Chapter 137

Yu Yuan Zhen revealed a brilliant smile, smiling like a child.

He panted slightly, as if having some difficulty breathing; the arm holding Qian Renxue from behind grew weaker and weaker, so Yu Yuan Zhen simply let go of Qian Renxue.

He staggered back two steps and fell to the ground with a thud; as the air seemed a bit cold, Yu Yuan Zhen tightened the blue banner behind him a little.

「No need to mind me. 」

Yu Yuan Zhen shouted to stop Qian Renxue's approach, yet a flash of lightning appeared in his eyes.

A resounding dragon's roar sounded.

The illusory figure of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon reappeared behind him, its nine soul rings dimly undulating slowly.

The nine soul rings all lit up, then merged with the illusory Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon behind him into Yu Yuan Zhen's body.

His body, riddled with wounds, suddenly transformed into a blue-purple ancient dragon over thirty meters tall, terrifying lightning once again spreading around the dragon's body.

But the next moment, the blue-purple ancient dragon heavily fell from the air, two ferocious golden sword marks on its chest; he struggled a few times, then climbed up again.

With heavy steps he walked onto the high platform of the hall, where the walls had been sliced open by Qian Renxue's Angel's Holy Sword, revealing a deep, dark sea caused by the night.

The dragon's splendid seat had already been shattered in the earlier battle.

But he didn't care, merely continuing toward the high platform.

A blue-purple ancient dragon lay prostrate on the shattered high platform; this was his throne, and even though it was completely broken, it remained his throne.

Because what occupies this place is a dragon.

He is the proudest dragon, unwilling to die in such a miserable way even in death.

Now he is not a pitiful grandfather stabbed in the back by his beloved granddaughter, but a dragon fighting the enemy with all his might.

He is strong, facing death calmly, proud—dragon!

"Roar——!"

Yu Yuan Zhen raised his head to the starry sky and let out a long howl; suddenly the whole hall trembled, a brilliant pillar of light shot up from Mount Fulu, and the sect's main hall is built on Mount Fulu.

Another exquisite and beautiful ice crystal crown floated above the ancient dragon's head; the crown was largely intact, only slightly damaged at the edges, it is the true core of the True Dragon Soul Bone, and also the strongest of the True Dragon Nine Crowns—the Snow Jade Crown.

A left arm soul bone emitting violent lightning also appeared before Qian Renxue; it is one of the three strongest soul bones passed down from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, and also a soul bone Yu Yuan Zhen had kept without absorbing—this was originally meant for his most beloved dragon daughter.

He never expected to give it to her under these circumstances.

Yu Yuan Zhen wearily lifted his eyelids; his huge pupils mirrored Qian Renxue's silhouette like a mirror, and his hoarse voice reached her ears.

"Go do what you want to do, let Tianheng come to inherit it."

"Only a dragon soul master with a spirit of sacrifice can gain the Snow Jade Crown's approval; even if you obtain it, you cannot use its power—it is not suitable for you."

Although he will die afterward, having a dragon daughter inherit his power, later a dragon son will also inherit his crown.

The decline of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect is only temporary; his two children represent the true dragon, the sect will not be completely cut off, it will continue onward and even flourish in later ages.

Because his rebellious dragon daughter has already begun to love him, even if she loves only a dead old dragon, this affection will also be reflected in Tianheng and in the rebuilt Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

He is an irrational dragon, yet also the most outstanding sect master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

Yu Yuan Zhen's head slowly lowered, heavily striking the high platform; he died maintaining the dragon's form, the two soul bones within his body emitting a faint azure glow.

Yu Yuan Zhen never said Qian Renxue couldn't take his soul bones, but Qian Renxue understood that these two bones were also heirlooms the old coot left for Yu Tianheng; perhaps ordinary soul bones are useless to her, or perhaps for some other reason she didn't touch the soul bones in Yu Yuan Zhen's dragon corpse.

As for that Snow Jade Crown, Qian Renxue indeed doesn't need it that much; the Snow Jade Crown is the true core of the True Dragon Soul Bone, unlike other broken fragments, it may conceal the true dragon soul.

Otherwise, the Snow Jade Crown's usage wouldn't have so many restrictions; only a dragon soul master with a spirit of sacrifice can activate it—plainly, one must gain the dragon soul's approval, and Qian Renxue has no such spirit of sacrifice.

She took the True Dragon Soul Bone fragment essentially to increase the limit of the Angel's Skull; if she also absorbed the Snow Jade Crown, her disguise soul skill would likely be altered by that dragon soul into a life-consuming ultimate move—what to do? Although she has the life attribute to exploit bugs, she doesn't lack strong attack skills, so it's not worth the loss.

Qian Renxue doesn't want to later complain, "The disguise soul skill was working fine, why did you change it?"

She silently gazed at Yu Yuan Zhen's motionless dragon corpse, stroking the little green head peeking from her wrist, and spoke softly:

"See? That is the dragon you wanted to transform into."

