Douluo: The Peerless Dragon Shakes the Universe.

Chapter 4 Secrets of the Great Clans

The plaza at Taiji Peak was very spacious; the boy estimated it to be about the size of two or three football fields from his previous life.

To the north of the square stands a grand hall, nine zhang high and over thirty zhang long.

It is called the Taiji Hall.

The entire temple is constructed of spirit-stabilizing wood to stabilize the spiritual energy flow of the area.

As soon as Jiang Shuo entered the main hall, he felt every pore on his body open up.

An intense feeling of comfort swept over my entire body.

He had an urge to sit down and cultivate on the spot.

This impulse was quite strong, stemming entirely from the instincts of his six-year-old body.

Suddenly, several gazes converged on the boy, landing directly on him; these were his uncles, who were over a hundred years old.

Although these people are my elders, they are old-fashioned people who stick to the hierarchy.

Jiang Shuo composed himself and suppressed the impulse to avoid making a fool of himself.

"Is Xiao Shuo here?"

"Not bad. I heard you were the only one with full innate soul power when your martial soul awakened yesterday?"

"I recall that our sect has not had a full-strength innate soul force for more than three years. This is quite rare."

Upon seeing the young man arrive, all the uncles and titled Douluo immediately shifted their gaze to the front.

One of them spoke up with a smile.

As soon as one person finished speaking, others immediately chimed in.

"What a pity, it's a spear-type martial soul, it didn't inherit the powerful Taixu Xuanlong of my clan."

"Exactly! Tell me, what kind of person is the young sect master of the Taixu Sect, brandishing that damn silver spear?"

"Sigh! If you ask me, my elder brother shouldn't have married Sister-in-law Chen Yuan in the first place. Even if he did, she shouldn't have been his principal wife. How can the leader of the number one sect in the world only have one son? This is outrageous!"

Jiang Shuo's mother, Chen Yuan, was also present, but Jiang Yuanshi was not there, and she did not have the surname Jiang, so she stood with the young Jiang Shuo.

Although she was quite powerful, she was actually somewhat helpless against these arrogant younger brothers who considered themselves descendants of gods.

On one hand, the Supreme Elder is still alive, and her husband, Yuanshi Douluo, is not the strongest in the sect.

On the other hand, although she was the sect leader's wife, she was an outsider, so these people didn't dare to openly criticize her, but only secretly said that her martial spirit, the Soul-Breaking Spear, was no good.

Jiang Shuo steadied himself, raised his fair forehead, and looked at his second uncle, a level 93 Title Douluo, who had spoken.

"My martial soul is the Silver Spear. Although it has never appeared in the history of the continent, it is a martial soul that can make my father's Taixu Xuanlong give way. How can it be a bad martial soul? Fifth Uncle is completely wrong."

Then, he looked at the third level 92 agility-type titled Douluo who had subtly said that his mother was unworthy to be the sect leader's wife, and his expression turned slightly cold:

"Isn't it a bit presumptuous of Sixth Uncle to utter such rebellious words in front of Grandfather's Taiji Hall? My mother's marriage to my father was with Grandfather's consent. What, does Sixth Uncle have a problem with that? Then why didn't he say it to Grandfather, but instead took advantage of my father's absence to mock him in secret?"

The moment the cold and aggressive question was uttered, the two sarcastic uncles' faces darkened instantly.

Chen Yuan was originally somewhat angry, but he refrained from doing so because of the Taixu Douluo in the hall.

Now she turned to look at her six-year-old son in astonishment.

They noticed a natural arrogance on the boy's face, showing no sign of fear despite facing a powerful uncle.

A sudden thought struck her.

A warm current flowed slowly through her heart, and a faint, almost imperceptible look of relief suddenly appeared on her dignified, elegant, and beautiful oval face.

My son has grown up.

The two uncles who had spoken up looked rather embarrassed when questioned and refuted by a six-year-old junior.

Especially the sixth uncle, who spoke last, had a face as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Hey kid! How dare you talk to your uncle like that?"

"No matter what, I am your elder, a member of the family! Even if I said something wrong, you should have carefully corrected me, instead of questioning me in such a high-sounding manner." Uncle Liu's voice deepened, and his eyes narrowed.

