were beating up the Clear Sky Twins. That brat Tang Hao reached Soul Sage at thirty and treats cross-level combat like eating and drinking, and Tang Xiao is even more steady."

Yu Guanzhen was the first to speak, his brows furrowed tightly.

Yu Tianqi stared at the words "Fourth-Ring Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring," his heart shaken:

"Only a Soul King can barely withstand the soul shock of a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring; this has been an ironclad rule for thousands of years.

How did she manage to absorb a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring while still a Four-Ring Soul Sect Master??"

Yu Zongzhen said in a deep voice: "Her physical constitution and mental strength when she was a Soul Sect Master far exceeded soul masters of the same level; she was at least at the level of a Soul King."

Yu Bazhen added in a muffled voice: "Absurd!

And that Four-Ring Soul Sect Master, she led Tang Hao around like a dog, and he couldn't even touch the hem of her clothes!"

Yu Yuanzhen was silent for a few seconds before speaking slowly: "The Clear Sky Twins are not ordinary Soul Sages or Soul Douluos.

The fact that they were crushed means the opponent's combat power cannot be measured by common sense.

This is no longer a prodigy; this is a monster."

"There must be a massive opportunity behind them."

A glint flashed in Yu Tianqi's eyes, "If these opportunities could be used by our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect..."

"We must win them over!"

Yu Guanzhen looked up abruptly, "Such a prodigy must never be snatched away by the Spirit Hall! Nor by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"

Everyone nodded.

Yu Yuanzhen did not speak; his gaze fell on the first line of the report, and he gradually narrowed his eyes.

Liu Erlong—why did that name sound so familiar?

"Wait."

Yu Zongzhen suddenly spoke up, pointing his finger at the three characters for "Liu Erlong," "Liu Erlong... isn't that the name of Yu Luomian's illegitimate daughter?"

The entire room fell silent.

Everyone's gaze landed squarely on Yu Yuanzhen.

Yu Yuanzhen's brows knitted together.

Yu Luomian's illegitimate daughter took her mother's surname, Liu, and was named Liu Erlong.

Back then, her martial soul awakened as a mutated Fire Dragon, not a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, and was regarded by the sect as a mixed-blood; neither mother nor daughter had even been entered into the sect genealogy.

"Impossible."

Yu Tianqi shook his head, "Yu Luomian's daughter's martial soul mutated into a Fire Dragon, not a Golden Dragon.

A Fire Dragon and a Golden Dragon are worlds apart."

"Perhaps a secondary mutation."

Yu Yuanzhen spoke slowly, suggesting a possibility with an extremely low probability.

"That would be too much of a coincidence."

Yu Zongzhen said in a deep voice, "The name matches, the age matches, and even the martial soul is of the dragon type; it really is possible."

The council hall fell into silence once more.

If this Liu Erlong truly was Yu Luomian's illegitimate daughter, a mixed-blood illegitimate child once turned away by the sect, she had now become an existence capable of crushing the Clear Sky Twins.

Where would that leave the old fogies like them who had opposed the illegitimate daughter's entry into the sect back then?

Yu Yuanzhen tapped his fingers lightly against the armrest.

"Regardless of whether she is my second brother's daughter or not—a prodigy like this must be recruited.

If she truly is my second brother's daughter, then it is even more imperative to bring her into the fold.

One's own flesh and blood is always easier to talk to than an outsider."

No one spoke.

Yu Guanzhen's brows were locked in a deep frown; he wanted to say something, but in the end, he remained silent.

Interests were the foundation of everything.

They were the ones who had opposed the illegitimate daughter entering the sect back then, but if this illegitimate daughter had already grown strong to such a degree, the rules of the past would have to be changed.

Yu Yuanzhen made a prompt decision, slamming his palm onto the table and causing the teacups to jump. "Where is my second brother now?"

The several elders looked at each other in dismay.

The last time they saw Yu Luomian, he had bickered with them, arguing until his face was red and his neck was thick with rage.

In the end, that fellow had left with a gloomy expression, slamming the door behind him without even looking back.

"He said he wanted some peace and quiet."

"Peace and quiet?" Yu Yuanzhen's brows furrowed. Wanted some peace and quiet?

Which woman from the pleasure houses was this?

He knew his second brother very well; he was a philanderer who changed women every few days.

Wasn't that niece of his, Liu Erlong, the very seed left behind from his philandering out in the world?

"Send someone to notify him to return to the sect immediately.

If his daughter has truly returned, let him go and acknowledge her himself."

