Chapter 138

The moon in the sky was as if stained with blood, scarlet and ominous.

The taste in his mouth was extremely nauseating; Yu Tianheng covered his mouth, silently lay on the ground and began to cry. In this eerie situation, he didn't even dare to cry out loud, only hearing his own suppressed breaths.

Besides this, the place was utterly silent, so quiet it made one want to go mad; although Yu Tianheng was unwilling to believe it, his reason told him everything was truly happening.

"Pat-pat."

Suddenly, a heavy rain poured from the sky.

As time passed, the rain grew increasingly fierce, to the point that one could barely keep their eyes open; the merciless downpour lashed Yu Tianheng, who knelt on the ground.

No one came to comfort him; his clansmen were all dead, and this was no longer the hall that once bore glory and splendor, but a battlefield.

The sight now before Yu Tianheng's eyes is not something a child ought to look at squarely.

Corpses, corpses, corpses. As far as the eye could see, his view was filled with piles of dead bodies stacked like mountains.

Not a single corpse bore a peaceful expression; each clansman's face showed shock and disbelief, their rigid visages twisted by the agony of death.

The torrential rain soaked his entire body; even if Yu Tianheng kept crying, no one would notice, nor would anyone mock him for sniveling.

When grief and fear reach their extreme, they become numbness; Yu Tianheng's kneeling body began to tremble slightly.

But now he was no longer feeling sorrow; instead, it was a more ineffable emotion. For some reason, this feeling clenched tightly around Yu Tianheng's chest.

Yu Tianheng suddenly lifted his head, staring intently ahead, and deeply imprinted this hellish scene into his blue‑purple eyes.

A faint ache throbbed at his brow, a warmth unlike the rain stirring within his Blue Lightning Overlord Dragon soul imprint, as if a fierce surge of power flowed into his soul mark.

His body felt as if a thousand pounds had been poured into it; Yu Tianheng trembled as he slowly rose, staggering across the river of blood toward the sect's main hall.

Opening that door might kill him, but he had to open it; he could not flee in such a sorry state, for he had not yet seen the bodies of his sister and grandfather.

Yu Tianheng paused for a moment, electric light appearing in his palm, mobilizing his full strength, then slowly pushed open the gate.

"Boom——"

Lightning flashed across the sky, and with Yu Tianheng's motion, the thunderclap drowned out the sound of him pushing the door.

Yu Tianheng stopped at the doorway, dazedly looking at the girl in the hall wearing a blue cape, with bloodstains on her chest and shoulders, golden hair — that was exactly the sister he had been worried about for a long time.

On the high platform behind her lay a dead dragon, its body emanating an aura he knew all too well.

"Sister, it's sister... Great! You're still alive! Everyone... everyone is dead!"

"Why... why did this happen, Grandpa? Who exactly did this?"

Yu Tianheng looked at Qian Renxue in the hall; a sudden surge of resentment welled up in his heart, a huge joy filled his inner being, prompting him to run toward Qian Renxue.

He still had living relatives; his sister was still alive.

But the next moment, accompanied by a "bang" sound.

Qian Renxue's fist imprinted on Yu Tianheng's abdomen, slamming him hard against the wall behind him.

"Uwa."

Blood foam spurted from his mouth; Yu Tianheng's abdomen was overturned by this punch, and if he hadn't just vomited outside, he would surely be vomiting now from the blow.

Due to gravity, Yu Tianheng slowly slid down the wall, feeling the pain in his abdomen; he looked at Qian Renxue with astonishment: "Sis... you... what happened to you?"

"Right, let's flee for our lives—Grandpa met with misfortune too; sister, quickly follow me away from here, in case those murderers return, what then?"

Qian Renxue's face was expressionless; she coldly looked at Yu Tianheng and said lightly: "My foolish brother, I am the one who killed those trash; whether it's Yu Yuan-zhen or anyone else, I killed them all—I am the true culprit."

All of this was just to let her see another good dragon, so she left these grudges.

Yu Tianheng's whole body lay on the ground, struggling to crawl, only his head raised; his face bore a forced smile worse than crying as he stared blankly at Qian Renxue before him, his dry lips trembling.

"You're joking, right? Sis, what are you saying?! You're just a Soul Elder, while Grandpa is a Title Douluo."

