Urgent Bibi Dong, Humiliated Yu Luomian

Jiang Qingyu recounted the course of the battle.

Jiang Qingyu had used quite a few methods to defeat Yu Luomian.

As a veteran Soul Saint, Yu Luomian had indeed been difficult to deal with.

When the five heard that Jiang Qingyu had defeated Yu Luomian, they were all astonished by his strength.

An ordinary Soul Master who had just broken through to Soul Saint would not have been able to defeat Yu Luomian.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon was still the number one beast martial soul in the world.

"Good job, Qingyu. You've brought glory to Spirit Hall. You are bound to achieve great things in the future."

Qian Daoliu rarely showed a smile.

With such a genius, Spirit Hall's future looked bright.

"Big Brother, shouldn't my contribution be even greater? Without me, little Qingyu would never have come to Spirit Hall."

Guang Ling Douluo leaned forward, claiming the greatest credit.

"Get lost, get lost, get lost."

"Fifth Brother, weren't you just shamelessly tagging along?"

Qingluan Douluo answered first.

"That is still my contribution." Guang Ling Douluo gave a soft snort.

"Grandpa Guang Ling, mind your image." Jiang Qingyu smiled helplessly.

Guang Ling Douluo gave a light cough. "Since little Qingyu has said so."

"Qingyu, you still overlooked one thing. Don't forget, Yu Luomian agreed to call you father himself in the end!" Bibi Dong added.

She had specifically stepped in to fill in what had been omitted.

Qian Daoliu was briefly stunned before bursting into hearty laughter. "What a Yu Luomian. He has always been arrogant beyond measure, yet this time he has fallen flat on his face."

"That old bastard was simply too confident. He thought his Title Douluo status guaranteed victory, never expecting to kick an iron plate." Qian Daoliu shook his head with a smile, letting the matter pass.

At that moment, Bibi Dong stepped forward and took out the Six-Winged Purple Light Wings from her storage Soul Tool. Purple light flowed across it as its three pairs of thin wings trembled gently.

"Teacher, Honored Offerings, this is the External Soul Bone Qingyu obtained after killing the Purple-Winged Spider Emperor in the Star Dou Great Forest. He gave it to me."

The hall instantly fell silent. Qian Daoliu, Qingluan Douluo, Qian Xunji, and even Yue Guan and Ghost, who had just entered, all fixed their gazes on the Soul Bone in stunned silence.

"An External Soul Bone?" Qingluan Douluo took a step forward, surprise coloring his tone.

Qingluan Douluo knew full well that the chance of producing an External Soul Bone was less than one in ten thousand. Every piece was a priceless treasure that could drive Title Douluos mad with greed. It also possessed the potential to grow, with a limit far beyond that of an ordinary Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone.

Qian Xunji stood to one side, his heart already roiling with shock.

He just gave away an External Soul Bone? That was far too generous, wasn't it?

"Six-Winged Purple Light Wings, a speed-type External Soul Bone with immense growth potential." Qian Daoliu's smile faded as he said solemnly, "You just gave away such a treasure?"

He was somewhat puzzled. Looking at Jiang Qingyu, he wanted to know the reason.

External Soul Bones were exceedingly precious. Even he did not possess one, and neither did Tang Chen.

"I cultivate both fire and ice attributes. Speed is not my weak point, so keeping it would be useless." Jiang Qingyu's expression was calm and his tone indifferent. "Bibi Dong's martial soul is compatible with it. Giving it to her will allow it to deliver its greatest value."

All five were stunned. That was his entire explanation?

Qian Daoliu patted Jiang Qingyu's shoulder. "Good child, Spirit Hall will not treat you unfairly. When the Holy Son ceremony arrives, we will repay this favor. And the breakthroughs of Third Brother and Fifth Brother are also thanks to you. Spirit Hall will not forget."

Jiang Qingyu shook his head. "Grand Worshiper, you give me too much credit."

"Ah, child, why be so polite?"

