Liu Erlong! Radiantly Beautiful and Fiery, Bold and Dashing, an Unparalleled Mature Beauty

Zhu Zhuqing slowly raised her head. She did not cry, nor did she question him hysterically. There was not even a trace of hatred on her pale little face.

She merely looked at him calmly with those deep violet eyes.

"Stop talking. The Sky Screen was right. There was never any love between us. Only survival."

"I don't need your apology, and I don't need your pity." She looked at Dai Mubai, each word clear and cruel. "I only hope you remember today. Remember what kind of trash you used to be, and remember what I had to give up just to survive."

"Dai Mubai, win. That is what you owe me."

After saying that, she looked at no one else. She turned and returned to the corner of the rest area, sitting down alone and curling herself into a ball, shutting out the entire world.

"Boss Dai..." Oscar and Ma Hongjun wanted to go comfort him, but they did not know what to say.

Yes, action. Dai Mubai clenched his fists, his nails digging into his palms as blood dripped through his fingers. He said nothing more. He merely sat back down, staring fixedly in the Sky Screen's direction, an unprecedented fire burning in his eyes. Within that fire were regret and pain, but even more than that, the resolve to stake everything on one throw.

Zhuqing, wait for me. I'll win. I'll win everything and let you stand at the pinnacle of the Star Luo Empire, never having to struggle just to "survive" again.

[Ah, Boss Dai was really hurt this time.]

[Serves him right! What was he doing before? What was the point of regretting it now?]

[Still, Zhu Zhuqing's temperament is way too fierce. She would rather shatter like jade than remain whole like tile.]

[I think she was simply driven into a corner. Other than becoming stronger, she had nowhere else to go.]

[The Star Luo Empire's royal family is too twisted... Are they raising venomous insects in a jar?]

[All right, all right, stop talking about such a heavy topic! Look! The Sky Screen moved again!]

At the center of the image, the figure of a woman slowly condensed.

She was not a girl in her teens or twenties. Time had left her with the charm of maturity, yet had not diminished her beauty in the slightest. Her short, neat hair was unlike the soft long hair currently in fashion, making her appear even more capable and dashing.

Her features were exceptionally striking: sword-like brows, starry eyes, a high nose bridge, and full red lips. It was neither Zhu Zhuqing's icy beauty nor Huo Wu's flamboyant beauty, but an aggressive, commanding beauty that belonged to a grown woman.

She wore a form-fitting combat outfit that outlined her voluptuous, fiery figure, brimming with a sense of strength. She merely stood there with her arms crossed and her gaze looking down upon the world, yet naturally radiated the powerful aura of, "I'm the greatest in the world."

[Douluo Continent Top Ten Beauties Ranking · Top 7]

[Liu Erlong]

[Identity: Headmaster of Blue Tyrant Academy, Killing Horn of the Golden Iron Triangle.]

[Heaven's Will's verdict: A touch of mortal dust, yet her devotion never changed. Half a lifetime of wind and rain, a fiery dragon maiden.]

[Liu Erlong? That name sounds familiar...]

[I remember now! The Golden Iron Triangle! They were once famous figures in the soul master world!]

[My god, this big sister is so cool! That presence—I love it, I love it!]

[A mature beauty! An absolute top-tier mature beauty! My mother asked why I was kneeling while watching the Sky Screen!]

[Wait, the Golden Iron Triangle... Isn't that Grandmaster and Headmaster Flender's group?]

Outside Heaven Dou City, within a secluded estate.

Flender looked at that familiar figure on the Sky Screen, his expression a complicated mixture of emotions. He first revealed a faintly proud smile, then let out a long sigh.

"Erlong... You're still as dazzling as ever." He murmured, his eyes filled with complex feelings. "But... the Sky Screen has never done anything good. What will it say...?"

Yu Xiaogang's entire body stiffened. He stared fixedly at the woman on the Sky Screen, the woman he had deliberately forgotten for twenty years, while his mind roared blankly.

It was her.

Liu Erlong.

The only woman he had ever loved in his life, yet the woman he had personally pushed away. The woman with a fiery temper, who dared to love and hate, like a blazing flame.

He subconsciously took a step back, as though the eyes on the Sky Screen were staring at him through endless time and space, demanding answers from him.

Spirit Hall.

Bibi Dong looked at Liu Erlong on the Sky Screen, and the mockery at the corner of her lips deepened.

"The Golden Iron Triangle? Heh, another woman connected to Yu Xiaogang." Her voice was filled with unconcealed disgust. "I would like to see what he did to ruin this woman."

[Liu Erlong's obsession: She spent half her life waiting for a man who did not dare love her. From her youthful days to her lingering mature charm, she slowly brewed a heart full of burning love into resentment that pierced her heart and carved into her bones.]

The comments erupted once again.

