The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Submitted!!

Yu Xiaogang looked at Yu Yuanzhen.

"Father."

Yu Yuanzhen ignored him.

Submission was already the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's only choice.

He could not offend Qian Daoliu again for a useless man who had been expelled from the clan.

Yu Xiaogang looked at Liu Erlong next.

She stood beside Qian Daoliu.

Her fitted black dress hugged her full waist.

A small white flower adorned her pinned-up black hair.

Qian Renxue had personally given it to her.

Liu Erlong did not look at him.

She was straightening Qian Daoliu's sleeve, which the mountain wind had stirred.

Her slender fingers brushed over the golden fabric, slowly smoothing out a crease.

The two stood very close.

When Liu Erlong raised her face, her red lips were only inches from Qian Daoliu's shoulder.

Yu Xiaogang's hands gradually clenched.

"Erlong."

"Are you really going to watch him humiliate me like this?"

Liu Erlong turned around.

"You're the one refusing to kneel."

"Senior is merely making you recognize your place."

The color continued to drain from Yu Xiaogang's face.

"Do I mean even less to you than a stranger now?"

Liu Erlong moved a step closer to Qian Daoliu's side.

"You and I are strangers to begin with."

"Yu Xiaogang, I've already made myself very clear."

"We were over the day you left me."

Yu Xiaogang looked at her.

"You waited for me for so many years."

"How can it be over just because you say so?"

Liu Erlong frowned slightly.

"I waited for you before because I hadn't seen you clearly."

"You knew perfectly well that I was at Blue Tyrant Academy, yet you kept refusing to come see me."

"When you needed my help, you showed up in front of me with the people from Shrek Academy."

"You never considered what I wanted."

She raised her hand and linked her arm through Qian Daoliu's.

Her black sleeve pressed against the Golden Robe.

"Senior helped me see all of this clearly."

"My staying by his side now has nothing to do with you."

Yu Xiaogang stared at their linked arms.

"You two have already..."

Liu Erlong did not evade the question.

"That's right."

"I'm already his woman."

The Square fell silent again.

Yu Yuanzhen raised his eyes to Liu Erlong.

The clan disciples had heard those words too.

Liu Erlong's expression was calm.

She did not conceal her relationship with Qian Daoliu.

Yu Xiaogang took half a step back.

"How could you do this?"

"You once said you would only ever love me."

Liu Erlong looked at him.

"I also said I would wait for you at Blue Tyrant Academy."

"But you made me wait all these years."

"Now I don't want to wait anymore."

Yu Xiaogang opened his mouth.

He could find no words to refute her.

Qian Daoliu raised a finger.

Golden divine power settled on Yu Xiaogang's shoulders.

Bang!

His knees slammed into the stone bricks of the Square.

Cracks spread outward from beneath his knees.

Yu Xiaogang braced both hands against the ground.

The intense pain quickly brought sweat to his brow.

"Qian Daoliu!"

Qian Daoliu looked down at him.

"Whose name are you calling?"

Even greater pressure descended.

Yu Xiaogang's arms could no longer support him.

His forehead pressed against the shattered stone bricks.

The rank-twenty-nine soul power within him was completely sealed.

Luo Sanpao emerged behind him on his own.

The plump, pale-purple soul beast had barely landed before he lay flat at Qian Daoliu's feet.

He tucked in his limbs, not daring to raise his head.

A few hushed remarks came from around the Square.

"That's his martial soul?"

"How could a martial soul like that appear in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?"

"Rank-twenty-nine soul power. He's not even as good as the clan disciples who've just come of age."

Yu Xiaogang heard those words, and his face flushed red.

In the past, he could still use martial soul theory to defend his dignity.

Now he could not even preserve his last shred of dignity.

Qian Daoliu glanced at Luo Sanpao.

"A trash martial soul."

"And your soul power is stuck at rank twenty-nine."

"What makes you think you can make decisions for the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?"

