Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 265 A New Form: Fiery Sacred Dragon! Tang San Practices the Nine Techniques of Haotian! The Jade Crown Saves Shrek Academy!
Deep within Thunder Valley, the raging energy of Thunder Prison continues to wreak havoc.

Purple lightning, like a giant python, rolled through the clouds, striking down intermittently and blasting scorched marks onto the ground.

Suddenly, a long howl echoed through the valley.

The Fifth Elder was bathed in lightning, and his aura rose steadily.

"drink--!"

With a roar, the Fifth Elder unleashed a torrent of powerful soul energy that erupted like a volcano. The surrounding lightning seemed to be summoned, converging and forming a massive ball of lightning above his head.

With a deafening roar, the lightning ball shattered, and the Fifth Elder slowly opened his eyes. His aura underwent a dramatic change—he had successfully broken through his bottleneck and become a Title Douluo!
"Congratulations, Fifth Elder!"

The surrounding elders gathered around, their faces filled with envy and congratulations.

The Fifth Elder laughed heartily, full of vigor: "Thanks to the Sect Master's reforms, otherwise I probably would never have been able to even touch the threshold of a title in my entire life!"

Upon hearing this, everyone turned to look in the direction of the center of Thunder Prison.

There, three figures stood amidst the thunder: Yu Zhentian, Yu Zhenhai, and Yu Yuanzhen.

They were surrounded by powerful soul energy fluctuations, clearly using the power of the Thunder Prison to break through to a higher realm.

Since Yu Xiaolie became the sect leader, they have devoted themselves to cultivation and have not concerned themselves with sect affairs.

Just then, the Third Elder exclaimed, "Look! What's that?"

Following his finger, everyone looked and saw a crimson flame burning amidst the lightning deep within the Thunder Prison! The flame and lightning intertwined, creating a strange and wondrous sight.

"How could there be fire in Thunder Prison?" The elders looked at each other with puzzlement and surprise.

"Could it be that the sect leader's martial spirit has evolved again?" The Fifth Elder squinted and muttered to himself.

In the center of the Thunder Prison, Yu Xiaolie sat cross-legged, his body enveloped in flames and lightning.

His dragon cub martial spirit hovered in front of him, its originally light purple fur tinged with a faint crimson, and its size had increased by a notch.

Suddenly, a deafening dragon roar resounded.

The dragon cub's fur turned into fiery red scales, hard and with a glass-like luster.

Its body continued to expand, thick dragon horns grew from its head, wrapped with dancing flame patterns, and the breath it spewed was no longer ordinary dragon breath, but raging flames.

Its wings, formed from raging flames, were like burning blades, radiating terrifying heat.

A majestic dragon, its body wreathed in flames, appeared in mid-air.

"Finally succeeded..."

Yu Xiaolie opened his eyes, a smile playing on his lips.

Although the thunder attribute of Thunder Valley is not entirely suitable for activating the fire attribute, the intense pressure here provides a rare opportunity for the evolution of martial souls.

After a long period of time, the dragon cub finally completed its transformation, taking on another form: the Fiery Holy Dragon!

The dragon cub raised its head and let out a deafening roar, its voice filled with majesty and power, as if announcing its rebirth.

……

The back hill of Limestone College.

The night was as dark as ink, with only a few rays of moonlight filtering through the gaps in the branches and leaves, casting dappled shadows on the ground.

Tang San carefully stepped on the fallen leaves and arrived at the place he had agreed to meet Tang Hao on time.

"coming?"

A deep voice came from the darkness, and Tang Hao's tall figure slowly walked out. His eyes, hidden beneath his disheveled hair, gleamed sharply in the moonlight. He had been waiting there for a long time.

"dad."

Tang San called out softly.

Tang Hao didn't waste any words: "Release your second martial soul."

Tang San nodded firmly, and with a flick of his left hand, a jet-black hammer-like martial spirit floated in his hand.

Tang Hao's gaze fell on the hammer, and his brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

Compared to the Clear Sky Hammer, the number one weapon spirit in the world, Xiao San's ordinary hammer spirit is of much lower quality.

He paused for a moment before speaking, "The core of the Nine Secrets of Haotian lies in 'momentum,' not 'weapon.' Even without the Haotian Hammer, you can cultivate that momentum."

"Watch closely, Haotian Nine Techniques - Breaking Technique!" he shouted, his figure suddenly accelerating, the Haotian Hammer whistling through the wind, like a golden lightning bolt, smashing heavily into the ground.

In an instant, the ground shook violently, and a deep crack spread outwards from the point where the hammer struck, with the surrounding rubble being blown away by the powerful shockwave and dust flying everywhere.

