"Then wouldn't Brother Yue be able to get into the legendary Shrek Academy with ease?"
Xie Xie, who had been watching the show from the side, looked at Yu Longyue with envy written all over his face.
"He definitely can. He's already far surpassed the entrance requirements." Gu Yue glanced at Xie Xie. "A Soul Ancestor who's almost ten, with four Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings, and a True Dragon Martial Soul, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon. If even that isn't enough to get in, then that's just too..."
At that thought, Gu Yue began to consider the matter seriously.
Should I turn all my Soul Rings into ten-thousand-year ones too?
"It's fine. I believe you'll both be able to get into Shrek Academy in three years too." Yu Longyue looked at Xie Xie and Tang Wulin with a smile. "Neither of you lacks talent."
"Are you going to Shrek too?" Gu Yue asked abruptly.
Yu Longyue paused, then said, "Because of my family, I have no choice. And the clan's disciples have to keep a low profile and stay out of trouble."
"Is it because the Spirit Hall destroyed your sect twenty thousand years ago?" Hearing those rules, Xie Xie suddenly understood. "No wonder the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan hasn't made any big moves in recent years. There was one big shot on the Douluo Continent forty or fifty years ago who also had the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul. He had all the major powers on edge, sending chickens flying and dogs jumping. Brother Yue, do you know him?"
The corner of Yu Longyue's mouth twitched at the question.
Of course I know him.
Not only do I know him, he's my dad.
Yu Longyue took the opportunity to change the subject. "We've finished eating, Xie Xie. Come on, since you've called me brother, how could I do that title justice without giving you a few pointers?"
Xie Xie's face lit up. It's finally happening.
After leaving the shop, they found a deserted open area. Yu Longyue gave Xie Xie a thorough beating and also told him in advance the true essence of the agility attack system that he would later comprehend in the original story.
With powerful Spiritual Power, he really could do whatever he wanted. He could still remember things from so long ago.
And so, even after being beaten into a pig's head, Xie Xie still had to thank Yu Longyue.
I really did improve. Big Brother is awesome!
After that day, Yu Longyue returned to his old, regular routine.
He trained under Uncle Song in the morning, went to the company in the afternoon, stopped by the café to see Gu Yue before dinner, and spent the evening eating, drinking, and having fun. When he got tired, he went straight to sleep.
Meditation was out of the question. He would never meditate in this lifetime.
Even so, Yu Longyue's cultivation kept shooting up, except... it was rising too slowly.
Later, Huo Yuhao and the others represented Eastsea Academy at the Skysea Alliance and won the championship, making a name for first-year Class Zero and spreading its fame across the four seas.
Yu Longyue did not participate. To him, the competition was like an adult bullying children, and there was no fun in it. Even so, the Spirit Pagoda placed him first on the Young Genius Ranking.
The Spirit Pagoda had created many rankings, among them the Continent Influential Figures Ranking, a list specifically for Soul Masters, established to promote the development of the Soul Master World and encourage Soul Masters to improve themselves. It was divided into several rankings.
The main list was called the Douluo Continent Influential Figures Ranking. It had a hundred places and recorded the hundred most powerful Battle Armor Masters. First place naturally belonged to the current Sea God Pavilion Master, Yun Ming.
The requirements for the Young Genius Ranking were strict. Candidates had to be under eighteen and were evaluated on multiple factors, including talent, strength, secondary profession, and Soul Power Level. There were only thirty places in all.
Yet Yu Longyue, who had not even fought a real battle, was placed first on the Young Genius Ranking by the Spirit Pagoda. Clearly, it wanted the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, which had not appeared on the Douluo Continent for a long time, to restore its former prestige.
Such high-profile attention was no good thing for the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, so it involved another struggle between big shots.
That had nothing to do with Yu Longyue, though. His father was handling it, and seemed to have even gone to the Spirit Pagoda Headquarters to meet with the pagoda master.
Life went on, peaceful and happy. Yu Longyue spent three years eating, drinking, and having fun.
Yu Longyue, who had just celebrated his thirteenth birthday in Eastsea City, was now facing the problem of the century.
It was a question of being utterly suppressed by bloodline.
A problem where talking back was unfilial, fighting back was also unfilial, and running away was still unfilial.
That was right. Yu Longyue's dad had come straight to Eastsea City and shown up at his door.
A Level 99 Limit Douluo, a Four-Word Battle Armor Master, possessor of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul, patriarch and sect master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and a super-tough guy ranked second on the Douluo Continent Influential Figures Ranking, behind only Yun Ming.
Heavenly Dragon Douluo, Yu Qitian.
