Whether I Can Do It Is My Business

Yu Luomian's gaze was locked firmly onto Mo Li.

There, one yellow and one purple spirit ring were rhythmically pulsing around Mo Li, stubbornly resisting the pressure of his spirit power.

Yu Luomian's hands, which had been behind his back, had clenched into fists at some point.

Liu Erlong, standing closest to Mo Li, sensed the surge in spirit power. Her beautiful eyes filled with fury; she stepped forward, unleashing her own spirit power to shatter Yu Luomian's pressure.

She glared at Yu Luomian, her tone icy, "Are you finished yet?"

Yu Luomian frowned slightly, but he made no move to retort.

Mo Li felt his body lighten as the pressure around him dissipated. He gasped for air, his chest heaving violently. Liu Erlong quickly placed a hand on Mo Li's back, channeling her spirit power to help him steady his breathing, while shooting another fierce glare at Yu Luomian.

Yu Luomian ignored Liu Erlong's murderous gaze, keeping his eyes fixed on the two spirit rings that were gradually fading from Mo Li's body.

Especially that eye-catching purple spirit ring.

None of the three spoke, and with Liu Erlong's help, Mo Li quickly recovered.

Although the previous pressure had been intense, it hadn't reached his limit, though his spirit rings had been exposed prematurely—not that it was a major issue.

"How did you do it?"

As soon as the words left his lips, Yu Luomian saw Liu Erlong and Mo Li both looking at him with strange expressions.

Liu Erlong had no intention of responding, merely watching him coldly, while Mo Li offered a faint smile and said, "No comment."

Yu Luomian's expression darkened, but he soon realized that his question had been far too abrupt.

Judging by Liu Erlong's expression, it was clear she was in the know but had no intention of answering him; it was Mo Li's retort that had brought him to his senses.

Thinking this, Yu Luomian reined in his emotions and looked at the youth before him with newfound seriousness.

The boy had handsome features and a calm demeanor, his eyes meeting his own without a hint of avoidance. In Mo Li's gaze, he saw no trace of fear.

It was as if he, the second-in-command of one of the continent's Upper Three Sects, was of no consequence in the boy's eyes.

Yu Luomian glanced at their clasped hands and frowned imperceptibly, though he quickly looked away.

A Great Spirit Master under the age of ten, with a second spirit ring that was even at the thousand-year level.

Even as the second-in-command of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, having seen his fair share of geniuses, he had to admit from the bottom of his heart that Mo Li's talent was truly shocking.

Seeing Yu Luomian staring at him in silence for a long time, Mo Li asked, "Are you done testing me? Are you satisfied with the result?"

Yu Luomian glanced at him and said indifferently, "You are quite impressive, but let me tell you, my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect is one of the continent's Upper Three Sects; we are not as pathetic as you imagine."

Though he was deeply surprised by Mo Li's talent, Yu Luomian remained relentless, "I won't hide it from you: the Sect Master you keep claiming you will defeat is my own elder brother. Over a decade ago, he already broke through to level ninety-five. He is one of the few true powerhouses on this continent today."

"And you, a mere wet-behind-the-ears brat—I find your ignorance truly boundless, daring to insult my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect."

Yu Luomian wasn't saying this to boast, but to force Mo Li to face reality. After all, his previous words had been far too arrogant, even disparaging the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect in the process.

As someone who took immense pride in his clan, he would not swallow such an insult, dismissing Mo Li's words as the reckless bravado of youth.

"Whether I can do it or not is my business. You only need to do what you must once I have defeated your Sect Master."

Yu Luomian's face darkened again. He had thought his previous words would at least bring this ignorant brat to his senses.

He hadn't expected the boy to double down and speak to him with such a tone.

Holding a high position within the clan, he was rarely provoked so brazenly, and even with his composure, he felt a flicker of anger.

Just as he was about to lash out, he saw Liu Erlong glaring at him with icy eyes. Yu Luomian's eye twitched. He looked back at Mo Li, whose expression was equally cold, his gaze firm enough to be moving.

After a long silence, Yu Luomian said in a low voice, "If you can defeat the Sect Master, then never mind me—you can do whatever you wish within the clan."

With that, he looked at the two of them once more, his eyes filled with an indescribable complexity.

"Fine." Mo Li smiled faintly.

Mo Li had been willing to engage in this test and conversation with Yu Luomian not just for Liu Erlong's sake, but to gauge his attitude and that of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

It seemed that as long as Yu Yuanzhen remained Sect Master, suppressing Yu Luomian's faction, Sister Erlong's goals would not be easily achieved.

If Yu Luomian truly didn't care about Liu Erlong, he wouldn't have bothered to come here and bicker with her.

Furthermore, for the academy to be established in the prime location of Heaven Dou City, Yu Luomian had surely contributed significantly behind the scenes.

This was also Mo Li testing Yu Luomian.

However, given the strained relationship between Liu Erlong and Yu Luomian, he found it difficult to intervene.

He didn't need a reminder of Yu Yuanzhen's strength; Mo Li was well aware that a level ninety-five Super Douluo was indeed one of the most formidable existences on the continent, but that didn't mean he was invincible.

As long as he was given enough time, he would eventually achieve his goal.

While Mo Li was lost in thought, Liu Erlong continued to glare at Yu Luomian, clearly unwelcome of his presence. "Are you still not leaving?"

Liu Erlong issued the eviction order without mercy.

Yu Luomian knew he wasn't well-received by Liu Erlong and had no desire to linger, lest they end up in another argument.

He took one last look at Mo Li and said in a deep voice, "Remember your words. I hope you aren't just all talk."

"At the next Mountain Gathering, you and Erlong can come to the sect to take a look. See for yourself the true foundation of my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect."

"Did I say I was going?" Liu Erlong snapped.

"I will go."

Mo Li pulled Liu Erlong along and offered Yu Luomian a calm smile.

Yu Luomian let out a cold snort. As he turned away, a complex look flickered in his eyes, yet his stride never faltered as he strode out of the forest.

Only after walking clear of Blue Tyrant Academy did Yu Luomian's pace gradually slow. His brows knit together involuntarily; he seemed to have just realized something.

He still did not know what Mo Li's martial soul was.

During their earlier probing, his attention had been entirely captured by that thousand-year second soul ring, and he had subconsciously assumed Mo Li had already reached his limit, leading him to withdraw his soul power.

Could this junior still be holding back?

The corner of Yu Luomian's eye twitched. He couldn't help but look back, casting a deep gaze toward the general direction of Mo Li and Liu Erlong, before turning once more to stride away.