Yu Xiaogang's forehead remained pressed against the ground.

"No one can match my understanding of martial souls."

"My soul power level cannot represent my worth."

Qian Renxue stood on her grandfather's other side.

She looked at Yu Xiaogang, prostrate on the ground.

"Your theories came from Spirit Hall's book collection."

"After organizing that material, you called it your own research."

"Does that count as your worth too?"

Yu Xiaogang's body went still.

"Those theories underwent my verification."

Qian Renxue asked:

"How much did you verify?"

"Spirit Hall's records from years ago already stated that plant martial souls could absorb the soul rings of animal soul beasts."

"The age limits on the soul rings that soul masters can absorb were likewise knowledge countless soul masters paid for with their lives."

"You merely read that material."

"When did it become your theory?"

Yu Xiaogang could not answer.

The things he took the greatest pride in were exposed one by one by Qian Renxue in front of everyone from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

He had no powerful martial soul.

He had no talent for cultivation.

The so-called theories had not been discovered by him either.

Without these things, he was merely a rank-twenty-nine Soul Grandmaster.

Liu Erlong looked down at him.

Why had I ever fallen for someone like him?

Back then, Yu Xiaogang had been a man of few words.

She had taken that for steadiness.

He had not dared to face their relationship.

She had found excuses for him.

Looking at it all again now, Liu Erlong only felt that she had wasted far too much time.

Qian Daoliu withdrew his divine power.

Yu Xiaogang still lay on the ground.

He had already lost all feeling in his legs.

Qian Daoliu turned to Yu Yuanzhen.

"He is no longer a member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?"

Yu Yuanzhen lowered his head.

"He hasn't been for a long time."

"Then let him stay here."

Yu Yuanzhen's expression changed slightly.

"How do you intend to deal with him?"

Qian Daoliu said:

"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has people clean the Thunder Pool every day."

"Have him do it from now on. I will leave a brand within him. His life and death will be mine to decide."

Yu Xiaogang jerked his head up.

"I won't go!"

The Thunder Pool lay at the sect's highest point.

Within it, the power of thunder left behind by generations of Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon soul masters had accumulated.

Those who cleaned the Thunder Pool had to haul away ore shattered by lightning every day.

That was work only the clan's menial servants did.

If he stayed there, he would have to endure the ravages of thunder day after day.

Yu Yuanzhen glanced at him.

"Starting today, you are responsible for cleaning the Thunder Pool."

"If even one piece of thunderstone is missing from your daily haul, you will not be allowed to eat."

Yu Xiaogang looked at his father.

"You're going to treat me this way too?"

Yu Yuanzhen closed his eyes.

"This is the price of staying alive."

"The clan has already borne far too much humiliation because of you."

"If you are unwilling to stay, then leave the sect."

Yu Xiaogang turned to look at the mountain gate.

Qian Daoliu had not blocked his path.

But he did not dare leave.

Flender was already dead.

Zhao Wuji and Ma Hongjun were dead too.

Shrek Academy no longer existed.

If he left the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, he would not even have a place to stay.

Yu Xiaogang lowered his head.

"I'll go to the Thunder Pool."

A Family Steward came to his side.

The steward took out a set of coarse gray clothes and threw them on the ground.

"Put these on."

"Outsiders aren't allowed to wear clan attire at the Thunder Pool."

Yu Xiaogang looked at the servant's clothes.

Black ash that had not been washed clean still stained the hem.

In the end, he reached out and picked up the clothes.

Liu Erlong withdrew her gaze.

There was no longer a ripple in her heart.

Qian Daoliu took her slender hand.

"Let's go."

Liu Erlong nodded.

"All right."

Golden divine power rose from the center of the square.

A spatial passage slowly opened.

Qian Renxue took her grandfather's arm first.

Liu Erlong followed on his other side.

The three stepped into the spatial passage.

Yu Xiaogang remained kneeling where he was.

