Liu Erlong, mutated martial soul of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus, transformed most lightning attributes into flame, making his martial soul a fire dragon. The fire attribute Wuhun gave him natural advantages in cooking—whether heating or steaming, using soul power properly created unmatched flavors.
Hearing noises from the forest, Liu Erlong feared the white horse might run away again and bully his beloved Subei or Xiao Wu. Without hesitation, he flew swiftly, stepping on a wooden vine.
Last time he returned to the academy, he nearly cooked white horse soup, shocking Subei and Xiao Wu, but he stopped himself just in time.
Xue Qinghe followed from the fairy tale house. The two remained impartial but saw Yu Yuanzhen and Yu Luomian carrying northern Jiangsu away from the forest.
"Those two old men again!" Liu Erlong's eyes burned with fury as he raised a knife, swinging it in a full circle, slicing a large tree.
"Yu Yuanzhen, Yu Luomian, my lady will never forgive you!" he roared, calves tensed, seven spirit rings swirling. A massive fiery dragon hovered behind him, Wuhun's true body attached. Flames withered everything they touched—Liu Erlong was now a fire dragon envoy.
"Big brother Groove! Erlong's caught up!"
"Don't panic. Erlong's realm isn't high enough to harm us. After we train these children to peerless powers, Erlong will thank us too late."
"Damn, brother, that sounds reasonable. But still…"
"Think carefully. Erlong, we took their child. In thirty years, we'll return two titled Douluo at your service!"
Yu Yuanzhen held Subei in his hand, with a crooked grin. Despite his devastation even with Subei's kisses, he was a Super Douluo and couldn't resist.
In the original story, Tang San became a god at twenty-five, unparalleled in talent, taking thirty years to become a Douluo number one. Who dares look down on that?
If the boy were a goddess, it would be no matter if he held him, but a smelly old man pushing on Subei's chest?
"How come you two are so unimpressed?" Subei murmured.
"This is your honor. So many want to worship us as teachers, we don't even look twice. It's your blessing!"
"We don't care!" Xiao Wu snapped. "If you're so strong, why fear our godmother? You just bully kids!"
"Kid, what do you understand? You don't know humanity. Ten Douluos alone are not enough for us to fight. We've been ashamed these years and avoided conflict."
"You're bragging."
Subei glanced with disdain at Yu Luomian. "If you don't want to fight my godmother, don't provoke us either. My godmother loves me most. If you take us away, she'll fight you hard."
"Besides, you can't beat ten Erlongs."
Northern Jiangsu spoke calmly, "The fusion martial arts formed by ten Erlongs is stronger than a Super Douluo. Are you a Super Douluo?"
Liu Erlong's fusion techniques with Flanders and Yu Xiaogang rival Title Douluo attacks. Ten warriors' fusion could be ten times stronger, though extremely difficult to execute, requiring exceptional coordination.
Yu Luomian's face flushed with embarrassment.
Yu Yuanzhen smiled brightly, "You know your stuff, kid."
"Of course! My teacher is the best prodigy in the world," Tang San said proudly.
"You're smart, talented—a true youthful leader!"
"Big brother, why are you starting to brag? You were so shabby as a teenager!"
Title Douluo speed could not match a Soul Sage, much less Liu Erlong, not yet a sensitive attack Soul Sage.
Yu Yuanzhen and Yu Luomian vanished with a smoke burst.
Liu Erlong chased with all his might, but they remained just out of reach.
"Damn it!"
A fist slammed into a tree trunk, leaving a dark mark.
"It's hard to guard against thieves day and night!"
He roared into the deep forest, "Yu Luomian, if you hurt my child, I'll make Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect a scourge on earth!"
"Vile!"
Though careful in arrangements to protect Subei with Soul King-level experts, he hadn't expected these old men's ruthlessness.
Breathless, Xue Qinghe caught up and asked, "Dean Liu, what's going on?"
Liu Erlong ground his teeth, eyes blazing, "My uncle and father abducted Xiao Bei and Xiao Wu."
"Abducted?"
Xue Qinghe frowned, bewildered by this messy family situation.
But to Liu Erlong, the scene was painfully familiar—as if Xiao Bei and Xiao Wu had been deceived by force.
Naturally, Xue Qinghe didn't know Subei came willingly and felt some guilt.
She could only pamper the children with time, food, and privileges lavishly, never holding back.
"Let His Royal Highness laugh."
Liu Erlong said, "Xiao Bei's appearance draws every woman's desire, but don't let His Royal Highness find out. Xiao Bei is also a rare talent. My uncle has devoted his life to Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect's future and won't let a potential child go."
"So it is."
Xue Qinghe's deep eyes remained calm—she knew Subei's talent well, having asked palace guards upon returning to Tiandou City.