Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 97 Yu Xiaogang Returns to the Sect
Yu Xiaolie looked at Yang Wudi and said hesitantly:

"Old Yang, this..."

"Before I regret it, I'll let you absorb it quickly. My Poyi clan never relies on these external things."

Yang Wudi said unhappily.

In pursuit of the ultimate attack, the Soul-Breaking Spear even gave up defense.

If one has a soul bone, during the battle, one will unconsciously think that he has a backup plan and that he has not tried his best. As a result, he will not be able to use the Soul-Breaking Spear to its full potential.

Therefore, the Soul-Breaking Spear passed down the relevant ancestral precepts: Soul bones with unknown skills must not be absorbed.

Yu Xiaolie's expression became serious and his eyes became determined. He stopped refusing and sat cross-legged again to absorb the soul bone.

After a long time, Yu Xiaolie slowly opened his eyes, and a hint of ancient light flashed in the depths of his pupils.

He felt the surging soul power in his body, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose.

"What are you grinning about, little brat?"

Yang Wudi collected the last piece of the black-armored dragon turtle's shell, collected all the parts that could be used as medicine, patted the dust off his hands, looked at Yu Xiaolie and said.

"After absorbing this soul bone, my soul power has increased by another 3 levels!"

"What? So what's your current soul power level?"

Yang Wudi was a little surprised and looked Yu Xiaolie up and down.

Yu Xiaolie raised his lips and said, "Level 58."

"!!!"

Yang Wudi's eyes widened and his mouth opened wide.

"You're saying that after you absorbed this spirit ring, your spirit power increased by 5 levels! And after absorbing the spirit bone, it increased by another 3 levels?!"

Yang Wudi knew that absorbing soul rings could increase soul power.

However, based on his past experience, he could only improve by about three levels at most, which was already very rare.

Unexpectedly, this 50,000-year soul ring actually helped Yu Xiaolie improve his soul power by 5 levels!
Yu Xiaolie scratched his head and said, "It was a fluke, a luck."

Yang Wudi waved his hand. Now he finally understood why Yu Xiaolie's cultivation speed was so amazing.

"Let's go. The bloody smell of this Black Armored Dragon Turtle is too strong. If we're any later, it might attract more soul beasts."

The two of them did not stop and rushed to the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest.

Along the way, Yu Xiaolie walked while thinking about the newly acquired soul skills and soul bone skills.

His fifth soul skill is to use deep-seated rocks to form various forms required for combat, such as covering the entire body to form armor.

It is a soul skill that focuses on defense, just like the Black Armor Dragon Turtle.

This armor can not only absorb part of the soul power of the attack, but also absorb the potential energy of force.

Then he thought about the second to fourth soul rings he had absorbed before, and the soul beasts all represented power.

Now, after absorbing the soul ring of the Black-armored Dragon Turtle, it has once again added a violent force.

Yu Xiaolie always felt that this power faintly resonated with the power of the earth.

By combining these spirit rings, can the dragon cub awaken the Holy Earth Dragon, which represents power?
……

After a few days, they arrived at a small town on the edge of the forest.

I have to say goodbye to Yang Wudi.

Yang Wudi took out a bag of wine from his storage belt, took a sip proudly, and handed it to Yu Xiaolie.

Yu Xiaolie took the wine bag and took a sip as well.

The fiery wine burned down my throat and into my stomach.

"Old Yang." Yu Xiaolie put down the wine bag, his expression suddenly became serious, and said:
"After we part today, I don't know when we'll meet again. We've been through life and death these past few days. As for my origins..."

Yang Wudi raised his eyebrows and said:
"Are you finally willing to tell me your origins?"

Yu Xiaolie smiled and said calmly: "Actually, I am the grandson of Yu Zhentian, the leader of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family."

A hint of surprise flashed across Yang Wudi's eyes, but he quickly calmed down.

