Douluo: Yu Hao is reborn, this Tang San is different

Chapter 118 The Wrath of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan

The afterglow of the setting sun filtered through the dappled branches and leaves, casting shimmering light spots in front of Huo Yuhao.

He knelt on the damp moss, before him lay the medicinal herbs he had gathered—a thousand-year-old blood ginseng with golden veins on its leaves, a jade marrow herb with crystal-clear roots, and a starflower emitting a faint glow. Dugu Bo leaned against an ancient tree not far away, surrounded by emerald-colored poisonous mist, vigilantly watching his surroundings, occasionally glancing at the boy's busy figure.

Huo Yuhao took a deep breath, and a soft, icy blue light emanated from his palm.

He first picked up the thousand-year-old blood ginseng, his fingertips lightly touching its body. His soul power seeped into it like threads, slowly peeling away the medicinal properties it contained. Under the influence of his soul power, the blood ginseng gradually transformed into strands of crimson liquid, suspended in the air. Next was the jade marrow grass. With a gentle twist of his hand, the grass stem turned into specks of crystalline liquid, merging with the crimson liquid to form a warm orange hue.

Finally, there was the Starflower. This seemingly delicate flower actually contained powerful healing energy. Huo Yuhao carefully held it in his palm, his spiritual power enveloping the flower like a tidal wave. Under the combined effect of his soul power and spiritual power, the Starflower bloomed with dazzling light, its petals disintegrating and turning into specks of starlight that merged into the medicinal liquid.

At this moment, the liquid medicine suspended in the air had turned into a magnificent purple, with a mysterious halo flowing across its surface.

A miniature alchemy furnace slowly rose in front of Huo Yuhao. He quickly formed hand seals, and three dark blue spiritual flames ignited from the bottom of the furnace. These were flames he had condensed using his ultimate Ice Spirit Eye martial soul. Although they were not as intense as ordinary flames, they were purer and easier to control.

Huo Yuhao introduced the fused medicinal liquid into the alchemy furnace, and the spiritual fire instantly enveloped the liquid, beginning the refining process.

Inside the alchemy furnace, the medicinal liquid churned and compressed continuously in the flames.

Huo Yuhao's silver eyes were fixed on the alchemy furnace, his spiritual power completely immersed in it, carefully sensing every slight change in the medicinal liquid. He would sometimes increase the intensity of the spiritual fire, and sometimes decrease the flame, like a skilled craftsman meticulously sculpting his work.

Sweat streamed down his forehead, soaking his clothes, but he was oblivious, completely absorbed in refining the elixir.

As time passed, the medicinal liquid gradually condensed into a purple sphere of light. Huo Yuhao knew that the most crucial stage of fusion had arrived. He formed a complex hand seal, and icy blue soul power flowed into the furnace like a long river.

At the same time, the temperature of the spirit fire suddenly rose, and the purple light sphere spun violently amidst the interplay of ice and fire, removing impurities from its surface one by one.

Suddenly, the alchemy furnace trembled violently, the purple light sphere exploded, and seven pills with a warm luster floated in the air.

These pills, their surfaces covered in fine patterns with faintly visible golden threads, were none other than the Purple Extreme Bone-Regenerating Pill, a sacred healing medicine from the Dou Qi Continent. Huo Yuhao breathed a sigh of relief, a contented smile spreading across his face. (Refining...)
The manufacturing process was more difficult than he had anticipated, but fortunately, he succeeded.

"Old Poison Master, this is a healing pill. After you take it, your previous injuries should be healed." Huo Yuhao carefully picked up a pill and walked towards Dugu Bo.

Dugu Bo raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

He reached out and took the pill, examined it for a moment, then tilted his head back and swallowed it.

The pill melted instantly upon entering the mouth, and a surge of heat flowed through the meridians. The broken bones made a faint cracking sound under the influence of the medicine, and the damaged meridians healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Dugu Bo moved his injured arm, feeling the strength gradually returning, and a hint of appreciation appeared in his emerald eyes: "Yuhao, I didn't expect that you would be so skilled in alchemy at such a young age. The effect of this medicine is even better than I expected."

Huo Yuhao scratched his head and smiled somewhat embarrassedly:

"It's good that I can help you, senior. This Purple Extreme Bone-Growing Pill is already very effective for bone injuries, and with these medicinal herbs being of very high age, the effect is naturally even better."

"Not bad, not bad." Dugu Bo nodded in satisfaction, and the poisonous mist around him quietly dissipated. "Looks like I'll have to ask you for more pills to keep on hand in the future."

Inside the ancestral hall of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family, the flames on the bronze candlesticks flickered in the draft, casting the portraits of past patriarchs hanging on the wall in an alternating light and shadow.

Yu Luomian's knuckles turned white as he gripped the secret letter. The words "Yu Xiaogang and Liu Erlong reunite" on the parchment seemed to transform into sharp fangs, piercing fiercely into his eyes.

