Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul, Luo Sanpao, Allows Me to Defy Fate

"Your Holiness the Pope."

"I hope to invite Bibi Dong to visit the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan."

He paused, then added.

“Sister Bibi Dong has very unique insights into cultivation, and I would like to have more exchanges with her.”

He felt that the request was not excessive.

It's perfectly normal for two six-year-old children to play and interact together.

The room fell silent upon hearing this.

Yu Yuanzhen was taken aback at first, then stroked his long beard, a smile of approval in his eyes.

This child of mine is not only exceptionally talented, but also has a calm and steady temperament, and has such a good relationship with the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall.

This is a good thing!

The closer the relationship between the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and the Spirit Hall, the more secure the future of the clan will be.

Ning Zhenyuan and Tang Wei exchanged a glance and nodded to each other.

Despite the temptation of the Pope's promise, he chose to uphold his friendship.

This young man has a bright future ahead of him.

Bibi Dong, however, was completely stunned.

Her little brain couldn't quite grasp it.

Brother Xiao Heng... used that precious promise from the Pope Teacher on... himself?

A warm current suddenly surged from the bottom of her heart, instantly dispelling all her grievances and unease.

The burning pain on my cheeks also disappeared without a trace.

Bibi Dong smiled.

It wasn't the timid and ingratiating smile she used to have.

She tilted her head back, and in her bright eyes finally revealed the unbridled joy and excitement that a six-year-old girl should have.

“Teacher,” she asked in a clear voice, “is it really okay?”

As she spoke, she turned her little head with anticipation and looked at Qian Xunji beside her.

Bibi Dong was stunned.

The gentle smile on Zhang's face had vanished without a trace.

Instead, a gloomy atmosphere prevailed.

Bibi Dong's smile froze.

"no!"

Everyone present was taken aback.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful pressure erupted from Qian Xunji!

The aura wasn't directed at anyone, yet it plunged the entire training ground into a deathly silence.

His gaze was fixed intently on Yu Xiaoheng.

That look in his eyes no longer held any appreciation, only disgust and... a barely perceptible hint of murderous intent.

Yu Xiaoheng felt as if an invisible mountain had crashed down on him, causing his blood to surge and his breathing to stop.

He retreated repeatedly.

One step, two steps, three steps...

The bluestone slabs beneath his feet were cracking inch by inch, and the bones in his legs groaned under the unbearable weight.

If Yu Yuanzhen hadn't taken a step forward, his powerful soul force forming a barrier to protect him, he probably would have knelt down on the spot!

Qian Xunji also instantly realized his loss of composure.

That overwhelming momentum came quickly and went quickly, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

A gentle smile returned to his face, as if everything that had just happened was merely an illusion.

"I lost my composure."

He nodded slightly to Yu Yuanzhen and explained.

"Because Bibi Dong was too playful before, which delayed her cultivation, I was about to take her back to the Spirit Hall immediately to discipline her strictly."

After saying that, he turned to Yu Yuanzhen and apologized.

"Sect Master Yu, I apologize, I must take my leave now."

Before he finished speaking, he had already turned around.

Bibi Dong stood there, stunned, trying to struggle.

"teacher……"

But Qian Xunji had already grabbed her wrist with such force that her face, which had just begun to glow, turned deathly pale.

The smile on the girl's face vanished completely.

All the joy and excitement vanished with that one handshake.

She reverted to being the cautious and timid Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, never daring to disobey in the slightest.

I dared not cry out in pain, nor dared I say a word.

She was being dragged along by Qian Xunji, staggering forward, but she still couldn't help but want to turn back and take another look at Yu Xiaoheng.

A large hand suddenly blocked her view and forcefully turned her head back.

"go!"

Qian Xunji's voice carried a chilling undertone.

Bibi Dong trembled, no longer daring to make any unnecessary movements, and could only be pulled away by him.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the training ground became strange.

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

No one could understand why the Pope of the Spirit Hall would lose his composure in public over such a trivial matter.

It's just that the two kids wanted to play together for a few days, why make such a fuss?

Yu Xiaoheng stood there in astonishment, his chest still aching slightly.

Just moments before, he was full of vigor, thinking that he was the young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, the favored son of heaven, and one of the most "powerful" people in the world.

But reality slapped him hard in the face.

Let alone using this "background" to do anything big.

He couldn't even fulfill his insignificant wish to make Bibi Dong happy for a few more days.

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Chapter 25 The Sect's Supreme Treasure, the 100,000-Year-Old Sacred Dragon Bone, Belongs to Yu Xiaoheng

What made Yu Xiaoheng even more uneasy was the oppressive aura Qian Xunji had just unleashed.

It made him realize for the first time that in this world, there is something beyond talent and background.

Absolute power, capable of dominating everything.

The noise and congratulations from the training ground sounded particularly jarring at this moment.

The immense pride that had surged within him upon awakening the Golden Sacred Dragon's larvae was shattered by Qian Xunji's oppressive aura.

Yu Xiaoheng clenched his fists.

Excitement? Pride?

What a ridiculous emotion that is.

He suddenly raised his head, his gaze sweeping across the sky, but Qian Xunji and Bibi Dong had already disappeared.

Golden Holy Dragon Hatchling?

Innate level 10 soul power?

No matter how sacred one's own martial spirit is, can it compare to the six-winged angel inherited by the Spirit Hall?

That's a legendary divine-level martial soul with innate soul power reaching level twenty!

What does my mere level ten count for?

Thinking further ahead...

Yu Xiaoheng's eyes became deep.

In the future, another being will descend upon this world, one who has the potential to become a god-king.

Tang San.

Young Master of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan?

This identity is meaningless in the face of absolute power.

We must become stronger!