Above the Heaven Dou Great Soul Arena.
Sensing the heaven-piercing Sword Intent below, a Blue-Purple Divine Dragon poked its head out from the clouds and roared downward.
"Stop!"
The audience inside the arena, hearing the dragon's roar from the sky, looked up and were shocked to discover a majestic divine dragon. Many were startled, fearing that a true dragon Soul Beast was attacking the city!
Only a few who had been fortunate enough to see that person before knew who had arrived.
Xue Ye watched the divine dragon in the sky. Although he was surprised that even this person had come, he had already handed the matter over to Martial Soul Hall and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, so he simply waited for the outcome.
After shouting, the divine dragon in the sky rapidly shrank to human size, transformed into a bolt of lightning, and headed toward the source of the Sword Intent.
Just as Chen Xin heard the shout from above, the next instant, he sensed a wild, violent, and formidable Soul Power rapidly approaching them from the outside.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The newcomer descended directly from the sky, shattering the ceiling above Yun Ming's head and appearing before everyone in a savage, violent manner.
Chen Xin released his white sword qi to protect the others, cutting off the dust and the terrifying pressure of the newcomer's Soul Power. He said calmly.
"Brother Yu, it has been many years. I trust you have been well!"
Hearing Chen Xin's greeting, the man amidst the dust also surged his Soul Power, blowing away the dust to reveal his true appearance.
He was a robust-looking old man, eight feet tall, with a burly build, dressed in a Black-Silver Armored Robe. He had long black hair and a face that looked quite ordinary compared to Chen Xin's, bearing some resemblance to Yu Xiaogang. However, his eyes, which flickered with lightning from time to time and carried endless majesty, were completely different from Yu Xiaogang's.
This person was none other than the current patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family and the only Titled Douluo of the Yu Family, the Thunder Douluo, Yu Yuanzhen.
After Yu Yuanzhen landed, an afterimage also emerged from the hole in the ceiling and landed beside Tang San.
Seeing the newcomer, Tang San said in pleasant surprise.
"Great-uncle."
The man nodded with a smile; he was the Agility Clan Leader, Bai He.
Seeing the tall back blocking in front of him, Yu Xiaogang let go of all the worry and insecurity in his heart. The person he had sought, his heaven-supporting, earth-upright father, had finally arrived.
When Yu Xiaogang realized that the attitude of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was wrong, he knew that today would be difficult to resolve. Therefore, he had asked Xiao Wu to go to the Strength Clan land to notify Bai He to hurry and fetch reinforcements.
As for who the reinforcements were, it was naturally his tough and overbearing old father, Yu Yuanzhen. Who else could he have asked for? Bibi Dong or Tang Xiao? Impossible; asking those two was unrealistic.
Bibi Dong was too far away, and asking the Agility Clan Leader Bai He to invite the Martial Soul Hall Pope Bibi Dong to save the son of her teacher's killer—Yu Xiaogang still had enough brains not to do something that was more likely to cost him his life than save it.
As for Tang Xiao, Yu Xiaogang felt he had no certainty. Not to mention whether Bai He would even go to the Clear Sky Sect, just the fact that the Martial Soul Hall Platinum Bishop Salas was watching here made it impossible to let the reclusive Clear Sky Sect leader appear openly before the higher-ups of Martial Soul Hall. It would be like handing a handle to Martial Soul Hall, fearing the Clear Sky Sect was living too comfortably! Yu Xiaogang didn't know if he could convince him. If he didn't manage to invite him, it would just be a waste of time.
So! Only a father is good in this world! Even if he, Yu Xiaogang, smeared the family's reputation and lost face outside, his father loved him after all.
Yu Yuanzhen looked at Chen Xin and Ning Fengzhi behind him, and spoke.
"Trust I have been well?"
"I sensed Brother Chen's sword qi locking onto my son the moment I arrived. I fear that if I had arrived one step later, 'well' would have turned into 'unwell'!"
Ning Fengzhi understood the turbulent waves hidden beneath Yu Yuanzhen's calm words and stepped forward to respond.
"Sect Leader Yu has misunderstood. Uncle Chen is not locking onto Grandmaster Yu, but someone else."
Yu Yuanzhen looked at the elegant and gentle Ning Fengzhi and said flatly.
"Is that so? Then I wonder if Sect Leader Ning can tell me who Brother Chen is locking onto!"
Ning Fengzhi said.
"The young man beside Grandmaster Yu, Tang San."
Yu Yuanzhen glanced at Tang San. On the way over, Bai He had already told him about the relationship between Tang San and him; Yu Yuanzhen should be considered Tang San's grand-master. But the problem was, if Chen Xin wanted to kill Yu Xiaogang, he as a father would naturally have to intervene, but if it were Tang San, that would be a different matter.
If the Martial Soul was not a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, he, Yu Yuanzhen, would not care. Moreover, he had to carefully consider whether he should intervene in someone Chen Xin wanted to kill personally.
Seeing Yu Yuanzhen's calm-as-water gaze toward Tang San, Yu Xiaogang sensed his father's thoughts and hurriedly spoke to Yu Yuanzhen.
