Yu Xiaogang Returned to His Clan, Bibi Dong Wrote a Letter in Tears!

After the letter was written, Ning Fengzhi immediately arranged for Soul Master within the sect who was skilled in flight to deliver the letter to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Li Qingshan, along with Yu Xiaogang, left the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect the next day, while Dugu Bo and the others remained in the school to continue their cultivation and recuperation.

As for Ning Fengzhi's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's evolution, Li Qingshan decided to put it aside for now.

With the threat from the Spirit Hall still present and no agreement reached on how the two sects could join forces, he planned to deal with the immediate issues first.

A few days later, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

"I'm home."

As Yu Xiaogang walked up the stone steps, he looked at the familiar mountain gate and quickened his pace.

Li Qingshan followed beside Yu Xiaogang. Last time he came here, he had to use a physical form formed by his Spiritual Power to meet Yu Yuanzhen.

Now, as he ascends the mountain again, his two Soul Core are operating smoothly, and his level 99 cultivation is truly his own, so there is no need for him to resort to any tricks anymore.

The gatekeeper recognized Yu Xiaogang and quickly went to greet him.

"Young master, you're back?!"

Yu Xiaogang nodded and said, "Please inform my father that my teacher and I have returned together."

The disciple looked at Li Qingshan, his expression immediately becoming solemn. After bowing, he quickly ran inside.

Before long, hurried footsteps could be heard from behind the mountain gate.

Yu Yuanzhen, accompanied by several clan elders, personally greeted Li Qingshan, he immediately smiled and cupped his hands in greeting:

"Your Love Sword, have traveled a long way; I, Yu, have failed to greet you properly!"

Li Qingshan returned the greeting, saying, "Sect Master Yu, you're too kind. I've been free lately, so I brought Xiao Gang back to visit and discuss some matters with you."

Yu Yuanzhen nodded repeatedly, his gaze then falling on his son, "Xiao Gang, come here quickly and let your father take a look."

Yu Xiaogang stepped forward and bowed respectfully.

"Father."

Yu Yuanzhen supported his arm, and after a moment of sensing, the expression on his face gradually changed.

He discovered that his son's Soul Power had indeed surpassed level 20, and its circulation was extremely stable, without the slightest sign of weakness!

"You've already acquired your Second Soul Ring?"

Yu Xiaogang nodded slightly, then raised his right hand.

Two Soul Ring, one yellow and one purple, rose up one after another, followed by golden light falling beside him. Luo Sanpao stretched out his body, and fine Dragon Scales and wings slowly emerged.

The young Golden Sacred Dragon raised its head and called out to Yu Yuanzhen.

The gazes of the elders behind him immediately focused on Luo Sanpao and the purple Soul Ring, and they said incredulously:

"Xiao Gang's Martial Soul has actually evolved?"

"And the Second Soul Ring is actually Thousand-Year Soul Ring?!"

Yu Yuanzhen didn't reply, but just stared intently at his son, unconsciously tightening his grip on his arm.

He was naturally happy to receive the letter informing him of the changes in his son's Martial Soul and cultivation, but he also felt that everything had happened too fast and he still couldn't quite believe it.

Now that I've seen it with my own eyes, my last bit of doubt has finally completely disappeared.

"Father, I'm already level twenty-three." Yu Xiaogang said with a smile, "My teacher improved my physique and helped me choose a suitable Soul Ring, which is why I have my current cultivation level."

Yu Yuanzhen listened, he could no longer hide the satisfaction in his eyes.

"Well!"

He patted his son on the shoulder, then turned to Li Qingshan and solemnly cupped his hands in greeting.

"Xiao Gang owes his success today entirely to Your Majesty's guidance. I will remember this kindness."

Li Qingshan reached out and supported him, smiling, "Xiao Gang has been diligent in his cultivation and hasn't let me down. Let's go inside and talk about the rest."

Inside the reception room.

Yu Yuanzhen took out a letter, placed it on the table, and looked at Li Qingshan.

"Sect Master Ning's letter was delivered two days ago."

"The letter also mentioned what happened within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. I never expected that the Pope the Spirit Hall would personally lead a delegation to visit, even sending two of the elders."

Li Qingshan nodded and said seriously:

"So, what is Sect Master Yu's opinion on the alliance between the two sects?"

