Douluo Continent: Azure Dragon Slays Evil, Qilin Suppresses the World

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit off, Xuanqing quickly changed the subject.

"Yanzi, I heard from the old poisoner that Yu Tianheng is pursuing you, but you didn't agree."

Dugu Yan nodded: "Yes! What's wrong?"

Xuan Qing forced a laugh and spoke.

"No...it's nothing. Luckily you didn't agree, otherwise you would have a boyfriend who is old enough to be my uncle."

"puff!"

Dugu Bo spat out the tea he had just drunk, spraying it all over Gu Rong. His eyes widened in shock.

Gu Rong, his face dark, asked while wiping his clothes, "What do you mean by this? That kid Yu Tianheng, he's only about twenty years old this year, right?"

Xuan Qing shrugged.

"It means exactly what it says. Yu Tianheng's relationship with that giant corpse is even closer than his relationship with his grandfather, Yu Yuanzhen. You all know that, right?"

Dugu Yan nodded.

"He highly praises Yu Xiaogang, but what does that have to do with age?"

Xuan Qing was unhurried, but the smile on his face was a little strange.

"Let me clarify two points beforehand. First, let's present the facts and evidence. Second, before I answer your question, let me ask you a question first."

When was Yu Xiaogang expelled from the family?

They all fell into memories.

Gu Rong spoke first.

"I don't remember the exact time, but it's been at least twenty years, right?"

Ning Fengzhi and Dugu Bo nodded, indicating that it was about the same.

"Even after Yu Xiaogang was expelled from the family, he never stayed long, even when he returned, right?"

The others nodded in agreement, indicating that he should continue.

Xuanqing began to settle accounts.

"People can start remembering things at three years old, which is considered early. It's not impossible for someone to start at six or seven. Let's assume he started remembering things at three years old and that he and Yu Xiaogang developed a relationship over three years."

"At that time, Yu Tianheng was six years old, and Yu Xiaogang was also expelled from the family that year. This happened at least twenty years ago, so here's the question—"

He looked at everyone and said slowly, "How old is Yu Tianheng now? He's at least twenty-six. At that age, he's definitely no problem being my uncle."

"If you're going to say that the uncle and nephew can develop a relationship by communicating across time and space, or that they can develop that kind of relationship just by hearing a few nice words, then just pretend I didn't say anything."

Ning Fengzhi frowned: "Doesn't he also have a cousin, Yu Tianxin? He's not even twenty-one years old yet."

Xuan Qing laughed: "One is your own grandson, and the other is your second brother's grandson. Whom are you going to side with?"

This question was too pointed, and Ning Fengzhi fell silent.

"The two seem to have similar talent, but as for their age... unless you touch their bones, who knows how old they really are? Who would be foolish enough to touch the bones of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex's grandson?"

"Isn't that just like an old man who's tired of living hanging himself?"

Apart from Xuan Qing, even the usually aloof Zi Ji's expression was now... unable to hold back.

Dugu Yan's expression grew increasingly grim.

She recalled the details of her time with Yu Tianheng, and something seemed off.

For example, Yu Tianheng has a very mature view of many things, unlike young people. For instance, his understanding of family affairs far surpasses that of his peers.

She used to think it was because of her good upbringing, but now that she thinks about it... it's probably because she's older and has more experience.

"Damn! I almost got scammed by this old man!"

Dugu Yan couldn't help but swear.

Dugu Bo quickly reassured him: "It's alright, it's alright. It's good that he didn't agree. Just stay away from him in the future. This kind of old cow eating young grass is no good."

Gu Rong suppressed a laugh and added, "Actually, he's not exactly an old cow. He's twenty-six, in his prime. It's just that compared to a young girl like you who's eighteen or nineteen, he is indeed a bit old."

Ning Fengzhi shook his head.

"If someone reaches level 39 at only twenty years old, that's considered genius, but... reaching level 39 at twenty-six or twenty-seven is a bit..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was clear: such talent is considered good among ordinary soul masters, but it's quite average among the direct descendants of major sects.

Xue Qinghe brought the topic back.

"Brother Xuanqing, you know so much about the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, it seems you've done a lot of research."

Xuanqing rolled her eyes.

"Use your brain, Your Highness. Stop thinking about conspiracies and schemes all day long. Why don't you just connect the dots?"

"Could it be that these two, uncle and nephew, can really communicate across time and space to cultivate a relationship? If their family has such means, wouldn't it be better to ask their ancestors or descendants for some good things and unify the continent?"

"Do they really want to use this to help the uncle and nephew build their relationship?"

This is a blunt statement, but it's also true.

Xue Qinghe was taken aback, but he wasn't angry. Instead, he laughed, a laugh that was quite meaningful.

"Brother Xuanqing's insight is profound. In your opinion, which of the Three Upper Sects and the Spirit Hall is most likely to run into trouble?"

Xuanqing thought for a moment and began to analyze.

"The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex wanted both lightning and the flesh of a dragon, so it couldn't reach the extreme in either direction and ended up stuck in a limbo."

"Physically, it's no match for a Tyrannosaurus Rex, and its thunderous power is far inferior to that of the Thunderous Hell Vine."

