Qingluan Must Call Me Third Brother

After everything was settled, Jiang Qingyu thanked Di Tian.

"No need to thank me. Just treat Aunt Ice and Aunt Fire well."

Di Tian asked for no gratitude. Taking good care of Aunt Ice and Aunt Fire was the greatest repayment he could receive.

"Rest assured, Senior. I'll take good care of them."

Jiang Qingyu answered very calmly.

The Ice Dragon King and Fire Dragon King both felt their hearts skip a beat. Why did that sentence sound wrong in every possible way?

"Fire Dragon King, Qingyu wouldn't do anything bad, would he?"

As the Ice Dragon King spoke, she looked toward the Fire Dragon King, only for the latter to glare at her directly.

"Do anything bad? If he really does, you'll have to endure it—and cooperate properly!"

This idiot was only starting to worry now. What had she been doing earlier?

She had been spoiled in the Divine Realm.

"I was just mentioning it. Besides, I'm rather curious what bad things Qingyu could do."

The Ice Dragon King was indeed curious. What could someone so devoted to cultivation possibly do?

He couldn't possibly squat down with both legs, make peace signs with both hands beside his head, and roll his eyes...

No, no. The image was too beautiful. She did not dare imagine it.

A rare flush appeared on the Ice Dragon King's cheeks.

The Fire Dragon King rolled her eyes at her. She knew the Ice Dragon King would not be thinking of anything decent.

Di Tian stepped before the Ice Dragon King and Fire Dragon King. "Actually, aside from me, there are some things the two of you need to know."

Di Tian told them several things.

The Golden Dragon King and Silver Dragon King, who had split from the Dragon God—the Golden Dragon King was now imprisoned in the Divine Realm, while the Silver Dragon King was recuperating in slumber.

After waiting tens of thousands of years, they had finally found an opportunity to strike back. Di Tian had finally glimpsed the light of hope.

Upon learning this, the Ice Dragon King and Fire Dragon King fell silent.

"If that's the case, we'll discuss it later."

For now, the Fire Dragon King and Ice Dragon King could do nothing.

Everything could only be faced by looking forward.

Of course, whether they could play a major role in the future would depend on Jiang Qingyu.

After settling everything, the Ice Dragon King and Fire Dragon King bade Di Tian farewell and returned to Jiang Qingyu's sea of consciousness.

"Little Qingyu, let's head back too. Everything's been resolved."

Guang Ling Douluo saw that the matter had been settled.

"Let's go." Jiang Qingyu nodded. With everything resolved, the three of them departed.

Di Tian watched the three figures disappear into the distance, then turned and gave Red King beside him a grave order.

"Keep a close watch on the Three-Eyed Golden Lion. Do not allow it to leave the core region on its own again. There must not be a second occurrence of what happened today."

Red King lowered his head to accept the order. The Three-Eyed Golden Lion lying on the ground immediately drooped its head, feeling as though its freedom had been completely taken away. It was full of grievance but did not dare argue.

The carriage wheels crushed dead branches and fallen leaves. The three had already boarded the carriage and were slowly leaving the Star Dou Great Forest. Inside, Guang Ling Douluo lifted the curtain as he continued muttering.

"An eight-hundred-and-ninety-thousand-year Beast God... Even thinking about it now gives me chills. But you, kid, struck it rich—an external soul bone and his techniques. One trip is worth decades of bitter cultivation for others."

Jiang Qingyu leaned against the carriage wall, his fingers curling slightly. The sharp edge of the Darkgolden Terror Claw flashed between his fingers. He was quietly digesting the mysteries of the Dragon God's Claw, and there were faint signs that the blazing heat of ultimate fire was merging with the claw's sharp force.

Bibi Dong sat opposite him with her eyes closed, regulating her breath as she carefully familiarized herself with the method of using her sixth soul skill, Vampiric Spider Sting.

Guang Ling muttered a few more words, then saw that both were concentrating and stopped talking. His expression turned serious.

"After returning to Spirit Hall, it'll be enough to let the Consecration Hall know about certain matters. There's no need to tell anyone else. Your other six grandfathers are extremely protective. If they had daughters, I reckon they'd all want to marry them off to you after learning of this opportunity."

Jiang Qingyu nodded in agreement, but did not respond to Guang Ling's words.

Guang Ling Douluo: Damn it, Little Qingyu didn't answer a single word. That makes me look so embarrassing!