Qian Xunji looked at Bibi Dong. "Dong'er, go back and absorb it properly. Do not let down Jiang Qingyu's heartfelt intentions. He treats you with such sincerity, so you must not disappoint him."

"That's right, Holy Maiden."

Yue Guan and Ghost repeatedly nodded in agreement.

Bibi Dong involuntarily tightened her grip on the Soul Bone in her hands. "Teacher, Honored Offerings, Elders, I understand."

Sob, sob, sob...

It's not that I don't sincerely care for Qingyu. He's just too hard to win over. I want to take some forceful measures, but Jiang Qingyu is powerful and highly perceptive, with two powerful figures protecting him. Unless Jiang Qingyu truly falls for me, how could I possibly have a chance of winning over such an outstanding man?

It hurts. It hurts so much!

The meat is right at my mouth, yet I can't eat it.

"Let us leave this matter here for now. Qingyu, go back and prepare. Tell me whatever you lack, and Spirit Hall will support you with everything it has."

Qian Daoliu decided to place Jiang Qingyu's cultivation at the highest priority.

"Thank you, Grandpa Qian." Jiang Qingyu nodded.

That single "Grandpa Qian" made Qian Daoliu beam with delight.

He had always wanted grandchildren but had never gotten his wish. For the second time, he turned his gaze toward Qian Xunji. "Xunji~"

That "Xunji" nearly made Qian Xunji wet himself. Meeting Qian Daoliu's gaze, he swallowed. "Father, you know I have my difficulties."

"What difficulties?"

"Get lost, get lost, get lost. Go away and stop bothering me."

Qian Daoliu was furious. What difficulties? They were clearly all excuses.

Qingluan Douluo and Guang Ling Douluo left the Worship Hall with Jiang Qingyu.

Qian Xunji left the Worship Hall with Bibi Dong, Yue Guan, and Ghost.

Qian Daoliu alone remained in the Worship Hall.

Looking once more at the Angel God, Qian Daoliu clenched his fists. "Spirit Hall is finally going to rise."

Meanwhile, at the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

In the clan's main hall, Yu Yuanzhen sat in the seat of honor, his body radiating the imposing aura of a Title Douluo.

"Luomian, you returned with the clan members. What happened? Why are your clothes torn up like this?" Yu Yuanzhen asked.

Yu Luomian was a veteran Soul Saint on the verge of breaking through to Soul Douluo. Now that he was the vice clan leader, who would dare touch him?

"Clan Leader, it is a long story. I encountered a young Soul Saint and was injured by him."

Yu Luomian felt utterly humiliated. If word got out that he had called the other man father, would people not laugh their teeth out?

But his skills had been inferior, so he could only accept his loss.

"A young Soul Saint?"

Yu Yuanzhen's expression shifted slightly.

There were not many Soul Saints capable of injuring Yu Luomian to this extent.

Yu Luomian recounted what had happened.

Naturally, since the story came from his own mouth, he omitted both his defeat and the matter of calling Jiang Qingyu father.

He changed the defeat into a draw.

Yu Yuanzhen frowned. "Such a thing happened? And he is a Soul Saint from Spirit Hall!"

"Clan Leader, I believe Spirit Hall will release news about him before long," Yu Luomian said.

Yu Yuanzhen's expression eased somewhat. "That is indeed likely. What are your thoughts about this person?"

"It would be best if we could recruit him. He has only recently joined Spirit Hall, so it would be best to tempt him with beauty."

Yu Luomian voiced his thoughts.

Since ancient times, even heroes had struggled to resist the charms of a beautiful woman.

Yu Yuanzhen had never seen Jiang Qingyu's appearance. Although he trusted Yu Luomian's judgment, there was no harm in trying.

After all, there would be nothing to lose.

"Very well. We will do that."

Yu Yuanzhen said, "I'll leave it to you, Luomian."

"Yes, Clan Leader."

Yu Luomian had already made up his mind. If he succeeded, it would be an extremely favorable condition for the clan Erlong belonged to.

"Then, Clan Leader, I will take my leave first."

"Go. I leave it entirely to you."