Don't Let Sister Qinghe Down!

Yu Yuanqing's hand froze in midair.

His face twisted grotesquely with rage.

"Kid, put down your sword."

"I can pretend none of this ever happened."

Wu Qingkong let out a cold laugh.

"Heh, did you forget what I said earlier?!"

"I told you to kneel and apologize to my grandfather?!"

"Did you forget?!"

Wu Qingkong's words exploded in Yu Yuanqing's ears like thunder.

"Kid, don't push your luck."

"I already said you can leave now."

"This is the greatest mercy I can offer you!"

Wu Qingkong said nothing, merely curling his fingers slightly.

The Heavenfrost Sword slowly pressed forward.

Several more drops of blood trickled slowly from Yu Tianheng's throat.

Yu Tianheng was truly panicking now!

He felt that if the sword moved another inch forward, he might genuinely lose his life on the spot.

"Elder Qing."

"I... I really don't want to die."

"I haven't even gotten together with Yanyan yet."

"Save... save me!"

At that moment, Yu Yuanqing panicked.

If Yu Tianheng truly died like this, he would have a hard time explaining himself when he returned to the sect.

"I'll give you three breaths."

"If you still refuse to kneel, admit your mistake, and apologize."

"Yu Tianheng's little life will truly be over!"

"One... two..."

Wu Qingkong raised his hand, clearly about to activate the Heavenfrost Sword again.

Yu Yuanqing gritted his teeth and said in a muffled voice:

"Kid, you win."

"Put down the sword. I'll do as you say."

Wu Qingkong shook his head.

"How do I know you won't regret it afterward?!"

"Kneel and admit your mistake now. Then I'll naturally release your young master."

"You!"

Yu Yuanqing had wanted to lash out, but after looking back at Yu Tianheng, he ultimately held himself back.

"Fine, I'll do as you say. I hope you keep your word, or neither I nor the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect will let you off."

Wu Qingkong said coldly.

"Stop dragging this out. You aren't qualified to bargain with me."

"Hurry up. You've nearly exhausted my patience."

"One more word, and I'll truly make my move."

"Don't!"

With that, Yu Yuanqing immediately knelt.

"I'll apologize right now."

Seeing this, Wu Qingkong immediately kicked Yu Yuanqing.

"You're kneeling in the wrong direction. My grandfather's grave is to the north."

"Kneel facing north, then kowtow a few times."

Yu Yuanqing hurriedly turned around and knocked his head against the ground three times.

"I'm sorry, Senior. I shouldn't have spoken so arrogantly."

"I, Yu Yuanqing, kowtow to beg your forgiveness."

"Please forgive me!"

To ensure Wu Qingkong was satisfied, Yu Yuanqing hurriedly added another kowtow.

Then Yu Yuanqing rose to his feet.

His face had turned the color of pig liver with fury.

Yet he did not dare to flare up.

"That should be enough, right? Can you let Tianheng go now?!"

Wu Qingkong nodded at Yu Yuanqing.

"This is the first time, and the last."

"Others may fear your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, but I don't."

"Get lost!"

As soon as the words fell, Wu Qingkong withdrew the Heavenfrost Sword.

Just as Wu Qingkong was about to turn and leave.

Yu Yuanqing moved.

"Kid, you refuse the road to heaven and force your way into hell."

"Dragon Transformation!"

A pair of enormous dragon wings sprouted from Yu Yuanqing's back.

His entire body transformed into a giant dragon as he lunged at Wu Qingkong.

Wu Qingkong could not help feeling somewhat surprised at the sight.

"You're supposedly the third greatest sect in the world, yet you have no magnanimity at all."

Although Wu Qingkong was somewhat surprised by this.

He did not panic.

Because his grandfather, Wu Changming, had been the strongest Limit Douluo in the world. Before his death, during his final burst of vitality, he had left Wu Qingkong a life-saving measure.

Three strands of sword qi left behind by Wu Changming were hidden within his martial soul.

As Yu Yuanqing's dragon claw was about to fall, Wu Qingkong was just about to summon the sword qi.

An old farmer dressed plainly suddenly appeared before him.