[Again?! Another obsession over a man?! They might as well rename this beauty ranking the "Love-Struck Ranking"!]

[A man who didn't dare love her... Wait, the Golden Iron Triangle... Don't tell me it was Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang?!]

[!!! Holy shit! I think I've uncovered some earth-shattering gossip!]

[Wasn't Grandmaster driven out by his family because of his mutated martial soul, so he was too insecure to accept love?]

[The person above is too naïve! Did you forget how the Sky Screen evaluated Grandmaster during its previous review? "Hypocritical," "false"! This definitely isn't that simple!]

Within the underground cavern, Yu Xiaogang's face instantly turned deathly pale. His entire body trembled, and his lips quivered, yet he could not say a single word.

It had come. It had finally come. Was the secret he had most wanted to bury in his life, the past too unbearable to look back on, about to be exposed to everyone like this?

The image shifted, returning to more than twenty years ago.

At that time, Liu Erlong was younger and more lively than she was now. Wearing a fiery red dress, she was like a dancing flame as she followed behind a somewhat dull young man, chattering nonstop.

"Xiaogang, do you think these flowers are pretty?"

"Xiaogang, let's go take a look over there!"

"Xiaogang, why do you always ignore me?"

That young man was Yu Xiaogang in his youth. He kept his head lowered the entire time, deliberately maintaining his distance from the girl, his face full of struggle and pain.

The image shifted again, to a night beneath a bright moon.

Liu Erlong cornered Yu Xiaogang in the woods. Her eyes shone brilliantly beneath the moonlight, filled with the purest and most passionate love of a young girl.

"Yu Xiaogang, I like you!" she declared loudly, without the slightest shyness or coyness. "What about you? Do you dare say you don't feel even a little something for me?!"

Yu Xiaogang was forced back step by step until he finally leaned against a large tree, with nowhere left to retreat. Looking at the girl before him, who was like a flame, a hint of surrender flashed through his eyes, only to be quickly replaced by a deeper fear.

He abruptly pushed her away, his voice hoarse and heartless. "We... can't be together!"

"Why?!" Liu Erlong demanded unwillingly, tears already welling in her eyes. "Is it because of your martial soul? I don't care! I don't care about any of it! I only want you!"

[Wuwuwu, Sister Erlong is so brave! If you love someone, you should say it out loud!]

[Grandmaster was such an asshole back then! He rejected such a wonderful girl!]

[There must have been a hidden reason! I don't believe Grandmaster was that kind of person!]

Tang San also furrowed his brow tightly within the underground cavern. He could not connect the cowardly, evasive man on the Sky Screen with the learned and wise teacher in his heart.

Teacher... What exactly had he been hiding?

The Sky Screen gave everyone the answer.

The image switched again, arriving at a magnificent manor. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Liu Erlong held Yu Xiaogang's hand as she knelt before a dignified middle-aged man. That man was the then-clan leader of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Yu Xiaogang's father, Yu Yuanzhen.

"Father, Second Uncle, I love Xiaogang! I want to marry him!" Liu Erlong stubbornly held her head high.

Meanwhile, Yu Xiaogang beside her had gone as pale as ashes.

The man she called "Second Uncle," Liu Erlong's father, stepped forward with an ashen face. He pointed at Yu Xiaogang, his voice trembling. "Nonsense! Utter nonsense! Erlong, look carefully at who he is!"

"He is Yu Xiaogang! Your cousin!"

Cousin?!

Liu Erlong and Yu Xiaogang... were cousins?!

Love between close relatives!

In the soul master world, where bloodline inheritance was held in such high regard, this was an absolute taboo! A scandal intolerable to heaven's laws!

[I... I'm blind... I'm deaf... They're... cousins?]

[Blech—no wonder Grandmaster didn't dare love her! Who would dare?!]

[My god! My worldview has shattered! This... This is simply...]

[So Yu Xiaogang wasn't insecure—this was an incestuous relationship?!]

[I'm going to throw up. I can't even look at Grandmaster the same way now. First, it was exposed that he abandoned Bibi Dong after leading her on, and now he has a cousin... This man is too disgusting!]

In Shrek Academy's rest area, everyone looked at one another, their expressions uglier than if they had eaten flies.

"Fuck..." Ma Hongjun held it in for a long time before finally spitting out that single word.

The sausage in Oscar's hand fell to the ground, and he even forgot to pick it up.

Tang San looked as though he had been struck by lightning, his entire body stunned.

Teacher... and Senior Liu Erlong... were cousins?

He had always thought his teacher's pain stemmed from unrecognized talent and his mutated martial soul. He had never imagined that such an unbearable secret was hidden behind it all.

[He used ethics as shackles to flee for twenty years, leaving all the pain and infamy to the woman who had gone mad for love.]

[The so-called Grandmaster was nothing but a coward.]