In the corner of the secret letter, there was also a hastily written note about the current situation of Blue Tyrant Academy—that academy that only admitted commoners was now showing signs of rising in popularity due to the addition of Shrek Academy members.

"Absurd! Utterly absurd!"

Yu Luomian slammed the letter onto the sandalwood table, causing the dragon-shaped jade carving on it to tremble slightly. "This bastard! Not content with tarnishing the family's reputation back then, he dares to rekindle his affair with that woman!"

He turned to the elders seated on either side, his bloodshot eyes burning with rage. "Do you all still remember how he disgraced the family twenty years ago?"

The white-haired Third Elder rose shakily, his dragon-headed cane slamming heavily onto the blue brick floor: "How could we forget! As a direct descendant of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, his martial soul mutated into the useless Luo Sanpao martial soul, utterly disgracing the family. What's even more hateful is that he knew he was having an affair with Liu Erlong, yet he still committed this shameful act, causing Liu Erlong to flee to another place. This scandal is still a laughingstock among other sects!"

"That's not all!" The Fifth Elder slammed his hand on the armrest, making the teacups on the table clink. "Do you all remember how, after leaving the family, he openly promoted his martial spirit theories? Saying there are no useless martial spirits, only useless soul masters! This is clearly a slap in the face to families like ours that value martial spirit bloodlines! His fallacies have misled countless young soul masters!"

Yu Luomian sneered and pulled out another roll of parchment from his sleeve:

"Even more outrageous, someone discovered ancient texts in the Spirit Hall's library that contained records similar to his theories. This bastard's so-called 'Ten Core Competencies of Spiritual Power' is clearly plagiarism of the Spirit Hall's research findings! He's using the guise of academic exchange to seek fame for himself, completely disregarding the relationship between his family and the Spirit Hall!"

Before he could finish speaking, the ancestral hall door was suddenly kicked open, and a tall old man, supported by his attendants, strode in.

It was Yu Yuanzhen, the current patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family. His white hair was scattered messily over his shoulders, and the family crest on his chest rose and fell slightly with his rapid breathing, clearly indicating that he had rushed over after hearing the news.

"Brother!"

Yu Luomian hurriedly stepped forward and presented the secret letter and evidence. "Look at this," he said, "this Yu Xiaogang shows no remorse and has gotten involved with Liu Erlong again. Now he's even bringing Shrek Academy students into Blue Tyrant Academy. With his temperament, he'll surely bring disaster upon his family in the future!"

Yu Yuanzhen trembled as he accepted the secret letter. The moment his eyes swept over the handwriting, his aged face flushed crimson: "Unfilial son! Unfilial son!" He suddenly coughed violently, and the servants rushed forward to pat his back. Finally catching his breath, his voice was filled with heartache and anger.
"Back then, when his martial soul mutated, I never looked down on him and even hired the best teachers for him. But what did he do? Not only did he commit acts against the law, but he also openly opposed the family's principles!"

The Seventh Elder stroked his white beard, his expression grave, and said, "Clan Chief, Yu Xiaogang is now quite well-known in the Soul Master world, and he has many theoretical supporters. If we rashly bring him back, it might cause controversy."

"Criticism?" Yu Yuanzhen's eyes widened in anger. "He committed such a disgraceful act, bringing shame upon the family, and even plagiarized the Spirit Hall's achievements. This is treason! His supporters are nothing but fools brainwashed by his twisted logic!" He took a deep breath, a resolute glint in his eyes.
"Pass on my order: immediately dispatch the family's elite forces to Blue Tyrant Academy and bring Yu Xiaogang back. Anyone who obstructs them is to be killed without mercy! I want to ask him what his true intentions are!"

“But Clan Chief…” the Third Elder hesitated before speaking, “Liu Erlong is now a powerful figure, and the forces behind Blue Tyrant Academy have not yet been ascertained. If we act rashly, I fear…”

"What are you afraid of!"

Yu Luomian interrupted, "No matter how strong Liu Erlong is, can she be stronger than our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan? As for Blue Tyrant Academy, it's nothing but a second-rate academy that only admits commoners. This time, we not only want to capture Yu Xiaogang, but we also want everyone to know the consequences of daring to oppose the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!"

Yu Yuanzhen nodded slightly, a ruthless glint in his eyes: "Luo Mian is absolutely right. Yu Xiaogang must return to face the family's judgment. His crimes, one by one, must be investigated! His plagiarism of the Spirit Hall's achievements is a desecration of the transmission of knowledge; his relationship with Liu Erlong is a trampling of family ethics; and his promotion of those fallacies and heresies is a challenge to the family's authority!"

The atmosphere inside the ancestral hall was extremely solemn. The elders all stood up and replied in unison, "We obey the clan leader's command!"

Soon, the family's elite forces began to assemble, and the light of their dragon-shaped martial spirits shimmered in the night. A capture operation targeting Yu Xiaogang was about to begin.

Meanwhile, Yu Xiaogang, far away at Blue Tyrant Academy, was unaware that a storm was about to break out against him, and that he would face the wrath and judgment of his family.

