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

Is this the heir of a top-tier sect...?

In the fan fiction novels I read in my previous life, the protagonists mostly fought alone, and were even alienated from their sects.

And myself...

But at the very beginning, he directly took control of the future of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!

He took a deep breath and nodded.

"Yes, Father."

He readily accepted.

To find the most suitable light or dragon attribute spirit beasts for one's spirit, which has infinite possibilities, or even to find spirit beasts of other elements based on the characteristics of the spirit, one needs the support of a powerful force.

Relying on oneself is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Let alone myself, even the entire Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan's power might not be enough!

Yu Yuanzhen nodded in satisfaction and turned to leave.

In the courtyard, dozens of sect disciples remained kneeling, heads bowed, awaiting their new master's first command.

Yu Xiaoheng looked calmly at the crowd below.

Just then, a few figures stirred slightly in the crowd, and then stepped forward, crawling a few steps.

Upon seeing this, Liu Erlong frowned, a hint of anger flashing in her eyes.

"Yu Lin, Yu Hu! You lot still dare to come closer?"

She recognized these people.

When Yu Xiaoheng was initially deemed to be neglecting his duties, these were the people who were most vocal in their criticism.

Yu Xiaoheng's expression shifted slightly as memories flooded back.

He remembered.

When he was five years old, he had accumulated his first pot of gold by purchasing large quantities of whale glue.

The sarcasm of these people was the most offensive.

Can these people... submit to me?

"Young Sect Master!"

The young man in the lead was named Yu Lin. He raised his head, his face full of fear and regret.

Before Yu Xiaoheng could speak, he raised his hand and slapped himself hard across the face.

Snapped!

The crisp sound was particularly jarring in the quiet courtyard.

"Young Sect Master, we were blind! We shouldn't have mocked you back then!"

*Slap!* Another slap.

"We are sinners of the sect!"

Seeing this, the others behind him followed suit, and for a moment, the only sound in the courtyard was the slapping of their own faces.

Liu Erlong felt relieved, but also felt that things had gone a bit too far, so he subconsciously looked at Yu Xiaoheng.

"okay."

Yu Xiaoheng spoke calmly.

Yu Lin and the others looked up, their faces marked with blood, their eyes filled with apprehension.

Yu Xiaoheng looked at them and slowly said, "Let bygones be bygones. No one is perfect, who can be without fault?"

“Remember this: you are not kneeling before me, Yu Xiaoheng; you are pledging allegiance to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. Your honor and disgrace today have nothing to do with me personally, but they are closely related to the future of the sect.”

He paused, his gaze sweeping over everyone.

"What I need is not a group of lackeys who only know how to kowtow and admit their mistakes, but a group of warriors who can fight alongside me and make the name of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex resound throughout the entire continent."

"Can you do it?"

His words were powerful and resounding.

The dozens of disciples kneeling below were initially stunned, but then their eyes blazed with intense light.

What a magnanimous spirit! What a magnificent character!

"We swear to follow the young sect leader to the death!"

"For the sake of our sect, I would gladly die ten thousand deaths!"

The response was so powerful it made the air in the courtyard buzz.

Yu Xiaoheng, however, was completely clear-headed.

Have my rhetoric become more sophisticated?

No.

If the same words had come from Yu Xiaoheng, who was once "obsessed with the ways of commerce," they would have only drawn more ridicule.

What has changed is not the words, but the status of the person who said them.

This is the taste of power.

Chapter 37 Ah Yin's Shock: Someone's Luck is So Great!

Three days later.

Before the morning mist had completely dissipated, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was already bustling with activity.

The huge dragon-patterned banner fluttered in the wind, as if the roar of a dragon echoed through the air.

The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan has launched a full-scale attack.

Sect Master Yu Yuanzhen, a level 95 Title Douluo, personally led the team.

Following them were dozens of sect elders with imposing auras, each of whom was a Soul Douluo-level powerhouse.

Further behind were hundreds of young Soul Masters dressed in uniform blue outfits. They were the backbone of the sect and were responsible for guarding and clearing out enemies along the way.

In the center of the group, over a hundred young disciples who had passed the Thunder Pool tempering stood solemnly, their eyes filled with fervor.

This massive procession, like a winding dragon, slowly drove out of the sect, kicking up clouds of dust.

Target: Starry Sky Forest.

……

Starry Sky Forest.

peripheral.

The "Soul Master Resource Management Office," officially established by the Heaven Dou Empire, set up a temporary registration point here.

Several uniformed staff members were impatiently processing the paperwork for a Soul Master team.

"Remember this: you can only stay on the outskirts of the forest. You are not allowed to hunt juvenile soul beasts, and you are not allowed to approach the middle and rear areas!"

The staff member didn't even look up, mechanically repeating the warning that had already been given countless times.

"Otherwise, if anything goes wrong, we won't be responsible at all!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a burly man with a scarred face among the group of soul masters suddenly pointed into the distance and shouted in surprise and uncertainty:

"Hey? Look at that group of people over there, why did they just go in without registering?"

Following the sound, everyone looked and indeed saw a large group ignoring the registration point and heading straight into the depths of the forest.

"Exactly! Why should they get special treatment?"

Are rules just for show?

Immediately, public sentiment was agitated.

Upon hearing this, the staff member in charge of registration suddenly changed his expression, hurriedly lowered his voice, and waved to the crowd.

"Are you out of your minds? Didn't you see that's the flag of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan?"

The scarred-faced man looked defiant.

"What's wrong with Blue Lightning? Isn't he a Soul Master too? Judging from their appearance, the leaders are just a bunch of greenhorns. They're probably just going to the outskirts to hunt for a hundred-year Soul Ring."

A tall, thin man next to him chimed in, "That's right, we're all Soul Masters at level 30 or 40! If it really comes down to a fight, the younger generation of Blue Lightning won't be a match for us!"

He hadn't finished speaking.

An invisible pressure descended like a mountain!

The air suddenly froze, as if it had turned into sticky glue.

All the Soul Masters around the registration point, whether they were complaining or watching the show, froze, their breaths stopping.

Scarface and the tall, thin man's legs went weak, and they almost collapsed to the ground. All color drained from their faces, and their eyes were filled with endless fear.

Title Douluo!

This overwhelming pressure is definitely that of a Title Douluo!

In an instant, the entire area around the registration point fell silent; you could hear a pin drop. No one dared to utter another word.

In the distance, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's army passed by in a grand procession, and this time everyone could see them clearly.

It wasn't Blue Lightning that came; it was just some greenhorns.

Instead, a boy of about six or seven years old was walking in the most conspicuous position in the group!

Some of the bolder low-level Soul Masters couldn't help but crane their necks and look in the direction the others were pointing.

At the very front of the procession, a young man rode a magnificent white horse.

He wore a white and light blue robe, his face was heroic and his expression was calm. He was surrounded by countless powerful figures at the core.

Yu Yuanzhen, the sect leader of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan who unleashed terrifying pressure, actually walked at the front of the group, clearing the way for them.

This posture is reminiscent of being surrounded by stars.