His surname is Yu, his soul power level and combat capability are high, and his calm and composed temperament makes him look like a disciple from outside the seven major sects.

He should have thought of it earlier.

But he hadn't expected that Yu Xiaolie would be Yu Zhentian's grandson. Yang Wudi looked at the young man in front of him, who could be called a genius.

He is young, but his soul power is level 58, he has two ten-thousand-year soul bones, a heaven-defying soul ring configuration, superb pharmacological knowledge, and an aristocratic air in his every move.

All these added together, in every aspect, are more outstanding than Tang Hao, the talented young master that Haotian Sect is proud of.

“No wonder… No wonder.”

Yang Wudi raised his head and drank a large mouthful of liquor, then said with a wry smile:

"I can't believe that as a subsidiary sect of the Haotian Sect, I actually helped the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Sect to hunt soul beasts and even gave up a 50,000-year-old soul bone."

He shook his head, his tone full of self-mockery, and then his emotions became complicated. If those old guys from the Haotian Sect knew about this, they would be so angry that they would vomit blood.

Yu Xiaolie smiled and said:

"Old Yang, I didn't tell you this before because I didn't want you and I to have any reservations about getting along because of the sect.

I am more worried about my identity. If you know about it, you might report it to the Haotian Sect.

I've been away from the sect for many years and have been traveling. I thought that having this identity would only bring me unnecessary trouble."

He knew that Yang Wudi wouldn't care about this, but he still wanted to make it clear.

Yang Wudi's expression was profound, and he suddenly thought of something and said:
"So, you're in such a hurry to leave because you want to go back and attend the succession ceremony for the clan leader?"

Yang Wudi looked up at the sky, counted the days with his fingers, and suddenly said:
"Hiss—time is running out. If you don't leave now, I'm afraid that by the time you return, the ceremony will be over."

Yu Xiaolie also knew that this hunting had delayed a lot of time.

The two men bumped fists in tacit understanding, said no more, and set off in different directions.

……

In front of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Sect, the ancient and majestic sect gate stands tall.

A vermilion door plaque hangs horizontally, and next to two stone pillars, two stone dragons look majestically at the mountains on both sides.

Sect leader Yu Zhentian stood with his hands behind his back, personally standing at the door.

Behind him, Second Grandpa, several family elders, and Yao'er all looked at the winding mountain path at the same time.

It seems like he is waiting for someone specifically.

Finally, a carriage came slowly. When it got close, Yu Xiaogang got off the carriage.

"Mother--"

Yu Xiaogang ran forward quickly and hugged Yaoer in his arms. He missed his mother so much whom he had not seen for a long time.

After being away from home for seven years, Yu Xiaogang's figure and appearance have grown from a young boy to an adult.

Yao'er patted his back gently and said softly, "It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back."

After a moment, Yu Xiaogang turned to Yu Zhentian, bowed and said, "Grandpa."

Yu Zhentian just nodded coldly.

Because of the mutation of his martial soul and low innate soul power, he had long given up any expectations for this eldest grandson.

In addition, they heard that he might not be able to graduate from Thunder Academy, which made them even more dissatisfied with him.

Yu Xiaogang didn't say anything, but just stood up straight silently.

Ever since his martial soul awakened, his grandfather's attitude has always been like this.

Afterwards, Yu Xiaogang greeted the other elders one by one, and finally stood silently beside Yao'er.

Although he had anticipated the indifference of the family elders, he still felt frustrated.

Over the years, he has been trying to prove to Yu Zhentian and the sect through hard work that although he has a useless martial soul, he can still be entrusted with important tasks!

Just then, another carriage came speeding, its wheels rolling and raising a large cloud of dust.

There was a hint of anticipation in Yu Zhentian's eyes.

The carriage finally stopped and a thirteen-year-old boy got out of it.

Yu Zhentian's frown suddenly relaxed, and a kind smile appeared on his serious face.

"Grandpa, Mom——"

(End of this chapter)