"Go become such a proud dragon like him."

Qian Renxue indeed has different feelings toward Yu Yuan Zhen, but only for this old dragon; during her time with him, she also developed an inexplicable fondness for dragons as creatures.

However, in Qian Renxue's eyes, among the so-called True Dragon lineage, only Yu Yuan Zhen is a true dragon.

The rest are merely useless four-legged lizards that rely on power to bully; do they even deserve to be dragons? Kill them, kill them—what else could happen? Could Yu Yuan Zhen jump up from underground to strike her? He's dead.

Just like Yu Luomian, the second chief who now takes his grandson Yu Tianxin out to refuge, he has even become an undercover agent of the Spirit Hall, unaware of his own identity; those so-called clansmen respect her only because of Yu Yuan Zhen, merely superficial courtesy.

Otherwise, there would not be few Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon soul masters who would act against her out of jealousy.

Because Yu Yuan Zhen said she is a true dragon, they therefore acknowledge her as such.

That so-called worship of the true dragon is merely fear of the majesty of the old dragon behind her.

Qian Renxue did not pick up the soul bone before her; instead, she threw the left arm bone floating in the air beside Yu Yuan Zhen's dragon corpse.

She wanted to see whether Yu Tianheng, who would inherit everything from Yu Yuan Zhen, would become the next proud dragon.

She intends to kill the remaining Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon soul masters; for Yu Tianheng to obtain those three soul bones, everyone else must die, for he is too weak.

Otherwise, Yu Tianheng's personality might not even dare to contend; his nature is too soft, he would only disappoint the old dragon's expectations and ultimately perish with everyone.

Without the old dragon's care, Yu Tianheng would only be sacrificed in later faction struggles; he is basically a brainless fool, so better to kill them all and let Yu Tianheng absorb the soul bones and flee far away.

Those dispensable four-legged lizards, and the next dragon that would catch her eye, she naturally looks forward to the latter, for she is a villain who acts on preference.

Qian Renxue looks down on Yu Tianheng, but out of respect for Yu Yuan Zhen, after she deals with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect she doesn't mind raising Yu Tianheng's upper limit further; after all, in the original story he is merely an ordinary background character, and a naive Yu Tianheng encountering a change would only shut himself in, so let her give the foolish brother a model of being killed by an Uchiha.

Isn't this fitting? Strong hatred will force Yu Tianheng to move forward.

Qian Renxue lifted the golden holy sword, turned and left, the blue banner behind her fluttering with the sea breeze blowing into the hall.

This villainess will take the radiant holy sword to commit the most evil deeds.

On the other side of the courtyard.

Having finished washing up, Yu Tianheng walked back into the living room; his doubts grew ever stronger—why haven't grandfather and sister returned? He had also felt several huge tremors earlier, but recalling what Yu Yuan Zhen said today, he decided not to go out, lest he spoil everyone's mood.

But now it's already deep night, why hasn't sister come home after a year apart—could she not care for herself? Clearly he heard that Yu Tianlin had returned, immediately requested leave from the Tian Dou Royal Elementary Academy to become stronger; he has indeed been diligently cultivating over the past year.

Once Yu Tianlin returns, his soul power level will surely give her a big shock! He is already a solid twenty-third level! When Yu Tianxin was nine, he was only twenty-second level.

Yu Tianheng's originally scattered eyes regained focus; he picked up the ice milk in front of him, where water droplets had formed on the bottle wall after a long time, gulped it down in one go, and finally decided to go out to look for his older sister.

Could it be that the older sister hasn't returned in a year, forgotten how to get home, and got lost in the family's streets?

He's really stupid; it seems that even if Yu Tianlin leaves him, it's still not okay.

Fine lightning appeared on Yu Tianheng's legs and feet, stimulating his body cells and making his body faster; as the lightning appeared, his emotions grew increasingly excited, and he could hardly wait to see the sister he constantly missed.

He let out a dragon roar to the sky, but strangely, no one scolded him for disturbing the peace in the middle of the night; Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon soul masters all have bad tempers, and they start cursing at the slightest annoyance—why are they all behaving differently today?

After Yu Tianlin left, the only juniors living in this inner courtyard were Yu Tianxin and him, so those adults still liked to bully them; normally, this scolding would be unavoidable.

"Today is so strange? Is everyone sleeping so soundly?" Yu Tianheng said, full of doubt.

"Could it be that they still haven't come back?"

As he ran, Yu Tianheng suddenly recalled the imagined scene of meeting Yu Tianlin while waiting in the living room earlier.

"So you're this eager to see me? What a naive little brat, useless stinky younger brother." The blonde dragon girl looked at him with contempt, her eyes filled with sneer, and said in a weird tone.

That voice, like a nightmare, took root in his heart, impossible to dispel, echoing over and over in his mind.

"Tsk"

Yu Tianheng suddenly stopped his hurried steps, messed up his neatly combed black hair with his hand, slipped one hand into his pocket, and his originally pleased gaze became lax and carefree, pulling out the behavior pattern he had shown at the Tiandou Royal Elementary Academy.

