Chapter 12 Clan Crisis, the Truth Behind Ye Tianchen's Father's Death!
"Calm, he was too calm."
"That's right, it's too calm. Even I, a level 79 Soul Saint, would not be able to treat the Title Douluo Yu Yuanzhen, who was enraged, with a calm mind if Uncle Jian were not by my side. But this boy, whose soul power level is only level 10, did it."
Ning Fengzhi nodded slightly, his eyes filled with all-knowing wisdom.
"Fengzhi is absolutely right. Fortunately, we listened to Rongrong and chose to offer help in times of need rather than add to someone's already good fortune."
A rare smile appeared on his usually indifferent face.
...
"Damn it! Sanpao, block this for me!"
Ye Tianchen scooped up the chubby Luo Sanpao and, as he stepped back, threw Luo Sanpao toward Lei Yanlong, who was charging toward him.
"┗|｀O′|┛Aww~~"
Luo Sanpao rolled on the ground, trying his best to look fierce.
In response, Lei Yanlong's foul-smelling, gaping maw met its wrath.
"Hiccup~"
After swallowing Luo Sanpao whole and letting out a burp, Lei Yanlong glanced around, but the human soul master was nowhere to be seen.
"You're lucky. If I see you again, I'll devour you, you wretched human who attacked me!"
With a cold snort, Lei Yanlong turned and left.
A few minutes later, a head emerged from the pile of dead leaves. After confirming that Lei Yanlong was gone, Ye Tianchen breathed a sigh of relief and shook off the dead leaves that were stuck to his head.
"A separated martial soul also has its advantages; at least it increases the success rate when escaping. But... I failed again."
Ye Tianchen sighed softly, his face full of bitterness.
Ye Tianchen has been in the Star Dou Forest for a full month.
In the past month, he has been trying to hunt down century-old soul beasts.
He tried almost every method imaginable—poisoning, traps, ambushes—but none of them succeeded.
The time limit for hunting soul beasts has been reduced again and again, from four hundred years, three hundred years... all the way down to one hundred years.
The Thunderflame Dragon he just saw was a soul beast that had only been around for a hundred years. And the result was obvious: if Luo Sanpao hadn't acted as bait, he would probably have been in grave danger.
"With my current strength, hunting a hundred-year-old soul beast is nothing short of a pipe dream, but hunting a ten-year-old soul beast would be tantamount to digging my own grave. Could it be that I have to use my trump card to obtain a hundred-year-old soul ring?"
The thought had barely crossed his mind when Ye Tianchen forcibly dispelled it.
"Using our trump card is like using an anti-aircraft gun to kill a mosquito. We've already been here for a month, so another month won't hurt. Sanpao, keep watch for me."
Ye Tianchen summoned his martial soul Luo Sanpao again, and with a push of his feet, he climbed up the towering tree in front of him.
Nothing happened that night. When the first rays of sunlight shone on Ye Tianchen's face in the morning, he opened his eyes, jumped down from the tree, and slapped Luo Sanpao's chubby head.
"Stop sleeping, Sanpao! Let's go hunt for spirit rings."
"Aww~"
Luo Sanpao let out a howl and followed Ye Tianchen's footsteps eagerly.
...
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan.
Yu Tianfei kicked over the table in front of him, and the teapot and teacups rolled all over the ground, shattering into countless pieces on the bluestone floor.
It's been a month, and that humiliation is gnawing at his heart like a venomous snake—kneeling in public and apologizing to that good-for-nothing!
He originally planned to take revenge on Ye Tianchen, but what came before his revenge was the news that Ye Tianchen had left the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan.
"Ye Tianchen..."
He gritted his teeth as he uttered the name, his knuckles turning white from clenching his fists.
A fifteen-year-old with level 30 soul power, the newly promoted number one genius of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan, was actually forced to kneel in public by a trash with only level 10 soul power.
Over the past month, the family members who used to fawn over him have long since lost the respect they once showed him!
"Young Master Tianfei..."
A servant's cautious voice came from outside the door.
"The clan leader has ordered that you continue to reflect on your actions in seclusion, and you are not permitted to..."
"Roll!"
Yu Tianfei's soul power surged, his first soul ring lit up, and a thunderous dragon claw shot out, tearing through the air.
The heavy door panel instantly charred and shattered, and the servant who had just spoken screamed and tumbled down the steps, the air filled with the smell of burning flesh.
He took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed his surging anger.
His father, Yu Zhanhui, had been away on a mission for nearly half a year. If his father were here, how could he have allowed him to suffer such a humiliation? How could he have let that little bastard Ye Tianchen leave the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan alive?
"Young Master Tianfei..."
The servant's voice paused, and after a moment, a trembling voice rang out again.
"The general has returned."
"What did you say?! Father's back?!"
Yu Tianfei turned around abruptly, his face showing excitement.
"The general has just returned to the clan and is reporting back to the clan leader!"
.....
After listening to his son's story, Yu Zhanhui crushed the two lightning stones he was playing with into pieces with a "crack".
This first warrior of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon family after Yu Zhantian was burly and had a pair of sharp, hawk-like eyes set in his gloomy face.
He spends most of his time away from home carrying out the family's most dangerous missions, and he carries an inescapable aura of iron-bloodedness.
"Kneeling in public..."
Yu Zhanhui's voice was low and hoarse, like the friction of sand and gravel.
"Good, very good. Yu Zhantian's son is just like his father, both ungrateful wretch!"
Yu Tianfei knelt on one knee, his eyes burning with the flames of revenge.
"Father, please allow me to leave the clan and hunt down Ye Tianchen! If I do not avenge this, I, Yu Tianfei, swear I will not be a man!"
"Pursuit?"
Yu Zhanhui sneered.
"Do you think the clan leader will allow it? He's busy dealing with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect right now and won't touch that little bastard."
"Then does that mean...?"
"Shut up."
Yu Zhanhui interrupted his son, slowly stood up, and walked to the window. Outside the window, the thunderclouds on the Nine Peaks of True Dragon rolled endlessly, with blue lightning weaving through them like dragons and snakes.
"Do you know how Ye Tianchen's father died?"
Yu Tianfei was taken aback, clearly not expecting his father to suddenly ask about this.
"According to family records, Yu Zhantian was accidentally chased by a 100,000-year-old soul beast while hunting for his ninth soul ring. He was severely injured and died, and..."
"And I'm the one who brought this message, right?"
Yu Zhanhui turned to look at Yu Tianfei, a ferocious smile on his face.
"That's just an excuse used to appease the family."
The air seemed to freeze for a moment. Yu Tianfei stared blankly at his father, his heart pounding uncontrollably. A sense of danger made his mouth dry.
"Father...you mean..."
"Ten years ago, in the Star Dou Forest."
Yu Zhanhui's voice was very low, so low that only the two of them could hear it.
"In fact, Yu Zhantian succeeded. He successfully hunted down a 100,000-year-old soul beast at the cost of serious injury to himself."
Yu Zhanhui walked towards Yu Tianfei, who was kneeling on the ground, his eyes filled with a hint of reminiscence.
[end of the chapter]