Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 167 The Secret Chamber Douluo, Qian Renxue on the Way

At this moment, the dragon cub swung its tail, tearing the surrounding air apart and producing a piercing explosion.

The dragon cub raised its head and roared. After transforming into a dragon, it began to actively absorb the surrounding lightning power. The pained expression on its face disappeared, replaced by excitement and joy!

Transforming into a Thunderous Holy Dragon, the environment here has become the best nourishment for it!

Immediately afterwards, Yu Xiaolie's lightning-attribute soul power flowed freely within his body without any stagnation. Seven soul rings appeared one after another beneath his feet, especially the scarlet 100,000-year soul ring, which looked particularly eerie under the reflection of the lightning.

However, the oppressive aura around him did not disappear, causing Yu Xiaolie to break out in a cold sweat.

Immediately, he sat down cross-legged and began to meditate, clearly having withstood the pressure.

Yu Xiaolie's eyes grew brighter and brighter, and a barely perceptible smile even appeared on his lips.

"strong enough!"

He let out a low shout, then completely relaxed his mind and body, letting the power of lightning wash over his body.

The dragon cub was not idle either. It spread its wings and soared high in the Thunder Prison, even taunting the ferocious beasts formed from lightning.

Those electric beasts had no physical form; they were purely composed of lightning and resembled tigers, pythons, and even dragons, each exuding a terrifying aura.

The dragon cub, however, was not afraid at all. It opened its mouth and spewed out a thunderous breath, which directly blasted away a lightning tiger!
"Roar--!"

It let out an excited howl, as if proclaiming its dominant position.

In the distance, Yu Zhentian and his second grandfather stared in disbelief.

"This kid... he really withstood it with his Soul Saint body?"

Second Grandfather murmured.

Yu Zhentian took a deep breath, his eyes filled with shock.

Over the years, whenever he thought of how he almost abandoned Yu Xiaolie, a genius of the sect, when he was a teenager, he couldn't help but feel a sense of lingering fear.

……

The night was as dark as ink, and the spire of the Spirit Hall gleamed with a cold, silvery light under the moonlight.

Inside Qian Xunji's bedchamber, the flickering candlelight cast his long, lonely shadow.

At this moment, he was sitting at the carved tea table, his brows furrowed.

However, unlike usual, there was a beautiful woman by Qian Xunji's bedside.

The woman gently put down the book in her hand, a hint of worry flashing in her starlight-like eyes.

She was originally a noblewoman from the Kingdom of Barak, named Lu Wanxin, and her martial soul was a starlight.

Like the Angelic Martial Soul, it is also of the Light attribute. Furthermore, Lu Wanxin's talent is considered above average, and her temperament, like her name, is gentle and charming.

Qian Xunji met her through a series of blind dates he had recently arranged, and the two got together.

However, they kept a very low profile. Qian Xunji didn't even give her a grand wedding, so few people knew that the current Pope was already married.

"I'm going for a walk."

Qian Xunji suddenly stood up, his voice low.

Lu Wanxin opened her mouth, but in the end only said softly:

"come back earlier."

Qian Xunji nodded, pushed open the door, and stepped out, his figure disappearing into the darkness of the corridor.

After closing the door, Qianxunji looked up at the starry sky.

The sky was filled with dazzling stars, but Qian Xunji still looked serious.

During this time, Qian Xunji took a liking to Lu Wanxin at first sight because of her beautiful face and good talent.

The father, Qian Daoliu, did not object to his choice.

Lu Wanxin is indeed qualified and suitable to become the daughter-in-law of the Qian family.

However, because Qian Xunji was so eager to pass on his legacy, his actions each time felt somewhat routine, which made Qian Xunji feel powerless.

He looked at the starry sky and couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing.

At this moment, Qian Xunji was not even sure if he had ever loved Lu Wanxin.

After a long while, he sighed, no longer looking at the sky, somewhat unwilling to face it.

Immediately, Qian Xunji turned and walked towards the secret room, deciding to be alone for a while.

As the heavy stone door closed behind us, it shut out the starlight and everything else.

Qian Xunji began to close her eyes and empty her mind.

However, the silence did not last long. Soft footsteps suddenly came from outside the secret room door, accompanied by cautious calls.

Xunji, are you alright?

It was Lu Wanxin's voice.

Qianxunji froze for a moment, but finally opened the door.

Lu Wanxin was still wearing that silk nightgown; the silver fabric clung to her curves, and her skin below her collarbone was as smooth and lustrous as jade in the moonlight.

In her hands, she held a cup of warm calming tea, and the tips of her hair were still damp from her bath.

Clearly, she tidied herself up after Chihiro left.

Having been with Qian Xunji for so long, she knew about his pressure and understood him, so she was very virtuous.

Qianxun felt a surge of warmth in her heart when she saw that Lu Wanxin had come specifically to find her.

Over the years, almost no one knew about his habit: whenever he was unhappy, he would lock himself away and refuse to face the world.

But Lu Wanxin noticed that, faced with this sudden concern, Qian Xunji's breathing suddenly became rapid for some reason.

Perhaps it was because Lu Wanxin's outfit was too provocative, or perhaps it was because her nightgown couldn't contain the warmth inside.

It's also possible that the familiar, enclosed environment made him feel very relaxed.

"come here."

Qian Xunji grabbed her wrist, pulled her into the secret room, and locked the door behind her.

Then, Qian Xunji's voice deepened, and heavy breathing gradually began to rise.

Lu Wanxin gasped, but soon all her voice was swallowed up by the passionate kiss.

Then, a series of soft moans filled the secret room…

……

A few days later, the news that Lu Wanxin was pregnant spread among the elders of the Spirit Hall.

Qian Xunji was overjoyed, and even his attitude towards Lu Wanxin changed.

At least, they've become more enthusiastic.

On this day, Qian Xunji arrived at the offering hall.

This was the first time he had ever set foot in this palace with such joy.

The process was the same: Qian Xunji knelt before the angel statue, his voice sincere, yet unable to suppress the excitement in his tone.

"Father, Wanxin is pregnant."

Immediately, a familiar figure appeared, his expression softening as he nodded slightly.

"Yes, take good care of her and let her rest and recover. Have the pufferfish and the snake spear protect her secretly."

"Yes!" Qian Xunji nodded sincerely.

……

Time flies, and two years have passed.

The entrance to Thunder Prison is located in the back mountain of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan.

Yu Xiaolie was sitting cross-legged on a charred boulder, surrounded by raging lightning.

The dragon cub, transformed into a thunderous holy dragon, hovered above his head. The sparks of electricity that flew from its scales resonated with the thunder in the valley, like a symphony between heaven and earth.

"Finally, I've reached level 80."

Yu Xiaolie suddenly opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing in his pupils.

In the past two years, he has been spinning like a top between sect affairs and cultivation.

During the day, he would handle the scheduling of various departments, and at night, he would sneak into the Thunder Prison to temper his body.

Now, Yu Xiaolie is very familiar with sect affairs and has even proposed many optimization solutions.

For example, he integrated transportation routes into a scheme of three main roads and then branching off, which improved transaction efficiency by 30%.

At the same time, a simpler and more effective training program was developed for both inner and outer disciples.

At the same time, in addition to strengthening the management of the affiliated families, Yu Xiaolie also represented the sect on many occasions to attend diplomatic activities of various sects.

All of this amazed even Yu Zhentian, who said that he would have no problem handing the sect over to Yu Xiaolie.

(End of this chapter)