A trace of the pressure of a Title Douluo overflowed from his body, intentionally or unintentionally pressing down on the boy.

He's not even grown up yet, and he's already so disrespectful to his uncle who's a Title Douluo.

If you grow up and happen to inherit the position of sect leader, what would that be like?!

Jiang Shuo's soul power was keen, and he sensed the pressure as soon as it was released.

But he wouldn't back down an inch, because his mother was behind him.

It is also his dignity as the young sect leader.

He gritted his teeth, straightened his chest again, and suddenly unleashed his silvery-white true essence, determined to withstand the slight oppressive force that was drifting towards him.

The other uncles and elders present had different expressions; some hesitated to speak, some wanted to intervene, and some simply watched the situation unfold.

The family is so large that it's impossible for people's hearts not to waver.

Those who wanted to help were stopped by those who wanted to watch the show, and in the end the two sides canceled each other out.

Some people are eager to see the young sect leader suppressed so that... their own children can take his place.

As soon as the pressure of the Title Douluo approached, Jiang Shuo felt an overwhelming aura, like a raging flood.

My heart pounded like thunder, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on my forehead.

Chen Yuan's face darkened, and he grabbed the boy's shoulders, intending to pull him behind him.

Jiang Shuo shook his head and said in a low voice, "They wouldn't dare to hurt me. Let me handle this myself."

"Mother, this is the hardship that the young sect leader should endure."

Chen Yuan was suddenly stunned. The small boy in front of him seemed to have gained an indescribable heroic spirit.

Just like her husband once had it, but now it has been buried.

"Shuo'er..."

I'm currently reading the error-free version! This is the first time I've published this novel.

The young man stood tall and proud in the square, his face solemn and resolute.

Sixth Uncle's face turned somewhat unpleasant. With his level 92 strength, he hadn't been able to overwhelm Jiang Shuo in one fell swoop.

Feeling ashamed and angry, he was about to increase his force when...

suddenly.

"cough!"

A powerful cough followed, and the boy immediately felt the pressure on his body ease.

A figure appeared out of nowhere in front of the mother and child who were under pressure.

His tall figure blocked all the gazes directed at him.

Yuanshi Douluo, Jiang Yuanshi.

He arrived late, squinting as he scanned the dozens of people on the field, his blood brothers and sisters.

An overwhelming pressure, unmatched by anyone present, suddenly erupted from Jiang Yuanshi's towering figure, sweeping across the entire Taiji Hall square.

A deep, commanding voice, as heavy as a boulder, resounded: "Do any of you have objections to the positions of the Sect Master's wife and the young master?"

"If you have any, say it now so I can see it."

……

The pressure of a level 98 Title Douluo is enough to shake the heavens, and Jiang Yuanshi, who is both the head of a sect and the eldest son, has a natural aura of a superior.

His gaze swept around, and no one dared to meet his eyes.

"No, no, absolutely not!"

"I was just joking with my sister-in-law and nephew, please don't take it to heart, brother."

The uncle who had spoken first immediately stood up and laughed it off.

He had only expressed his feelings, not mocked, so Jiang Yuanshi didn't look at him, but instead looked at his other two cousins.

The two Title Douluos who had spoken earlier twitched their faces and slowly lowered their heads.

"Brother, I'm sorry, I talked too much. I'll definitely learn from this in the future..."

……

Jiang Yuanshi's expression softened slightly, and he stopped pressing the issue.

He was ultimately not only a husband and father, but also the head of a clan.

Seeing this, the uncles and elders all looked away, smiled, and pretended that nothing had happened.

However, the undercurrents hidden in one's heart are not so easily dissipated.

……

Jiang Yuanshi turned his head, slowly walked to his eldest son's side, and supported his shoulders, which were bent slightly due to the pressure.

"Stand up straight, a man should look like a man!" he said in a deep voice.

"Yes, Father!" Jiang Shuo straightened his back again, looking directly at the uncles and elders beside him without hesitation.

The Douluo of the Taixu Sect stopped making eye contact with the boy and instead chatted casually with feigned laughter.

(End of this chapter)