Chapter 119: with translation of chapter title

Purple lightning exploded like a blast, booming in the forest, a huge pit appeared beneath Qian Renxue and Yu Luomian's feet, and everyone around felt the ground beneath them sink slightly.

Qian Renxue had blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, she knelt on one knee, her left hand's long sword plunged into the ground, supporting her body.

Two purple soul rings coiled around her sword, her blond hair disheveled, she kept panting, she looked quite disheveled.

Yu Luomian stared in surprise at the two thousand-year soul rings on Qian Renxue's purple long sword.

"Not bad, I was wondering how a single ring could be so heaven-defying; it turns out you concealed your soul power level, a cautious good child, not revealing until the last moment, hahaha, a nine-year-old two-ring Soul Grandmaster, indeed born with full soul power, Grandfather really takes a liking to you more and more."

When Yu Yuanzhen arrived with two Soul Douluo elders in the forest and saw this strange scene, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clansmen surrounded Qian Renxue and Yu Luomian, the two looked as if they were engaging in a soul duel.

Yu Yuanzhen's body emanated azure soul power fluctuations, his figure instantly appearing behind Yu Luomian, "What are you all standing around for? Capturing a little girl and taking so long?"

But when Yu Yuanzhen turned his gaze to Qian Renxue, his eyes strangely shifted, "Huh? A two-ring Soul Grandmaster? Wasn't she just one-ring? What's with the sword in her hand? Twin martial souls?"

Yu Luomian, hearing Yu Yuanzhen's voice behind her, immediately burst out laughing, "Big brother, you don't understand; this little brat concealed her soul power level—she's actually rank twenty-six!"

"She isn't truly a twin martial soul, but it's close; that sword is the product of her beast martial soul undergoing tool soul transformation, now her first soul skill has changed, no longer the Thunder Dragon Head attached to her beast martial soul."

Yu Luomian extended the dragon claw that had just been nicked by her sword toward Yu Yuanzhen.

"Look, that slash just now even put a nick in my eight-stage dragon-transformed claw—what terrifying attack power; I can't wait to see her combat strength when she becomes a Title Douluo!"

Yu Yuanzhen suppressed his shock, his face solemn as he nodded slightly, muttering to himself:

"Beast martial soul tool soul transformation—that's the path Xiao Gang sought but could not obtain."

Then he waved his hand, telling Yu Luomian to scram, as he wanted to have a good heart-to-heart with his granddaughter.

"Okay, I understand, you step aside first, let me talk with Tianlin a bit."

Yu Luomian froze, then quickly grabbed Yu Yuanzhen's shoulder, saying, "Ah? That's not right, big brother; Tianlin is, after all, my granddaughter—this sort of thing I should handle, why do you need to personally intervene?"

"What does a Title Douluo stepping in mean? Don't cripple his granddaughter! This is my heart's treasure I just got back! Yu Yuanzhen glared at him, 'What do you mean your granddaughter? What relation does Tianlin have with you?! This is clearly my granddaughter!! Get lost!'"

"Huh?" Yu Luomian wore a question mark, "What are you saying, big brother? She's clearly surnamed Liu!! What relation does she have with you, Yu Yuanzhen?! Besides me, Yu Luomian, who else could be her grandfather?! How are you still snatching someone else's granddaughter? Yu Yuanzhen ignored Yu Luomian's expression; he had long since done whatever, back when he let him acknowledge or not acknowledge him."

Yu Yuanzhen looked seriously at the wary Qian Renxue before him, he silently pondered for a moment, then his tiger eyes slightly reddened, he spoke heavily:

"Tianlin, this is our first meeting as grandfather and granddaughter; Grandfather knows you've suffered grievances since childhood and are unwilling to trust the sect, but Grandfather guarantees you! If you're willing to return to the sect, from now on you will be the unshakable Young Sect Master of my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect!!"

"You are the granddaughter of Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect Sect Master Yu Yuanzhen! Regardless of whether we share blood relations, this is the case!!"

"Yu Tianheng and Yu Tianxin will henceforth be your left and right arms; once you become sect master, they will be your elders."

"The future belongs to you; Grandfather will let you vent the resentment in your heart, and once Grandfather finds out who abandoned you, he will certainly not spare them!"

Then Yu Yuanzhen flipped his wrist, and a left arm bone crackling with lightning, of extremely high integrity, appeared in his broad palm!

The quality of a soul bone depends not only on the age and type of the soul beast from which it is taken, but also on its integrity; the higher the integrity, the stronger the soul bone. The left arm bone in Yu Yuanzhen's hand is of extremely high integrity—it is not an ordinary forearm left arm bone, but a complete piece encompassing the wrist, forearm, all the way to the shoulder.

