Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 372 The Dragon Emperor Returns to His Own Clan, Is This Luo Sanpao? A Belated Fawning on Heavenly Battle
Yu Xiaolie rode the Dragon Emperor, traversed the clouds, and returned to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

When the Dragon Emperor descended upon the back mountain of the Blue Lightning Sect, the supreme dragon might originating from ancient times caused the air in the entire sect area to freeze.

Birds fell silent, beasts hibernated, and all the disciples of the sect felt a sudden tremor in their hearts. They stopped what they were doing and looked in awe toward the back mountain.

The three elders of Blue Lightning, along with a group of core elders, who had already sensed this terrifying aura, hurriedly came out to greet them.

When they saw with their own eyes the enormous creature floating in the air, its scales shimmering with a chaotic luster, its eyes like the sun and moon, everyone froze on the spot, their pupils dilated, and they almost forgot to breathe.

What... what kind of existence is this?!
That majesty, that level of power, was completely beyond their comprehension.

Their shock reached its peak when they saw Yu Xiaolie standing proudly atop the dragon's head, his black robes fluttering in the wind.

"Xiao Lie...this, this is..."

Grandfather Yu Zhentian's voice was hoarse, and his finger trembled slightly as he pointed at the Dragon Emperor.

Even with his powerful mental strength, he could only vaguely sense the world-destroying power contained within the giant beast, but he could not understand its essence.

Second Grandfather Yu Zhenhai's eyes widened as he stared intently at the Dragon Emperor, then at Yu Xiaolie, and he gasped sharply, exclaiming:
"This oppressive aura...this form...could it be...could it be that...that Luo Luo Pig from back then?!"

Upon hearing this, the elders nearby suddenly recalled it, and their faces immediately showed expressions of utter absurdity.

This little pig has actually evolved into the dragon in front of us, a creature that makes one's soul tremble just by looking at it!

Although its ability to transform into dragons of various attributes was already quite awe-inspiring, it was nothing more than a drop in the ocean compared to the divine dragon before us!
You should know that under Yu Xiaogang's tutelage, that little pig was still just a pig that could only fart.

It's true what they say, comparisons are odious and worthless.

Immediately afterwards, the three elders of Blue Lightning sensed Yu Xiaolie with their powerful mental energy.

But they found him standing there, seemingly integrated with the surrounding world, yet also seemingly detached from it.

His aura was vast and unfathomable, like the ocean. Although he did not deliberately release any pressure, he naturally possessed a divine radiance that made people want to worship him.

Their soul power, which was above level 95, was as insignificant as a firefly compared to the bright moon in the face of this aura.

"Xiao Lie...you...you..."

The great-grandfather's voice trembled, a mixture of excitement, relief, and disbelief leaving him speechless for a moment.

Yu Xiaolie's gaze swept over his great-grandfather, second grandfather, father, and several familiar elders. He saw the shock and confusion in their eyes, nodded slightly, and calmly dropped this bombshell that was enough to shake the entire sect:

"Yes, I have broken through level 100, awakened the Dragon Emperor form, inherited the Asura God position, and am preparing to go to the God Realm."

boom--!
Despite the existing speculation, when Yu Xiaolie actually said these words, everyone felt as if a thunderbolt had exploded in their heads, leaving them dizzy and with ringing ears.

Amidst this atmosphere of jubilation, the second grandfather's expression became extremely complex.

He had always favored Yu Xiaolie the most. Now, looking at this child who had once secretly felt sorry for him because of his Martial Soul mutation, he saw that he had now reached a height that he could not imagine. An indescribable bitterness welled up in his heart, and his eyes uncontrollably reddened.

He abruptly turned his head away, not wanting anyone to see his loss of composure, his heart filled with mixed emotions: This kid... how did he suddenly become a god? He's so fast that he can barely see the back of the person he's chasing.

Yu Yuanzhen took several deep breaths before he could barely suppress his turbulent emotions.

As a father, he knew he owed Yu Xiaolie the most.

He looked at Yu Xiaolie, opened his mouth as if he had a thousand questions to ask, but in the end, it only turned into a question trembling with incredibly complex emotions:

"when are we leaving?"

Her voice was filled with reluctance, yet she knew it was an unchangeable fact.

Yu Xiaolie could sense the deep reluctance and pride mixed in his father's voice, and softened his tone: "I'll give the children some more instructions when they come back from out of town, and then I'll leave."

In the days that followed, Yu Xiaolie did not bask in the congratulations and clamor from the sect.

He had been staying in the sect's forbidden area, deep within the Thunder Prison.

No one knew what he was doing inside. The terrifying energy fluctuations emanating from within kept everyone at a distance, preventing them from getting close. They could only watch in awe from afar.

Soon, the news that Dragon God Douluo had awakened his Dragon Emperor form, reached level 100 and become a god, and was about to ascend to the God Realm spread like wildfire throughout the entire Heaven Dou Empire and even the entire continent.

Tiandou City, the Imperial Palace.

"Hahaha! Good! Good! Good!"

After receiving the confirmed news, Emperor Xueye was stunned for a moment, then burst into hearty laughter. He excitedly stood up from his throne, pacing back and forth, his joy almost overflowing.

