Two Dragons Quarrel, Yu Xiaogang Limped Along

Such precious gifts left the five at a loss.

"Just accept them. Didn't Grandpa Qian say before that we'd all be family from now on?"

Jiang Qingyu's cool words somehow made Qian Daoliu and the others feel as though a spring breeze had washed over them.

Qian Daoliu looked at the immortal herb in his hand, then at the other four, his gaze firm. "Accept them. Don't dawdle like women. Qingyu is right—we'll all be family from now on. If we grow stronger, we'll be able to help Qingyu in the future."

With that said, the others nodded and stopped refusing, accepting the gifts one after another.

"Before the Holy Son's ceremony begins, we should absorb them as soon as possible. If Tang Chen dares to cause trouble then, we won't have anything to fear."

Qian Daoliu decided to begin absorbing it immediately.

The other four nodded.

Next, Guang Ling Douluo and Qingluan Douluo stayed behind to stand guard, helping the five consecrators absorb the herbs perfectly.

Jiang Qingyu left the Consecration Hall and arrived at the rear garden, where he examined the gifts he had received.

The Ice Dragon King and Fire Dragon King appeared.

The Fire Dragon King glanced at the soul bones. "These soul bones aren't suitable for you. You can keep them and give them to others later. When you head to the Divine Realm in the future, you'll need more powerful soul bones. At the very least, they must be hundred-thousand-year soul bones."

Naturally, Jiang Qingyu had no intention of absorbing them. Their attributes did not suit him either, but they were gifts from his consecrator grandfathers, and he certainly would not refuse them.

In this era, where soul bones were scarce, ten-thousand-year soul bones were already precious enough. For them to produce these soul bones meant they had given everything they had.

"I know, but to them, these are already the best." Jiang Qingyu placed everything into his storage soul tool for future use.

"Your grandfathers are all among the strongest people in the world. Why are soul bones so scarce for them?"

The Ice Dragon King could not understand.

"You wouldn't understand. They're already Title Douluos, and they almost never hunt soul beasts unless there's something important they must do. Spirit Hall has also issued rules prohibiting the indiscriminate slaughter of soul beasts.

"If they went to the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt soul beasts, they would certainly obtain soul bones. But soul beasts would only become even scarcer. By then, the ferocious beasts wouldn't merely be enemies of those in the heavens—they would also be enemies of those on the ground."

This was precisely the situation on Douluo Continent twenty thousand years later. Soul beasts became fewer and fewer, hunted down and turned into soul spirits. During the era of The Unrivaled Tang Sect, the Spirit Pagoda founded by Huo Yuhao had originally been meant to lessen the conflict between humans and soul beasts.

Its beginning had been good, but once he ascended to the Divine Realm, he simply washed his hands of it, which instead intensified the conflict. By the era of The Legend of the Dragon King, it had become a tool of the Qian Gu Clan.

"I see. It seems I misunderstood." The Ice Dragon King spoke.

The Fire Dragon King said, "Qingyu is right. If things were truly like that, the Silver Dragon King would likely have awakened long ago. Do you think humanity could withstand her?"

"I don't think about so many things." The Ice Dragon King gave a light snort.

The Fire Dragon King sighed helplessly. "Yes, only you could turn a contract into a master-servant contract."

The Ice Dragon King retorted, "That was an accident, understand?"

The two kept bickering, and Jiang Qingyu felt his head was about to explode. He quickly ordered them both to shut up.

The two immediately fell silent.

"Let this matter go."

"If you argue again, I'll lock you in the Sea of Spirit for the rest of your lives!"

The Ice Dragon King and Fire Dragon King both froze, looking at each other as though each blamed the other.

Time passed in the blink of an eye, and soon the day arrived when the major factions would gather.

Spirit Hall and Spirit City alike were exceptionally lively, with nearly everyone discussing the matter.

After the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan arrived in Spirit City, Yu Yuanzhen looked around.

