Tang Yuehua and Liu Erlong, Yu Xiaogang Wants to Become Sworn Brothers

Liu Erlong's expression changed.

"You're going to use seduction too?"

"Aren't you?"

Tang Yuehua sighed inwardly.

The two women sized each other up at the same time. Both thought the other had some beauty, but compared to themselves, she still fell somewhat short.

"Forget it, let's go together. There's strength in numbers."

Liu Erlong decided they should join forces.

"But I don't think there's much hope."

Tang Yuehua shook her head.

Jiang Qingyu was like heaven's favored child, possessing immense talent, captivating looks, and an untainted, refined aura. People like him were usually not easy to approach.

Liu Erlong was brimming with fighting spirit. "Let's try. Don't say things that show no confidence in us!"

"Fine, let's go."

Tang Yuehua and Liu Erlong chased after him.

Along the way, dozens of carriages were parked some distance apart.

Yu Xiaogang stepped down from one of the carriages, covered in dust from head to toe.

"Cough, cough. Getting in really was troublesome!"

Yu Xiaogang dusted himself off and muttered, "Once I become a master, I'll definitely make you pay!"

If that madwoman Bibi Dong hadn't kicked so hard, my little brother wouldn't still be unable to recover.

As he walked out of the carriage area, a figure caught Yu Xiaogang's attention. From afar, it made him think of that person's appearance.

"Jiang Qingyu! He's here too!"

Yu Xiaogang felt that he could build a good relationship with him. Their last meeting had been somewhat abrupt, and Bibi Dong had caused trouble. Someone as outstanding as Jiang Qingyu was surely a naïve fool, he thought. With his own talent, he would definitely be able to become sworn brothers with him.

Yu Xiaogang believed that after studying knowledge for so many years, he should have a proper conversation with Jiang Qingyu.

Then he would no longer have to put up with Bibi Dong's and the imperial guards' sour faces.

Getting into Spirit Hall's Library Hall would be no problem either. He immediately took action.

Jiang Qingyu arrived in an empty place and looked toward Spirit City. Quite a few people in the city were still discussing the Holy Son.

"One after another, you really don't know how to stop worrying me."

Jiang Qingyu had already sensed three approaching presences.

Once two of them drew near, Jiang Qingyu spread his hands. "You two, stop hiding. Come out already!"

Tang Yuehua and Liu Erlong walked out from behind the tree.

"Hi, Your Highness Holy Son!"

Jiang Qingyu looked at them. "What are you doing here?"

"We wanted to get to know Your Highness Holy Son. Would that be all right?"

Liu Erlong and Tang Yuehua lowered their heads. The moment they looked directly at Jiang Qingyu, his aura instantly suppressed them.

He's too hard to win over.

If we tried to seduce him, wouldn't we just be humiliating ourselves?

If Jiang Qingyu tried to seduce us, we'd probably fall for him immediately. This is too difficult.

"Get to know me? Are we that familiar?"

Jiang Qingyu's chilly voice was like ice and snow, not something their two small flames could easily melt.

"We're from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and the Clear Sky Sect. It should be fine for us to get acquainted, shouldn't it?"

Tang Yuehua asked tentatively.

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. You came at the behest of your clan elders," Jiang Qingyu said coldly.

Tang Yuehua and Liu Erlong froze. They had never expected Jiang Qingyu to guess so accurately. Wasn't someone with such a cold and noble persona supposed to be an innocent, clueless fool?

They considered themselves among the most beautiful in their sects, yet they had no chance at all to get close to him. They never expected Jiang Qingyu to have no interest whatsoever, as though he regarded them as air.

"Your Highness Holy Son!"

Yu Xiaogang approached with a beaming smile.

"Yu Xiaogang? You actually managed to get in!"

Jiang Qingyu raised a brow and smiled. He was somewhat surprised that the imperial guards at the entrance had not stopped him.

"Your Highness Holy Son, what happened last time was truly a misunderstanding. I didn't know your identity. Please forgive me," Yu Xiaogang said with a smile.

"I'm not that petty. But how did you get in?" Jiang Qingyu asked, showing his confusion.

"Of course, I have my ways. There are always more solutions than difficulties. Besides, that isn't important. I want to be friends with Your Highness Holy Son. What do you think?"

"With my theoretical knowledge, I can definitely be of help to Your Highness Holy Son."

Yu Xiaogang spoke with great confidence.

Tang Yuehua was dumbfounded. A level twenty-nine fellow was going to lecture an eighteen-year-old Soul Sage on theoretical knowledge.

Was the world too crazy, or had Yu Xiaogang gotten too full of himself?

Jiang Qingyu was already holding back his laughter.

"Yu Xiaogang, you think your knowledge can help me?"

"That's right!"

"Yu Xiaogang, are you drunk? You're a Grand Soul Master, while I'm a Soul Sage. If word got out, people would think you'd gone mad."

Jiang Qingyu spread his hands.

There were no mental hospitals in this world. Otherwise, Yu Xiaogang really could have been sent to one.

Yu Xiaogang had consumed so many heavenly treasures that he had nearly eaten the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon bloodline into extinction. If all those resources had been fed to Yu Luomian, he might have immediately crossed into the Soul Douluo realm.

"Your Highness Holy Son, I may lack strength, but my wisdom is priceless. There are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters."

Yu Xiaogang spoke the words that would define his life, words he had also used to fool that little bastard.

"Bullshit!"

A sharp female cry rang out.

Yu Xiaogang turned toward the voice.

Bibi Dong strode over. "Yu Xiaogang, you dare harass Qingyu again? See if I don't beat you to death!"

Yu Xiaogang froze. Why was this fiend here? Instinctively, he shielded his little brother.

"Bibi Dong, let's make this clear first. I'm also your guest, representing the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon bloodline!" Yu Xiaogang warned.

"Who cares!"

"I was wondering why you weren't with Yu Yuanzhen. So you had another way in. Your luck is really good—you actually ran into Qingyu again."

Bibi Dong sneered. "You really talk a lot of nonsense. What do you mean, there are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters? It should be that there are no useless soul masters, only useless martial souls."

Those words struck directly at both Yu Xiaogang's and Tang Yuehua's hearts.

Their martial souls truly were useless martial souls, but decades later, their circumstances would be completely different.

Tang Yuehua established Moon Pavilion, while Yu Xiaogang became a master of fooling people.

Yu Xiaogang's martial soul was a Gold Sacred Dragon hatchling. Unfortunately, Yu Xiaogang had raised it into uselessness.

"You're insulting me, and my martial soul!" Yu Xiaogang snapped.

"Get lost. Stop being an eyesore here," Bibi Dong said.

Yu Xiaogang remained unmoved. How could he possibly leave? If Bibi Dong had not come, he might really have been able to become sworn brothers with Jiang Qingyu.

What a detestable woman. She doesn't know what's good for her.

Yu Xiaogang's anger flared as he clenched his teeth.

"You still dare bare your teeth!"

Bibi Dong saw that Yu Xiaogang truly did not know what was good for him, so she immediately stepped forward and slapped him.

The powerful impact sent Yu Xiaogang spinning several times through the air before he hit the ground.

"You dare hit me? Bibi Dong, you're playing with fire!"

Yu Xiaogang covered his burning cheek.

"Playing with fire? Today, I'll make you completely lose a man's dignity."

Bibi Dong decided to go all the way. As she rushed forward, Liu Erlong suddenly appeared and unleashed a blast of fiery breath. Bibi Dong froze, having never expected Liu Erlong to intervene.

"How presumptuous!"

Jiang Qingyu stepped in front of Bibi Dong and scattered Liu Erlong's attack with a single palm strike.