"Do you still want to make trouble for the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?"
Yu Luomian looked at this impulsive illegitimate daughter of his, and his body could not help swaying.
"You're only a Spirit Saint. What can you do to those Titled Douluo from Mending Heaven Pavilion who have 100,000-Year Spirit Rings?"
Liu Erlong stood where she was, her pearly teeth biting tightly into her lower lip.
If she had not been willing to use Blue Tyrant Academy in exchange back then, none of this would have happened.
For a moment, the three of them said nothing, and the atmosphere in the room turned heavy.
"Erlong, hand over that pill that can raise Innate Soul Power, then leave."
After a long while, Yu Luomian sighed and broke the silence in the room.
"No matter how you look at it, this matter began because of you. From now on, don't appear within the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's sight again."
Liu Erlong's face instantly turned pale.
"Father, that pill is meant for Xiaogang to break through level 30."
"Bullshit!"
The anger Yu Luomian had been forcefully suppressing suddenly erupted.
He shot to his feet, completely ignoring his own injuries, pointed at Yu Xiaogang's nose, and cursed.
"A pill like that, for a piece of trash like him whose Innate Soul Power is only half a level? Is he worthy?"
"Even if this trash's soul power breaks through level 30, what good would it do our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?"
"He's almost sixty, yet his Soul Power Level is about to be surpassed by two nephews who aren't even fifteen."
"He spends all day researching Martial Soul Theory, but I've never seen it help his own cultivation at all."
At this point, Yu Luomian simply let himself go completely.
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