He couldn't let his arrogant older sister look down on him; it's just that they hadn't seen each other in a while, and he wasn't actually happy! He was a genius of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, and had the self-esteem of a genius! Yu Tianheng tried to show an indifferent attitude toward everything, as if wandering aimlessly through the streets of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

After walking aimlessly for a while, at the end of the street, the shadow cast by the streetlamp enveloped him completely, making it impossible to see his current expression.

All that could be faintly seen was that he still kept his hand in his pocket in a relaxed pose, then suddenly stopped, and Yu Tianheng gritted his teeth.

"Boom!"

Out of nowhere, a heavy punch fiercely struck the streetlamp, leaving a fist mark on its pole; this sudden movement startled the several crows perched on the lamp, which flapped away in fright.

Gee, good thing there's no one on the street now, otherwise it would be really embarrassing; what am I agonizing over here? Really pathetic!

Just go see her! It doesn't matter if they call him childish; he just wants to see her! What's wrong with seeing his own sister?! The fist that struck the lamp post still faintly flashed with blue arcs of electricity; Yu Tianheng stepped forward, rushing toward the sect's main hall.

"Hurry up, hurry up, I'll see my sister soon." His eager feeling made Yu Tianheng feel that today's road was so long.

His face bore an expectant smile.

But on the way to the sect's main hall, Yu Tianheng suddenly smelled a pungent bloody odor, and he froze.

"!"

What's going on? Why is there a bloody smell? He had a faint ominous premonition in his heart.

For some reason, the surroundings were extremely tranquil, too quiet to be normal—not even a bird's chirp could be heard—and an inexplicable fear swept over Yu Tianheng's heart.

Yu Tianheng continued forward, the smile on his face suddenly froze, and he saw many clansmen lying still in pools of blood along the road.

"What's going on?! Have enemies invaded?!"

Yu Tianheng rushed to the clansmen's side and desperately shook their bodies, "Hey, how are you?!"

He suppressed his fear and reached his hand under the clansman's nose.

"Ah—! He's dead."

"What... what should I do? I... I... right, I'll go find grandfather."

Yu Tianheng was so scared he lost his wits, tears streaming down; a lightning-shaped soul mark on his forehead suddenly lit up, his body suddenly burst with waves of electric current, and two deep-yellow soul rings slowly revolved around his body.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul possessed him, and the sense of power it conveyed only slightly steadied his heart, but just a little.

Yu Tianheng ran madly, as if he had come to hell; his vision turned black and white, aside from a sheet of blood, and the familiar, powerful clansmen fell one after another.

But just then, Yu Tianheng's frightened mind suddenly thought of something; he didn't stop because of the clansmen, but instead sprinted toward the sect's main hall, still harboring a sliver of hope in his heart.

His older sister and grandfather—what happened to them?! "Hurry up! Give me more speed! Come on, move!"

Extreme stimulation and fear made his soul power run wildly; the rapidly circulating soul power gave Yu Tianheng a feeling of wanting to fall asleep, which felt pleasant, and the meridians in his body had a strange numbness.

"Can't sleep, can't sleep—keep running."

"It won't happen, nothing will happen—older sister, grandfather, where are you?"

The fear in Yu Tianheng's eyes grew deeper; the closer he got to the sect's main hall, the more afraid he became—he was afraid of seeing his older sister and grandfather's corpses.

Yu Tianheng ran with tears streaming, only knowing numb running; besides that, he didn't know what else he could do—"Crack!"

A sound of something breaking suddenly rang out—that was the soul power bottleneck; afterward, the lightning mark on Yu Tianheng's forehead grew brighter, and a youthful yet slightly majestic dragon roar emanated from within his body.

Yu Tianheng's soul power flowed rapidly within him; the speed of its circulation seemed to have increased considerably, and it was also smoother than before.

This meant his cultivation had broken through, finally reaching the twenty-fourth level he had long anticipated; these days he had been struggling against the twenty-fourth-level bottleneck, but he hadn't expected to break through today amidst the stimulation.

Yu Tianheng is only nine years old; a nine-year-old twenty-fourth-level soul master is a top-notch genius even among the younger generation of the entire Douluo Continent.

But he currently has no mind to worry about his soul power level, and he kept running all the way to the entrance of the sect's main hall.

Yu Tianheng's trembling body finally stopped; compared to the previous minor skirmishes, the entrance of the sect's main hall was truly a river of blood—the whole entrance was dyed red with blood, many Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon soul masters' corpses piled up into a high small hill, blood continually seeping from the hill, forming a small blood‑formed lake at the entrance of the sect's main hall.

"Plunk——"

"Retch——retch"

Yu Tianheng's legs went weak; he could no longer step forward, the strong bloody smell and fear made him kneel on the ground retching continuously, and the milk he had just drunk in the living room was all vomited out.

(End of chapter)