Yu Yuanzhen Bleeds Heavily

Yu Yuanzhen took a breath.

"Still don't understand? Are you still refusing to admit your mistake?"

Yu Yuanzhen was already beside himself with rage.

"I won't admit it. Never."

Yu Xiaogang spoke firmly.

He clearly hadn't caused Su Mu any harm, so why should he admit fault?

He was the one who had been beaten, too.

"You unfilial son!"

Yu Yuanzhen raised his arm and slapped him again.

This time, he put even more force into it, sending Yu Xiaogang flying through the air in a beautiful arc before he crashed heavily to the ground.

"I give that move full marks!"

Yue Guan applauded and cheered.

"Full marks? I'd say seven or eight at most!"

Gui Mei shook his head.

"Five. No more than that. The movement was a little too stiff."

Dugu Bo offered his own critique as well.

The three of them chimed in one after another.

Yu Yuanzhen's brows drew tightly together as he listened.

These people were actually judging him. Did they really think this was some dance competition?

He did not dare say anything and could only endure it in silence.

Four Titled Douluo—one soul skill from each of them would be enough to leave him unable to bear it.

Yu Xiaogang lay sprawled on the ground, his entire body dizzy and disoriented. His eyes were filled with despair as he looked at Yu Yuanzhen. "Father, you have lost the bearing of a clan leader!"

Yu Yuanzhen's fury flared instantly, and he was just about to continue teaching Yu Xiaogang a lesson.

Qian Xunji raised a hand to stop him. "Clan Leader Yu, there is no need to put on a show for me. Since that is the case, let us leave it at that."

Yu Yuanzhen secretly breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you, Your Holiness."

Qian Xunji smiled. "This matter has not been settled yet. Yu Xiaogang's matter is Yu Xiaogang's matter. Now, let us discuss compensation."

Yu Yuanzhen frowned. Compensation?

Were they extorting him?

They had beaten up his son, and now they were demanding compensation from him!

Yu Yuanzhen was deeply dissatisfied.

"Your Holiness, you never mentioned this before?"

Qian Xunji smiled. "I did not mention it before, but it is not too late to mention it now. Besides, Yu Yuanzhen, do you really think beating your son means this matter can simply pass? Do not think I do not know what you are thinking."

"Now, either compensate us, or we will teach you a lesson."

Qian Xunji raised his hand in a gesture.

Dugu Bo, Yue Guan, and Gui Mei immediately obeyed, releasing the pressure of level ninety-three Titled Douluo.

Yu Yuanzhen's expression changed drastically. His entire body trembled, and he nearly could not keep his footing.

"Your Holiness, I am willing to compensate you."

Yu Yuanzhen hurriedly compromised.

Qian Xunji signaled for the three of them to withdraw their pressure, then looked at Yu Yuanzhen. "Wouldn't it have been better if you had done this from the beginning? Why make such a fuss?"

"Your Holiness, what compensation do you want?" Yu Yuanzhen asked.

"A Spirit Bone. A Ten Thousand Year Spirit Bone. I do not want to hear your explanations. I only want results."

Qian Xunji opened his mouth like a lion.

Yu Yuanzhen fell silent. A Ten Thousand Year Spirit Bone.

Qian Xunji really dared to ask for it. He himself did not even have a full set of Spirit Bones.

The clan did have Ten Thousand Year Spirit Bones in its treasury, but taking one out would be painfully costly.

Yet if he did not hand one over, Qian Xunji clearly would not let the matter rest.

Yu Yuanzhen was caught in a dilemma.

When he looked back at Yu Xiaogang, his anger only grew stronger.

"Father, you can't give it to him!" Yu Xiaogang said.

Yu Yuanzhen ignored him and looked at Qian Xunji instead. "Your Holiness, I will go fetch it at once."

A clan with a thousand-year inheritance certainly possessed a Ten Thousand Year Spirit Bone, but giving one away would affect the clan's future development.

Qian Xunji said, "Go."

After Yu Yuanzhen left the great hall and came outside, Yu Luomian wore a melancholy expression. He had clearly overheard their conversation.

Yu Luomian wore a melancholy expression. He had clearly overheard their conversation.