"Yu Xiaolie! Yu Xiaolie of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan! He has actually become a god! It is truly a blessing from heaven for our Heaven Dou Empire!" It turns out that in the past few years, the Star Luo Empire has been stockpiling troops on the border and its various policies have been extremely aggressive, attracting a large number of free soul masters to join it. Its national strength and military power have grown stronger day by day, bringing tremendous pressure to Heaven Dou.

The Great Emperor was so preoccupied with this matter that he couldn't sleep at night.

Now, a living god has suddenly appeared in our empire!
What a powerful deterrent!

"Let's see if Xingluo still dares to declare war! Let's see if they still dare to covet my Tiandou territory!"

Emperor Xueye clapped his hands and laughed, feeling as if the heavy stone that had been weighing on his heart for many years had been shattered in an instant.

In his excitement, a thought immediately occupied his mind: he had to seize this opportunity to curry favor with Yu Xiaolie! This was a god of the Heavenly Battle!
He immediately shouted, "Let's go! Prepare the highest-level gifts! I want to personally go to the Blue Lightning Sect to have a heart-to-heart talk with the god who is fighting against me, Sect Master Yu Xiaolie!"

His gaze shifted to the Fourth Prince, Xue Beng, who was standing to the side, his eyes darting around, seemingly lost in thought, because of this earth-shattering news.

"Avalanche, you're coming with me! I'll personally go, risking my reputation, to make sure the Dragon God Douluo accepts you as his disciple! Becoming a disciple of a deity would be a tremendous blessing for your future and for the empire!"

Emperor Xueye was full of confidence, as if he could already see Yu Xiaolie readily agreeing and the empire's future bright.

However, when he arrived at the gates of the Blue Lightning Sect with a large and imposing royal procession carrying countless precious gifts, the expected divine welcome and grand reception did not materialize.

Only the acting sect leader Yu Xiaozhen and a few elders came out to greet them.

Yu Xiaozhen's expression was calm, even carrying a hint of imperceptible aloofness. He bowed respectfully and said, "I was unaware of Your Majesty's presence. I apologize for not welcoming you properly."

The warm smile on Emperor Xueye's face froze slightly. He looked past Yu Xiaozhen and behind him, but did not see the figure he wanted to see.

“Vice Sect Master Yu, there’s no need for such formalities,” Emperor Xueye maintained his smile. After all, the acting sect master is still a sect master, so he might as well try to get on her good side.

"I have heard that your sect's Dragon God Douluo has attained godhood. This is a fortunate event for the continent and an unparalleled glory for our Heavenly Dou Empire! I am very pleased and have come to offer my congratulations. I also wish to have a chat with Sect Master Yu Xiaolie."

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaozhen replied in a calm tone: "Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty. However, the Sect Master is currently in seclusion and has instructed that he will not receive any guests. It is truly inconvenient to disturb him. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

"Retreat?"

Emperor Xueye frowned almost imperceptibly, his fervent enthusiasm dampened, and the eyes of Xue Beng behind him darkened as well.

"Exactly."

Yu Xiaozhen nodded, his tone polite but carrying an unquestionable air, "We will certainly convey Your Majesty's wishes. If Your Majesty does not mind, please come to the living room for tea."

Looking at Yu Xiaozhen's calm and composed face, and recalling the journey in, the disciples of the Blue Lightning Sect, though respectful and courteous, did not show much awe for imperial power in their eyes. Instead, they possessed an indescribable confidence and tranquility.

He was, after all, the ruler of a country, and in just a moment, he understood what was going on.

A sense of embarrassment and belated regret quietly welled up in my heart.

How close were the Heaven Dou royal family and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School in their early years?
It can be said that the various resources and policy preferences have almost made the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School a symbol of the Imperial Soul Master world.

As for the Blue Lightning Sect, which is also one of the top three sects, although they were polite on the surface, they did not give it much real attention or support. They even subconsciously felt that the Blue Lightning Sect's tough style was not as "useful" as the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Later, as Yu Xiaolie rose to fame, what was the royal family doing?
They never truly humbled themselves to establish a friendly relationship with the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan.

They always seemed to think that since they were within the territory of Tiandou, they were citizens of Tiandou.

Therefore, the glory naturally belongs to the Heavenly Dou Empire.

But what about the Star Luo Empire?
He had heard more than once that they had sent envoys (even the eldest prince Davis) with generous gifts, openly and secretly trying to befriend Yu Xiaolie. Although they were most likely turned away, at least they had made their intentions clear.

And now? Yu Xiaolie has become a god, transcending the mortal realm, possessing endless life and power. In his eyes, worldly imperial power is probably as insignificant as dust.

The smile on Emperor Xueye's face gradually became somewhat forced, even tinged with bitterness.

What else could he say? Could he force his way in and insist on seeing the god? He didn't have that kind of guts.

"Since Sect Master Yu Xiaolie is in seclusion, I will not disturb him any further."

Emperor Xueye tried his best to maintain his imperial dignity, saying, "Please accept this gift as a token of my and the Empire's goodwill. When His Majesty the Dragon God emerges from seclusion, please convey my congratulations to him."

"Your Majesty is too kind. I will certainly convey your sentiments."

Yu Xiaozhen cupped his hands in greeting, his tone remaining neither humble nor arrogant.

In the end, the Snow Night Emperor, with an indescribable sense of loneliness and embarrassment, and behind him, an avalanche with equally complex emotions, rode in his imperial chariot, arriving in a grand procession, and departing silently.

(End of this chapter)