The Furious Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan Elders

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's council hall.

People filled both sides of the long mahogany conference table.

Clan Leader Yu Yuanzhen sat upright at the head of the table, with the four elders seated in order.

The First Elder, Yu Guanzhen; the Enforcement Elder, Yu Zongzhen; the Second Elder, Yu Tianqi; and the Third Elder, Yu Bazhen.

Ten other members of the clan's leadership sat along the sides.

Yu Luomian's seat was empty. He was still tracking his daughter's whereabouts on the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest.

He had no idea that Liu Erlong and her group had changed course halfway and were heading straight for his own doorstep.

Yu Yuanzhen pushed the intelligence report to the center of the table. "Take a look."

Compared with the Spirit Hall, whose branch halls were spread throughout the Heaven Dou Empire,

and the fabulously wealthy Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect,

the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's intelligence network was relatively weak.

This report had taken several days to reach them.

The report passed from hand to hand. A deathly silence settled over the council hall.

"A Six-Ring Soul Emperor beating up a Soul Sage and a Soul Douluo? What kind of fighting strength is that? Is this a joke?"

"And she beat up the Clear Sky Twins. That brat Tang Hao became a Soul Sage at thirty. Fighting above his rank was as easy for him as eating and drinking, and Tang Xiao was even more levelheaded."

Yu Guanzhen spoke first, his brows knitted tightly.

Yu Tianqi stared at the words "Fourth Ring: Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring," his heart in turmoil.

"Only a Soul King can barely withstand the Soul Shock of a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring. That's been an ironclad rule for thousands of years.

"How did she manage to absorb a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring as a Soul Ancestor?"

Yu Zongzhen said in a low voice, "When she was a Soul Ancestor, her physical strength and mental fortitude far exceeded those of Soul Masters at the same level. They were at least on par with a Soul King."

Yu Bazhen chimed in, his voice deep and rumbling. "Absurd!

"And that Four-Ring Soul Ancestor—she led Tang Hao around by the nose like a dog. He couldn't even touch the hem of her clothes!"

Yu Yuanzhen was silent for a few seconds, then slowly spoke. "The Clear Sky Twins aren't ordinary Soul Sages and Soul Douluo.

"If they were crushed, then her fighting strength can't be measured by ordinary standards.

"This isn't just monstrous talent. She's a monster."

"There must be some tremendous opportunities behind her."

Yu Tianqi's eyes gleamed. "If those opportunities could be used by our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan..."

"We have to win her over!"

Yu Guanzhen abruptly raised his head. "We can't let a monster like her fall into the hands of the Spirit Hall! Or the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"

Everyone nodded.

Yu Yuanzhen said nothing. His gaze fell on the first line of the report, and his eyes slowly narrowed.

Liu Erlong—why did that name sound familiar?

"Wait."

Yu Zongzhen suddenly spoke, tapping the three characters "Liu Erlong" with his finger. "Liu Erlong... Wasn't Yu Luomian's illegitimate daughter called Erlong?"

The entire hall fell abruptly silent.

Everyone's gaze snapped to Yu Yuanzhen.

Yu Yuanzhen's brows drew together.

Yu Luomian's illegitimate daughter had taken her mother's surname, Liu, and was called Liu Erlong.

Back then, her Martial Soul Awakening had resulted in a mutation into a Fire Dragon, not a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon. The clan had considered her impure-blooded, and neither she nor her mother had even been added to the clan genealogy.

"Impossible."

Yu Tianqi shook his head. "Yu Luomian's daughter had a Martial Soul Mutation into a Fire Dragon, not a Golden Dragon.

"There's a hundred and eight thousand miles between a Fire Dragon and a Golden Dragon."

"Perhaps it underwent a second mutation."

Yu Yuanzhen slowly suggested a possibility with exceedingly low odds.

"That would still be too much of a coincidence," Yu Zongzhen said gravely. "The name fits, the age fits, and even her Martial Soul belongs to the dragon type. It really could be her."

Silence fell over the council hall once more.

If this Liu Erlong really was Yu Luomian's illegitimate daughter—

an impure-blooded girl the clan had shut out,

who had now become powerful enough to crush the Clear Sky Twins—

where would that leave the old men who had opposed admitting an illegitimate daughter into the clan all those years ago?

Yu Yuanzhen lightly tapped the armrest twice with his fingers.

"Whether she's Second Brother's daughter or not, we must win over a monster like her.

"If she really is Second Brother's daughter, then we have all the more reason to win her over.

"Blood is easier to reason with than outsiders."

No one spoke.

Yu Guanzhen's brows were tightly furrowed. He looked like he wanted to say something, but in the end he held his tongue.

利益 was the root of everything.

They had been the ones to oppose admitting an illegitimate daughter into the clan back then.

But if that illegitimate daughter had become this powerful, then the old rules had to change.

Yu Yuanzhen acted decisively and slammed his palm on the table, making the teacups jump. "Where is Second Brother now?"

