Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 373 Sect Inheritance and Farewell, Three Women Who Steadfastly Follow!
late at night.

Deep within the Thunder Prison, behind the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan, came muffled rumbling sounds from time to time.

Purple lightning snaked through the air like silver snakes, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of ozone. Even the rocks on the ground were charred black by years of lightning strikes.

Yu Xiaozhen walked alone on the winding mountain road, with faint electric light flowing around him.

Since taking over as acting sect leader, he has come here to cultivate almost every night.

Although sect affairs were numerous and complicated, he never neglected his cultivation.

He is now a level 93 Title Douluo.

It's fair to say he understands better than anyone what kind of strength is needed to support this position.

But today is a little special.

In the training ground at the center of Thunder Prison, Yu Xiaolie had been waiting for a long time.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his black robe fluttering in the lightning, his aura blending seamlessly with the entire Thunder Prison, as if he were the master of this world.

"Sect Master." Yu Xiaozhen bowed respectfully, his eyes filled with undisguised admiration.

The image that Yu Xiaolie established in his heart has always been the role model he follows!

Yu Xiaolie turned to look at him, a hint of approval flashing in her eyes, and said softly, "Xiao Zhen, in the past few years, you have been in charge of the sect's affairs. Not only have you managed the Blue Lightning Sect in an orderly manner, but your cultivation has also broken through to level 93. You have lived up to my expectations."

Yu Xiaozhen lowered his head and said sincerely, "It's all thanks to the sect leader's excellent teaching and the guidance of the three elders."

Yu Xiaolie nodded slightly and said calmly, "I am about to ascend to the God Realm, and the position of sect leader will be formally passed on to you."

Yu Xiaozhen's pupils shrank suddenly. He wanted to refuse, but faced with Yu Xiaolie's arrangement, he didn't dare to object for a moment.

It wasn't that he was incapable of being the sect leader, but rather that he didn't want Yu Xiaolie to leave too soon.

Yu Xiaolie deserves much credit for the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan's success today.

Once he left, it was as if we had suddenly lost our pillar of support.

"Consider this blood-red nine-headed bat king's external soul bone a gift I'm leaving for you. I hope you can protect the Blue Lightning Sect and make it even stronger."

With a wave of his hand, Yu Xiaolie produced a scarlet bone wing.

Yu Xiaozhen looked at the external soul bone, his eyes blurring and slightly reddening. He knelt down solemnly to pay his respects.
"Disciple will definitely live up to his mission!"

……

A month later, Ah Yin, with Shui Bing'er, and Tang Yuehua and Shui Qing'er, with Yu Tianlin and Yu Linglong, arrived at the sect square in two separate carriages.

When the Dragon Emperor form awakened, the Holy Dragon Martial Souls of several children malfunctioned, and the mothers immediately rushed back to the sect.

“That is…” Ah Yin suddenly stopped, her gaze fixed on the center of the sect square, her eyes filled with shock.

In the center of the square stood a brand-new statue of the Dragon Emperor—built by order of the Grand Elder Yu Zhentianxia, ​​who worked day and night to complete it.

The statue is carved entirely from rare chaotic raw stone, and is over ten feet tall, with the dragon's body coiled like a mountain!

Moreover, its scales are distinct, and each scale radiates a light that subtly aligns with the principles of heaven and earth!
The dragon's head is held high towards the sky, with different crystals inlaid in each of its eyes, one on the left and one on the right.

The left eye is a golden obsidian that shines like the sun, while the right eye is a deep, dark black stone.

The base beneath the statue is inscribed with the four large characters "Dragon Emperor Protects the Clan".

Strangely, although the statue is an inanimate object, when viewed quietly, it gives one a sense of looking down upon all living beings and ruling over all things!

The group had just stood still when, in the next second, Yu Xiaolie appeared out of thin air, as suddenly as if a frame had been cut off.

"father!"

"Xiao Lie!"

They already knew that Yu Xiaolie was about to ascend to the God Realm.

Shui Qing'er, being the most impatient, was the first to rush into Yu Xiaolie's arms, tears streaming down her face.

She gripped Yu Xiaolie's clothes tightly, as if afraid that if she let go, he would be gone forever.

Ah Yin and Tang Yuehua also grasped Yu Xiaolie's hands, one on each side, their beautiful eyes filled with tears, a thousand words stuck in their throats, and for a moment they didn't know where to begin.