"Clan Leader, are we really giving it to them?"

Yu Yuanzhen said painfully, "There is no other way. If we do not give it to them, do you think Qian Xunji will let us off? Four Titled Douluo—we cannot withstand that."

Yu Luomian sighed. "All right."

Afterward, Yu Yuanzhen headed for the clan treasury.

Yu Luomian looked at Yu Xiaogang inside the hall, wishing he could slap him.

A useless thing who could not accomplish anything and only caused trouble.

More than ten minutes later, Yu Yuanzhen emerged holding a wooden box in his hands.

He came before Qian Xunji and opened the wooden box. "Your Holiness, this is what you requested: the right leg bone of a twenty-thousand-year Thunder Horn Dragon."

Qian Xunji looked at the right leg bone, rich in luster and clear in patterning, then nodded in satisfaction. "Not bad. Clan Leader Yu has not disappointed me."

He gestured for Yue Guan to take it.

Yue Guan stepped forward and accepted the wooden box, but encountered some resistance during the process.

Yue Guan did not care and gave it a hard tug, wrenching the wooden box free.

Qian Xunji stood up.

"Clan Leader Yu, we will be leaving now. There is no need to see us off."

"Hahaha!"

Qian Xunji's laughter felt like needles piercing Yu Yuanzhen's heart.

Only after the four of them had left the great hall and flown away from the clan did Yu Yuanzhen return to his clan leader's seat.

He let out a long sigh. "Forget it, forget it. As long as we survived, that is enough."

Spirit Hall's strength was far too great.

Four Titled Douluo were simply terrifying beyond measure.

"Luomian, take Yu Xiaogang away. I get annoyed just looking at him now."

Yu Yuanzhen gave the order to Yu Luomian outside.

Yu Luomian accepted the order and left with Yu Xiaogang.

Meanwhile, after traveling for some time, Qian Xunji returned safely to Spirit Hall.

His first stop was Spirit Hall Academy.

As soon as he entered the academy gates, he saw Bibi Dong clinging to Su Mu as usual.

"Xiao Mu, Dong'er."

Qian Xunji called out to the two of them.

Su Mu and Bibi Dong turned upon hearing him. "Teacher."

They had just returned after eating, while everyone else had gone off to handle other matters.

"Xiao Mu, this is a Ten Thousand Year Spirit Bone we got from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. Take a look and decide who should absorb it!"

As Qian Xunji spoke, Yue Guan handed the wooden box in his hand to Su Mu.

"Thank you, Teacher."

Su Mu accepted the wooden box and opened it. Inside was a right leg bone.

"I have already taught Yu Xiaogang a lesson for you. The next time he sees you, he will not dare keep acting so arrogantly."

Qian Xunji said with a smile.

Su Mu nodded. After putting away the Spirit Bone, he added, "Teacher, didn't you say earlier that you would give me a reward?"

"That is right. What do you want? Have you decided now?"

Qian Xunji had thought his eldest disciple had finally found something he wanted.

"Teacher, I want to take out four more Ten Thousand Year Spirit Bones and distribute them to the others."

"Is that possible?"

Qian Xunji was clearly stunned by Su Mu's request, but then he smiled. "Of course. Ten Thousand Year Spirit Bones are precious, but your contributions to Spirit Hall are even greater. I will go discuss it with Father. When the time comes, you can personally choose from the treasury."

"Thank you for the trouble, Teacher." Su Mu nodded.

Yue Guan, Gui Mei, and Dugu Bo were utterly dumbfounded.

They had not expected the reward to be Spirit Bones for the other team members.

Dugu Bo said gratefully, "Your Highness Su Mu, this old man is deeply grateful. I never expected my son to have such good fortune."

Su Mu smiled. "Senior Dugu, you are too polite. We are all family, so there is no need to be so formal."

Dugu Bo was deeply moved.

Yue Guan put an arm around Dugu Bo.

"I say, Dugu Bo, why are you still being so formal? Family does not speak as strangers."

Dugu Bo slapped Yue Guan's hand away and snorted softly. "This old man knows. I do not need your reminder."

"You are already so old, yet you are still throwing childish tantrums in front of me."

Yue Guan raised a brow and smiled.