"Father, they are deliberately setting a trap for your grand-disciple, hoping to eliminate a genius with Twin Martial Souls. You must stand up for your grand-disciple!"
He knew what kind of person his father was, so he needed to give Yu Yuanzhen a reason to protect Tang San. Although Tang San's Martial Soul was not a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, the talent of Twin Martial Souls should be enough to make his father take action.
Hearing that Tang San had Twin Martial Souls, Yu Yuanzhen's eyes showed more interest; Bai He hadn't told him about this. If that were the case, he could acknowledge such a talented grand-disciple.
Yu Yuanzhen continued to ask Ning Fengzhi.
"Then I wonder what my grand-disciple has done to make Brother Chen want to take action personally?"
Seeing Yu Yuanzhen's posture of wanting to see this through to the end, Ning Fengzhi felt vigilant and recounted what Tang San had done today.
"Tang San today..."
After listening, Yu Yuanzhen said without changing his expression.
"Then does Sect Leader Ning have evidence to prove it?"
Ning Fengzhi smiled and took out the testimonies of Yun Ming and the others, as well as the record of the incident as stated by Tang San, and handed them to Yu Yuanzhen.
"Naturally, these are the witness testimonies and Tang San's confession."
Yu Yuanzhen took them, flipped through them twice, and looked at Ning Fengzhi.
"Just these?"
Ning Fengzhi's smile faded slightly as he addressed Yu Yuanzhen.
"Is this not enough?"
Yu Yuanzhen responded.
"Enough? Naturally, it is enough! However."
As he spoke, lightning surged across Yu Yuanzhen's hands, reducing all the testimonies and transcripts to ash. He glanced at Ning Fengzhi and Salas before continuing.
"There is no need for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect or Martial Soul Hall to trouble themselves with the mistakes of my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."
Watching Yu Yuanzhen's actions, Ning Fengzhi's expression turned completely cold. The items themselves were not very important—they were just testimonies, and he could easily have them rewritten—but he found Yu Yuanzhen's attitude deeply displeasing.
Ning Fengzhi reminded him in a flat tone.
"Sect Leader Yu, you are likely overthinking this. Tang San is a possessor of the Clear Sky Hammer martial soul; your sect cannot accommodate him."
Yu Yuanzhen: "???"
A descendant of the Clear Sky Sect?
Upon learning this news, Yu Yuanzhen's brows furrowed tightly. He cast a sidelong glance at Yu Xiaogang and asked in an unfriendly tone.
"Is what Sect Leader Ning says true?"
Yu Xiaogang felt the full force of Yu Yuanzhen's fury, but Tang San was his only hope, and he was determined to protect him at all costs. Yu Xiaogang replied in a flustered manner.
"Father, Little San does indeed possess the Clear Sky Hammer martial soul, but he is the son of Tang Hao, not a member of the Clear Sky Sect. There is no reason he cannot join my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!"
Hearing that Tang San was actually the son of Tang Hao, Yu Yuanzhen felt dizzy with rage at Yu Xiaogang. He was the nephew of the Clear Sky Sect leader, Tang Xiao—who would believe he wasn't a member of the Clear Sky Sect? Who would dare to believe it?
Furthermore, being the son of Tang Hao meant he was destined to be at odds with Martial Soul Hall. Taking him in meant facing Martial Soul Hall head-on, and in Yu Yuanzhen's eyes, Tang San's value had instantly dropped to zero. While Yu Yuanzhen did not fear Martial Soul Hall, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan did; the Clear Sky Sect was a cautionary tale, still keeping their mountain sealed to this day. That Yu Xiaogang would dare to take on a disciple without even considering such things made him want to beat this rebellious son to death.
Ning Fengzhi spoke up again.
"Does Sect Leader Yu still intend to interfere in Tang San's affairs?"
Hearing Ning Fengzhi's words, Yu Yuanzhen wanted to say 'I don't care anymore,' but the words wouldn't come out. If he were to back down and retreat now, not only would he lose all personal face, but he would also bring shame upon his sect. Yu Yuanzhen declared.
"And what if I say I still intend to interfere? What will Sect Leader Ning do then?"
Ning Fengzhi raised his right hand, and a Seven-Story Glazed Pagoda appeared as he spoke earnestly.
"This sect has been entrusted by the imperial family to investigate this case. If anyone dares to obstruct us, we will have no choice but to use our final resort!"
Seeing Ning Fengzhi's stance, Chen Xin allowed his sword aura to manifest once more.
Seeing Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin attempting to threaten him with force, Yu Yuanzhen let out a cold laugh. His temper flared, and the reservations he had felt moments ago vanished.
He had never feared the Pope of Martial Soul Hall in his entire life; he certainly wasn't going to put up with this from Ning Fengzhi.
Lightning surged across Yu Yuanzhen's body, and the sound of dragon roars echoed from within him. He spoke coldly.
"Then let's try it. It just so happens that Brother Chen and I haven't crossed blades in a long time. We might as well have a spar."
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