"This old man will say it one last time: if you want treatment, come to the clinic in Heaven Dou City. This old man is old and frail, can't travel far."
Looking at the three opposite, Ye Cien's words were full of coldness.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Soul Douluo wasn't annoyed, just chuckled: "Meeting today is fate. Why must Master Ye keep people at arm's length? You are the continent's number one divine doctor, highly respected. If you come to our clan, we'll treat you with utmost courtesy."
His words sounded nice, but the casual tone was undisguised, clearly not taking Ye Cien's group seriously.
Seeing the other's arrogant posture, Ye Cien snorted coldly: "Do you believe your own words, Yu Yuanao? I'm afraid once this old man enters the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, I won't get out."
Given these madmen's arrogance, once he stepped in, he'd never escape in this lifetime.
The big man in front of Ye Cien took a step forward, his violent aura spreading, looking at Yu Yuanao like a barbaric bear.
"The family head is right. Everyone on the continent knows what your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect is. This talk might fool a three-year-old, but saying it here is laughable."
Yu Yuanao's eyes narrowed slightly at the big man's astonishing aura. This person's cultivation was above his, and with Ye Cien assisting, if they really fought, he definitely wasn't a match.
Though wary inside, Yu Yuanao didn't back down verbally: "Tie Xu, with your level 85 soul power, you dare provoke my clan? I think you're tired of living."
"Is that so?" Tie Xu grinned, revealing neat white teeth, and laughed at Yu Yuanao: "Just you? A third-rate who only broke through to Soul Douluo relying on the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon family's resources. Even after ten more years of practice, you're not qualified!"
Hearing this, Yu Yuanao's face turned ashen. The other was right—if not for absorbing some family heritage, his chance of breaking through to Soul Douluo was slim. Compared to Tie Xu's life of constant life-and-death battles, he indeed had no chance in a fight.
Yu Yuanao didn't respond, but the middle-aged man beside him flew into a rage, as Yu Yuanao was his father.
"Tie Xu, you old fool, a mere rogue cultivator dares mock my father? Truly seeking death. Today, this place will be your grave."
With that, blue lightning danced, and he was about to attack.
But he was quickly stopped by Yu Yuanao. Under his son's puzzled gaze, the latter looked at Ye Cien again.
"This old man came only to invite Master Ye and his granddaughter to our clan for a chat. Why make it so tense!"
Though the other side had two support soul masters and they were all strong attackers, Tie Xu had the highest soul power, plus Ye Cien's support—if they fought, it'd likely be mutual destruction.
Moreover, the events of years ago were still fresh. If even one of the Ye grandfather and granddaughter escaped, repeating the past incident, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon family might not protect him.
Back then, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect not only had the Heaven Dou Empire as an ally but also influence everywhere. Even so, it ended with Ning Fengzhi bowing his head. Let alone the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect—a family with no reputation, extremely insular, basically zero in everything except strength.
"Today, seeing nephew Ye Hui's daughter, breaking through to Soul Grandmaster at such a young age—truly limitless potential." First complimenting Ye Lingling's talent, after a pause, Yu Yuanao continued: "Coincidentally, my grandson Tianfeng has extraordinary talent. Nearly twelve and already a Soul Grandmaster. He and this girl are a match made in heaven. So today, this old man thickens his face to ask Master Ye for a marriage alliance."
The true purpose revealed—this was why they blocked Ye Cien's group. The Nine Heart Begonia was the continent's strongest healing martial soul, and Ye Cien was the number one healing soul master, with transcendent status. If his grandson could marry the other's only granddaughter, he'd surely climb higher in the future.
Yu Tianfeng was overjoyed. Though Ye Lingling wore a black veil, her figure showed she was a beauty. As the future head of the Ye family, if he married her, he might even compete with Yu Tianheng and Yu Tianxin.
"Thank you, Grandpa. Senior Ye—no, Grandpa— Tianfeng promises to treat Lingling well from now on."
Ye Cien's face changed drastically. He hadn't expected them to target his precious granddaughter. After his son's death, his granddaughter became his only hope. For this sole kin, he even gave up revenge on the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. How dare Yu Yuanao?