Yu Yuanzhen pondered for a moment, then slowly said:

"Our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan naturally does not wish to allow the Spirit Hall to dominate. If we can form an alliance with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to support each other, it would indeed be a good thing."

"However, since both sects have their own disciples and businesses, they need to discuss how to help each other in case of trouble beforehand."

Li Qingshan nodded slightly and said:

"Sect Master Ning shares the same sentiment. That's why I've come here—to hear your thoughts first."

Yu Yuanzhen glanced at his son standing beside him, then looked back at Li Qingshan.

"In that case, please set a date, Sect Master Ning. I would like to speak with him in person."

Meanwhile, in Spirit City.

Pope's Palace, Qian Xunji sat on a high throne, his face terribly gloomy.

These past few days, whenever he closes his eyes, he recalls the scene of being thrown out of the space and crashing heavily in front of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect School.

And those gazes directed at him.

The sect leader, the sect disciples, and even several young boys who had not yet grown up all saw him in his most disheveled state!

However, Li Qingshan actually possessed a cultivation level of ninety-nine. Even though he was filled with hatred, he couldn't immediately lead his men to regain face.

Just then, the palace doors slowly opened.

Bibi Dong entered the hall and, seeing Qian Xunji expression, softened her steps and asked:

"Teacher, you wanted to see me?"

Qian Xunji stared at her for a moment, then suddenly said coldly, "The good friends you've made outside have certainly broadened my horizons!"

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong's heart tightened. She had only heard that her teacher had returned from his trip, but she didn't know what had happened.

"Teacher, but Xiao Gang and the others...?"

Upon hearing the name Yu Xiaogang, Qian Xunji abruptly stood up and roared, "Even now, you're still thinking about him?!"

"If you hadn't insisted on associating with him, why would the Platinum Bishop have gone to pick you up? And why would all this have happened!"

Bibi Dong was stunned.

She thought the teacher wanted to question her about something, but she never expected to be met with such a accusatory reprimand.

But the disciple did not allow them to quarrel.

She couldn't help but explain, "Senior Li helped me Alchemy and hunt for Soul Ring, and he never asked for anything in return. If it were the bishop at that time..."

"Smack!"

Instantly.

A crisp slap suddenly echoed throughout the hall.

Bibi Dong was knocked to the side by the blow, staggered half a step, and raised her hand to hold onto the stone pillar beside her, her cheek burning with pain.

She slowly raised her head and looked at Qian Xunji standing in front of her, momentarily lost in thought.

Her teachers used to scold her.

But this is the first time I've ever done something like this.

Qian Xunji gazed at her reddened eyes, her anger still simmering, and continued:

"For every word I say, you offer ten excuses in their defense! Get back here! You are not to leave Spirit City without my orders!"

Bibi Dong's lips trembled slightly, and tears slowly rolled down her cheeks.

He then bowed his head, performed the greeting, and turned to leave the main hall.

The door closed, Bibi Dong slowly sat down at the table. She noticed that half of her cheek in the mirror was already red and swollen.

She raised her hand to touch it, and the pain made her fingertips recoil; tears streamed down her face even more.

"Teacher, you've never hit me before."

I just made a friend, why did things turn out like this?

She recalled the mornings they cultivated together by the river, and the boy who had begged for elixirs for her. After hesitating for a long time, she finally took out paper and pen.

"Xiao Gang, it's like seeing you in person."

She had only written a few words when a tear fell onto the paper. Bibi Dong quickly wiped it away, picked up a clean sheet of paper, and began to write again.

She wrote down what had happened after she returned, and when she got to the Qian Xunji started writing, her hand holding the pen paused for a long time.

Finally, an extra line of text appeared on the paper.

"I didn't know who else I could say these things to, so I thought of you."

After writing the letter, Bibi Dong looked at the unsealed envelope and realized that she had no idea where Yu Xiaogang was now.

But she knew where Yu Xiaogang's home was.

A moment later, she picked up her pen and carefully wrote on the envelope:

"Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, personally opened by Yu Xiaogang."

Bibi Dong carefully sealed the letter and prepared to have it delivered to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. In her opinion, as long as it could be delivered there, there would always be a chance that it would be handed over to them.