Douluo Continent: You become gods, I become immortals

Chapter 42 The impetuous young Yu Yuanzhen!

Several figures flashed past the entrance of the Blue Lightning Overlord Sect.

"Young Sect Master, if we sneak out like this, what if the Sect Master blames us—"

Yuheng's face was full of worry. He couldn't help but look back at the sect that was gradually disappearing into the distance, his tone full of unease.

"Tsk, so long-winded." Yu Yuanzhen ran forward quickly, the wind whipping his dark blue hair, his brows revealing an unruly and sharp spirit.

"It's just to find someone to spar with, not to attack the Spirit Hall. My father talks about that name all the time, I'm sick of it."

The name he kept repeating was Zhang Qingxuan, the one that had been keeping him on edge.

Ever since he overheard his father, Yu Jingtian, whispering that name while drinking alone late at night, Yu Yuanzhen has been obsessed with it.

With the help of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect's young master's influence, and the fact that the Li family's affair had become widely known, he followed the clues and actually found some leads.

"The Li family's adopted son is also named Zhang Qingxuan—the same name, the same age—"

A cold, fighting spirit curled at the corner of Yu Yuanzhen's lips.

"Whether you are Zhang Qingxuan or not, since you dare to make your presence known in front of my father, today I will personally verify your credentials and see if you are a real dragon or a mudfish!"

Meanwhile, on the star-gazing platform deep within the sect, a burly figure stood atop the cliff.

Yu Jingtian, dressed in a blue-purple sect leader's robe, stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze piercing through layers of space, precisely locking onto those departing figures.

"Sect Master, the Young Sect Master has sneaked off the mountain this time. If he causes trouble—"

The elder guardian beside him looked troubled, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

"There's no need to stop them, and you can't stop them anyway."

Yu Jingtian smiled faintly, a deep glint flashing in his eyes.

"Zhen'er has had a smooth life since childhood. Although he is exceptionally talented, he is too proud and does not know the dangers outside."

"Rather than keeping him cooped up and spoiling him, it's better to let him go out and face some challenges. Perfect, let that young man teach him a lesson about the saying 'there's always someone better.'"

After a pause, Yu Jingtian turned around, his gaze sweeping over the group of elders behind him with complex expressions, and slowly said, "Besides, this is also an opportunity for him to see what kind of monster his 'idol' really is."

An elderly elder with white hair couldn't help but step forward, cupping his hands in a respectful gesture, and asked, "Sect Master, is that young man named Zhang Qingxuan really as extraordinary as you describe?"

"Among the young sect leader's generation, the young sect leader is already a Soul Emperor at the age of twenty. Looking at the younger generation in the world, how many people can surpass him?"

"Yes, Sect Master, the Young Sect Master's talent is already monstrous, that Zhang Qingxuan—"

Listening to the elders' discussion, Yu Jingtian couldn't help but chuckle, his laughter tinged with reminiscence and emotion: "You haven't met him, so you naturally wouldn't understand. When I met him, he was not even twenty years old."

The elders immediately perked up their ears.

"It was a stormy night!"

Yu Jingtian's voice became deep, as if taking everyone into that thunderous battlefield.

"I am severely injured and being hunted by a soul beast with hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation!"

"Then suddenly the young man and a Title Douluo appeared and immediately started fighting the soul beast!"

"Due to the weather, that fire-attribute titled Douluo was unable to unleash his true strength."

"Unlike the titled Douluo, that young man was completely unaffected by the weather; he even harnessed its power."

"What? Taking advantage of the weather?" an elder exclaimed.

"Even lightning-attribute soul masters might not be able to utilize this kind of external force!"

"If it's just about taking advantage of the weather, that's fine." Yu Jingtian shook his head, gazing into the distance with lingering fear from back then in his eyes.

"What's terrifying is that when I was about to intervene, the overwhelming pressure of lightning emanating from him made even a level 93 Title Douluo like myself feel a chill. At that moment, I realized he wasn't borrowing power at all, but rather 'controlling lightning'!"

The entire room fell silent.

What kind of concept is the sense of crisis that a Title Douluo possesses?

At this moment, Yu Jingtian dropped an even more shocking bombshell: "Moreover, I'm telling you, according to my perception, that young man's martial soul—does not inherently possess the lightning attribute!"

"This is impossible!" the elders exclaimed almost in unison, then looked at each other in disbelief.

Without the attribute of lightning, yet able to command the thunder and lightning of heaven and earth? Unless—

Looking at the shocked expressions on everyone's faces, Yu Jingtian sighed softly and revealed the truth that had left all the high-ranking members of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan breathless: "That's right, it was a self-created soul skill that he comprehended. Moreover, it wasn't just a soul skill; it was an understanding and control over the laws of heaven and earth."

"A self-created soul skill!"

These four words resounded like thunder in everyone's hearts.

For top-tier forces, a 100,000-year soul ring is certainly precious, but it is a consumable; while self-created soul skills, especially those involving elemental laws, are living legacies that can be passed down from generation to generation! Their value even surpasses that of top-grade soul bones!

After a brief moment of shock, the elders erupted in uproar, their eyes turning red.

"Sect Master! Why didn't you force him to stay back then!" An elder stamped his foot in distress, heartbroken.

"Such a genius, proficient in the art of lightning, is truly a treasure bestowed upon our Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan by the heavens! It's worth any price!"

"That's right, Sect Master! If we can recruit him into the sect, our sect's strength can reach its peak at least fifty years earlier!"

"Hehe, Sect Master, I think this is easy to handle."

An elder, who was rather plump, rubbed his hands together and chuckled lewdly, "Just by hearing his appearance, I can tell that he is a man of imposing stature, about the same age as my daughter. They are a perfect match, and he should be my son-in-law!"

"Wouldn't that mean we'd have both the talent and the secret techniques?"

"Bullshit! What do you have to do with your daughter!" A hot-tempered elder next to him immediately glared and shoved his colleague aside.

"I think he's the one destined for me, my precious daughter who just turned eighteen! I'll go back and write a letter right away, and have her get ready for her wedding!"

"You old lecher, how old is your daughter? She looks like the kind of person who's devoted to one person; she probably already has someone she likes!"

"Go away, go cool off somewhere else. My daughter is gentle and virtuous, much better than your shrewish wife!"

For a moment, on the originally solemn and dignified observatory, several elders who usually appeared respectable and righteous argued heatedly over who would be their future son-in-law, and almost came to blows on the spot.

Looking at the scene before him, Yu Jingtian rubbed his temples helplessly, but a meaningful smile appeared on his lips.

"Alright, enough of that," Yu Jingtian waved his hand, interrupting the farce.

"That kid's shrewd; you'd better put those ideas away. As for Zhen'er—"

He looked again in the direction where the airship had disappeared, a hint of anticipation flashing in his eyes.

"Let Qingxuan teach my good-for-nothing son a lesson."