"Yu Yuanao, do you really think this old man is a fish in the market, anyone can slap around? Marriage alliance? Look at your worthless grandson—twelve years old and just got his second soul ring. And he dares seek my granddaughter's hand."
Yu Tianfeng, twelve years old, level 21 Soul Grandmaster—with such talent, Soul Douluo was hopeless, and even breaking through to high-level Soul Saint was a luxury. In contrast, his granddaughter broke through to Soul Grandmaster at ten, a top among the continent's young generation, not to mention being a support type. Becoming a support Soul Douluo after him was within reach.
Yu Yuanao's action was undoubtedly an insult to him and a contempt for the Nine Heart Begonia family.
Hearing Ye Cien's disdain, Yu Tianfeng's face darkened, his gaze toward Ye Cien turning vicious.
"Yu Yuanao, this old man gives you one chance: take your worthless grandson and disappear from my sight immediately. Otherwise, even Yu Yuanzhen can't save you."
With that, a slender figure slowly emerged behind Ye Cien, also emanating a Soul Saint's aura.
"It's you! Shadow Lin Xi, you actually broke through to Soul Saint and joined the Ye family!"
"What a Ye Cien, you hid deep!"
Shadow Lin Xi, who once assassinated a Soul Saint as a Soul King, becoming famous. He later assassinated multiple nobles, then vanished after multiple families issued kill orders. Thought dead, he had joined the Ye family and broken through to Soul Saint.
The moment Lin Xi appeared, Yu Yuanao knew today's matter couldn't end well. Otherwise, if word got out that the Ye family harbored Lin Xi, it'd bring big trouble.
Thinking this, Yu Yuanao was full of regret. He had seen the Ye group hunting soul rings here and got greedy, thinking to force Ye Cien into a marriage contract, using the Ye family's heritage to elevate his branch's status in the clan. He didn't expect this old thing to be so unyielding.
Beside him, Yu Yuanao's son also realized this, secretly transmitting to Yu Tianfeng to restrain Ye Lingling, then gravely looking at Lin Xi.
The soul pressure grew more terrifying, the ground trembling underfoot. Blue lightning, holy white light, and solemn black aura rendered the surrounding space distinctly divided.
At this moment, an old man with a youth drew both sides' attention. The old man released soul light to protect the youth as they slowly walked to the center of the battlefield.
Seeing this old and young pair, Ye Cien and Ye Lingling were stunned, as they were the mysterious powerhouse and genius youth from the restaurant.
"Who are you?" Yu Yuanao's voice was low. Protecting someone so casually into the battlefield—his strength was probably not below his.
At this moment, both the old and young had somewhat speechless expressions. They hadn't expected Yu Yuanao's side to block the Ye family for forcing a marriage.
Ye Cien was old, Ye Lingling young—plenty of forces waited to eat the household after Ye Cien passed, but they all waited for him to die. Someone as direct as Yu Yuanao was rare, after all, the Ye family's terrifying network was an invisible resource.
But they could understand: as the last hope of the Nine Heart Begonia family, Ye Lingling had no shortage of suitors. Compared to them, Yu Tianfeng was mediocre in talent and background. To win the beauty, he could only use such crude methods.
The old man, the Great Elder, ignored Yu Yuanao's words and looked at Lin Xi with interest, clicking his tongue: "I didn't expect you to survive being besieged by five Soul Saints and dozens of Soul Emperors. Worthy of the continent-famous King of Assassins back then."
"I dare not accept such praise from Your Excellency." As Ye Cien's shadow guard, he had naturally heard Ye Cien's evaluation of the Great Elder that day. This seemingly ordinary old man was an unparalleled powerhouse.
Seeing the Great Elder ignore him, Yu Yuanao's eyes cooled. As an elder of the upper three sects' Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, even the Pope wouldn't ignore him so.
"Your Excellency ignores this old man's pressure to come here—do you intend to make an enemy of my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect?"
The Star Dou Great Forest, as the continent's soul beast gathering place, almost all soul masters came here to hunt. With more people, to prevent equal forces from mutually destroying over one soul beast, high-level powerhouses like Soul Douluo and Title Douluo released pressure when hunting, indicating the area was occupied—entry was forbidden, or it was seen as declaring war. Many soul masters did the same for private grudges.