The elders exchanged glances.

The last time Yu Luomian had spoken with them, he had snapped back at them, arguing until his face was red and his neck bulged.

In the end, he had stormed out with a dark expression, not even looking back.

"He said he wanted some peace and quiet."

"Peace and quiet?" Yu Yuanzhen frowned. He wanted some peace and quiet?

Which beauty from some pleasure house was that, then?

He knew his own younger brother well. Yu Luomian was a womanizer, changing women every few days.

Wasn't his niece, Liu Erlong, the result of one of his affairs outside the clan?

"Send someone to inform him. He's to return to the clan at once.

"If his daughter really has come back, he can go recognize her himself."

Just then,

a long, piercing alarm blared across the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, sharp enough to make everyone's scalp tingle.

Everyone in the council hall changed expression at once.

That alarm only sounded when someone invaded the clan.

"What's going on?"

Yu Bazhen shot to his feet.

"The clan alarm! Someone's attacking the clan! It's the highest-level alarm!"

Hurried footsteps approached. A mountain-guard disciple stumbled into the hall, his face filled with terror.

"Clan Leader! Elders! Something terrible has happened!

"Someone... someone's forced their way in!"

Yu Yuanzhen sprang to his feet. The aura of his ninety-second-level Titled Douluo rank burst from his body, arcs of lightning crackling around him. "Who?"

"A-a woman! She's wearing black, and she looks twelve or thirteen!

"She beat down all the outer disciples!

"She's forcing her way in! We can't stop her!

"The inner disciples couldn't stop her either. She beat them all down!"

Liu Erlong!

The name flashed through everyone's minds at once.

But it still seemed impossible.

How could someone they'd just been discussing show up at the clan gates right afterward?

What a joke.

It was far too much of a coincidence, as if it had been written into a script.

Besides, she was only a Six-Ring Soul Emperor.

Attacking the gates of one of the Upper Three Sects?

Wasn't that just asking for death?

No, the crowd suddenly remembered that she was the one who had beaten up the Clear Sky Sect's twins.

She had crushed a Seven-Ring Soul Sage and an Eight-Ring Soul Douluo, leaving them unable to fight back.

Their brows knitted even tighter.

But then they shook their heads.

They hurriedly shook them again, rejecting the thought,

as if trying to fling something terrifying from their minds.

Whatever the case, Liu Erlong's father was the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's Second Boss. Why would she attack the clan?

Even if the clan hadn't acknowledged her back then, surely she wouldn't go so far as to storm its gates? Surely not. Really, surely not.

Yu Yuanzhen strode toward the door. "Let's go!"

Behind him, the four elders and the other ten senior members filed out,

lightning surging around their bodies and illuminating the entire corridor.

They raced through the corridor and down the stairs. The moment they reached the inner courtyard square—

their footsteps halted in unison.

Bodies lay scattered across the inner courtyard square in every direction.

There was even a small mountain of them.

The orthodox heirs of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul,

the clan's elite, numbering no more than a hundred, all carefully chosen geniuses—

now lay piled up like trash.

Their heads were swollen like pig's heads, their bodies covered in purple bruises.

The air reeked of blood, thick enough to choke on.

At the far end of the square, atop the highest flight of steps, stood a girl in a black dress.

Her skirt snapped in the wind, and her long black hair streamed behind her. With her arms folded across her chest, she looked down at them from above.

The corners of her mouth curled upward, and her eyes gleamed eerily, as if two golden flames were burning in her pupils.

She stood in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's square, yet she seemed like a mountain, pressing down on everyone until they could barely breathe.

Liu Erlong swept her gaze over them. The curve of her lips widened, revealing two small canine teeth. "Oh?

"So you're the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?

"One of the three great sects on the continent?

"The greatest Beast Martial Soul under heaven?"

Her gaze traveled from Yu Yuanzhen to Yu Guanzhen, then from Yu Guanzhen to Yu Bazhen.

She looked them over one by one, then curled her lips,

revealing a smile that made everyone want to punch her.

"Pathetic. What kind of trash sect is this?

"What kind of trash is this so-called greatest Power Attack System Martial Soul under heaven?"

The moment her words fell—

"Impudent!"

Yu Bazhen was the first to erupt in fury. The aura of his eighty-second-level Soul Douluo rank burst forth, lightning surging around him.

"Brat, you're out of your mind! Who do you think you are?

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

Shouts rang out one after another as lightning surged across the square.

The auras of the Soul Douluo burst forth in succession, making even the bluestone slabs tremble.

Yu Guanzhen said nothing, but his Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul had already appeared behind him.

A purple thunder dragon circled above the square, its roar deafening.

"Oh, dear. I'm so scared."

Liu Erlong bared her teeth in a wide grin, her gaze locking onto Yu Guanzhen, the first to curse at her.

"You old geezer, you talk too much."

In the next instant, she flashed out of sight.

Everyone present watched, pupils constricting.

Boom!

Pfft!