As soon as that left arm bone was produced, every Soul Master present except Qian Renxue felt an uncontrollable violent shudder in their hearts.

All around, greedy gazes were projected; whoever is a Soul Master, upon seeing a soul bone, who wouldn't feel desire?

Yu Luomian's face changed, his eyes locked tightly on the lightning-radiant soul bone in Yu Yuanzhen's hand, his longing evident; even as a Soul Douluo he possessed no soul bone on his person, he desired a soul bone of over fifty thousand years, while lower-grade soul bones exist in the sect, but Yu Luomian looks down on them.

Yu Luomian then said, "Big brother, this is absolutely out of the question! This is the soul bone your father left you! Tianlin has made no achievements yet—how could she take this soul bone! I fear there will be gossip within the clan."

This left arm bone is also one of the three inherited soul bones left behind by Yu Yuanzhen's father after his death, each being a top-tier soul bone of over fifty thousand years; when Yu Yuanzhen inherited the sect master position, he obtained all three.

Yu Yuanzhen absorbed only two; the third was originally reserved for breaking through a bottleneck later, but after Yu Tianheng, an innate ninth-level talent, appeared, Yu Yuanzhen planned to leave it for Yu Tianheng to absorb when he inherits the Young Sect Master position.

If Yu Tianheng proves unworthy, Yu Yuanzhen can still absorb it himself later.

But now the future Young Sect Master has changed, so this soul bone naturally should be passed to Tianlin.

Yu Yuanzhen ignored Yu Luomian, merely fixing Qian Renxue with a blazing gaze and said, "Tianlin, as long as you acknowledge me as your grandfather, this seventy-thousand-year Storm Thunder Left Arm Bone is yours; this soul bone's ability is a skill domain, and furthermore it amplifies the power of all the Soul Master's own attack skills by one hundred percent, including other soul bone techniques, lasting ten minutes."

Qian Renxue's face showed wavering, but inside she sneered, "Old dragon Yu Yuanzhen certainly has a trick up his sleeve; the old-generation artists are indeed extraordinary—now he appears sincere, producing the soul bone, but he's actually just digging a pit for her."

"If he truly wanted to give it to her, he wouldn't do it in front of all these eyes—isn't this deliberately putting her over a fire? This is a seventy-thousand-year soul bone; even if Qian Renxue looks down on this sub‑hundred‑thousand‑year trash soul bone, she can't deny that others consider it top‑notch; if she truly took it, everyone in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect would know a two‑ring Soul Master now possesses a top‑tier soul bone."

"She isn't Yu Yuanzhen; she can't intimidate the many scheming individuals in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect."

"If she truly wanted to take it, she'd have to wait until she and Yu Yuanzhen are alone; taking it now would force her to forever follow behind him to avoid being killed for the bone—this old coot is trying to bind himself to her with this method! Grandfather and granddaughter constantly together, would they still worry about lacking filial affection? Qian Renxue shook her head and coldly refused: 'I don't want to die mysteriously in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect over this soul bone; if I take it, unless I stick with you constantly, could I even survive?'"

A flicker of embarrassment crossed Yu Yuanzhen's face—what a little fox; such a great temptation and she doesn't fall for it, truly a formidable state of mind; even seeing this soul bone himself, he couldn't help but feel moved.

An aura as deep as an abyss and as strict as a prison erupted from Yu Yuanzhen, who roared, "Who dares? Tianlin, rest assured—with Grandfather here, no one dares harbor ill intentions toward you!"

Qian Renxue felt astonished; Yu Yuanzhen facing the siege of Title Douluo—this old coot isn't injured? And now he erupts with such vigorous dragon-like vigor? The bodies of Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Soul Masters are indeed extraordinary.

Then Yu Yuanzhen wore a wry expression as he put away the soul bone, "This isn't me refusing to give it; it's you, Tianlin, who don't want it!" He gave a bitter smile: "Since you don't want the soul bone, Tianlin, how can you be willing to forgive Grandfather and return to the sect?"

Qian Renxue silently cursed that the old thing collected it so quickly, then coldly said: "I have long-held grievances with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect; if I simply return with you, I won't feel relieved; since you are the sect master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, then take a strike from me—if I can wound you, you let me go; if I lose, I'll follow you back to the sect. Yu Yuanzhen, dare you wager with me?"

Yu Yuanzhen laughed heartily, appearing to consider Qian Renxue's interests: "Good, good, good—still Grandfather's Tianlin is clever; let's do that. Do you need to recover some soul power? Just in case, Grandfather will wait until your condition recovers before we fight, so you don't feel it's unfair."

"No need, let's start right away!"

Qian Renxue gripped the purple long sword, coldly staring at Yu Yuanzhen.