"Thunderous Hell Vine?"

Everyone was puzzled; they had never heard of this name before.

Zi Ji explained, "It's a very peculiar soul beast that absorbs lightning to cultivate. A hundred years ago, it could only rely on fate, and it might take ten thousand years to reach the cultivation level of a hundred years."

"A hundred years later, they can draw lightning to cultivate on their own. It can be said that before ten thousand years of cultivation, they were as weak as weeds."

Xuan Qing added, "But once you break through ten thousand years, it will be absolutely no problem to defeat a hundred thousand-year-old soul beast without a special bloodline. They only have two goals in their lives: to conquer the thunder or to perish from the thunder."

"Moreover, it will definitely self-destruct in at most 60,000 to 70,000 years. There has never been an exception since ancient times. Once it realizes that it is no match for the enemy, it will also decisively detonate. You could say it is a calm madman."

Zi Ji nodded and recited a proverb: "Yan Yu Vine, ten thousand calamities, neither heaven nor earth will keep it."

Everyone was shocked; this kind of soul beast was too extreme, but also too powerful.

Returning to the main topic, Xuan Qing continued his analysis: "The biggest problem with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is that it can only hold seven soul rings."

Ning Fengzhi smiled bitterly. This was common knowledge, but it was also the biggest problem: he was destined never to reach level 80 in his lifetime.

Xuan Qing looked at Xue Qinghe: "Although the Haotian Sect has closed its mountain, isn't it also a form of recuperation? By the time they come out of the mountain again, those Soul Douluo elders from back then might have already broken through to the Title Douluo level."

"As for the Spirit Hall..."

He paused.

"That pope is doing a good job, but he is too ambitious and will definitely start a war within twenty years."

"If you really want to put it in perspective, the Spirit Hall represents the common people and independent cultivators, while the other side represents the aristocratic class of the seven major sects and the two great empires."

Ning Fengzhi pressed further, "Young friend Xuanqing, who do you think will win?"

Xuan Qing looked at him and a mocking smile appeared on his lips:

"Do you have a Peerless Douluo? If Qian Daoliu were to actually fight, it's impossible for him to wipe out the entire army in one go, but who among you can stop him?"

"If it doesn't work the first time, try the second time; if it doesn't work the second time, try the third time. It just takes a little more time."

This is harsh, but it's true. The power of a peerless Douluo is immense.

Xue Qinghe asked a pointed question: "Who do you hope will win?"

Xuanqing did not answer, but stood up.

"If there's nothing else, I'm going back to Heaven Dou City. After all, I haven't been there yet."

Dugu Yan suddenly spoke.

"There is indeed something. The battle you caused three days ago, where our Spirit Battle with the Shrek Seven Devils didn't happen, will be held tonight in the Great Spirit Arena, where our two teams will face off."

Xuan Qing was speechless.

"That Yu Xiaogang is really brain-dead! He still dares to hit someone?"

Ning Rongrong asked in a low voice.

Why do you say that?

Xuanqing pointed at Dugu Yan.

"She's a level 44 Soul Master, and none of the other six members of the team are below level 35. What about your Shrek Academy?"

"Four Soul Masters and three Great Soul Masters, the difference in level alone is huge, and this is a hard gap that no tactic can make up for."

"Finally, for the sake of the meal money, I'll give you a piece of advice: stay away from them."

Ning Rongrong asked, puzzled, "Why?"

Xuanqing looked at her, his tone serious.

"Birds of a feather flock together. If I'm not mistaken, Sect Leader Ning sent you out to temper your temper, not to turn you from the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School into a loyal supporter of Shrek Academy."

"Perhaps you haven't even realized it yourself, but in your heart, Shrek Academy's status has begun to surpass that of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."

Ning Rongrong's face turned pale, and she wanted to retort but couldn't say a word.

Xuan Qing looked at Ning Fengzhi.

"Sect Leader Ning, tell your daughter to stay away from Yu Xiaogang. That guy's brainwashing skills are top-notch. Do you think he'll need to put in much effort to deal with a young girl?"

"Even Flanders could tame her completely."

Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong's faces turned completely dark.

They remembered that Ning Rongrong had praised Shrek to the skies in her letter, never mentioning any of his shortcomings.

The fact that she has no flaws is her biggest flaw, which means she has been brainwashed and cannot see the problems.

Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath and made a decision.

"Rongrong, you'll come back with me after tonight. No, you'll drop out of school right now."

Ning Rongrong panicked: "Dad, I..."

"Shut up!"

Ning Fengzhi rarely lost his temper with her.

"There's no room for discussion on this."

Gu Rong didn't say anything this time either.

He knew this matter had blown up; no matter how much he doted on Ning Rongrong, this had crossed a line.

Ning Fengzhi looked at Xuan Qing.

"Young friend Xuanqing, why don't you accompany us for a while, and then we can return to Tiandou City together."

Xuanqing thought for a moment and nodded.

"Fine, I'll just treat it as watching a show for free."

Ning Fengzhi paid for the meal, and the group got up and headed towards Shrek Academy.

The atmosphere on the way was somewhat heavy, but Xuan Qing remained calm.