The old farmer wore coarse hemp clothing, carried a hoe over his shoulder, and had plenty of mud stuck to his trouser cuffs.

He looked as if he had only recently finished working in the fields.

This old farmer was Blood Thorn, whom Qian Qinghe had ordered to remain behind!

Blood Thorn extended only one hand and caught Yu Yuanqing's punch.

"Oh ho, worthy of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon."

"Your punch is indeed a few notches stronger than an ordinary Soul Douluo's."

"But isn't it a little inappropriate for an elder to bully a junior?!"

As soon as the words fell, Blood Thorn swung one arm and directly sent Yu Yuanqing flying.

Bang, bang, bang!

Yu Yuanqing's flying body only came to a stop after smashing through several large trees in succession.

Blood Thorn withdrew his hand and looked at the crackling arcs of electricity in his palm.

He lightly blew on them.

"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon truly is formidable. If we were at the same level, I really wouldn't be your match."

Yu Yuanqing forced himself to stand.

His face was filled with shock.

"You... you're a Titled Douluo?!"

"Who exactly are you, Your Excellency? Could you leave on account of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect?"

"In the future, Your Excellency will surely be an honored guest of our sect. You will forever be our sect's friend."

Blood Thorn set the hoe down from his shoulder.

"Others may fear your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, but I don't."

"Hairy bird, let me tell you the truth."

"This kid is someone our young master specifically ordered me to protect. If I just left and something happened, what then?!"

"What?!"

Yu Yuanqing's expression changed drastically!

He had thought this Titled Douluo-level expert had merely happened to pass by.

He never imagined that he was here to protect Wu Qingkong!

Yu Yuanqing's expression became exceedingly colorful.

Titled Douluo-level experts were already scarce. There were only around thirty registered across the entire continent, though perhaps some Titled Douluo lived in seclusion deep within the mountains and forests, ignoring worldly affairs.

But even counting them all, there would not be more than fifty!

Without exception, these few dozen people all stood at the peak of the continent. They were far beyond someone he could afford to offend!

Yu Yuanqing did not dare delay. With a beat of his wings, he immediately left with Yu Tianheng.

Before leaving, he did not forget to take Dugu Yan with him.

He was still waiting for Dugu Yan to wake up and apologize to Yu Tianheng!

Only Wu Qingkong and Blood Thorn remained at the scene.

Looking at the person before him.

Wu Qingkong cupped his fists in thanks. "Thank you for lending me a hand, Senior."

"May I ask how I should address you?"

Blood Thorn did not answer Wu Qingkong's question.

Instead, he solemnly patted Wu Qingkong's shoulder.

"Kid, you've truly surprised me."

"I never expected you to force that old dragon into such a state. As for my title, without our young master's command, I will not tell you!"

"Young master?! Qian Qinghe sent you?!"

Blood Thorn nodded. "That's right!"

Wu Qingkong was greatly surprised.

Qian Qinghe's background seemed to be stronger than he had imagined!

He had thought the Qian Clan only had one Titled Douluo. From the looks of it, the Qian Clan had more than one Titled Douluo-level expert!

Wu Qingkong stood very close to Blood Thorn and could naturally sense his aura. He estimated that the expert before him was around rank ninety-two.

But upon further thought, his grandfather had been a reclusive rank ninety-nine expert in life. Since the Qian Clan was likewise a reclusive clan, having several ordinary Douluo did not seem particularly remarkable...

He simply had not expected his good brother to be so generous that he would send a Titled Douluo to stay by his side.

Wu Qingkong immediately said to Blood Thorn, "Please thank Qinghe for me, Senior. This time, I truly owe it all to him."

Blood Thorn said nothing and patted Wu Qingkong's shoulder. "Kid, you are the most outstanding junior I have ever seen."

"There's no need to thank me. I only ask that you do not let down our young master in the future."

"Ah?!"

Wu Qingkong was somewhat surprised. Not let Qian Qinghe down?

Something about that sounded a little off.

Seeing Wu Qingkong's expression, Blood Thorn immediately realized that he seemed to have said the wrong thing and hastily corrected himself:

"Ahem, what I meant was, don't let Qinghe's sister down in the future."