Ah Yin chuckled, her eyes full of mockery:
"That's just what you think. What did he sacrifice for me? Did he hide me in a dark, sunless cave for over a decade, or wait for me to be sacrificed to you? Young Master Gu saved my life and gave me a new life. You and Tang Hao only think about using me."
Tang San clutched his aching chest, tears mingling with blood streaming down his face, filled with grief and indignation.
"No! That's not true! Mother, wake up! He's lying to you!"
He struggled to rush forward, but was tightly entangled by Ah Yin's Blue Silver vines and could not move.
The chill from the vines stung his skin, but it was nothing compared to the pain in his heart.
Liu Erlong frowned, unable to bear watching this farce any longer.
She looked at Yu Xiaogang and said in a deep voice, " Xiaogang, take him away. The matter is already clear; there's no point in making a scene any longer."
Yu Xiaogang felt a pang of heartache seeing his disciple's distraught state.
He sighed, stepped forward, and took Tang San's arm. " Little San, let's go."
"I'm not leaving!" Tang San roared, violently shaking off his hand. "I'm taking my mother with me! She's my mother! Why should she go with Gu Wuchen!"
His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a madman, completely deaf to anything being said.
Liu Erlong's face darkened, and he stopped talking nonsense.
She strode forward, raised her hand, and delivered a precise chop to the back of Tang San's neck.
Tang San's body went limp, and he instantly fainted.
Yu Xiaogang quickly reached out to catch him, his face full of helplessness as he looked at his unconscious disciple in his arms.
He nodded to Gu Wuchen and Ah Yin, said nothing more, picked up Tang San, and turned to leave the courtyard.
The courtyard gate creaked shut, and the courtyard finally returned to silence.
The broken teacup shards and Tang San's dropped Hidden Weapon pouch on the ground proved that the farce had indeed happened.
Liu Erlong scratched his head somewhat awkwardly. "I'm sorry, Young Master Gu, you must have found this amusing."
"It's nothing," Gu Wuchen said calmly. "We'll continue waiting for the Yu Luomian."
Soon, a figure appeared at the courtyard gate; it was Yu Luomian.
He looked travel-worn, clearly having rushed over immediately after receiving the message.
" Erlong, what's the matter that you called me here for? Why are you in such a hurry?"
Yu Luomian asked while wiping his sweat, his gaze sweeping across the courtyard. When he saw Gu Wuchen, his expression changed instantly.
He quickly composed himself, clasped his hands in a fist and bowed to Gu Wuchen:
"Greetings, Young Master Gu! I didn't expect to find Young Master Gu here. My apologies for my rudeness."
Gu Wuchen smiled faintly and raised his hand in greeting:
"Senior Yu, you're too kind. I've called you here today because there's something important I'd like to discuss with you."
Yu Luomian's heart tightened.
He knew Gu Wuchen's style all too well; anything that could get the eldest young master of the Gu Clan to personally intervene was definitely no small matter.
He quickly sat down on the stone bench, leaning forward slightly, adopting a posture of attentive listening:
" Young Master Gu, please speak. As long as it's within my power, I will not hesitate."
Gu Wuchen picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and got straight to the point:
"Senior Yu, do you want to become the patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?"
Yu Luomian was startled, and almost dropped the teacup in her hand.
He abruptly looked up at Gu Wuchen, his eyes filled with shock and wariness. " Young Master Gu, what... what do you mean by this?"
His heart was pounding.
The position of sect leader was something he had dreamed of for decades.
But Yu Yuanzhen has extremely high prestige and the strength of Titled Douluo, so he simply has no chance.
Gu Wuchen's sudden mention of this matter surprised and puzzled him.
Gu Wuchen put down his teacup, his tone calm yet carrying an undeniable authority:
"My meaning is simple: I can help you break through to the Titled Douluo and become the sect leader. The price is that from now on, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan must submit to the Gu Clan."
"What?!"
Yu Luomian suddenly stood up, her face filled with disbelief.
He stared intently at Gu Wuchen, thinking he had misheard.
Breaking through to the Titled Douluo? That was his greatest ambition in this life!
He had been stuck at level 89 for a long time and had long thought that he had no hope in this lifetime.
Gu Wuchen actually said he could help him break through to a higher level?
Liu Erlong was also stunned.
She knew Gu Wuchen wanted to help her father rise to power, but she never expected Gu Wuchen to offer such astonishing terms.
Breaking through to the Titled Douluo.
This is incredible; it's like achieving instant success.
Yu Luomian abruptly sat back down on the stone bench.
His heart was pounding, and his face was full of conflict.
The allure of becoming Titled Douluo was too great for him to resist.
Ke Yu Yuanzhen is the eighteenth generation patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and a level 95 Titled Douluo, whose strength is unfathomable.
Gu Wuchen looked at him and spoke calmly:
"What's your decision? Do you want to become the sect leader, break through to the Titled Douluo, and bring glory to your ancestors, or spend your whole life as a mediocre Soul Douluo, watching Yu Yuanzhen suppress you until you die of old age?"
"There are only so many Titled Douluo in the Douluo Continent. Since I dare to say it, I can definitely help you achieve it."
Yu Luomian took a deep breath, looked up at Gu Wuchen, her eyes full of doubt:
" Young Master Gu, but Yu Yuanzhen... he's a level 95 Titled Douluo, with extremely high prestige within the family. We're no match for him at all."
"That's not difficult." Gu Wuchen picked up his teacup, his tone calm. "Why would I be afraid of a level 95 Titled Douluo?"
"To tell you the truth, I've already made arrangements. Before long, Yu Yuanzhen will be too busy taking care of himself to concern himself with family affairs. That will be your opportunity."
Liu Erlong also chimed in, offering his advice:
"Father, Young Master Gu keeps his word. You've been stuck at level 89 for so many years, don't you want to advance further?"
"As long as I can become Titled Douluo, what does it matter if I have to submit to the Gu Clan? It's still better than being suppressed by Yu Yuanzhen for the rest of my life."
As Yu Luomian's daughter, she would definitely support her father in expanding and strengthening his business.
Yu Luomian looked at Gu Wuchen's determined gaze, then glanced at her daughter.
He gritted his teeth, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.
His biggest regret in life was that he failed to break through to the Titled Douluo and become the sect leader.
The opportunity is right in front of him; he can't let it slip away.
"Okay! I promise you!"
Yu Luomian's face was solemn.
"If Young Master Gu can help me break through to the Titled Douluo and become the sect leader, I, Yu Luomian, swear that from this day forward, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan will follow the Gu Clan's lead!"
Gu Wuchen nodded in satisfaction:
"Very good, don't worry, I'll give you a chance right now. When Yu Yuanzhen is too busy to take care of himself, you can bring up this matter in public and demonstrate your power Titled Douluo."
Yu Luomian nodded repeatedly; he couldn't wait any longer.
Without saying much, Gu Wuchen took out a Immortal Herb that was entirely blue-purple with lightning-like patterns on its leaves and put it in his hand.
"This is Thunder Pattern Dragon Saliva Grass. You only need to swallow it to break through your bottleneck."