On the way to capture Yu Xiaogang, Yu Luomian was already in the scene after the Fantasy Master was captured and brought back. The gloomy clouds were pressing down on the entire building complex, making it hard to breathe.

Between the twelve dragon-carved stone pillars, more than three hundred family members stood solemnly, holding bronze halberds. The blue lightning flashing on their bodies intertwined into a net, enveloping the ancestral hall in a chilling and oppressive atmosphere.

Yu Yuanzhen sat enthroned on the clan chief's throne, holding a dragon-headed staff—a symbol of judgment—its head inlaid with a dragon-eye ruby ​​that gleamed with an eerie light. "Yu Xiaogang, do you know your crime?"

His voice echoed like thunder in the ancestral hall, causing dust to fall from the dome.

Yu Xiaogang, chained and kneeling on the blue brick floor, still stood tall: "Father, what crime have I committed?"

"How dare you!" Yu Luomian abruptly stood up from his seat, flicking out a yellowed ancient book from his sleeve. "The 'Study on the Origin of Martial Souls' that you borrowed from the Martial Soul Hall's library overlaps in many places with your own 'Theoretical Foundations of Martial Souls.' What is this if not plagiarism?"

He then pointed to Liu Erlong behind Yu Xiaogang, "And your relationship with Liu Erlong has made our family a laughingstock across the entire continent! You falsely claim to be part of the Golden Iron Triangle roaming the martial world, but in reality, you're using the family's reputation to profit yourself!"

The Seventh Elder slowly unfurled a scroll of confidential information: "Shrek Academy has clashed with the royal family in Heaven Dou City. As a member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, you failed to inform the clan of any of this, causing us to miss an opportunity to forge an alliance with the royal family! This is disloyalty and unfilial!"

Yu Yuanzhen struck the dragon-headed staff heavily, and the ground immediately cracked open with spiderweb-like patterns.
"According to clan rules, plagiarists have their hands cut off, those who commit adultery are drowned, and those who are disloyal and unfilial are expelled from the clan! Yu Xiaogang, what else do you have to say?"

Liu Erlong suddenly broke free of her restraints, her body erupting with the brilliance of her Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex martial soul: "This has nothing to do with Xiao Gang! It was my insistence back then."

"Shut up!" Yu Luomian unleashed a bolt of lightning, knocking her back. "Liu Erlong, you are also a traitor to the family! Today, we will settle accounts with you all!"

Yu Xiaogang, glaring at his clansmen, suddenly burst into laughter, a laugh tinged with endless sorrow: "What a fine clan rule! My martial soul mutated, and you consider it a disgrace; I delve into theory, and you accuse me of plagiarism; I pursue love, and you condemn it as incest. But my conscience is clear!" He struggled to his feet, the chains dragging harshly on the ground. "You constantly claim to uphold the clan's honor, yet you cannot tolerate the slightest dissent. A clan like this is better off without!"

Yu Yuanzhen trembled with rage:
"Stubborn to the end! Guards, first cripple his cultivation, then..."

On the other side, the night dew of Blue Tyrant Academy clung to the tips of the grass blades. Flander leaned alone against an old locust tree by the lake, the wings of his owl spirit gleaming silver-gray in the moonlight. In the distance, a warm yellow glow emanated from the window of a thatched hut, casting the silhouettes of Grandmaster and Liu Erlong smiling at each other on the window paper like a striking painting.

He reached for the wine flask in his arms, only to remember that Zhao Wuji had snatched it and drunk it all that morning.

"Boss Fu, aren't you asleep yet?" Zhao Wuji's voice startled the owls on the branches.

The burly man handed over half a piece of dried meat, but hesitated when he saw his old friend's expression—the moonlight fell on Flander's face, illuminating the bitterness in his wrinkles.

"Sleep where?"

Flander forced a smile that looked more like a grimace, his nails digging deep into his palms. "We finally assembled the golden trio; we should be overjoyed."

He gazed at his distorted face reflected in the lake, recalling the scene twenty years ago when the three of them grilled fish in Sunset Forest. Back then, Liu Erlong's laughter could startle a whole flock of birds, and the master would always silently put the fattest pieces of fish into her bowl.

Zhao Wuji hesitated, then simply patted him on the shoulder.

After the footsteps faded into the distance, Flander crouched down, grabbed a pebble from the lakeside, and smashed it hard into the water. The ripples shattered the light and shadows inside the window, but became even clearer after the ripples subsided.

He suddenly remembered the bamboo flute that Liu Erlong had given him. It could not play a complete tune, but he had treasured it for twenty years.

"That's good, that's good."

He murmured to himself, burying his face in his wings. The owl's feathers were soft, yet they couldn't wipe the tears from his eyes. The night wind ruffled the white hair at his temples, and in a daze, he was transported back to their first meeting, when Liu Erlong clutched his sleeve and said, "From now on, the three of us will be the most powerful team." He had happily agreed then, but he didn't know when he had become the extra one.

(End of this chapter)