Earlier, when confronting the Ye family, Yu Yuanao had released Soul Douluo pressure. Now, the Great Elder ignoring this unwritten rule and entering must be targeting them.
As for targeting the Ye family? Impossible—that's reputation.
Hearing Yu Yuanao's low roar, the Great Elder finally turned slowly, dug his ear casually, and said: "I felt it, but..."
"Who do you think you are?"
"Boom—"
Yu Yuanao's robes fluttered without wind, his originally calm face twisting ferociously. Terrifying thunder pressure exploded in the space, countless heart-palpitating electric lights rushing straight at the Great Elder, as if to tear him to shreds. Clearly, the Great Elder's words had enraged him to the extreme.
But shockingly, this lightning, enough to make ordinary Soul Saints retreat, gradually dissipated ten meters before the Great Elder, leaving no ripple.
On the other side, Yu Yuanao's son looked at the Great Elder with an icy face, coldly saying: "Your Excellency wants to meddle—do you know who we are?"
"Oh? Who are you?" The Great Elder straightened his posture slightly, looking seriously at Yu Yuanao and his son, eyes full of curiosity.
"Could it be that Golden Crocodile is your dad?!"
These words made Yu Yuanao's face flush red, his eyes murderous as he glared at the Great Elder. His son panted like a bull, roaring angrily:
"You're courting death!"
Unlike Yu Yuanao's side's fury, after a moment of stun, the Ye side erupted in uncontrollable laughter.
"Hahaha, well said! These fools who forget the pain after the scar heals really think Golden Crocodile is your dad? Hahaha!"
Even Lin Xi, hidden in the shadows, couldn't help but chuckle lowly at these words.
Back when Qian Daoliu swept the soul master world, he wanted to wipe out pests like the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, but spared them for Tang Chen's sake. Instead, he sent Golden Crocodile Douluo to storm their base, smashing their then-sect master—a level 95 Title Douluo—to death in the sect square in front of everyone.
This incident shocked the entire soul master world. A Title Douluo ending so miserably made countless powerhouses sigh.
That sect master's son was Thunder Douluo Yu Yuanzhen, who witnessed his father's tragedy. The once arrogant Yu Yuanzhen became cautious afterward, stuck at level 95 for decades with no progress.
Yu Yuanzhen broke through to Title Douluo at 52, stunning an era, far ahead of peers—a true peak Douluo talent. But that incident broke his spirit, and he never recovered.
You know, in the later Spirit Hall soul hunt, Yu Yuanzhen fought one against three, killing one and heavily injuring two same-level powerhouses—his combat power even surpassed the level 96 Sword Douluo then.
Truly terrifying.
Beside him, Ye Lingling looked confused, obviously not getting the joke. Seeing his granddaughter's puzzled eyes, Ye Cien used soul power to transmit the story, and soon Ye Lingling giggled too.
The hot-blooded Yu Tianfeng was furious, pointing at the Great Elder and cursing: "Where did this old undead come from, daring to humiliate my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect? You're tired of living!"
As a core disciple of this generation in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, he had heard of the sect's past humiliation.
The Great Elder sneered at Yu Tianfeng, then turned to Chen Yi: "You kids always wondered how Old Eight got crippled? I'll tell you now—the culprits are these beasts from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect."
Chen Yi's eyes turned cold. He flipped his palms, stomped the ground, cracking it slightly, and shot like an arrow toward Yu Tianfeng.
Grandpa Eight, Zhu Hai, had treated them juniors like his own since childhood. His injury was always a sore spot—they didn't know what he encountered to turn that generation's genius, once on par with the sect master and two elders, into that state.
Over the years, they guessed endlessly, never expecting the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect. Yes, if not an upper three sect, with the Body Sect's strength, why fear? Only the then-united upper three sects with Tang Chen could make the Body Sect, with multiple Soul Douluo, swallow such a grudge.
Today, not just the Ye family's connection, but family vengeance. This debt starts with this Yu Tianfeng.
"Today, I'll start collecting a bit of blood debt from you!"