Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 342 The Phoenix Clan of Tianshui Kneels in Gratitude to Yu Xiaolie
The roar of the icy holy dragon ripped through the sky in the far north.

Soon, the Frost Dragon brought Yu Xiaolie and the other two back to the Crimson Guard Hunting Group.

When they landed in a good spot, the snow was blown about by the gale whipped up by the dragon's wings, attracting the attention of the patrolling Soul Masters and causing the passing members of the hunting party to bow in respect.

Yu Xiaolie flipped and landed, his boots making a crisp "crunch" sound as they stepped on the frozen snow.

He glanced back at Shui Bing'er on the dragon's back, a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

The girl had just gone through two rounds of absorption that went beyond her level, and her face was still flushed with an abnormal redness.

Yu Xiaolie reached out and brushed the snowflakes from his daughter's hair, then said to A Yin, "A Yin, take Bing'er to rest. Oversee her cultivation these next few days to solidify her foundation. I have important business to attend to tonight."

Although the girl's aura was strong, it was still somewhat weak, clearly a side effect of advancing multiple levels.

Ah Yin nodded. Just as she was about to ask Yu Xiaolie if there was anything else, a commotion suddenly came from the direction of the camp gate.

The sounds of metal clashing and shouting mingled with the wind and snow, and the words "Tianshui Fenghuang" could be faintly heard.

"What's going on?" Yu Xiaolie raised an eyebrow.

Haote rushed in, his head covered in ice shards, a broken chain still hanging from his fur coat.
"Boss! There's a group of Soul Masters outside the camp who claim to be from the Heavenly Water Phoenix Clan. They saw the Frost Holy Dragon flying in from the far north core area and say they have important business to discuss. They insist on coming in to ask us a few questions! The brothers dare not offend them, but we can't stop them!"

"The Phoenix Clan of Tianshui?" Yu Xiaolie raised an eyebrow.

At this moment, before anyone could be seen, a voice rang out, an aged yet powerful female voice piercing through the wind and snow: "The far north is in turmoil! I personally witnessed that icy holy dragon emerge from the core area of ​​the far north! I just wanted to inquire about the situation!"

Yu Xiaolie and A Yin exchanged a glance, and both of them showed helpless smiles.

The voice was so familiar; it belonged to Shui Ningshuang, Shui Bing'er's maternal grandmother.

One of the current heads of the Tianshui Phoenix Clan, she has been staying in the far north for a long time and rarely interferes in family affairs because she is the most likely to break through to the Title Douluo level.

"Let's go take a look."

Yu Xiaolie led A Yin and Shui Bing'er toward the door, and a chill mixed with snowflakes rushed toward them.

Outside the camp fence, a dozen figures were confronting members of the hunting party.

The elderly woman at the head of the group wore an ice-blue robe, her silver hair was neatly styled, and she was heavily tapping the ground with her carved phoenix cane.

With each strike, icicles burst from the tip of the staff, freezing the iron chain blocking the way into ice shards.

"Chief of the Water Tribe!"

Yu Xiaolie shouted, "In the middle of the night, are you trying to dismantle our camp?"

The crowd fell silent.

Shui Ningshuang turned her head sharply, her old eyes wide open: "You are His Majesty the Dragon God?"

She charged forward like an arrow, "I am Shui Ningshuang. The far north has been in turmoil recently, and the core area is ravaged by energy turbulence. Does Your Majesty know what has happened? Also, may I ask Your Majesty, is my granddaughter alright?!"

Just as the members of the hunting party were about to stop them, Yu Xiaolie waved his hand, signaling them to let them pass.

"Bing'er is alright."

Yu Xiaolie stepped aside to make way, and Shui Bing'er's voice sounded behind him: "Grandmother."

Upon hearing this, Shui Ningshuang rushed to Shui Bing'er almost in the blink of an eye.

Yu Xiaolie straightened his collar and then saw Shui Ningshuang holding Shui Bing'er, looking her up and down.

They were afraid of missing a single piece of meat.

After confirming that Shui Bing'er was safe and sound, Shui Ning Shuang was finally relieved.

But the next moment, she became curious again.

"Wow, your physique is so good, how can your aura be so deep at level 58?"

Upon hearing this, Shui Bing'er smiled awkwardly. "Grandmother, I'm level 76."

With that, she lightly tapped her fingertip, and seven spirit rings—yellow, purple, black, and red—emerged one after another.

Especially when the last crimson soul ring with two golden patterns rose up, there was a chorus of gasps from the audience.

