Douluo Dalu: Immortal Dragon Clan

As Jin Tianming stepped across the threshold in front of the Sun Moon Royal Academy, Jing Hongchen appeared like a ghost, her tone full of complaint: "You've been gone for months. I thought you weren't planning on coming back."

For the past few months, Jing Hongchen had not seen Jin Tianming and even suspected that he had returned to his family.

Although his grandson and granddaughter's martial souls have evolved in the past two and a half years, his own cultivation level is stuck at level 94 Title Douluo, and he has never been able to break through to Super Douluo.

He was determined to reach the Super Douluo realm before Elder Kong and become the number one person in the Sun Moon Empire. In that case, even the emperor would not dare to mess with him.

"Isn't he back?" Jin Tianming replied with a smile, then pulled Huo Yuhao in front of him and introduced him, "This is Huo Yuhao. His martial soul is the Spirit Eye, a rare spiritual-type physical martial soul. He should have a great talent for learning soul tools."

"Is he from your family?" Jing Hongchen looked Huo Yuhao up and down.

“No.” Jin Tianming shook his head. “He’s just like your grandson, he’s my little brother.”

Jing Hongchen was speechless for a moment, wondering to himself: Has this guy become addicted to taking on underlings? He took in my grandson not long after enrolling, then recruited a madman who plays with swords, and now even a rare spiritual-type body spirit owner has become his underling. Won't the Body Sect come knocking on our door?

Thinking of this, Jing Hongchen couldn't help but ask, "Does the Body Sect know about this?"

“I know.” Jin Tianming nodded. “I even asked them to give Huo Yuhao a few days of special training. It was personally instructed by the Sect Master of the Body Sect.”

Jing Hongchen was completely stunned. He hadn't expected Jin Tianming to have such abilities. But then he thought about the family behind him, and it seemed to make sense.

He paused, then asked curiously, "Does your family only have Super Douluo, and no Limit Douluo?"

"Why do you keep asking this?" Jin Tianming asked, puzzled. Jing Hongchen had been asking this question repeatedly over the past few years, which was really baffling.

Seeing Jin Tianming's puzzled expression, Jing Hongchen cautiously scanned the surroundings. After confirming that no one was around, she lowered her body and explained in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

"Didn't I hear that Mo Yan from Shrek Academy is from your family? Her family faction has a Limit Douluo. I'm curious, does your faction have such a powerful figure behind it?" Jing Hongchen's eyes gleamed with inquiry, his tone full of curiosity.

Jin Tianming frowned slightly and asked in return, "Is there any difference?"

Jing Hongchen raised his head and cautiously surveyed his surroundings again. After confirming that only the three of them were present, he lowered his voice and said solemnly, "This is of great importance. It concerns whether our Hongchen family can join the family faction behind you."

In fact, the news that the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School of the Heavenly Soul Empire had joined this family had long since gone from rumor to an undeniable fact. Especially with Sect Master Ning and his daughter successfully breaking through the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, and the sect growing stronger day by day, how could such a flourishing situation not move Jing Hongchen?

"You've been making a fortune in the Sun Moon Empire, why are you suddenly bringing this up?" Jin Tianming didn't believe that Jing Hongchen would easily give up such a huge piece of the Sun Moon Empire's pie because of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School or other interests. He was certain there must be other reasons behind it.

Seeing Jin Tianming's determined attitude, Jing Hongchen sighed helplessly and said, "Come to my office to talk." With that, she hurried towards her office, as if afraid of being overheard.

Jin Tianming stared at Jing Hongchen's departing figure, his Adam's apple bobbing twice. He then gestured with his chin to Huo Yuhao, who looked completely bewildered behind him, and the two of them quickly followed.

He wanted to see what this Master of the Red Dust Hall was really planning today.

After passing through three corridors, the three entered Jing Hongchen's private office. As soon as the heavy sandalwood door closed, Jing Hongchen raised his hand and set up a soundproof barrier, the soul power swirling around his fingertips condensing into a fine net of light in the air.

He deftly took out the bone china tea set, poured boiling water to release the rich aroma of Qimen black tea, and pushed the two cups of amber-colored tea in front of Jin Tianming and himself before sitting down on the leather sofa.

"Those people from the Sun and Moon Royal Family have gone completely mad!" Jing Hongchen's knuckles turned bluish-white from gripping the teacup so tightly that fine water droplets condensed on the cup's surface. "They actually dare to openly collude with the Holy Spirit Cult!"

Jin Tianming reached out and pressed Huo Yuhao's shoulder, gesturing for him to sit down as he pleased, before lazily sinking into the other side of the sofa himself.

The bone china cups clinked softly against the sandalwood tea table. He raised an eyebrow and said, "Didn't we have secret dealings before? Is it really worth getting so angry?"

"This time it's completely different!" Jing Hongchen slammed her teacup on the table, scalding tea splashing over the rim and spreading dark watermarks across the surface. "They've actually torn off their fig leaf, brazenly..."

"And you even made the Crown Prince recognize someone from the Holy Spirit Cult as his godmother?" Jin Tianming tapped the armrest with his fingers, the metal wristband striking the wooden surface with a crisp sound.

Jing Hongchen's pupils contracted sharply, and the teacup nearly slipped from his fingers. He stared intently at Jin Tianming, his back instantly tense like a bowstring. After a moment, he remembered the powerful family behind the other party and slowly exhaled a breath of stale air: "The most ridiculous thing is that Elder Kong, the head of Mingde Hall, actually stood by and did nothing!"

"Isn't this how the worship of the sun and moon works? As long as one is of royal blood, it doesn't matter who the emperor is."

"That's why I'm so eager to join your family. Now those people from the Sun and Moon Royal Family are actually colluding with short-sighted scoundrels. If I don't quickly choose a side, I might be exiled to some remote and impoverished place in the Sun and Moon Kingdom one day."

Jing Hongchen knew clearly how she had treated this prince in the past.

On the surface, this crown prince is kind and approachable, but inside he is ruthless and cunning. It seems that the bloodline of the Sun and Moon royal family is born with this kind of nature.

Upon hearing this, Jin Tianming chuckled. He remembered that in the original story, Jing Hongchen had made great military achievements, but in the end, he was still exiled by the eunuch prince to a remote and impoverished place far from the capital.

"Don't worry, Master Hongchen. As I said, as long as I am here, the sun and moon cannot stir up any trouble."

“That being said, how would you deal with it if other factions in your family suddenly got involved in the Sun Moon Empire?” Jing Hongchen raised a new question. “Didn’t you mention before that the geniuses of the different factions in the family have always been incompatible?”

"Then we'll have to eliminate them all."

Jin Tianming picked up his black tea and took a sip, his tone nonchalant, his eyes filled with indifference and arrogance.

In his view, those so-called family geniuses were nothing but insignificant ants, and perhaps only by assisting the Holy Lord to ascend to the top could he achieve true victory.

Upon hearing this, Jing Hongchen's pupils suddenly contracted.

For some reason, the worries in my heart seemed to lessen at that moment.

(End of this chapter)