He looked up at Liu Erlong's retreating figure.

Even as the golden light vanished completely, she never looked back.

Spirit City.

The rear courtyard of the Worship Hall.

The setting sun fell across the lake.

Liu Erlong sat at the edge of the waterside pavilion.

She had already changed out of the fitted black dress she had worn during the day.

A burgundy gown wrapped her mature figure.

Its neckline tapered down from her snowy shoulders, revealing her delicate collarbones.

The skirt flared from her knees.

Her long, beautiful legs rested together.

She wore no shoes.

Her fair, jade-like feet dipped into the lake.

Ripples gently washed over her slender ankles.

Liu Erlong looked down at the tips of her toes.

A few small golden fish swam nearby.

She lifted her feet slightly.

Crystal-clear droplets slid down the fair tops of her feet and fell back into the lake.

Footsteps sounded behind her.

Liu Erlong did not turn around.

"You're back."

Qian Daoliu came to her side.

"How long have you been waiting?"

"Not long."

Liu Erlong drew her legs back.

Her damp, jade-like feet settled on the pavilion's wooden boards.

She reached for the shoes beside her.

Qian Daoliu caught her ankle first.

Liu Erlong stopped moving.

"You haven't dried them yet."

Qian Daoliu picked up a clean cloth.

He cradled her right foot and slowly wiped the water from its top.

Liu Erlong watched his movements.

A blush gradually spread over her fair cheeks.

"I can do it myself."

"Stay seated."

She did not move again.

Qian Daoliu wiped her slender ankle, then dried the droplets on her rounded heel.

Liu Erlong's toes curled slightly.

When the cloth brushed across her sole, she instinctively drew back a little.

Qian Daoliu looked up at her.

"Ticklish?"

Liu Erlong pressed her red lips together.

"I'm just not used to it."

"Weren't you used to it last night either?"

Her cheeks grew redder.

"Last night was different."

Qian Daoliu dried her other foot for her.

Liu Erlong leaned forward.

The burgundy neckline slipped down slightly with her movement.

A broad expanse of fair skin caught the sunset.

Her full curves pressed against the thin fabric.

She picked up her embroidered shoes but did not put them on at once.

"Yu Xiaogang should have reached the Thunder Pool by now."

"Still thinking about him?"

Liu Erlong raised her eyes.

"I was just wondering why I waited for him for so long before."

Qian Daoliu set down the cloth.

"Do you regret it?"

"I do."

She reached out and wrapped her arms around Qian Daoliu's waist.

Her voluptuous body pressed into his embrace.

"I regret not meeting you sooner."

Qian Daoliu lifted a hand to her waist.

The burgundy gown was very thin.

Even through the soft fabric, he could still feel the warmth of her slender waist.

Liu Erlong lifted her face.

"Senior."

Qian Daoliu looked at her.

"You called me by my name last night."

"Qian Daoliu."

She said it again.

Her red lips drew closer as she spoke.

Their breaths mingled.

Liu Erlong closed her eyes.

Her arms slid up along the Golden Robe and encircled Qian Daoliu's neck.

The kiss lasted a long time.

The lake outside the pavilion gradually turned gold and red.

Liu Erlong rested in Qian Daoliu's arms.

Her breathing had not yet fully steadied.

Her burgundy gown had already slipped off one shoulder.

Her snowy shoulder rested against Qian Daoliu's chest.

Qian Daoliu adjusted her neckline for her.

"It's windy outside."

Liu Erlong shook her head gently.

"I'm not cold."

Her bare feet rested on the edge of Qian Daoliu's robe.

Her fair toes pressed down on its golden hem.

"Are we still going back to the Worship Hall tonight?"

"You don't want to go back?"

Liu Erlong looked behind the pavilion.

A small building stood there beside the lake.

The maids had already tidied the room.

A bed, soft quilts, and lamps were all ready.

"Let's stay here tonight."

