Chapter 84: Did he absorb the third soul ring? Did he even know the limit of the third soul ring?
"But what was the result?"
Yu Xiaogang's voice was hoarse, yet it possessed a strange magic.
"He was shot by Ye Xuanming, just one shot, and he was nailed to the wall."
Yu Tianheng's fists unconsciously tightened at his side.
That scene was also deeply imprinted in his mind, becoming a nightmare he could not shake off.
"That cannot be explained by talent."
Yu Xiaogang took a step closer and lowered his voice.
"Purple, purple, black, black! A twelve-year-old four-ring Soul Master! And Ning Rongrong's two-thousand-year Soul Ring, and Ye Lingling's ten-thousand-year fourth Ring!"
"Tianheng, don't you find this strange?"
"Our Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan is known as the number one beast spirit in the world. You have received the best training and resources since you were a child. But how old are you this year? What is your spirit power level?"
A series of questions, like sharp knives, pierced Yu Tianheng's heart.
He certainly found it strange; he even found it absurd.
In front of Ye Xuanming, everything he was so proud of seemed so ridiculous.
There must be a secret behind this.
Yu Xiaogang's tone became increasingly fervent.
"A secret technique that can break the absorption limit of soul rings! A secret technique that can make a soul master's cultivation speed advance by leaps and bounds!"
He grabbed Yu Tianheng's shoulders, his hands trembling slightly from the force.
"Tianheng, this is our Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus family's chance to rise!"
"You are the one who surpasses all your peers and has the opportunity to become the future heir of the family!"
The words "successor" struck Yu Tianheng like an electric current.
He thought of his father, the critical scrutiny of the elders in the clan, and the clansmen who placed high hopes on him yet were always ready to be disappointed.
"I..."
Yu Tianheng's Adam's apple bobbed.
"What should I do?"
A faint smile finally appeared on Yu Xiaogang's face, but it was quickly replaced by a solemn expression.
"You are his teammate, you are the person closest to him."
"Get to know him, get close to him, and find out what this secret really is."
"This is not difficult for you. For the sake of the family, and for your own future, you must do it!"
Yu Tianheng's breathing became heavy.
He thought of Ye Xuanming's calm yet all-seeing face.
Want to find out his secrets?
This is tantamount to asking a tiger for its skin.
But the blueprint that Uncle drew up was full of deadly temptation.
If only I could possess that kind of power...
If every member of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex clan could absorb soul rings beyond their level...
What a sight that would be!
After a long silence, Yu Tianheng slowly raised his head, avoiding Yu Xiaogang's burning gaze, his voice low and deep.
"I…will give it a try."
Inside the top suite of the hotel where the Royal Fighting Team is staying.
Yu Feng and Oslo were still excitedly reviewing the battle they had just fought, gesticulating wildly as they imitated Ye Xuanming's final move of throwing the Samsara Overlord Spear.
"That's it! With a 'whoosh,' the big cat was hanging on the wall!"
"So handsome, so incredibly handsome!"
Ning Rongrong no longer cared about the battle. She curled up beside Ye Xuanming like a kitten and whispered to him about a cultivation method for analyzing and controlling soul power from her sect.
She thought that since Brother Ye was so amazing, he would definitely be even more amazing if he learned this.
Dugu Yan leaned against the sofa on the other side, her long legs crossed. She did not participate in the discussion, but occasionally glanced at Ye Xuanming, a satisfied smile on her lips.
Ye Lingling quietly poured tea for everyone, her movements gentle. Her presence brought a touch of tranquility to the noisy atmosphere in the room.
Just then, the suite door was pushed open.
Yu Tianheng walked in.
"Brother Tianheng, you're finally back! What did your uncle say to you?"
Yu Feng immediately went to meet him.
Yu Tianheng's expression was somewhat unnatural, and he forced a smile.
"It's nothing, just...some family matters."
As he spoke, he walked to the sofa, sat down, picked up the tea that Ye Lingling had just poured, and drank it all in one gulp, as if trying to cover something up.
The atmosphere in the room froze for a moment because of his return.
Although Yu Feng and Auslo were usually oblivious, they noticed that Yu Tianheng's mood was not quite right.
Ye Xuanming stopped talking to Ning Rongrong, raised his head, and looked calmly at Yu Tianheng.
Yu Tianheng felt a little uneasy under his gaze and subconsciously avoided eye contact.
"That… Xuanming."
He cleared his throat and spoke casually.
"Your final fusion soul skill was truly astonishing in power. How did you come up with the idea of fusing two completely different powers together?"
He asked a very clever question, not directly touching on the soul ring, but starting with the soul skill.
Ye Xuanming did not answer.
Dugu Yan snorted coldly. She sat up straight, her emerald green eyes fixed on Yu Tianheng like a snake.
"Yu Tianheng, you seem to have a lot of questions."
"A person who was called away by his uncle for a few words and then came back acting suspiciously has no right to ask questions."
Dugu Yan's words were like a needle, piercing the barely maintained peace in the room.
Yu Tianheng froze, his hand holding the teacup hovering in mid-air, his face alternating between pale and flushed under the light.
The sound effects of Yu Feng and Oslo's laughter got stuck in their throats. They looked at each other and dared not make a sound.
Ning Rongrong lifted her head from Ye Xuanming's shoulder, looked at Yu Tianheng curiously, and then buried her head back down, seemingly uninterested in this boring standoff.
Ye Xuanming put down the teacup he was playing with; the bottom of the cup touched the table with a soft sound.
"Was it your uncle, who claims to be a master of theory, who sent you to pry into my secrets?"
His voice was flat, as if he were stating a fact that was obvious.
Yu Tianheng's shoulders slumped. He didn't refute, but simply lowered his head in silence, as if it were a pre-arranged response.
"Heh." Dugu Yan let out a contemptuous snort.
Ye Xuanming shook his head as he looked at Yu Tianheng.
"Yu Tianheng, I used to think you were just arrogant, but now it seems you have no brains."
These words made Yu Tianheng suddenly raise his head, his face full of humiliation.
Ye Xuanming ignored his reaction and continued, "Your uncle, Yu Xiaogang, the so-called Ten Core Competitive Powers of Martial Souls, the so-called theory, is nothing more than a reorganization of things that already existed on Douluo Continent, and a few fancy names given to them."
"He tells you that there is a limit to the absorption of soul rings: the first soul ring takes 423 years, the second soul ring takes 764 years, and the third soul ring takes 1,760 years."
Ye Xuanming stood up, walked over to Yu Tianheng, and looked down at him.
"Then let me ask you, how can a Great Soul Master who isn't even level 30 accurately give the age limit for the third Soul Ring?"
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