Haote and the surrounding members of the hunting party stared wide-eyed, not even noticing their weapons clattering to the ground.

Level 76?! Just over a month ago, Miss Bing'er was only level 58. Isn't that an eighteen-level jump? Even more outrageous is that last soul ring—a red 100,000-year soul ring is already legendary, but a 200,000-year soul ring with gold in the red is something they've never even heard of!

The elders of the Tianshui Phoenix Clan gasped in astonishment.

“Seven...seventy-six levels?!” Shui Ningshuang’s voice changed.

The Phoenix Clan has produced many geniuses throughout history, but none of them have ever been able to absorb a spirit ring of such age at the seventh spirit ring stage.

She turned around abruptly and looked at Yu Xiaolie in disbelief.

"What did you feed her?! Grandma Shui just told me that Bing'er was only level 58 when we last met!"

It should be noted that in just over a month, Shui Bing'er's level increased by eighteen levels from level fifty-eight.

How terrifying are these numbers?

Who wouldn't be shocked to hear that?
Who wouldn't go crazy after seeing this?
Could it be that Yu Xiaolie, being a father, was too eager to achieve results and made Bing'er practice some unorthodox methods?
Shui Ningshuang's younger sister, however, was much calmer. When she saw Shui Bing'er's final 100,000-year soul ring, she immediately asked, "Two or two hundred thousand years?! What kind of soul beast is that...?"

Upon hearing this, Ah Yin stepped forward to comfort her, saying, "Grandma Shui, this is the soul ring of the Ice Bear King, one of the 290,000 ferocious beasts of the far north."

She paused, then added, "Elders, the turmoil you've felt in the far north core area is the result of Xiao Lie's battle against the far north beast. Bing'er's soul ring and soul bone are both gains from this battle."

Upon hearing this, the camp fell into a deathly silence, including members of the Tianshui Phoenix Clan and the hunting party.

Shui Ningshuang was incredibly excited to see that a younger generation in her family had such an opportunity.

She immediately stepped forward and grabbed Yu Xiaolie's hand, which she had been holding just moments before.

Then there was a loud "thump".

Shui Ningshuang immediately knelt down!

Upon seeing this, the elders behind him all knelt down in unison.

At this moment, they didn't care about face or seniority.

Yu Xiaolie brought such resources to their Tianshui Phoenix Clan.

It's just kneeling, it's nothing!
"On behalf of the Phoenix Clan of Tianshui, I thank Your Majesty the Dragon God for your great kindness! Our descendants are able to obtain this opportunity entirely thanks to Your Majesty's power!"

Yu Xiaolie stepped aside and said casually, "She is my daughter. It is only natural for me to protect her as she grows up. There is no need for such a grand ceremony."

Shui Ningshuang insisted on bowing:

"Your Majesty, you are mistaken. Although Bing'er is your daughter, she also carries the blood of my Heavenly Water Phoenix Clan. Your bestowing upon her this fortune in the far north is the greatest favor upon my clan. From this day forward, if Your Majesty the Dragon God has any command, my Heavenly Water Phoenix Clan will gladly die for you!"

Yu Xiaolie stopped refusing and waved for them to stand up: "Bing'er still needs to consolidate her foundation. You all should stay and watch over her cultivation."

When Shui Ningshuang raised her head, her old eyes glistened with tears. Then she turned to touch Shui Bing'er's forehead and asked, "Bing'er, is there anything else that's bothering you?"

She looked at Shui Bing'er with only heartache in her eyes.

The seventh spirit ring absorbed a 200,000-year spirit ring!

How could she not know the stakes involved, and the violent energy she would have to endure?
Shui Bing'er obediently shook her head.

Shui Ningshuang then performed a full-body check-up on Shui Bing'er before she felt relieved.

……

As night deepened, Shui Bing'er sat cross-legged in her tent, entering a deep meditation. The emerald light from the Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion Soul Bone shone through the tent cloth, casting dappled patterns of light on the snow.

Several members of the Tianshui Phoenix Clan stood guard by her bedside, their auras heavy and icy, as if afraid of disturbing her.

The wind and snow had stopped, and the aurora borealis flowed across the night sky, turning the snow-covered ground into a dreamy green.

Yu Xiaolie stood on the highest ice cliff behind the camp, his black robe billowing in the night wind.

He looked toward another direction in the far north, where faint energy turbulence could still be seen flickering.

"Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm, it's your turn."

The next second, his figure shot off the ice cliff like an arrow, his black robe drawing a clean arc in the night sky without alerting anyone.

(End of this chapter)