Inside the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
Yu Longyue had a dream.
In the dream, he found himself in a chaotic space, surrounded by gray mist that his gaze could scarcely penetrate. Suddenly, a deafening dragon roar rang out, shaking the entire space.
He looked up and saw two enormous dragons fighting fiercely in the air. One was golden from head to tail, its scales shining brilliantly in the sunlight. Its majestic form radiated the dignity of a king.
The other was a purple-blue dragon covered in lightning. Every twist of its body was accompanied by flashes and thunderclaps, brimming with violent power.
The two dragons fought with extraordinary ferocity. Relying on his immense strength and majesty, the Golden Dragon seemed to have barely gained the upper hand. He seized the Thunder Dragon with a massive claw, trying to make it submit. Unwilling to be outdone, the Thunder Dragon let out an earth-shaking roar and unleashed a burst of astonishing power, pinning the Golden Dragon beneath it.
Yet only moments later, the Golden Dragon seemed to fly into a rage out of humiliation. He flipped over again and grappled with the Thunder Dragon.
Yu Longyue swallowed. Seemingly realizing he was in a dream, he grew bold in the confidence of his skills and ventured a suggestion:
"Say, how about you two stop fighting and just live together in peace?"
As soon as he spoke, the two dragons stopped fighting and turned to look at Yu Longyue.
But the next moment, he woke up.
Yu Longyue jerked upright in his bed, drenched in sweat.
The fourth layer of the Golden Dragon King Seal had broken...
The immense power of the Golden Dragon King Bloodline instantly spread throughout his body, improving his attributes in every respect. His stomach began to rumble. He was hungry again.
Sensing this subtle change, Yu Longyue was dumbfounded.
Over the past three years, he had naturally absorbed the third layer of the Golden Dragon King with ease.
But he had originally planned to put off absorbing the fourth layer until he was fifteen!
"What was that dream about? How did it break my seal just like that?"
With the fourth layer of the Golden Dragon King Seal gone, Yu Longyue was utterly baffled by the dream he had just had.
Simply put, that Thunder Dragon had to be his Martial Soul, while the Golden Dragon was the Golden Dragon King.
But wasn't the Golden Dragon King a part of the Dragon God? How had his Martial Soul managed to suppress the Golden Dragon King, even for a short time?
Yu Longyue was stunned. What had happened in that dream had shaken his understanding.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon was indeed a true dragon, and one of the stronger ones at that, but there was no way it could be so absurdly powerful as to pin the Golden Dragon King, a part of the Dragon God, beneath it and beat him up for a while...
Yu Longyue shook his head, then rubbed his stomach.
Forget it. He would deal with his hunger first.
"Young sect master, are you awake?"
Uncle Song appeared outside Yu Longyue's room at just the right time.
"The sect master has been waiting for quite a while. I noticed something unusual happening to you earlier, so I didn't wake you. Did you have a nightmare?"
"Not really. I suppose it was a good dream." Yu Longyue stretched.
It wasn't as though he could tell the truth and say his Martial Soul and bloodline had gotten into a fight.
Uncle Song gave Yu Longyue a concerned look and nodded. "As long as you're all right, young sect master. The sect master is waiting for you in the main hall. He said he has an important matter to discuss."
"All right, Uncle Song. I'll wash up and come over." As he spoke, Yu Longyue began straightening his clothes.
Uncle Song nodded slightly and turned to leave, giving Yu Longyue time to get ready.
Yu Longyue quickly washed up, then left his room and headed for the main hall.
When he reached the hall, Yu Longyue saw his father, Yu Qitian, talking to an elderly man seated in the sect master's chair. The moment Yu Qitian saw him, he turned and pulled him over.
"Dad, I caught your grandson and brought him back."
To his surprise, the old man's eyes widened. He pointed at Yu Qitian's nose and scolded him. "You little brat, let go of him this instant! If you so much as hurt a hair on my grandson's head, I'll hold you accountable!"
Seeing his grandfather speak up for him, Yu Longyue immediately broke into a delighted smile. He pushed his father's hand away, ran to the old man's side, and complained pitifully:
"Grandpa, Dad's always hitting and scolding me. You have to rein him in and stop him from bullying me all the time."
