Douluo Continent: Tonight, a Fairy Tale Descends

In the Douluo Continent, strength reigns supreme. The Clear Sky Sect has remained secluded for many years, yet its generational creed has never changed: to subdue others with force, and to let the fists do the talking. If you have the strength to take what you desire, it is perfectly justified.

Even though Tang Yuehua mentioned in her letter that Ge Duo was a titled Douluo, none of the elders present showed any fear. On the contrary, some of them had a glint of eagerness in their eyes.

Titled Douluo? Within their Clear Sky Sect, there's more than one Titled Douluo. Aside from Sect Master Tang Xiao, several elders have already reached the Titled Douluo realm.

The arrogance of being the number one sect in the world is already etched into their very bones.

"The Fifth Elder is absolutely right." A shrewd-looking elder next to him nodded in agreement. "If that pill is truly effective, it should be used by our Haotian Sect. To put it in the hands of a cowardly girl would be like a pearl being smeared."

Just as the Fifth Elder and the others were getting ready to fight, and even began to discuss which elders should take action and choose a dark and windy night to wipe out Ge Duo, Tang Yuehua received the news.

She traveled through the night, returning to the secluded sect, and finally stopped the elders before they could take action.

"Yuehua? Why are you back?" The Fifth Elder put down his teacup, frowning slightly. He was somewhat surprised and displeased by her sudden return.

This is a sacred place for the sect. Even if she is the sect leader's sister, she shouldn't act so recklessly.

Tang Yuehua's chest heaved violently, her breath quickened from the journey, but she tried her best to straighten her back, her gaze sweeping over every elder present, her voice slightly hoarse but crystal clear: "Elders, regarding the matter of Geduo, you must not use force!"

"Oh? Why?" The Fifth Elder raised an eyebrow, his tone somewhat dismissive.

"A rogue cultivator who has been granted the title of Douluo, is someone that my Clear Sky Sect cannot touch?"

Chapter 168 Resource Reduction

"It's not that we can't move it, it's that we absolutely cannot move it!" Tang Yuehua took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down, and spoke faster.

"That Ge Duo is not alone. The pills she refines have now touched the nerves of almost all the top forces in Tian Dou City! The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the Blue Lightning Tyrant School, and even the high-ranking officials of the Star Luo Empire are all watching her and have overt or covert connections with her!"

"If we act rashly, we will not only be robbing Gedo, but also offending almost all the top forces on the continent! This is not something that can be resolved with a simple robbery. Can our Haotian Sect afford the chain reaction that will follow?"

Tang Yuehua glanced around at the crowd and saw that the elders' expressions shifted slightly, but they were still unconvinced. She continued, "More importantly, there's the Spirit Hall! They've been looking for any possible opportunity, any excuse, to attack our Clear Sky Sect! If we were to commit such a robbery now, wouldn't we be handing the Spirit Hall a ready-made handle? They could use this opportunity to unite with those sects whose interests have been harmed, and under the banner of maintaining order on the continent, come to attack us! At that time, our Clear Sky Sect will truly become the target of everyone's wrath!"

His words were powerful and resounding.

A brief silence fell over the hall. The elders exchanged glances, their anger slightly easing, but still bearing the lingering stubbornness and bewilderment of their former selves.

In their view, what they seize is theirs. If others disagree and come to their doorstep, they'll fight back. It's a good opportunity to let the world witness the power of the Clear Sky Hammer. What's there to fear?

Tang Xiao, who had been listening in silence, sighed inwardly as he looked at Tang Yuehua's anxious yet determined eyes.

He knew that the elders' ideas were outdated and that the sect could no longer remain closed-minded and act recklessly.

Therefore, he slowly stood up, walked to the center of the hall, and said in a steady voice with the unquestionable authority of a sect leader: "What Yuehua said makes sense."

Tang Xiao's gaze swept over the elders: "Our Haotian Sect's seclusion is to accumulate strength and temporarily avoid the limelight, not to truly isolate ourselves from the world, much less to make enemies of the entire continent. Since Ge Duo's pills can be obtained through trade, why take such a risky move, needlessly making enemies and giving others a handle against us?"

He paused, then emphasized, "This matter ends here. All matters concerning Ge Duo and her elixirs will be handled by Yuehua, and the transactions must be conducted according to the rules. No one is allowed to act privately; violators will be punished according to sect regulations!"

Seeing that the sect leader had spoken and his attitude was so clear, the elders, even if they still had their own thoughts, could only suppress them and clasped their fists in response, "Yes, sect leader."

Recalling the argument from several months ago, the Fifth Elder's expression was still not good.

Although he was persuaded, deep down he still harbored some resentment towards Tang Yuehua for "blocking" them from obtaining the elixir.

Seeing that resources were being cut again, both old and new grievances came flooding back to him, making him dislike Tang Yuehua's behavior.

Tang Xiao looked at the Fifth Elder's still indignant expression and sighed inwardly. He knew his uncle's temper and didn't try to persuade him any further. He simply turned to Tang Zhong and said gently, "Go back and tell Yuehua that everything is fine in the sect and that she doesn't need to worry. As for her safety and Yuexuan's safety, she should prioritize them. If she encounters any difficulties, she must send a message back."

He paused, then added, "I'll write her a letter; you can take it back later."

Tang Zhong respectfully replied, "Yes, Sect Master."

Seeing this, the Fifth Elder knew that the matter was already settled, so he could only snort coldly and leave.

……

In Tian Dou City, in Yue Xuan, in Tang Yuehua's private room.

