Chat Group: Anime Girls are Moist-Chapter 320: Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan

Night.

"Who is it?!!!"

A thunderous roar of fury shook the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan into disarray.

"Was that the Patriarch's voice?"

"He sounds furious. What happened?"

...

The clan's disciples murmured among themselves. In their memories, the Patriarch had never shown such anger before. They could not imagine what could have provoked him so intensely.

They were, after all, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan: one of the top three sects among the continent's Seven Great Sects, and one of the strongest clans on the continent.

The clan's disciples possessed the powerful Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Spirit. Through their "Dragon Transformation," which gave them formidable physical strength, and their "Lightning Mastery," they had secured the title of the continent's number one beast-type Martial Spirit.

Even the Spirit Hall had to give them a measure of respect. More importantly, their Patriarch, Yu Chenzhen, was a rank ninety-five Titled Douluo.

Yet nobody realized that Yu Chenzhen's fury stemmed entirely from his eldest son.

Yu Chenzhen stood there, trembling with unstoppable anger as he looked at the unconscious Yu Xiaogang, who was missing his left leg below the knee.

"Who dared lay a hand on him?!"

Though Yu Xiaogang was such a disappointment that he had long since lost his father's favor, there is a saying: "If you beat the dog, you must answer to its owner." Who would dare harm Yu Xiaogang? Wasn't that a direct slap in Yu Chenzhen's face?

He wanted to know exactly who had the audacity to provoke the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan in this way.

Beside him, a man in black robes spoke gravely, "Elder Brother, our disciple Yu Long found him on a main road not far from Spirit City."

This man was Yu Chenzhen's younger brother, Yu Luotu.

"Spirit City..."

Yu Chenzhen narrowed his eyes. His fists clenched until his knuckles cracked.

"I'm going to Spirit City!"

Even if it was the territory of the Spirit Hall—a force that did not get along with their sect—he could not simply let this insult pass. For his own pride and for the face of the clan, he had to seek justice.

But even Yu Luotu, known within the clan for his aggressive temperament, stepped up to stop him. "Now isn't a good time to confront the Spirit Hall," he said quickly, trying to dissuade his brother.

"..."

Yu Chenzhen forced himself to calm down. Word of Spirit City's sudden lockdown had already spread far. All the powers on the continent were watching the Spirit Hall, trying to figure out what they intended. Some clans—including theirs—had sent spies, but none of them returned. Where there was something so obviously amiss, it was bound to be dangerous. The Spirit Hall's territory had an oppressive cloud hanging over it; no one knew what might erupt. If anyone rushed in now, they risked being a prime target.

Although the top three sects were indeed powerful, there was still a gap between any single sect and the Spirit Hall. The Spirit Hall boasted a number of Titled Douluo at the highest combat level—more than any one of the top three sects could match alone.

The only reason the Spirit Hall "showed them respect" was because the three leading sects upheld a delicate balance of power. If the Hall targeted one sect, the other two would not sit back and watch, as they understood the principle that "when one tree falls, the whole forest feels the wind."

But if the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan themselves started the conflict, Yu Chenzhen doubted they alone could take on the Spirit Hall, nor was there any reason to believe the other two sects—the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan and the Clear Sky Clan—would come to their aid. Plainly, now was not the time to pick a fight with the Spirit Hall.

Yu Chenzhen was torn between indignation and helplessness. Whether or not the Spirit Hall was truly responsible, someone had still dared to slap him in the face. But given the tense political climate, he had no choice but to swallow his rage. This was a hard pill to swallow for someone so proud of his Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon heritage.

His fists tightened again, knuckles popping under the strain.

Yu Luotu could tell how furious his older brother was. But as Yu Xiaogang's second uncle, he did not care much for the young man. Casting Yu Xiaogang a cursory glance, his expression remained indifferent.

In his eyes, Yu Xiaogang—a talentless disgrace to their Tyrant Dragon line—was not worth stirring up major trouble, much less risking direct confrontation with the Spirit Hall.

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"Ugh..."

Just then, Yu Xiaogang groaned, slowly coming to. His wounds had been treated so the pain was muted, but his memories of the incident remained fresh in his mind. Jolting upright, he looked anxiously over his limbs. Seeing that his right arm and left leg were gone, he immediately cried out in horror:

"My arm! My leg!!!"

"Silence!"

Yu Chenzhen's shout instantly quelled Yu Xiaogang's panic. "Father..." Yu Xiaogang stared in a daze, at a loss for words.

Irritation flashed across Yu Chenzhen's face. He fixed a piercing gaze on his son. "Who did this to you?"

"..."

Yu Xiaogang fell into a silent agony. He could not believe Bibi Dong had truly ordered this. He had planned to bury the truth and say nothing. But Yu Chenzhen, sensing his hesitation, sternly pressed him: "This concerns the honor of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan—speak!"

"!!!"

Yu Xiaogang trembled all over. Just those few words were enough to force him to comply, going back on his plan to stay silent. "It was... the Spirit Hall..." he answered with difficulty, still not mentioning Bibi Dong's name.

"The Spirit Hall... So it really was them! They've gone too far!"

Boom!

With that confirmation, Yu Chenzhen lost control. His explosive rage tore through the area, reducing everything around him to rubble.

"Pffft!!!"

Even Yu Xiaogang spat up a mouthful of blood, thrown back by the blast of furious power. Thankfully, Yu Chenzhen quickly reined himself in. He still had his reason: if neither the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan nor the Clear Sky Clan made a move, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan could not rush in alone.

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