Yu Yuanzhen saw no self-abandonment in those eyes, only focus and confidence.

"Confidence? Where does she get that confidence? She actually intends to break through a Title Douluo's defense."

"What on earth is this child thinking?"

The afterglow of the setting sun gradually faded between heaven and earth, the sky slowly dimming.

The next moment, the chill on Qian Renxue's body suddenly turned into a powerful aura, a feeling as if she could dominate everything; her gaze became markedly more focused and condensed than before.

Yu Yuanzhen actually felt as if this child had only just begun to get serious, like a lion just awakening from sleep—any former laziness had vanished, replaced by an overwhelming, overbearing might.

Qian Renxue's gaze was terrifying, a feeling as if she were choosing someone to devour, the gaze of one spotting prey; even the flames of fighting spirit could be seen burning in her pupils—a two‑ring Soul Grandmaster actually harboring battle intent toward a Title Douluo, absurd, utterly absurd, yet the fact stands, leaving Yu Yuanzhen no choice but to believe it.

Then came a scene that shocked Yu Yuanzhen to his core: Qian Renxue thrust her purple long sword directly into her own chest.

"No——!!!"

"My dragon girl————!!!" But before Yu Yuanzhen could even begin to go mad, he discovered Qian Renxue seemed unharmed? "Oh——"

Then a resounding dragon cry rang from Qian Renxue's mouth; immediately, the lightning surrounding her body all turned golden, brilliant golden light flashing, a cluster of dazzling golden radiance condensing above her head.

Qian Renxue, standing at the center of the thunder, saw her dragon‑scale arm guards on both arms rapidly spread, in an instant covering her entire body; her aura also underwent an earth‑shaking change—a lofty pride and overbearing dominance, plus an indescribable might and kingly aura.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul was already quite formidable, but Qian Renxue now went a step further beyond the peak; that aura of supreme dominance actually made Yu Yuanzhen's Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul tremble with fear?! Yu Yuanzhen laughed like a madman, the last trace of worry in his heart completely vanished—this is absolutely his granddaughter!! Xiao Gang's martial soul, the Luo Three Cannons, is a failed product of mutation toward the Golden Holy Dragon; his Golden Triangle martial soul fusion technique forms an impure‑blooded Golden Holy Dragon.

Purple Electric Holy Light Tyrant Dragon, hahaha, is this the light attribute representing holy light? It can even transform into a Golden Holy Dragon!! No wonder it's golden-haired, no wonder it's golden-haired! The appearance change due to atavistic bloodline, hahaha—

The Golden Holy Dragon is actually just another name for the Holy Light Dragon.

Moreover, the holy light attribute is not purely a light attribute; it is a light attribute with a hint of divine attribute. The divine attribute is a special attribute surpassing ordinary attributes. Even the power of the Purple Electric Holy Light kirin that Qian Renxue obtained from Jun martial soul has only a deficient divine attribute, not complete.

On the Douluo Continent, the only martial soul Qian Renxue has seen that possesses a complete divine attribute is the Angel martial soul; this appears to be an exclusive attribute of the Angel martial soul, and also the strongest of the three attributes of the six-winged angel.

Perhaps the divine attribute is the fundamental reason why the Angel martial soul can be called a god-level martial soul.

Qian Renxue wanted to use the light attribute via the left arm bone of the Purple Electric Holy Light kirin, but she first had to strip away that hint of divine attribute; otherwise the soul power emanating from her body would not be pure gold, and she could not disguise herself as a Golden Holy Dragon.

So to save trouble, she is now using the extreme light-attribute aura generated by her own eight-winged Angel soul imprint.

Old geezer, have you ever seen extreme light attribute? Qian Renxue shouted coldly: "Overlord, Thunder Domain!"

A burst of gold light like raging waves shot out; the gold light consisted of streaks of lightning, and wherever it passed, gold suffused the air, fully covering a twenty-meter diameter radius, like a brilliant gold thunderball, filling the space around Qian Renxue.

Brilliant gold soul power light continuously overflowed and sparkled from Qian Renxue's body surface, dyeing the surrounding space a brilliant gold.

Huh? A self-created soul skill?

Yu Yuan Zhen's face showed astonishment as he stepped forward, activating his Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul; his sturdy body instantly covered in deep purple dragon scales, nine soul rings encircling his body.

His thick right arm, covered in blue-purple scales and flashing electric light, instantly slapped toward the golden Thunder Domain before him.

The originally twenty-meter-diameter brilliant gold sun suddenly expanded, completely engulfing the forest within a fifty-meter radius.

Holy shit, retreat!

Those who reacted immediately fled the blast center.

Brilliant gold and blue soul power light instantly illuminated the somewhat dim forest.

