Jade Phosphor Divine Dragon! Dugu Yan's Martial Soul Evolves for the First Time!

"Oh? What happened with the Blacksmith Association now?"

Song Ye was startled when he heard this, wondering what good news his mother had brought him now that she had just arrived.

Bibi Dong had only said this after thinking about it for a long time.

Previously, she had been having Spirit Hall recruit the Blacksmith Association, intending to hand it directly over to Song Ye.

But an accident had offended Lou Gao, and the Blacksmith Association had grown even more distant.

When she later sent Yue Guan to apologize, it only backfired, and Lou Gao completely severed contact with Spirit Hall.

Bibi Dong had been worried and at a loss these past two days.

Yet upon seeing how capable her son was at winning people over, Bibi Dong immediately realized something.

Since the Blacksmith Association had offended Spirit Hall, why not simply use Spirit Hall to pressure them and make them a stepping stone for Song Ye?

Perhaps it might even help turn the Blacksmith Association into her son's direct subordinate!

Bibi Dong quickly told him about Spirit Hall's attempt to recruit the Blacksmith Association.

After hearing everything, Song Ye was equally astonished.

"Mother, you mean Spirit Hall originally wanted to recruit the Blacksmith Association too, but it had the opposite effect?"

"Now Spirit Hall and the Blacksmith Association have fallen out instead?"

Bibi Dong nodded. "That's right."

"The Blacksmith Association is probably in a difficult position now. They have no backing, yet they have offended Spirit Hall."

"If you take advantage of this, recruit them with your weapons and strength, and declare that you will oppose Spirit Hall in the future..."

"Wouldn't winning over the Blacksmith Association be easy?"

Song Ye nodded unconsciously upon hearing that. "That makes sense."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, already forming a plan.

"Alright, Mother. The Blacksmith Association will be my next target!"

"However, we can't go too early..."

"Why?" Bibi Dong asked.

Song Ye explained, "The Blacksmith Association has only just rejected Spirit Hall. Their situation isn't too bad yet."

"If we go now, Spirit Hall's pressure won't be obvious. Why would the Blacksmith Association willingly submit to someone else?"

"But if we wait, Spirit Hall will certainly squeeze the Blacksmith Association. Then I can strike while the iron is hot..."

"As the saying goes, it is easy to add flowers to brocade, but hard to send charcoal in the snow. That is precisely the reason!"

After hearing him out, Bibi Dong was secretly shocked as well.

"Ye'er, it would be such a waste if you didn't become emperor!"

"With such schemes and planning, who would believe you are only nine years old if they did not know?"

"Mother will listen to you. But next time, you must bring Mother along with you!"

"Alright, Mother."

Song Ye smiled and fully ushered Bibi Dong into the room.

After hearing this exchange, Dugu Bo stroked his beard nearby, growing more astonished by the moment.

This child's strategic ability was far greater than that of an old man like him.

As expected of a future emperor, he was a natural master of political maneuvering.

Dugu Bo sighed inwardly.

It seems Yan Yan might not necessarily be worthy of this boy...

I hope Yan Yan works harder!

He looked toward Dugu Yan.

Yet he discovered that Dugu Yan was equally dumbfounded. Listening to Song Ye analyze those matters, she had become completely engrossed.

However, after noticing Dugu Bo's gaze, Dugu Yan quickly came back to her senses and once again pretended not to care.

Yet inwardly, Dugu Yan felt even greater admiration.

After following him for this period of time, she had gradually begun to understand why her grandfather wanted to follow this person.

This child was truly no ordinary thinker.

She just did not know how his strength and cultivation talent measured up.

Song Ye prepared breakfast, and the group ate warmly together as Bibi Dong displayed all the tenderness of a mother.

After breakfast, Song Ye called Dugu Bo and Dugu Yan before him.

"Miss Dugu, I said before that for Senior Dugu's sake, I would give you an Immortal Herb."