In the candlelight, Yuexuan's account books for the past few months were laid out in front of her. Her slender fingers traced the lines of numbers, her beautiful brows furrowing more and more tightly, finally turning into an almost inaudible sigh.

The figures on the books were even worse than she had anticipated.

Originally, given Yuexuan's status and management in Tiandou City, its monthly income and expenses were fixed, balanced with a slight surplus, which was sufficient to maintain operations and transfer some resources to the sect without any problems.

But during this period, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse.

First, in order to verify the effects of the Geduo pills and to prepare for the sect's potential future needs, she used a large sum of money to exchange for a batch of valuable pills from Geduo through various channels.

This immediately shrunk Yuexuan's accumulated working capital by a large margin.

This is not over yet.

Immediately afterwards, Tang Hao, the second brother, arrived.

He was severely injured, and his health was compromised, rendering ordinary medicines ineffective.

In order to treat him and stabilize his injuries, Tang Yuehua spared no expense in searching for reliable support-type Soul Masters, which was a considerable expense.

And this is just the consultation fee.

More importantly, it's the medicinal herbs.

Tang Hao's injuries were like a bottomless pit, requiring a large amount of precious natural treasures to nourish his riddled meridians and internal organs.

Every single medicinal herb that is presentable and effective against injuries sustained by a Title Douluo-level expert is priceless.

In order to find these medicinal herbs, Tang Yuehua used all her connections and channels, and the amount of gold soul coins she spent was astronomical.

Although Yuexuan earns a fortune every day, it cannot withstand such a continuous outflow of wealth.

Tang Yuehua closed the ledger, rubbed her throbbing temples, and looked utterly exhausted.

Under the light, her beautiful profile appeared somewhat frail.

On one hand, there is the responsibility of maintaining the sect's connection with the outside world, which requires sending out resources every month.

On one side is her brother, who is critically injured and in dire need of a large sum of money to prolong his life.

Both ends of the scale weighed heavily on her heart.

Without much hesitation, Tang Yuehua's eyes regained their resolve.

She walked to the window and looked at the dazzling lights of Tiandou City outside. The prosperity and hustle and bustle seemed far away from her at this moment.

What came to mind was Tang Hao's face, contorted with pain yet struggling to maintain composure when he saw her; the unfathomable despair and deathly stillness in his eyes when he was occasionally lucid.

Second brother...

He has suffered too much. His sect failed to protect him, and his wife was sacrificed for him. Now, all he has left is this broken body and a heart full of hatred.

She couldn't let him lose even the chance to live.

Sects...

Tang Yuehua took a deep breath of the cold night air and made up her mind.

The sect is currently in seclusion, with most elders and disciples cultivating diligently on the mountain. Their need for external resources is not actually that urgent.

Having fewer medicinal herbs and fewer gold coins might slow down your cultivation speed and make your life a little harder, but it won't harm your fundamental health.

But my second brother's injury can't be delayed.

Every precious medicinal herb could be buying him time, giving him a glimmer of hope for recovery.

"I'm sorry, sect..." Tang Yuehua murmured in her heart, with a hint of guilt, but more so with a resolute determination for the sake of those she cared about.

Chapter 169 Dragon Clan

Tang Yuehua turned back to her desk, spread out the letter paper, and began to revise the list of supplies to be sent back to the sect this month.

The pen in her hand felt slightly heavy, but she wrote very quickly.

The plan was to remove several rare medicinal herbs from the original shipment and replace them with more common herbs that were less effective.

The number of Gold Soul Coins has also been reduced accordingly.

Metals and other materials also decreased accordingly.

After doing all this, she looked at the list, which had shrunk considerably, and gently bit her lower lip.

Presumably, my brother and the elders spend their days on the mountain, diligently cultivating, so they don't need that many things.

They should be able to understand.

Even if she couldn't understand, she couldn't care less.

Right now, my second brother's health is the most important thing.

Everything else can be put on hold.

……

Dragon Realm.

This is a separate and dilapidated space outside the main plane of Douluo Continent.

There were no sun, moon, or stars, no mountains or rivers, only an endless expanse of deathly stillness and desolation.

The sky was a perpetually dusky yellow, like congealed, old bloodstains.

The earth is covered with white or dark bones, some as small as millstones and others as large as mountains. They are eternally frozen here in various postures of struggle or rest, silently telling the final fate of a once glorious tribe.

These are all the remains of dragons.

The air was so thick it was like liquid, and the dense, unyielding dragon energy intertwined with the remaining soul essence, forming a dragon cloud that was visible to the naked eye and drifted slowly like mist.

Occasionally, a translucent dragon soul would escape from the dragon bones, emitting a silent roar, hovering in the air for a moment, before helplessly merging back into the skeleton or dragon clouds, repeating the cycle endlessly.

This is the cemetery of the dragons, the final resting place opened up by the Dragon God with his last divine power for his people after his fall. It is called the Dragon Realm, also known as Dragon Valley.

For millions of years, apart from the occasional unlucky soul swept up by spatial turbulence, there has been no sign of life here.

However, today, this desolate world has been given a faint but pure glimmer of life.

At the very center of the Dragon Realm lies the largest dragon skeleton, its skeleton winding like a mountain range, each rib comparable to a towering ancient tree. Even after countless years of death, it still exudes a majestic aura that sends shivers down one's spine.

In the middle of this skeleton, a dragon egg lies quietly.

The dragon egg is about half a person tall, with a warm, watery blue color throughout, and its shell is covered with fine and mysterious scale-like patterns.

At this moment, these patterns are radiating a soft, seven-colored halo, like a huge, beating heart, shimmering in this gray world.

This dragon egg is the divine dragon Xisu, which Lin Wan transported here through the system.