Qian Daoliu asked:

"Are you ready?"

Liu Erlong nestled her face against his shoulder again.

"If I'm here waiting for you, then I'm ready."

Qian Daoliu bent down and lifted her into his arms.

The burgundy skirt draped over his arm.

Her long, fair legs left the wooden boards.

Liu Erlong did not put on her shoes.

Holding both embroidered shoes in her hands, she wrapped her arms around Qian Daoliu again.

"Don't let anyone see."

Golden divine light enveloped the entire pavilion.

The perceptions of the maids and guards by the lake were cut off.

Qian Daoliu carried her into the small building.

The door closed behind them.

Liu Erlong placed her embroidered shoes beside the bed.

Her snowy, jade-like feet crossed the soft carpet.

She went to the bronze mirror and raised a hand to remove the jade hairpin from her hair.

Her long black hair cascaded down.

The little white flower also fell into her palm.

Liu Erlong placed the flower on the table.

Through the bronze mirror, she looked at Qian Daoliu behind her.

"I've kept wearing the flower the young mistress gave me."

"It suits you very well."

Liu Erlong turned around.

Her loose black hair set off her snowy skin.

The burgundy gown hugged her bust and waist, displaying her mature figure in full.

She raised both hands.

"Help me untie it."

Qian Daoliu came up behind her.

The thin ties at the back of her gown were slowly undone.

Freed from its fastenings, the fabric slid down her fair shoulders.

Liu Erlong held it against her chest.

She turned and leaned into Qian Daoliu's embrace.

"The lights are still on."

Qian Daoliu raised his hand and swept it through the air.

The lights in the room went out one by one.

The bed curtains slowly fell.

The wine-red dress dropped beside the bed.

A pair of fair, jade-like feet slipped beneath the brocade quilt.

Liu Erlong wrapped her arms around the person beside her.

"You're not allowed to leave first tonight."

"All right."

Outside the window, the lake water gently lapped against the shore.

Golden divine light sealed the doors and windows.

Only late into the night did the small building grow quiet again.

Morning sunlight fell across the lake.

Qian Daoliu walked out of the small lakeside building.

Liu Erlong followed beside him.

She had changed into a long black dress, and her loose hair had been pinned up again.

The little white flower was still tucked beside her jade hairpin.

Qian Renxue was already waiting in the Waterside Pavilion.

Today, she wore gold-and-white Training Clothes, with the Angel Holy Sword hanging at her waist.

Seeing the two emerge, she set the breakfast she had prepared on the table.

"Grandfather."

"Let's eat first."

Qian Daoliu came over and sat beside her.

Liu Erlong took a seat on the other side.

Qian Renxue ladled out a bowl of meat congee and placed it before her grandfather.

Then she looked at Liu Erlong.

"You look well."

Liu Erlong straightened the hem of her dress.

"I rested very well last night."

Qian Renxue nodded lightly.

She picked up a pastry and began eating it in small bites.

Footsteps sounded outside the Waterside Pavilion.

Snake Lance Douluo came to the lakeside and bowed.

"Great Enshrined."

"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has sent people here."

Qian Daoliu set down his jade bowl.

"Who?"

"Yu Yuanzhen has brought them here personally."

Snake Lance Douluo continued:

"They also brought something."

"Yu Yuanzhen said it was the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's supreme treasure."

Qian Renxue raised her eyes.

"Their supreme treasure?"

"Let him in."

Snake Lance Douluo turned and left.

A short while later.

Yu Yuanzhen arrived in the rear courtyard with two clan elders.

None of the three released their Martial Souls.

Each wore a blue robe.

One of the elders held a black jade box in both hands.

Yu Yuanzhen came before the Waterside Pavilion and knelt on one knee.

"Your subordinate, Yu Yuanzhen, pays his respects to the Great Enshrined."

The two elders knelt after him.

"We pay our respects to the Great Enshrined."