Just then, a long, piercing alarm sounded across the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, sharp and shrill, making one's scalp tingle.

Everyone in the council hall changed color at the same time.

This was the alarm that only rang when someone invaded the sect.

"What is going on?"

Yu Bazhen stood up abruptly.

"Sect alarm! Someone is attacking the sect! The highest-level alarm!"

Rapid footsteps approached from afar as a mountain-guarding disciple stumbled in, his face full of terror.

"Sect Master! Elders! Something terrible has happened!

Someone... someone has forced their way in!"

Yu Yuanzhen stood up violently, the aura of a level 92 Title Douluo erupting into an arc of electricity across his body. "Who is it?"

"A—a woman! Dressed in black, twelve or thirteen years old!

All the outer sect disciples have been beaten to the ground by her!

She is forcing her way in! We cannot stop her at all!

The inner sect disciples can't stop her either; they've all been beaten down!"

Liu Erlong!

This name popped into everyone's mind simultaneously.

But they also felt it was impossible.

How could someone be the subject of their discussion one moment and then attack the sect the next?

They had to be joking.

This was too coincidental, so coincidental that it felt like a scripted play.

Moreover, the opponent was only a Six-Ring Soul Emperor.

Attacking the mountain gate of the Upper Three Sects?

Wasn't that just courting death?

No, the crowd suddenly remembered that the opponent was someone capable of brutally beating the twins of the Clear Sky Sect.

She had forcefully crushed a Seven-Ring Soul Sage and an Eight-Ring Soul Douluo, beating them until they had no power to fight back.

This made their brows furrow even tighter.

But they shook their heads again.

They hurriedly shook their heads again, dismissing the thought.

It was as if he were trying to shake some terrifying thought out of his head.

Regardless of the past, Liu Erlong's father was the Second Boss of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect; she had no reason to attack them, did she?

Even if the sect had refused to acknowledge her back then, it shouldn't have come to her storming the gates, right? It shouldn't, it really shouldn't.

Yu Yuanzhen strode toward the door: "Move!"

Behind him, the four great elders and ten other elders filed out one after another.

Lightning surged across their bodies, illuminating the entire corridor with its glow.

The moment they crossed the corridor, rushed down the steps, and arrived at the inner sect plaza—

Their footsteps came to a synchronized halt.

The inner sect plaza was littered with people lying in every direction.

There was also a small mountain.

The legitimate heirs of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul, the elite of the sect, which numbered no more than a hundred people—each one a carefully selected genius.

At this moment, they were piled up like a heap of trash.

Their heads were swollen like pig heads, and their bodies were covered in black and blue bruises.

The air was thick with an inescapable, pungent scent of blood.

At the far end of the plaza, at the very top of the steps, a young girl in a Black Dress stood waiting.

Her skirt hem snapped in the wind, her long black hair whipped behind her, and she stood with her arms crossed, looking down at them from on high.

The corners of her mouth were curled, and her eyes shone with a chilling intensity, like two golden flames burning within her pupils.

Standing there in the plaza of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, she felt like a massive mountain, pressing down on them until they could barely breathe.

Liu Erlong swept her gaze over them, the arc of her smile widening to reveal two small fangs: "Oh?

So you are the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect?

One of the three upper sects of the continent?

The number one beast martial soul under heaven?"

Her gaze swept from Yu Yuanzhen to Yu Guanzhen, and from Yu Guanzhen to Yu Bazhen.

She looked at them one by one, then curled her lips, flashing a smile that made everyone want to punch her.

"Too weak. What kind of trash is this 'three upper sects'?

What kind of trash is this 'number one assault-type martial soul under heaven'?"

As soon as the words left her lips—

"Insolent!"

Yu Bazhen was the first to erupt in fury, the aura of an 82nd-rank Soul Douluo exploding outward as lightning surged around him.

"Arrogant junior! Who do you think you are?

How dare you run wild in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect?!"

Angry roars rose one after another, lightning surged across the plaza, and the auras of Soul Douluos burst forth in succession, shaking the very bluestone slabs beneath their feet.

Yu Guanzhen did not speak, but his Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul had already manifested behind him.

A purple lightning dragon circled above the plaza, its roar deafening.

"Oh my, I'm so scared."

Liu Erlong grinned, revealing a set of white teeth, her gaze locked onto Yu Guanzhen, who had been the first to curse her.

"Old thing, you talk too much."

Following that, her figure flickered and vanished from where she stood.

The pupils of everyone present constricted.

Boom!

Puchi!