In an instant, all the doubts, speculations, and questions were answered!
What reclusive expert is passing by?
What scared them so much that they fled overnight?
That's all bullshit!
That earth-shattering divine power was clearly... clearly created by his grandson, Yu Qingyuan, who was regarded as a waste by the entire sect!
Yu Yuanzhen's gaze shifted from extreme shock to endless amazement and感慨.
He was different from the other elders.
He watched this grandson grow up and knew that the child was different from others from a young age.
How could someone with such composure beyond their years, with such detached and otherworldly air as to regard all things as fleeting clouds, possibly be a despicable and worthless person?
In retrospect, it wasn't useless.
Instead...
They're all blind!
The entire Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan is not worthy of this child's level!
Yu Yuanzhen's tense body slowly relaxed.
He is no longer worried about his grandson's broken engagement and his mental state has been affected.
With that one move, he could turn the world upside down with a flick of his wrist. What in this world could possibly shake his resolve?
A mixture of indescribable pride and melancholy welled up in my heart.
"The prodigy of my Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan..."
Yu Yuanzhen muttered to himself, a bitter smile playing on his lips.
"He was born with extraordinary talent, and we were blind to his abilities. We were just too ordinary."
He remembered the engagement.
Back then, if it weren't for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's constant attempts to curry favor and their desire to curry favor with him, and the fact that Ning Rongrong and Qingyuan seemed to have a pretty good relationship when they were young, he would never have agreed to this marriage.
Now...
Yu Yuanzhen's eyes became sharp and deep as he gazed into the direction of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
"It's better to cancel."
"This engagement should be called off!"
"My grandson, Yu Yuanzhen, his Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School… may not be worthy of him!"
He seemed to see a true dragon, freed from the chains of the mortal world, about to soar into the heavens.
Such a prodigy will surely dominate the entire Douluo Continent in the future!
Just as Yu Yuanzhen was filled with surging emotions and countless thoughts.
A calm voice drifted out from the bright and clean house.
"Grandpa, now that you're here, why not show yourself?"
Buzz!
Yu Yuanzhen felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his whole body froze on the spot!
He subconsciously held his breath, suppressing his aura to the extreme.
impossible!
He's a Title Douluo at level ninety-something! With full concealment, unless a powerhouse of the same level deliberately probes him, there's absolutely no way he could be discovered!
Qingyuan, he...
Is he bluffing me?
The thought had just arisen in Yu Yuanzhen's mind.
"Woof!"
At the doorway, the seemingly harmless Star River Eyes dog suddenly turned its head, its eyes, as bright as stars, precisely locking onto his location.
"Woof! Woof!"
Xiaotian's cries grew increasingly urgent.
Now, there was no room for any lingering hope.
A bitter smile flashed across Yu Yuanzhen's face as he stepped out of the shadows behind the artificial hill, his expression extremely complicated.
There was shock, there was embarrassment, but more than anything, there was a heartfelt sense of relief and pride.
"Qingyuan, you child..."
Yu Yuanzhen opened his mouth, a thousand words welling up in his heart, but in the end, they all turned into a sigh.
"Grandpa can understand you less and less."
"Xiaotian, you mustn't be rude."
Yu Qingyuan's voice rang out again, tinged with reproach.
"You don't even recognize your grandfather?"
The originally baring teeth and fierce-looking Xiaotian trembled upon hearing this, immediately abandoning all hostility. It wagged its tail happily, then obediently squatted down, sticking out its tongue, and looked at Yu Yuanzhen with eyes full of affection and respect.
This scene stirred up even more shock and turmoil in Yu Yuanzhen's heart.
Such a human-like understanding—no, such spirituality—has surpassed that of many high-level soul beasts!
Thinking of Luo Sanpao, Yu Xiaogang's character who could only fart and mutate, Yu Yuanzhen felt a mix of emotions.
His own grandson, even the martial spirit he differentiated, was a thousand times stronger than his theoretically invincible "master" son!
"Grandpa, I happen to have something to ask you."
Yu Qingyuan walked out of the house and smiled slightly at him.
Yu Yuanzhen nodded, his emotions gradually calming down, replaced by boundless anticipation for his grandson's future.
"What is it?"
"My cultivation has encountered a bottleneck."
Yu Qingyuan spoke of it casually.
"I need to go out and gain some experience to seek an opportunity for a breakthrough."
Upon hearing this, Yu Yuanzhen was stunned.
"A bottleneck? Going out for experience?"
His brows were furrowed, and his face was full of confusion and difficulty.
"Qingyuan, now that you've solved the problem of not being able to cultivate, with your talent, what resources wouldn't you have within the sect?"
"Whether it's a simulated cultivation environment or rare medicinal herbs, Grandpa can get them for you!"
Why risk going out into danger?
In Yu Yuanzhen's view, this was simply a huge joke.
Why waste the vast resources of the number one beast spirit sect on the continent and go out to become an ascetic?
Isn't this putting the cart before the horse?
Yu Qingyuan did not offer a lengthy explanation.
He simply looked at his grandfather quietly, his gaze clear and firm.
After a moment, he slowly spoke.
"grandfather."
"My mind is made up."
Four simple words.
There was no pressure from soul power, no burst of aura.
But when these four words reached Yu Yuanzhen's ears, they seemed to carry a kind of magical power that made words come true, containing an unshakable will.
This Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan Master, who had dominated the continent for many years and was a titled Douluo, was speechless for a moment and could not utter a single word of persuasion.
a long time.
Yu Yuanzhen seemed to have all his strength drained away, and finally, he let out a long sigh.
He looked at his grandson, who was both familiar and unfamiliar to him, and nodded with difficulty.
"good..."
"I promise you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Yuanzhen looked into his grandson's calm and unwavering eyes and suddenly felt a sense of absurdity.
Who am I?
The sect leader of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, a level 95 Power Attack-type Title Douluo!
He's a figure whose every stomp of his foot makes the entire Heavenly Dou Empire tremble.
Just now, he was rendered speechless by a grandson who was less than level 30, who used four simple words.
She even inexplicably agreed to his seemingly absurd request.
If this gets out, it will probably become a laughing stock across the entire continent.
But the words had already been spoken, and as the sect leader, his word was law; how could he take them back?
Yu Yuanzhen gave Yu Qingyuan a deep look, but in the end said nothing. He turned around and strode away, but his back view carried a desolation that even he himself did not realize.
...
On the main road of the sect, Yu Yuanzhen was deep in thought about his grandson.
A figure rushed over and blocked his way.
He is a high-ranking elder of the sect, Yu Tianheng's uncle, Yu Luo.
"metropolitan!"
Elder Yu Luo looked anxious, even somewhat indignant.
How could you agree to that?!
"Ning Rongrong just broke off the engagement and left, and Yu Qingyuan is already turning around and going down the mountain. What kind of behavior is that?"
"Doesn't this confirm that our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan is in the wrong? It's because he's morally bankrupt, and after being jilted, he's become self-destructive and wants to run away from home!"
"This is simply..."
(End of chapter)