After a brief moment of tenderness, Yu Xiaolie said sternly to the children who were watching expectantly:

"You guys go to Thunder Valley in the back mountain and wait for me."

After the children left, only Yu Xiaolie, Shui Qing'er, A Yin, and Tang Yuehua remained in the square. The atmosphere instantly became somewhat heavy.

Ah Yin spoke first, her voice trembling slightly: "Are you... leaving soon?"

Her senses were the most acute, and she had already noticed the subtle sense of detachment that Yu Xiaolie possessed from the world.

Yu Xiaolie nodded silently.

Tang Yuehua bit her lip, her beautiful eyes glistening with tears: "I don't know when we'll meet again after this parting..."

Shui Qing'er was already in tears, and she snuggled into Yu Xiaolie's arms, saying, "Please take us away, I beg you!"

Yu Xiaolie gently stroked Shui Qing'er's hair, his gaze sweeping over the expectant yet apprehensive faces of the three women, before finally speaking slowly: "The laws of the God Realm are different from those of the lower realm, and ordinary soul masters find it difficult to adapt."

The three women's eyes immediately dimmed.

“However,” Yu Xiaolie changed the subject, “I can take a few family members with me to ascend to the God Realm.”

The three of them looked up abruptly, their eyes gleaming with surprise.

"Really?" Ah Yin's voice trembled. "We can go to the realm of gods too?"

Yu Xiaolie nodded solemnly: "However, we need to rebuild our physical constitution and improve our cultivation, otherwise we will not be able to withstand the environment of the God Realm."

"No matter how difficult it is, I'm willing!" the three women said in unison, their voices filled with determination.

……

Thunder Valley.

The seven members of the Dragon Cub Team—Yu Tianheng, Dugu Yan, Shui Bing'er, Yu Tianxin, Yu Tianlin, Yu Linglong, and Ye Lingling—were already lined up, quietly waiting.

They have all shed their youthful naiveté, each exuding a calm and focused aura with sharp eyes, clearly demonstrating that they have not slacked off in their cultivation over the years.

A breeze blew.

The seven people perked up and looked up together. They saw Yu Xiaolie's figure appear at the entrance of the valley, still wearing that black robe. The raging lightning around him seemed to be in fear and made way for him.

"teacher!"

The seven people shouted excitedly in unison and bowed deeply.

His eyes held reverence, admiration, and an overwhelming sense of gratitude.

Yu Xiaolie walked up to them, his gaze sweeping over each of the children he had personally raised. He saw the determination and growth in their eyes, and a faint hint of satisfaction flickered across his usually cold and hard brows.

He spoke, his voice as serious and cold as ever, yet it reached everyone's ears clearly:

"Your teacher is about to go to another world. From today onwards, you will have to walk your own paths."

He paused, his gaze sharp as lightning: "The continent is vast, and many powerful figures have emerged. There will be no shortage of storms ahead. Remember, strength is inexhaustible, and complacency is regression. No matter what you encounter in the future, whether you walk side by side or alone, you must stay true to your principles and persevere in your studies."

These words, heavy as a mountain, struck the hearts of the seven.

They understood that this was a farewell, as well as the teacher's final admonition and expectations.

"Yes, teacher! Your disciple will remember!"

The seven men responded with a resounding roar, their voices choked with emotion yet utterly resolute.

Yu Linglong was the first to be unable to hold back, her eyes reddened, and she rushed forward to hug Yu Xiaolie.

"dad……"

Dugu Yan couldn't help herself and stepped forward to hug Yu Xiaolie's arm: "Teacher...we will miss you!"

Shui Bing'er also silently stepped forward, gently hugged his other arm, pressed her cheek against his black robe, and silently shed tears.

Ye Lingling sniffed, but in the end she couldn't resist and stepped forward to give him a light hug.

Yu Xiaolie's body stiffened slightly, but he still raised his hand and patted the girls' backs rather awkwardly.

A moment later, he gently pushed them away, his expression returning to its cold and stern state.

The next moment, he waved his hand, and several dazzling beams of light, radiating terrifying energy fluctuations, suddenly floated in mid-air!
PS: This book is nearing its end. In the later chapters, Tang San and Yu Xiaogang will reap what they sow. If you have any plot suggestions, please let me know, and I will try my best to accommodate them.

Finally, please continue reading! o(╥﹏╥)o, I'm almost dying from trying to nurture this book.

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