As he spoke, Song Ye took out something resembling a muskmelon from the Ruyi Hundred Treasure Pouch.

He introduced it, "This is the Earth Dragon Golden Melon. It naturally contains a thread of Dragon Qi."

"If you consume it, you may have a chance to transform from a snake into a dragon and achieve Martial Soul Evolution!"

"Huh? Y-you're really giving it to me?"

Dugu Yan was also stunned as she stared at the Earth Dragon Golden Melon before her in disbelief.

She had been envious when she watched Bai Chenxiang consume the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower. She never expected that she would truly receive one herself.

The Earth Dragon Golden Melon—just hearing its name told her it would benefit her.

Dugu Yan swallowed, her eyes filled with desire.

Song Ye chuckled and handed it to her. "Hurry and absorb it."

"Your grandfather is one of my people, and from now on, you are one of us too. I am never stingy when it comes to nurturing my own people."

"If you can grow stronger, becoming a Title Douluo in the future will not be difficult!"

"This..."

Dugu Yan fell silent for two seconds. Of course, she could see that he was trying to recruit her.

But the Earth Dragon Golden Melon was too tempting. She simply could not resist it.

In the end, Dugu Yan accepted it, took the Immortal Herb into her hands, and consumed it.

Bibi Dong watched from the side without any greed.

She knew the effects of Immortal Herbs. The Primordial Immortal Herb she had consumed some time ago had already compressed her Soul Power to its limit.

Over the past two days, Bibi Dong's Soul Power Level had recovered to level 97.

With that compressed Soul Power, Bibi Dong was even confident that, under the suppression of the Rakshasa God inheritance, her strength could return to the peak of level 99!

This showed just how miraculous Immortal Herbs were, and Bibi Dong even wanted to consume a few more.

But she knew that even if Song Ye could produce Immortal Herbs, it took a very long time, so there was no need to rush. There would be time in the future.

The group simply watched Dugu Yan consume the Earth Dragon Golden Melon.

About two hours later, Dugu Yan had finished absorbing it, and the Dragon Qi within the Immortal Herb had completely fused into her body.

The instant Dugu Yan opened her eyes—

Boom!

An uncontrollable surge of Dragon Qi erupted throughout the entire house.

Dugu Yan was ecstatic and immediately summoned her Martial Soul. Three Soul Rings—yellow, yellow, and purple—appeared.

Most notably, a dark green dragon-shaped Martial Soul with dragon horns appeared behind her.

Dugu Yan exclaimed in delight, "This is incredible!"

"Grandfather, Song Ye, my Martial Soul really has evolved! It now possesses a dragon bloodline!"

"My Martial Soul has now become the Jade Phosphor Divine Dragon! Although it is not yet a true pure-blooded dragon, it is already far stronger than the Jade Phosphor Serpent, or even the Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor!"

Unable to contain her joy, Dugu Yan even shared the news with Song Ye at that moment.

Song Ye merely smiled when he heard it, as if he had expected it all along.

But when Dugu Bo heard that and saw the venomous dragon behind his granddaughter, he too could no longer contain his emotions.

"Hahaha!"

"Wonderful! This is wonderful! From this day onward, my Dugu Clan will truly be a Soul Master clan with a dragon bloodline!"

"If she can unite with the young master in the future and obtain a trace of his Imperial Qi, wouldn't that take us even further?"

"Hahahaha! Splendid, splendid! My Dugu Clan shall rise!!"

Dugu Yan laughed and danced with joy, displaying none of an elder generation's composure.

Especially when he mentioned uniting with Song Ye, Dugu Yan's face immediately flushed red.

"Grandfather, what are you saying? I don't want to be with him~"

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong coldly said from the side,

"My Ye'er was born of imperial blood. Old poison, you are dreaming far too well."

"Even if your granddaughter joins us, at most she can be a consort!"

The moment those words came out, Song Ye broke into a cold sweat.

He was only nine years old—why did all these elders love making marriage jokes about children so much...