Tang San stared wide-eyed, intently watching Tang Hao's every move, memorizing the details of the moves and the key points of exertion.

Tang Hao put away his hammer, walked up to Tang San, and began to explain in detail: "The Breaking Technique emphasizes the concentration and explosion of strength and soul power. When striking with the hammer, you should use the rotation of your body to transform the soul power of your whole body into power and gather it at the tip of the hammer. With one strike, you should have the power to split the heavens and the earth."

Tang San nodded, gripped the iron hammer in his hand, took a deep breath, and began to try to use it according to Tang Hao's instructions.

Instantly, the hammer wind howled, but it lacked the domineering and heavy power that belonged to the Haotian Hammer.

Tang San used all his strength, but he only managed to create a shallow crater in the ground. The power of his attack was worlds apart from that of Tang Hao. Tang Hao stood to the side, his expression complex.

He could see that his son had done his best, but this ordinary hammer was simply no match for the true power of the Nine Secrets of Haotian.

He wanted to say something, but he swallowed it back.

His son had finally emerged from the shadow of losing the Eight Spider Spears, and he couldn't afford to further damage his son's confidence.

"Keep practicing."

Tang Hao finally uttered only these three words, his voice low and calm.

Tang San didn't say much, repeating the actions over and over again.

Sweat streamed down his forehead, soaking his clothes.

His arms trembled slightly from the excessive force, but he gritted his teeth and refused to stop.

Tang Hao watched quietly, feeling both gratified and bittersweet.

Tang San's talent is not bad, and he is even more hardworking than when he was young. As long as he learns the various self-created soul skills inherited from the Clear Sky Hammer, he will definitely be able to perform at a remarkable level.

"That's it for today."

After a long silence, Tang Hao finally spoke.

He stepped forward and patted Tang San on the shoulder.

Tang San put away the hammer and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Tang Hao didn't say anything more, but just looked at his son deeply before turning around and disappearing into the night.

……

On the other side of the Limestone College.

In the grove outside the main gate of the academy, Liu Erlong stood under a tree with a cold face.

"Two dragons..."

Yu Luomian emerged from the shadows, her face bearing a complex expression.

He looked at his daughter, hesitant to speak.

"What are you doing here?" How could a big shot from the Electric Tyrant Dragon Clan condescend to come to a place like this?

Liu Erlong spoke, her voice cold and out of character for her fiery personality.

Yu Luomian gave a bitter smile: "Erlong, I know you hate me and hate the sect. But I am your father, I... I just wanted to see if you were doing well."

Liu Erlong sneered: "Being expelled from the sect and forced to live in this remote and impoverished place with a bunch of children, do you think that's a good idea?"

Yu Luomian remained silent for a moment, a hint of heartache showing in her eyes, and finally sighed: "What happened back then was my incompetence; I couldn't ensure you could maintain your foothold in the family."

He knew that Liu Erlong's stubbornness and pride were largely inherited from him.

But now, this stubbornness has become an insurmountable chasm between father and daughter.

After a long while, he took out a storage bag from his bosom and handed it to Liu Erlong: "Here are some gold soul coins and a few medicinal herbs that can help with cultivation. You... take them."

Liu Erlong didn't reach out, but just looked at him coldly: "What do you mean? Charity?"

"Consider it a father's compensation to his daughter. I know you're currently handling Shrek Academy's dean duties, and this money... should be of some help."

Yu Luomian said in a slightly hoarse voice.

Liu Erlong stared at the storage bag, struggling internally.

Shrek Academy is indeed short of money right now. After Flander's death, the academy's operation has almost entirely depended on her.

If we accept this money, it will at least alleviate our immediate predicament.

But she was not reconciled.

She was unwilling to accept her father's "charity" and unwilling to admit that she needed help.

After struggling for a long time, she finally reached out and took the storage bag, but her tone remained cold: "If you had agreed to what Xiaogang and I had agreed to earlier, we wouldn't be in this situation now."

Yu Luomian's face showed a pained expression, which finally turned into a helpless bitter smile: "If you really love him, then... live well... I'll just pretend I didn't see it."

Liu Erlong paused for a moment, then turned her face away so her father wouldn't see her slightly reddened eyes.

She immediately replied curtly, "My affairs are none of your business."

Yu Luomian said nothing more, but gave his daughter a deep look before turning and leaving.

Liu Erlong stood there, gripping the storage bag in his hand tightly, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

She accepted the money because she didn't want to see Shrek fall.

She understood that Shrek Academy was Yu Xiaogang's life's work and his home; if the academy were gone, Yu Xiaogang would truly have nowhere to go.

(End of this chapter)