Qian Renxue merely gave him an icy stare, without a hint of smile; her expression made Yu Tianheng's doubt turn into lack of confidence, for the woman before him was originally a genius beyond common sense.

With just two rings, she could easily overwhelm an ordinary Soul Emperor.

If Grandpa were caught off guard, he might very well die at her hands.

Yu Tianheng's pupils trembled as he asked in a low voice: "Sis... why on earth?"

Qian Renxue thought for a moment, then decided to use Itachi Uchiha's line—after all, she and Itachi Uchiha are both pretty beastly, so this is a fitting professional match.

She said coldly: "To test my own capacity."

Yu Tianheng's eyes filled with disbelief; he even suspected he had misheard.

"What? Test capacity...? You just... just for this meaningless thing... killed everyone?"

Qian Renxue closed her eyes and said lightly: "This is the most important thing."

"What?"

Yu Tianheng's body suddenly surged with an inexplicable strength; he crawled up and prepared to charge at Qian Renxue—facing the familiar Qian Renxue, his heart held not a trace of fear, but rather an uncontainable anger filling his chest.

"What kind of joke are you pulling!!!"

After Qian Renxue's recent attack, Yu Tianheng's body could not move as he wished; he lunged forward halfway before collapsing to the ground, where the corpse of the old dragon, bereft of its life fire, appeared before his eyes.

Yu Tianheng's body trembled slightly, then collapsed like a broken puppet.

Qian Renxue coldly watched Yu Tianheng's actions—this kid is so clueless, isn't he afraid of death? She now radiates killing intent, yet he doesn't even know to flee?

Yu Tianheng struggled back to his feet, stepped forward with his right leg, forcing himself to stand, his gaze locked firmly on Qian Renxue's eyes—where once there was pride and calm, now only a cold gleam remained.

Yu Tianheng shouted loudly: "This is impossible, sis—this just isn't you! Don't lie to me, tell me the truth! You are clearly the family's chosen heir; compared to status and power, what is this 'capacity' nonsense?! It must be for some other reason—you clearly" but he hadn't finished speaking when Qian Renxue coldly cut him off.

"Enough! Not like me? How ridiculous!"

It seemed she had heard something quite strange, and a hint of mockery appeared in Qian Renxue's eyes.

"How much do you really understand me? Do you know my past experiences? Or do you grasp what's truly on my mind?"

"I am exactly this person; what you see now is the true Yu Tianlin—it's you who presumptuously expected something of me."

"What a pathetic, cowardly weakling—my foolish brother, it's time you woke up a bit."

Yu Tianheng staggered, his eyes filled with despair and disbelief; he shed tears, gritted his teeth, and asked.

"That's why I wanted to know what you're really thinking!! Why would you do something like this!!"

It was my mistake to have expectations of you without permission. Because the Yu Tianlin I know has always been such a beautiful person!

He doesn't boast, his strength is formidable, his character is stronger than anyone's, and he can stand firm relying solely on himself.

Yu Tianheng lowered his head, his voice trembling as he continued, 'I certainly admired someone like Yu Tianlin.'

Imposing my own ideals on her without permission, assuming I understood her without permission, and then being disappointed without permission.

I have advised myself countless times, but in the end I couldn't change; this is the kind of person I am.

I hate myself.

Hearing Yu Tianheng's self-contempt, Qian Renxue's icy eyes involuntarily showed a hint of astonishment, and she could barely restrain herself.

?

No way, bro? What do you mean by all this talk? I just killed your clansmen and your grandfather, huh? Why are you now acting like you're confessing? Is it you who's got a problem, or me? Am I just too sensitive? What on earth is this kid thinking? The more he says, the less sense it makes.

Good-for-nothing, the blood-deep hatred is right before your eyes, yet this brat doesn't even want to take revenge—truly an embarrassment to Yu Zhen.

Smack!

Qian Renxue slightly turned her body and slapped this good-for-nothing, sending him flying to lie beside the dragon tail of Yu Zhen's corpse hanging from the high platform.

She glanced coolly at the disheveled Yu Tianheng and said indifferently, 'Admiration is the farthest distance from understanding.'

I am a soul master who walked out of the Slaughter City; remember this, useless trash—everyone who can go to the Slaughter City deserves to die, and I am no exception.