"Wait, you..." Yu Qitian was about to say something, but Grandpa silenced him with a glare, leaving him no choice but to drop it.
"I'll stand up for you. With me here, he can't bully you." Grandpa snorted and gave Yu Qitian a threatening look. "Why have you been so strict with Xiao Yue all his life? If you ask me, Xiao Yue ran away from home entirely because of you, you little brat."
"What's wrong with being a Soul Ancestor at thirteen? Wasn't he better than you were at thirteen? You were only level 43 then. If you scold him for not being good enough, aren't you saying the same about yourself?"
Yu Qitian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Dad, you know his talent is much better than mine... You can't compare the goals each of us was expected to achieve."
"Besides, your grandson is already a level 50 Soul King. That's why I brought him home to pick out a Soul Spirit before sending him to Shrek."
Grandpa was surprised and turned to look at Yu Longyue, but he still shot back, "Don't give me that. You're already level 99, yet you're acting like your talent wasn't good enough. You demand so much of your son, so why don't I see you holding yourself to the same high standards?"
Yu Qitian simply stopped talking.
Yu Longyue, meanwhile, put on a hurt expression and pleaded with his grandfather. "Grandpa, can I not go to Shrek?"
His grandfather was older than both his lives put together, so there was nothing wrong with acting spoiled. He wasn't embarrassed, either. He just had to play the part.
Besides, his grandfather was a big shot among big shots.
He was a Level 99 Limit Douluo and a Four-Word Battle Armor Master, with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon as his Martial Soul. He was the previous patriarch and sect master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Yu Xingwen, known as the Holy Dragon Douluo.
Then there was Old Song's father, the butler in charge of attending to Yu Qitian. He was also a Level 99 Limit Douluo, though only a Three-Word Battle Armor Master.
So, strictly speaking, his family had a full three Limit Douluo.
His second uncle fell a little short, at only Level 98.
That was also why he was the crown prince of Douluo Continent. His family deservedly stood among the strongest of the hidden clans.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon had always cooperated with Shrek in secret, and the clan headquarters were right there in Shrek City.
In the original story, when that Godslayer-Rank Nuclear Bomb came down, not only was Shrek destroyed, but the clan also suffered a devastating blow.
"That won't do, Xiao Yue. Your father's generation chose not to become Sea God Pavilion Master, so when it comes to your generation, you must take the position." Grandpa let out a long sigh and affectionately stroked Yu Longyue's head. "So going to Shrek is non-negotiable. Barring any surprises, the position of the next Sea God Pavilion Master will be yours."
"Shoulder your responsibility to the clan, and you'll be a true man. Become Sea God Pavilion Master and avenge your great-uncle."
At the mention of this, Grandpa's expression shifted, but he forcibly held himself in check in front of his grandson.
"Yes, Grandpa. I'll avenge Great-Uncle." Yu Longyue had nothing left to say. It seemed he was going to Shrek no matter what.
"Hehe, good boy." Grandpa's kindly face showed none of the bearing of a peerless expert; he was simply a good grandfather who cared for his grandson. His deeply wrinkled hand trembling slightly, he took several black steamed buns from his pocket and offered them to Yu Longyue.
"Honestly, you ran away from home for six years after getting angry with your dad. Grandpa hardly got to watch you grow up, and that's a real regret. These were your favorite when you were little, so I brought you a few."
Yu Longyue froze. "Grandpa, I can't eat these. They're yours..."
"Oh, my teeth aren't good enough to chew them anymore. Can't I have my good grandson help me finish them off?" Grandpa pressed them into Yu Longyue's hands. "Eat more. They'll help you."
Yu Longyue looked at the food that resembled black steamed buns. This was the most nutritious stuff there was, and even Grandpa only received this much each month.
"Then I'll eat them."
At Grandpa's urging, Yu Longyue had no choice but to steel himself and eat the food that belonged to him.
Yu Qitian watched from below, his face full of helplessness, then looked at Uncle Song, who was watching the show from the side.
"As the old saying goes, once there's a little one, the older one is no longer loved. Sigh..."