Lordiala's wings beat furiously, frustration contorting his expression. "My lords, this… this is impossible to handle! How am I supposed to grasp this scale?"
His voice cracked, nearly in tears.
Go easy, and I can't capture him. Go heavy, and everyone rushes to shield him. How do I play this game? This is worse than smashing an egg into iron!
"Alive! Catch him alive!" he barked to his soul emperors, desperation clinging to every syllable. "Protective skills up—move!"
At once, dozens of Martial Soul Hall soul masters charged forward, their spirit rings igniting together.
But before they could close in—
A thundering dragon's cry split the night.
"Dragon Rod!"
A colossal azure dragon manifested midair, swooping down like a bolt from the heavens.
"Snake Blade!"
Slithering beside it, a giant purple serpent rolled its tongue, venom snaking across the stones.
Dozens of soul emperors froze—two more top powers had entered.
Lu Yuan blinked sideways, his drunken grin stunned still for the first time. "…Huh? Why are you two fogeys here now?"
Even Lordiala stumbled, recognition striking his face. "The Unrivaled Dragon and Snake…? Why are you meddling in this?"
The Unrivaled Dragon and Snake Arrive
Meng Shu stood proudly, dragon rod planted firmly to the ground, Liu Erlong's cousin Chao Tianxiang at his side, her snake blade glinting in hand. Their Martial Souls roared together, their famous dual aura cloaking them as one.
Meng Shu's mustached mouth curled. "Lu Yuan is my grandson-in-law! Who touches him, touches me!"
Lordiala's jaw nearly hit the floor.
"What?!"
He had investigated Lu Yuan thoroughly before this mission. By rights, his tie should only be with Ning Fengzhi's daughter—Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's connections. That explained Sword Douluo's protection.
Then Dugu Bo had declared Lu Yuan as his grandson-in-law too.
And now these two? The Dragon and Snake couple?
His lips trembled. What, all the granddaughters in this world belong to him? This isn't a son-in-law—this is the national grandson-in-law!
Martial Soul Fusion
The couple slammed their weapons against the stone in unison.
"Martial Soul Fusion—Dragon and Snake Combine!"
In a breath's time, their bodies merged, a titanic azure dragon coiling skyward, purple-lined scales shining death.
"Grandson-in-law!" Meng Shu's booming voice echoed from the fusion beast. "Leave this rabble to me and the old woman!"
The dragon's jaw split wide.
"Poison Dragon Flame!"
A misty green-breath detonated across the air, lazing into a chemical storm that engulfed whole squadrons of soul emperors.
The dragon's tail scythed down mercilessly. "Tail Sweep!"
Rumbling crashed through the courtyard as Martial Soul Hall's forces shrieked and scattered. Against a Martial Soul Fusion of a Title Douluo and Contra? To these dozen-odd Soul Emperors, it was a one-sided slaughter—mere paper dolls crushed beneath dragonscales.
Lu Yuan Strikes Back
Amid the chaos, Lu Yuan's dark blade flared. He pointed the long sword toward Lordiala.
"You feathered nuisance. Today—I pluck your wings myself!"
He hurled twin arcs of Sword Qi—not at Lordiala—but at the two Soul Emperors restraining Zhu Zhuqing and Chenxiang.
Caught off guard, they staggered, forced to defend. In that instant of distraction, the two girls slipped loose, their speed sending them flying to Lu Yuan's side.
"Little Cat! Xiangxiang! Get as far away as you can!" Lu Yuan barked, eyes sharpening despite the haze of drink.
Without looking, he lunged toward Lordiala, sword roaring with black flame, thirsting for clash.
The Battlefield Escalates
But then—two long cries pierced from the distance.
Figures raced into view—two powerful Contra-level soul masters at their head, followed by dozens of disciplined subordinates.
Zhu Zhenyuan's face nearly slid off.
Another wave?! His brain numbed as if lightning struck.
On whose grave has my Zhu family trampled? Why are so many water dragons crashing into our backyard tonight? All for this one Soul King?
And every time new people arrived, they called Lu Yuan their precious grandson-in-law.
Was he marrying the whole continent's granddaughters one by one?!
He nearly spat blood. Outrageous!
Royal Stirring
As the Contra-led troupe drew closer, Zhu Zhenyuan recognized their crests immediately. The Xingluo City Martial Soul Temple force itself. Their platinum bishop—a Contra—marched grimly in. The second Contra wasn't known to him, but his aura burned strong.
When these two released their power toward the fused Dragon and Snake, Meng Shu and Chao Tianxiang immediately stiffened. Even a perfect Martial Soul Fusion would struggle long against Contra-level suppression.
The city was truly in chaos now.
Up above, Lordiala howled in desperate fury. Golden wings shimmered in pure light, each feather burning white. A radiant ring formed in his back, shining like a miniature sun.
"Eighth skill—Crimson Flame Golden Eagle!"
The condensing light burst loose—a beam fired downward like god's spear, screaming toward Lu Yuan.
Sword and Flames
Lu Yuan tilted his chin skyward, lips curling. "Fifth soul ability—Wind Severing Phantom!"
His body transfigured, dissolving into flashing sword intent. Arcs burst outward like storm winds. The beam met a cluster of radiant Sword Qi, their clash igniting sparks across the courtyard.
Chi chi chi chi chi!
Dozens of explosions rattled as Sword Qi chewed apart the light, cutting across Lordiala's gilded wings. Sparks battered him furiously, bruising his feathers raw.
And then—Lu Yuan vanished.
Appearing behind him like lightning, sword already cleaving.
"Nine Slashes!"
Ding ding ding! Sword Qi struck his wings with frightening speed, clashing so heavily even his eighth skill's protection nearly buckled.
Lordiala howled, eyes wild. Impossible! His strength is rising midfight… more and more oppressive! What is that black aura wrapping him?!
Yet More Reinforcements
"Father-in-law!" Davis's trembling voice snapped Zhu Zhenyuan back. His shoulders sagged limp.
"More are coming. I—I think they're here to… help Lu Yuan," Davis stammered, his face pale as chalk.
Zhu Zhenyuan's mind spun. Which family's granddaughter this time? Which top house is handing itself to Lu Yuan on a platter?
As the new arrivals neared, their ranks perfect with military discipline, led by two more Contras, his face crumpled.
No doubt. Another great family throwing weight behind Lu Yuan. Another house that perhaps claimed him as grandson-in-law.
Xingluo Royal Family's Limit
On the air's edge, Dugu Bo's poison mist pushed Ghost back. His hiss carried down, mocking. "Ghost, better retreat. If not, Chen Xin will carve Chrysanthemum in half and I'll devour the rest of you."
Yet before the duel could tip further, royal messengers arrived, bows clutched tight.
"His Royal Highness! Master Zhu!"
"His Majesty commands: Martial Soul Hall has broken accords, provoking open war in Star Luo's capital itself. Suppress them by force!"
The shout rang like a hammer over the courtyard.
For too long the imperial palace held back, wary of intervening rashly. But with Martial Soul Hall trampling Star Luo City, and multiple sects answering in force, no action would plunge the empire into shame and cowardice.
Now—Star Luo's entire imperial might was about to weigh in.
And the spark at the heart of it all…
Lu Yuan.
The boy who had, somehow, turned into—
The national grandson-in-law.
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