Boom—

Terrifying roaring mixed with piercing sound waves, as if making the entire space tremble.

In that roar, a brilliantly gold region formed an overwhelmingly oppressive light-thunder storm, like the most terrible natural disaster, ravaging for a full quarter of an hour before gradually dissipating.

Damn it! This little thing, coming to deceive, to sneak attack! Doesn't even know to go easy on Grandpa? Yu Yuan Zhen shockingly discovered that in that domain, his own lightning attribute was completely suppressed—how could this light-thunder attribute be so terrifying? This strange light-thunder attribute is the most terrifying he has ever seen in his life, bar none, and even needs to be completely distinguished from ordinary lightning attribute.

As the sky-wide smoke and dust settled, the remaining golden thunder domain was torn apart by a dragon claw wrapped in blue lightning.

As agreed to take Qian Renxue's strike, Yu Yuan Zhen honestly stayed in the golden thunder domain waiting for it to explode.

This Overlord, Thunder Domain is not the authentic version but Qian Renxue's imitation, castrated version; the main body of her Overlord, Thunder Domain is still constructed from purple lightning, with Qian Renxue merely adding a rich extreme light-attribute aura as a tint.

Yu Yuan Zhen looked no different from before entering the Thunder Domain, not even a hair out of place; he gave a slight smile, looked at Qian Renxue's indifferent expression, and then said: "Little Tianlin, are you convinced now? Want to learn? Hurry back to the sect with Grandpa, Grandpa will teach you!"

Qian Renxue curled the corner of her mouth into a faint smile: "No, it's me who won; feel your own right cheek."

Yu Yuan Zhen froze, then reached out to touch his own right cheek, and a smear of blood appeared on his hand.

A fine scar, as if sliced by a blade, appeared on his right cheek.

Yu Yuan Zhen's pupils contracted as he asked Qian Renxue: "A blade scar? Is that from the purple long sword you plunged into your body?"

Qian Renxue arrogantly lifted her chin, like a proud little phoenix.

No, I really was just trying to confuse you earlier; although I sheathed my blade, I still have blade intent present, merged into the Overlord, Thunder Domain; that light-thunder is merely a trick to fool you, while the blade intent hidden behind is my trump card—this isn't cheating, as blade intent fully fused into the Overlord, Thunder Domain also counts as a move.

Yu Yuan Zhen's face fluctuated between gloom and clear for a moment, then he put on a smile again and continued:

Good! Not bad for my good granddaughter Yu Yuan Zhen! Excellent! You've played around enough; now it's time to head home with Grandpa, right?

Qian Renxue's face changed dramatically as she stared at Yu Yuan Zhen with her watery eyes: "What going home? You! Yu Yuan Zhen! As a titled Douluo, do you still intend to break your promise?! Do you have no shame?!"

Yu Yuan Zhen laughed heartily: "The one who bet with you is Yu Yuan Zhen; what does that have to do with me, the Thunder Douluo? Yu Yuan Zhen? That name sounds familiar, but I've never heard of it."

He turned his head to ask the clansmen behind him: "Have you guys heard the name Yu Yuan Zhen?"

"No, we've only heard of the title Thunder Douluo." Yu Luomian added from behind in a snide tone.

"It sounds a bit familiar, but indeed I haven't heard of it."

Denials rose and fell in succession.

Yu Yuan Zhen exerted force with his feet, the ground instantly forming a large pit under him; the next moment he appeared behind Qian Renxue.

He reached out and slapped Qian Renxue's shoulder, and a powerful azure lightning burst forth.

Wuu—

Qian Renxue let out an involuntary sob, then her body went limp and fell backward.

Yu Yuan Zhen carefully embraced the precious little bundle in his arms and grinned.

Little girl, today Grandpa will give you your first lesson: on the Douluo Continent, whatever the strong say is right! In this bet, the winner is Grandpa, after all! Grandpa is a double win! Hahaha—

"Belonging to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, retreat! Take the young sect master back to the sect!"

What he didn't know was that, with her face buried in his embrace, Qian Renxue's mouth corner slowly curled into a smile.

Old geezer, this has nothing to do with me; it's you who's desperately trying to drag me to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, not that she herself wants to go—waa waa waa, she's just a poor little thing abandoned by her parents and just escaped from the hands of evil soul masters.

This isn't a double win, it's a triple win! I'm the one winning three times, hehe.

5400 brothers, I'm really at the limit these days—staying up late every day, I have no time to watch anime; I feel like I'm about to become depressed. Tomorrow, Saturday, going to the school's workshop should be a bit easier. I really want to go running—if I run a few laps, any negative emotions will feel much better. Alas, unfortunately at this time I can't leave the dorm. (End of chapter)