Three days is enough time for a storm to sweep across the entire Douluo Continent.
In the teahouses and restaurants of Heaven Dou City, the scandals of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan were being discussed everywhere.
Withholding resources from his children, assassinating rivals, embezzling public funds and colluding with the Spirit Hall —each and every one of these crimes was thoroughly exposed, with even the details vividly described.
The aristocratic circles were the first to boycott the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
Families that had previously cooperated with them terminated their contracts one after another, and officials of the Heaven Dou Empire also submitted petitions demanding a thorough investigation of Yu Yuanzhen.
The message reached the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, causing an immediate uproar.
The collateral relatives were already dissatisfied with Yu Yuanzhen's favoritism towards the direct descendants, and now that the evidence was conclusive, their anger was even greater.
Several elders who had long been suppressed by Yu Yuanzhen seized the opportunity to unite and openly question Yu Yuanzhen's leadership abilities at the sect assembly.
Yu Yuanzhen sat in the sect leader's seat, his face ashen. He slammed his hand on the table, and the hard mahogany table instantly cracked in two.
"Nonsense! It's all rumors! Who's framing me behind my back!"
He roared, his eyes sweeping over the elders below, only to find that many of them were avoiding his gaze.
His heart sank. He had indeed done these things, but he had hidden them extremely well. How could they have all been uncovered so suddenly?
What enraged him even more was that Tang Yuehua publicly stated that Yu Yuanzhen was morally flawed and that from now on, Moonlight Pavilion would no longer accept any disciples from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
Unless Yu Yuanzhen steps down personally.
This is tantamount to cutting off the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's path to raising offspring and forcing them to step down.
Yu Yuanzhen, but he was at a loss for what to do.
The more he tried to explain, the more guilty he seemed. The rift within the family was widening.
On the other side, in a separate courtyard in Heaven Dou City.
Gu Wuchen was sitting at the stone table, flipping through the notes for the Ice God Third Trial.
Ah Yin quietly brewed tea, while Bo Saixi leaned back in her deck chair, basking in the sun.
" Young Master Gu, Crown Prince Xue Qinghe of the Heaven Dou Crown Prince requests an audience."
A maidservant hurried over to report.
"Let him in." Gu Wuchen said without even looking up.
Soon, Qian Renxue strode in, her face beaming with undisguised smugness.
" Gu Wuchen, how did I do?"
She walked over and sat down opposite Gu Wuchen, raising an eyebrow.
"The entire continent is now cursing Yu Yuanzhen, and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan is in complete chaos."
I've also taken care of Tang Yuehua. She's publicly severed ties with Yu Yuanzhen, and now Yu Yuanzhen is all alone.
Gu Wuchen closed the book, looked up at her, and a faint smile appeared on his lips:
"Great, even better than I expected."
"That's natural."
Qian Renxue raised her chin, even more smug.
"I can handle anything personally. But then again, is a bottle of blue violet perfume too good for you?"
Gu Wuchen smiled, picked up his teacup, and took a sip:
"Don't worry, you'll get your share of the benefits. After this is all over, a snow-white jade and gold-threaded dress—is that enough?"
Qian Renxue's eyes lit up; this was worth far more than a bottle of perfume.
"It's a deal!" she said immediately. "Should I add fuel to the fire and force Yu Yuanzhen?"
"No need." Gu Wuchen shook his head. "It's almost done. The rest is up to Yu Luomian."
"Can Yu Luomian alone?"
Gu Wuchen smiled and said, "I already helped him break through to the Titled Douluo. Besides, his visit can facilitate a deeper cooperation with the Gu Clan."
"The sect's interests come first; do you think those people would refuse?"
Qian Renxue was stunned for a moment, and the smugness on her face instantly turned into shock.
"You actually helped Yu Luomian break through to the Titled Douluo?"
A storm raged within her.
Titled Douluo are the pinnacle of the continent; countless geniuses are stuck at level 89, unable to advance an inch in their entire lives.
Gu Wuchen actually helped someone break through their limits without hesitation; this completely overturned her understanding of the world.
She looked at Gu Wuchen with a mixture of curiosity and inquiry in her eyes. Just how many more tricks did this man have up his sleeve?
"That's natural."
Gu Wuchen said calmly.
"These are all methods; if used well, they can achieve twice the result with half the effort."
Yu Yuanzhen thought he was safe now that he held the Titled Douluo, but little did he know that Yu Luomian had broken through to the Titled Douluo.
Qian Renxue snapped out of her daze, her eyes lighting up:
"Should we go check out the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan? I'd really like to see what it's like for Yu Yuanzhen to be deserted by everyone."
Gu Wuchen turned to look at Bo Saixi and Ah Yin:
What do you think?
Bo Saixi sat up and stretched. "Since I'm just killing time anyway, I might as well go see what's going on."
Ah Yin nodded, "I'll listen to Young Master Gu."
Gu Wuchen smiled, took out four snow-white bamboo hats from his Storage Soul Tool, and handed them over:
"Put it on. This straw hat has a certain camouflage quality; we can observe from the shadows."
Qian Renxue took the bamboo hat; it was icy cold to the touch, clearly not an ordinary item.
She couldn't help but exclaim in amazement:
"This is really good stuff!"
"Hmm." Gu Wuchen put on a bamboo hat, covering most of his face. "Let's go. If we go now, we can make it in time for the sect assembly."
Qian Renxue quickly put on her bamboo hat, secretly marveling at how Gu Wuchen seemed to have an endless supply of good things. Cooperating with him this time had definitely been a profitable venture.
After the four of them finished packing, they quietly left the courtyard and sped off towards the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
soon,
The four of them followed the rugged mountain path behind the mountain and landed silently on the eaves of the roof outside the sect assembly square.
Their faces were obscured by straw hats.
The plaza was packed with disciples and elders of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, all eyes fixed on the high platform.
Yu Yuanzhen stood before the sect leader's throne, his face ashen and terrifying.
He pointed at the noisy crowd below and roared:
"Enough! Those are all rumors! Someone is deliberately framing me! Trying to make me give up my position as sect leader? Impossible!"
"Besides me, who else in this sect is Titled Douluo? Without me, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan would have been swallowed up by other sects long ago! Who among you dares to sit in this position?"
His voice carried the imposing aura of Titled Douluo, and the square instantly quieted down.
Many disciples looked fearful and instinctively lowered their heads.
Seeing this, Yu Yuanzhen felt somewhat relieved.
He knew that as long as he, the Titled Douluo, remained, no one would dare to truly rebel.
Just then, a figure slowly stood up from the crowd.
"Sect Leader, it's time for you to abdicate."
Yu Luomian's voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly throughout the entire square, "This seat should be mine."
The entire audience erupted in uproar.
Everyone turned to look at Yu Luomian, their faces filled with disbelief.
No one expected that he would be the first to dare to publicly challenge Yu Yuanzhen.
Yu Yuanzhen for a moment, then flew into a rage, pointing at Yu Luomian and shouting:
" Yu Luomian! How dare you! Who gave you the audacity to say such a thing!"
His eyes were icy cold, his killing intent palpable.
Yu Luomian is nothing more than a Soul Douluo, yet he dares to covet the position of sect leader; he's practically courting death.
On the eaves, Qian Renxue couldn't help but chuckle softly:
"Here it comes, here it comes, the show's about to begin!"
Gu Wuchen crossed his arms, gazing calmly downwards without saying a word.
"Sect Master, who told you I'm Soul Douluo?"