As soon as those words fell, the carriage wheels rolled over a piece of gravel, and the carriage suddenly jolted.

Bibi Dong tilted slightly, and Jiang Qingyu reached out to steady her by the wrist.

"Thank you." Bibi Dong withdrew her hand, her fingertips pausing slightly.

Jiang Qingyu withdrew his hand and closed his eyes to concentrate once more.

The carriage traveled north toward Spirit City. The carriage gradually fell quiet, leaving only the soft sound of the wheels rolling.

Jiang Qingyu's consciousness sank into his sea of consciousness, where the Ice Dragon King and Fire Dragon King were lying dormant as they regulated their breaths.

After several days of long travel, they finally returned to Spirit Hall.

"Your Highness the Saintess, go back to the Papal Palace and have a good talk with your teacher. I'm taking Little Qingyu back to the Consecration Hall."

Guang Ling Douluo took Jiang Qingyu by the hand and returned to the Consecration Hall first.

He was definitely going to brag about this properly.

Bibi Dong headed to the Papal Palace.

When they arrived before the Consecration Hall, its doors were tightly shut. The guards on either side answered respectfully.

"Fifth Consecrator, the Grand Consecrator is comprehending something at the moment and cannot be disturbed."

Guang Ling Douluo froze for a moment, but did not care in the slightest.

"It's fine. I'll go in myself."

Guang Ling Douluo raised his foot and kicked open the doors of the Consecration Hall, making the two guards shudder in fright.

Fifth Consecrator, you're being way too arrogant.

The hall doors were kicked open. Qian Daoliu, who had been meditating on his insights, opened his eyes and frowned slightly. When he saw Guang Ling Douluo, he was just about to reprimand him.

Guang Ling Douluo spoke first.

"Big Brother, don't be in such a hurry. Take a look at Little Qingyu's condition first."

After Guang Ling Douluo spoke, Qian Daoliu's gaze fell upon the cool and aloof Jiang Qingyu.

His whole body trembled. "A Soul Sage! You broke through after going out."

He had been a Soul Emperor when they first met, yet less than half a month later, he was already a Soul Sage.

Such a leap was enormous.

"Of course! Big Brother, why don't you take a look at my aura too?"

Guang Ling Douluo released the aura of a Rank 97 Titled Douluo.

Qian Daoliu's body shook, his eyes filled with astonishment.

"Rank 97? Old Fifth, you're incredible."

Guang Ling Douluo chuckled and puffed out his chest.

"Big Brother, now that I'm also a Rank 97 Titled Douluo, can I be promoted to Third Consecrator? Kick that fellow Qingluan down and make him call me Third Brother."

Jiang Qingyu covered his face as he listened, silently grumbling, Grandpa Guang Ling, you really dare to dream.

Qian Daoliu glanced at him as though he were an idiot.

"Are you stupid? The ranking of the Consecrators does not depend solely on soul power. It also depends on seniority and the authority one holds. You just broke through and already want to surpass Qingluan?"

Guang Ling's face fell as he muttered unhappily.

"Why not? Sooner or later, I'll surpass him."

Qian Daoliu ignored him. His divine sense swept over Jiang Qingyu, and his expression abruptly froze.

"Ultimate fire? Qingyu, did you absorb a soul bone as well?"

Jiang Qingyu nodded in reply.

Guang Ling immediately perked up. Picking only what could be told, he bragged about the opportunity in the Star Dou Great Forest, deliberately concealing the details of Di Tian and the Ice Dragon King and Fire Dragon King.

Qian Daoliu remained silent for a long time after hearing it. Only after a while did he say solemnly.

"Such fortune is truly rare. Qingyu, you may make use of the cultivation methods and resources of the Consecration Hall as you please. Be sure to build a solid foundation. Do not rush."

"This junior understands." Jiang Qingyu bowed in acknowledgment.

"Enough. Take him down and get him settled. You should also hurry and stabilize your realm. Stop obsessing over rankings all day." Qian Daoliu waved his hand, then added, "Mention becoming Third Consecrator again, and I'll punish you with half a year of closed-door cultivation."

Guang Ling shrank his neck and hurriedly pulled Jiang Qingyu outside.

After leaving the hall, he still muttered softly.

"Once my realm is stable, I'll surpass Qingluan sooner or later."

Jiang Qingyu shook his head helplessly and followed him toward the rear courtyard of the Consecration Hall.