The more people I kill, the stronger my Slaughter God Domain becomes.

My previous appearance was merely a disguise; I have been pretending to be the person you admire, all to test your 'capacity'.

You are the one who could become the measurer of my 'capacity'; you have this potential.

You harbor intense hatred for me in your heart, and you have always wanted to surpass me, which is why I let you live.

I do this entirely for myself!

That old thing still has four soul bones on its body; a worthless soul bone is still just trash, so take the soul bone I defeated and chase after me—who knows, you might actually avenge that old dragon before you die.

Only when you become strong does it have value for me to kill you; a strong person killing a weak one does not grow stronger.

Yu Tianheng leaned against Yu Zhen's dragon tail, covering his left face and lowering his head, making his expression unreadable.

My foolish brother, if you want to kill me, then hate me! Loathe me! Live on in ugliness, desperately fleeing, scrambling to survive by any means.

By then, come find me carrying your dragon transformation that is both different from and similar to mine.

Hearing Qian Renxue's icy words, Yu Tianheng suddenly burst into a heart-rending shout, his voice extremely loud, as if he wanted to vent all the previously suppressed fear.

Yu Tianlin! I will definitely kill you!!!

Hearing Yu Tianheng's breakthrough, Qian Renxue finally breathed a sigh of relief; as long as he's fired up, this kid can still get back on track—just don't be a lovesick fool, that's not acceptable.

Just now she was completely confused, thinking Yu Tianheng had become another Ning Rongrong; recalling how, when Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo died in the end, Ning Rongrong didn't even cry, but when her brother Tang San died she burst into tears—being a lovesick fool is not good.

What Qian Renxue didn't know was that Yu Tianheng actually didn't hate her; hearing her words, his heart gradually calmed down again.

Yu Tianheng's downcast gaze was somewhat dim, yet there was not a trace of hatred—only pity for the girl before him.

Sis, you really can't lie at all—you're just like an idiot. If you truly wanted to kill me, why would you leave my grandfather's soul bone to me? Who are you afraid of, that you'd claim to be the murderer of our clan? Your purpose in making me hate you is to let me survive, right? Now, who is hiding in the dark watching us—is it the Spirit Hall or the other two great sects? If that's the case, then I'll show hatred; wait for me, wait until I become strong enough that no one can stop us from meeting, and I will surely avenge the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect's grudge! After fully understanding, Yu Tianheng clenched his fists; when he lifted his head again, intense hatred surfaced in his indigo‑purple pupils.

A dazzling blue light flared up again from Yu Tianheng's brow, instantly spreading and pouring from his brow into his whole body; streaks of indigo‑purple lightning burst forth like tiny snakes, coiling around his body.

The lightning‑shaped mark on his brow blazed brightly, the two deep‑yellow soul rings on his body ignited simultaneously, and a bolt of blue lightning shot from Yu Tianheng's body, which then condensed in midair into a lightning dragon claw—his first soul skill, Thunder Dragon Claw.

Under the effect of his second soul skill, Thunderous Dominion, the countless serpentine lightning coiling around Yu Tianheng's body expanded at the same moment, instantly transforming into innumerable lightning arrows that shot out violently in all directions, heading straight for Qian Renxue's wide‑open chest, the attack imbued with a chilling killing intent.

Qian Renxue indifferently extended her left hand, crushing the incoming Thunder Dragon Claw and each lightning arrow one by one; only a single lightning arrow remained, not aimed at her body—perhaps by mistake—its target instead was the gold ornament fixed to the blue banner.

Qian Renxue stood there blocking with the gold ornament; the recoil ruffled her golden hair, yet the lightning arrow from Yu Tianheng's second soul skill still packed a punch, shattering the gold ornament and causing the blue banner draped over her to come loose and fall to the ground.

Yu Tianheng's shoulders shuddered violently as he panted heavily.

Next time we meet, I will kill you with my own hands!

Qian Renxue snorted, her eyes showing no ripple: 'The weak's bluster only breeds tragedy, while a true strong one needs no proof.'

Afterward, she didn't even glance at Yu Tianheng's expression, turning and leaving directly.

She took not a single inherited soul bone of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, and she left the banner symbolizing leadership as well; from now on, she and Yu Tianheng will have no further contact.

To her, the identity of Yu Tianlin holds no value whatsoever.