Heavenly Dragon Sect Goes All In

At this moment, only the old sect master Yu Xuanhua, the current sect master Yu Xingtuo, and Su Ming remained in the room.

After explaining why they had kept Su Ming behind and informing him that the Heavenly Dragon Sect was willing to devote all its resources to nurturing him,

Yu Xuanhua and Yu Xingtuo said nothing more, leaving Su Ming the time to think in peace.

"Child, if you don't know how to choose, that's all right. Take your time and ask your family."

Only after a long while did Yu Xuanhua speak kindly.

In his eyes, Su Ming was merely a six-year-old child.

No matter how precocious he was, faced with such a situation, he would surely feel somewhat flustered and uncertain of how to choose.

So it would be better to let Su Ming leave for now, calm down, and consult his family.

Surely, his family would ultimately make the right choice.

Alas, Ancestors... Xuanhua has failed the sect, failed the clan. Yu Xuanhua, already near death, was filled with guilt.

If he had not suffered that accident back then, would he have had more time left?

If so, he could have continued protecting the sect.

He could have guarded it until a new Title Douluo emerged within the sect.

At that point, Yu Xuanhua would have been willing to die without regret.

Instead of, as now, being unable to rest in peace and placing such immense pressure on a child he had only just met before his death.

Especially since this child, though Yu Clan blood flowed through him, was ultimately still a Sea Soul Master.

For someone as rigid as Yu Xuanhua, that was still difficult to accept.

People were always full of contradictions.

Especially when death was near and their wishes remained unfulfilled, they thought even more.

That was also why, when his eldest son Yu Xingtuo had just transmitted his decision to devote the Heavenly Dragon Sect's full resources to nurturing Su Ming,

Yu Xuanhua had been somewhat unwilling.

But after hearing his son's explanation, Yu Xuanhua could only agree.

This alone showed that Yu Xingtuo was far more pragmatic.

So what if he was a Sea Soul Master? If he could become the sect's guardian Douluo, then he was a good Douluo.

In Yu Xingtuo's view, the world had changed long ago.

Prejudices between Soul Masters really ought to be set aside for the moment.

Though the Heavenly Dragon Sect's accumulated foundations had long surpassed those of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan from ten thousand years ago,

times had changed. That so-called surpassing was brought about by the era itself.

In a horizontal comparison, the Heavenly Dragon Sect's status and strength on the continent simply could not compare to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan of ten thousand years ago.

In that era ten thousand years ago, possessing a Title Douluo made one one of the foremost top-tier forces.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, predecessor to the Heavenly Dragon Sect, had even been one of the renowned Upper Three Sects of that age.

But what about now? What major power did not have a Title Douluo?

As for those top factions, the number and caliber of their Title Douluo were even more absurdly astonishing.

In such an environment, the only thing the Heavenly Dragon Sect could still boast about was that its inherited Martial Soul originated from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan of ten thousand years ago.

Alas, how wonderful it would have been if my talent had been just a little better. Yu Xuantuo felt miserable at the sight.

What pained him was his own lack of talent.

If he could have become a Title Douluo earlier, all the problems before them would have been easily resolved.

After all, it all came down to insufficient strength.

"Great-Granduncle, Granduncle, I am willing to accept the Heavenly Dragon Sect's full support and become its guardian Douluo in the future."

At that moment, Su Ming spoke with utmost solemnity.

At first, he had not expected the Heavenly Dragon Sect to go all in on him.

But after considering the Heavenly Dragon Sect's current situation, Su Ming understood.

He, too, was benefiting from the times.

Once old sect master Yu Xuanhua died, the sect would no longer have a Title Douluo overseeing it.

Although the old sect master's old friend Shao Xun would temporarily watch over the Heavenly Dragon Sect and deter petty schemers,

he was ultimately not the Heavenly Dragon Sect's guardian Douluo. He could protect it for a time, but not forever.

Under such circumstances, the pressure on the entire Heavenly Dragon Sect was immense.

Even if they safely passed through this awkward period, their lingering concerns would remain.

Especially after this incident, those concerns had become even more pressing.

At a time like this, an Innate Full Soul Power talent of their own bloodline had suddenly appeared. Naturally, the Heavenly Dragon Sect had to hold on to him tightly.

That would increase the odds of reliably producing a Title Douluo in the future and, correspondingly, reduce the chance of another such awkward vacuum period.

Receiving the Heavenly Dragon Sect's full support is absolutely tremendous news for me.

With the Heavenly Dragon Sect's assistance, I can become a god even faster.

Then, in order to completely secure the Heavenly Dragon Sect's full support, before Yu Xuanhua or Yu Xingtuo could say anything, Su Ming immediately released his Rayquaza Martial Soul.

A clear, soaring dragon roar tore through the air and rang across the heavens, as though it came from a deity beyond the skies, carrying a majesty that looked down upon all living beings.

It was not merely Yu Xuanhua and Yu Xingtuo within the room who could hear it.

Everyone throughout the Heavenly Dragon Sect heard it clearly.

Birds and beasts fled in alarm. Many people stopped in their tracks, while countless living creatures trembled to their very souls.

"What is this?!" Startled, Yu Xingtuo's pupils contracted sharply as he stared in disbelief at the gradually solidifying azure dragon-shaped figure behind Su Ming.

He had never in his life seen a Martial Soul released with such tremendous and extraordinary force.

Just from hearing that dragon roar, Yu Xingtuo dared to conclude that its quality far surpassed the Yu Clan's Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.

As a Soul Douluo, he had nearly dropped to his knees in that instant and even felt suppression from his bloodline. It was simply unbelievable.

Wasn't this child's Martial Soul supposed to be some kind of whale? How could this be?

Yu Xuanhua could not make sense of it either.

Such a Martial Soul manifestation was clearly that of a superior true dragon.

Even the Yu Clan's Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul could not compare.

But after he guessed one possibility, his pale face instantly flushed rosy red.

At the same time, the space behind Su Ming seemed to split apart.

The azure dragon-shaped figure grew ever more solid, transforming into a true dragon that entered Su Ming's body.

A pair of jade-green dragon horns emerged from Su Ming's forehead, their tips branching into gold.

His pupils turned into golden vertical slits, and patterns of azure dragon scales spread from the corners of his eyes;

His black hair was dyed emerald green, its ends floating like currents of air.

A sacred aura radiated from Su Ming's body, making both men present unable to resist the urge to bow in worship.

At that moment, the room stirred without wind.

The currents of air that had suddenly emerged all around them seemed to gain minds of their own, gathering around their king like loyal ministers.