"Where did Xiaogang go? Didn't I tell him to wait for me here?"

Yu Luomian cupped his fists. "Sect Master, Xiaogang is on his way."

"What a nuisance. Always dragging his feet."

Yu Yuanzhen snorted coldly.

Three minutes later, Yu Xiaogang limped over. "Father!"

Yu Luomian looked at Yu Xiaogang's condition. "What happened?"

"Father, I fell some time ago." Yu Xiaogang gave a vague excuse.

He could hardly say that Bibi Dong had stomped on him with one foot. That would be far too humiliating.

He had not returned to the sect during this time because he had been recuperating nearby, but even so, he was still short on time.

That damned woman.

She hit so hard. Wasn't she afraid no one would want her?

"Come on. Enter the city with us."

Yu Yuanzhen walked in front. As they passed the city guards, the guards immediately stopped them.

"Sect Master Yu, you may enter, but Yu Xiaogang cannot!"

"Why? Don't you know he is my son?"

Yu Yuanzhen's expression changed drastically. He felt deeply insulted.

"Sect Master Yu, this is an order issued by the Fifth Consecrator. Besides, Yu Xiaogang has repeatedly harassed the Holy Maiden and the future Holy Son."

The city guard's words left Yu Yuanzhen speechless. He then looked at Yu Xiaogang. "Why were you harassing their Holy Son and Holy Maiden?"

Yu Xiaogang stammered, not knowing how to answer.

Yu Yuanzhen covered his forehead, exhausted in both body and mind. He quietly said to Yu Luomian, "Later, have Xiaogang hide in one of the sect's carriages coming in behind us. Don't let him be seen."

Yu Luomian nodded and immediately left with Yu Xiaogang.

Little did they know that bringing Yu Xiaogang inside would become the thing Yu Yuanzhen regretted most.

Yu Yuanzhen proceeded into the city step by step and arrived before Spirit Hall. Pope Qian Xunji and Holy Maiden Bibi Dong were welcoming guests.

"Your Holiness, congratulations. Spirit Hall has gained another genius."

Yu Yuanzhen stepped forward and cupped his fists, offering his congratulations with a smile.

"Sect Master Yu is too courteous. It was merely good fortune that we found such a genius." Qian Xunji smiled brilliantly.

Good fortune?

Good fortune for over a decade—first they had Holy Maiden Bibi Dong, and now they had a Holy Son even more talented than the Holy Maiden.

The more this was the case, the more Yu Yuanzhen wanted to see what this Holy Son truly looked like.

"Sect Master Yu, please go inside and take a seat." Qian Xunji summoned Yue Guan and had him lead the group in.

Yue Guan stepped aside. "Sect Master Yu, this way, please."

Yu Yuanzhen and the others began entering Spirit Hall.

"Dong'er, are you sure Yu Xiaogang wasn't seen?" Qian Xunji asked.

Bibi Dong answered, "No. This disciple looked around carefully and confirmed that he wasn't."

"Good."

Qian Xunji did not want one rat dropping to ruin the whole pot of soup.

At the same time, outside Spirit City.

"Jiang Qingyu, A Yin has returned."

A Yin stood in the distance, gazing at the bustling Spirit City from afar. She decided to go inside and have a look.

After leaving last time, she had returned to the Blue Silver Forest and worked diligently. She had finally broken through to the mature stage, allowing her to evade the senses of Title Douluos.

When she arrived before Spirit City's gates, she saw the many guards and felt somewhat nervous. Just then, a large group passed by, and she immediately slipped into their ranks and mixed her way into the city.

The city guards generally did not question people holding invitations too closely.

Once inside, she found it even livelier than outside.

A Yin was somewhat lost. Seeing a graceful young woman heading toward Spirit Hall, she hurriedly asked, "Miss, why is it so lively today?"

The graceful young woman smiled as she explained, "Miss, don't you know? Today is the succession ceremony for Holy Son Jiang Qingyu."