(Chapter Title: Jun Yi's Advice, Next Stop, Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan )
The golden dragon vanished, transforming into a speck of light that merged into Jun Yi's body. His eyes were indifferent as he slowly walked to Sword Douluo, grabbed Sword Douluo's collar with his left hand, and lifted him up, coldly saying, "You didn't hear me clearly? I'll say it again, Sword Chen Xin, what are you being so arrogant about?"
At this moment, Sword Douluo had no power to resist. Jun Yi grabbed him by the neck with his bare hands. His face was red and he couldn't breathe. He struggled to speak, but blood kept gushing from his throat, and he couldn't utter a single word.
Meanwhile, Bone Douluo was also extremely exhausted. The aura released by the golden dragon had directly suppressed his Martial Soul. This was the pressure from the Dragon Clan bloodline, which made his Martial Soul unable to muster any will to resist. Although he was Titled Douluo and the Bone Dragon's rank was not low, he still seemed powerless when facing the Golden Sacred Dragon.
He was unaware that he was actually facing Soul Spirit made from the Divine Soul of the Light Dragon King. Even Golden Sacred Dragon had to prostrate itself before the Dragon King of its own race.
"Let him go, or else..." The young Ning Fengzhi stood there, gritting his teeth and glaring angrily at Jun Yi, but he could do nothing.
Jun Yi raised an eyebrow, turned his head, glanced at the expressionless young man Ning Fengzhi, and said with a sneer, "Are you trying to plead for him?"
Before Ning Fengzhi answer, Pope Bibi Dong's voice came from inside the study, "Enough. Giving him a lesson is enough. After all, Xiao Dong will be staying here for a while. Killing him will cause a lot of trouble."
Upon hearing this, Jun Yi looked down at the Sword Douluo whose collar he had grabbed and slowly said, "You're very lucky this time. Someone pleaded for you, so I'll spare your life. Get lost!"
A powerful force suddenly burst forth, and Sword Douluo's body was instantly thrown out, drawing a graceful arc in the air before crashing onto the steps outside the door. With a "plop," he spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.
Then Jun Yi slowly walked to the side of the young Ning Fengzhi and said slowly, "Do you know, no matter how cunning or scheming a person is, when facing an enemy many times stronger than you, you will find that you are still so fragile and so powerless. Everything you do is in vain."
After saying this, Jun Yi turned around and walked towards the desk. His footsteps echoed in the quiet study. With his back to Ning Fengzhi, he continued, "When you encounter an even stronger opponent, the only person you can rely on is yourself. Oh, I forgot, the highest you can break through to in your lifetime is Soul Saint, and the highest you can reach is level 79."
After making a sarcastic remark to Ning Fengzhi, Jun Yi stopped in his tracks and called out directly into the study, " Sister Dong'er, I'll wait for you outside. I don't really like the air here."
"Um."
Upon hearing Pope Bibi Dong's reply, Jun Yi emitted a dazzling light and vanished from his spot in the next second. His movements were so fast that even Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo hadn't reacted before Jun Yi was gone.
At this moment, Sword Douluo struggled to his feet, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his head, and revealed a trace of resentment in his eyes.
His right fist clenched so tightly that the bones creaked and groaned. "Damn it, I'll never let you get away with this. One day, I'll tear you to pieces!"
"Cough cough..."
He coughed violently twice, blood gushing from his mouth and nose. It felt as if all the bones in his body were about to crack, and the pain nearly drove him to the brink of collapse. However, the hatred deep in his eyes burned even more fiercely.
Bone Douluo rushed over to help him up and then took him for treatment. The young Ning Fengzhi was no longer as composed as before. After all, he was only 16 years old and had never seen much of a big scene.
Inside the study, Bibi Dong sat in a chair, gently rubbing her forehead. Her slender, white fingers tapped rhythmically on the chair. Looking at Ning Fengzhi, whose steps were somewhat flustered, she slowly said, "I plan to leave Xiao Dong with your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect for a while. I hope that during this time, your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will treat her well. Also, you must not leak any information about her to the Spirit Hall, otherwise..." She paused, Bibi Dong icy gaze sweeping over Ning Fengzhi. "Do you understand?"
"I understand." Ning Fengzhi forced a smile.
Then Bibi Dong slowly stood up, walked to the inner room of the study, and withdrew the Soul Power she had set up. There she saw the young girl Bibi Dong chatting happily with Xu Rong'er.
" Xiao Dong, I'll be leaving now. You stay here and rest well, and spend more time with Xu Rong'er," Pope Bibi Dong said to the young girl Bibi Dong.
"So soon? Okay, sister, Rong'er and I will see you off."
"No need, Jun Yi has already left. I just came to say goodbye. Be good here, okay? Don't make Rong'er angry, understand?" Pope Bibi Dong gently stroked the girl Bibi Dong's head and said with a smile.
"Okay, sister."
Pope Bibi Dong smiled and nodded, then looked deeply at Xu Rong'er, " Rong'er, I'm entrusting Xiao Dong to you during this time."
Xu Rong'er returned a polite smile, "It's alright, sister. Dong'er is my good sister; it's what I should do."
"In that case, I'll be leaving."
On the other side, outside the outer gate of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Jun Yi's heart was filled with complex emotions. Although today's battle with Sword Douluo seemed to be a one-sided massacre, Jun Yi was not feeling very good. After all, he had vented his resentment towards Sword Douluo forty years in the future onto Sword Douluo forty years in the past. In fact, Jun Yi knew that doing so was indeed somewhat inappropriate, but he just couldn't control his desire for revenge.
Just then, Bibi Dong arrived at his side. " Xiao Yi, are you alright?"
" Sister Dong'er, I'm fine. Where do we go next?" Jun Yi replied.
"You and Sword Douluo fought so intensely just now, it made me itchy to join in. How about you come with me to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?" Pope Bibi Dong asked Jun Yi.
"You wouldn't be thinking of..."
"I will clear away all obstacles for Xiao Dong's future. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan is my first target, followed by the Clear Sky Sect. Do you want to come with me?"
Bibi Dong revealed her true purpose, which precisely confirmed Jun Yi's guess.
Jun Yi nodded without hesitation and shrugged. "Of course I'll go with you. Right now, I can't leave Sister Dong'er at all. Wherever you go, I'll go."
(End of this chapter)