His generation happened to have Qi as the second character in their names, so Yu Longyue's grandfather had named his father Qitian, while his second uncle was named Yu Qidi.
To this day, Yu Longyue had never figured out his grandfather's thought process, but he could tell the man was terrible at naming things.
Yu Longyue had no time to think about anything else, however. Yu Qitian stood before him, glaring at him with a face full of anger as he scolded:
"I gave you three years, and this is how you let me down?"
"Three years! Three whole years! You were level 43 three years ago, and now you're only level 48?!"
"Your Uncle Song told me everything. These past three years, if you weren't eating or sleeping, you were playing and amusing yourself. You haven't cultivated one bit!"
Furious that Yu Longyue had failed to live up to his potential, Yu Qitian pointed a finger at his nose and berated him.
"With talent this good, you spend all day fooling around instead of cultivating. Do you think you're doing that talent justice? Huh? If you'd cultivated properly and normally, you'd have jumped all the way to Soul Emperor by now. How would you still be this lousy Soul Ancestor?"
"Being a Soul Ancestor at nine made you impressive. Still being one at thirteen makes you a piece of shit, a lump of mud that won't stick to the wall!"
"Then what was your minimum expectation, Dad?" Yu Longyue raised an eyebrow, his bearing no less imposing, but offered no excuses.
He had not cultivated, and that was that.
It was also a fact that he was only level 48 now.
Although being level 48 at thirteen still made him an outstanding genius-even his father had not reached that Soul Power Level at his age-
His father had seen how talented he was and therefore set a very high target. No matter how one looked at it, gaining only five levels in three years was far too disappointing.
"At the very least, you should be a Soul King. What, can you manage that?" Yu Qitian's face was full of contempt.
"Sure. Wait a moment, Dad."
Yu Longyue nodded, sat down cross-legged on the spot, and began to meditate for the first time in a long while.
Yu Qitian was amused to see him cultivating just like that.
"You're at death's door, and clutching at Buddha's feet at the last minute won't do you any good. It's not like you can reach Soul King right now, right in front of me..."
Before he had finished speaking, Yu Qitian watched as Yu Longyue, who had only just started meditating, rose one level to level 49 in no time at all.
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Then another minute passed, and Yu Longyue went straight to level 50...
"Huh?"
Yu Longyue slowly stood up and raised his face, looking at Yu Qitian, whose mouth hung open. "I've met your minimum expectation. Also, I evolved the first Soul Spirit you gave me into a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Spirit on the Spirit Ascension Platform. A Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Spirit only provides four Soul Rings, so next you'll have to take me home and pick out a better Soul Spirit for me before I can count as a Soul King."
Yu Qitian rubbed his eyes.
"Wait... weren't you just level 48?"
"Yep."
"How are you level 50 now?"
"Yeah. Isn't it easy?" Yu Longyue was puzzled, looking just like one of those legendary exam masters who could easily score a hundred but insisted on controlling their scores to get the minimum passing mark of sixty every time.
"Oh, right, there's this card too."
Yu Longyue handed Yu Qitian a card.
"Three years ago, you gave me two million. Now I've built up a business, and there are two hundred million on this card, not counting the other assets. So, how about it? I turned two million into two hundred million, so I've passed the clan's test too. And the company is growing by the day. In another ten years or so, it should reach a scale of a hundred billion Federation Coins."
"You little prodigy, you really deserve to die." Yu Qitian gritted his teeth, reached out, grabbed his precious son by the neck, and shook him. In front of his own son, he had none of a sect master's bearing. "With talent this good, all you do all day is play, play, play, play, play!"
"Mmph, mmph, mmph-" Yu Longyue could not speak with his father gripping his neck.
Yu Qitian gave an angry snort and let go. "If I had your talent, I'd become a god and create my own Divine Realm right away, just to show you. I can't let you keep lazing around, boy. You want to play, do you? Fine, fine, fine. From now on, I'll let you play to your heart's content!"
Yu Longyue immediately sensed trouble, but Yu Qitian's big hand shot out, seized him by the back of his collar, and hauled him up.
"First I'll throw you back home. With your current Spiritual Power and physical strength, picking a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Spirit shouldn't be a problem. Then I'll personally throw you into Shrek and let you play to your heart's content. I guarantee you a happy, wonderful childhood!"
This time it was Yu Longyue's turn to say, "Huh?"
I'm going back to the clan to inherit a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Spirit right now? Seriously?
"Enough nonsense. We're doing it now!"
Uncle Song, who had been standing silently to the side, watched the scene and smiled knowingly.
The sect master and young sect master really do get along well.