At Heaven Dou Royal Academy, in front of the Committee Hall.
"Greetings, Your Highness." The three Committee Members bowed slightly.
"There's no need for such formality, Elders." Qian Renxue smiled.
"I came today to seek a discussion with Brother Yang regarding the renaming of Shrek Academy. Is he in the academy today?"
"Xiao Hai and the others went out to relax." Meng Shenji replied.
'So the plan has already begun?' A flicker of light passed through Qian Renxue's eyes, though her expression remained calm. She smiled and said, "In that case, I'll come another day."
Meng Shenji nodded. "Your Highness, once Xiao Hai and the others return, I'll send someone to inform you."
"Then I must trouble Elder Meng." Qian Renxue smiled, nodded politely, and turned to leave.
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A few days later, within a mountain forest outside a small town in the Fasno Province.
"They've arrived." Ghost Douluo's figure rose from the shadows. "Yu Yuanzhen is leading the team, accompanied by 8 Soul Douluo."
"They really think highly of me." Dugu Bo snorted, rising from a blanket and nodding slightly.
"It seems things are going even smoother than expected. Since they're all here, we should head back to the inn and let the play officially begin."
Ghost Douluo nodded faintly, exchanged a glance with Chrysanthemum Douluo, and the two vanished into thin air.
Yang Yunhai, Zhu Zhuqing, and Dugu Yan followed Dugu Bo's steps, disappearing into the dense forest with a few leaps.
Before long, they reached the foot of the mountain. Yang Yunhai retrieved a large yellow horse from his Soul Tool and mounted it.
Zhu Zhuqing sat in front, and Dugu Yan hugged him from behind, pressing him from both sides. With a light tap of his feet on the horse's belly, the beast trotted slowly toward the small town.
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Half an hour later, inside a tavern in the town.
"Patriarch, Yang Yunhai and the others have returned to the inn. They've already ordered food and should be eating now." A plainclothes scout knelt on one knee and reported.
"Hmm." Yu Yuanzhen nodded slightly. "Keep watching, and make sure you're not discovered."
"Yes." The scout bowed and strode out.
Only then did Yu Yuanzhen lower his head, gaze falling on the map spread before him. His finger tapped a spot. "If they head toward Nuoding City next, then as planned, we'll lie in ambush here. If not, adjust according to the situation. Do not alert them."
"This is our one and only chance. We cannot be careless."
The elders all nodded. If Dugu Bo escaped, it would spell disaster for the clan.
Two quarters later, a carriage slowly rolled out of the city gate, heading toward Nuoding City.
In the inn, Yu Yuanzhen stood up, his expression solemn as he scanned the room. "Move out."
"Yes!" The group replied in unison, throwing on black cloaks before leaving.
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The next evening.
The distant horizon glowed orange, painting the mountains in warm hues. Mist rose between ridges, drifting with the evening valley winds like a sea of clouds. Above the glowing expanse, streaks of red mingled with orange, dazzling and radiant.
Halfway down the mountain, however, shadows deepened.
Clip-clop, clip-clop. The carriage rolled steadily along a mountain path, hooves echoing crisply through the valley.
On the cliff above, where even weeds couldn't grow between cracks of stone, Yu Yuanzhen's sharp gaze gleamed. Slowly, he raised his right hand—then suddenly waved it down.
"Martial Soul True Body!" From both sides of the cliff, violent soul power fluctuations erupted.
Neigh!
The horse reared in panic, hooves striking the earth before it froze in terror. The suffocating pressure from all sides left it no courage even to run.
"Who's there!?" Dugu Bo roared, bursting through the roof of the carriage.
Yang Yunhai calmly pulled out the Recording Soul Tool, infusing it with soul power.
Clouds above suddenly split apart as figures burst forth.
Pfft!
Blood sprayed from the horse's mouth. It collapsed instantly under the crushing pressure.
"Yu Yuanzhen!" Dugu Bo's face changed as he stared at the burly elder flying at the front.
"Old man, killing me won't be so easy! Martial Soul True Body!" Dugu Bo immediately transformed into a massive brown dragon, shielding the carriage.
"Ninth Soul Skill! Eighth Soul Skill!" Without a word, dazzling light erupted. Dragons dove from above in waves.
"Eighth Soul Skill, Time Freeze!" Dugu Bo spread his claws wide, freezing everything around him in place.
At that moment, golden and black light radiated from the clouds overhead.
"Martial Soul Fusion Skill — Polar Stillness Domain!"
The clouds split apart, revealing Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo standing back-to-back. Wherever the light spread, everything fell into silence.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan members froze in place. Even Yu Yuanzhen, a Titled Douluo, was immobilized.
"Ninth Soul Skill, Jade Phosphor Poison Plague!" Dugu Bo's colossal body turned transparent before unleashing a terrifying green beam.
Though his face was locked in place, Yu Yuanzhen's widened eyes filled with bloodshot veins, revealing his horror. Blue light and crackling lightning slowly surfaced from his brow, but far too sluggishly.
The poisonous beam shot skyward, vaporizing flesh and bone alike. Within moments, clan elders dissolved into sludge, two Soul Bones dropping amidst the destruction.
"Looks like those Soul Bones are of decent quality." Yang Yunhai's eyes narrowed as he noticed their glow.
The beam swung again, striking down fleeing elders and scouts alike. They melted away without even a scream.
Roar!
The dragon head swung once more, poisonous breath pouring toward Yu Yuanzhen.
Bang!
A blue lightning shield appeared, temporarily blocking the strike, arcs of lightning mixed into its defense.
"Let's see how long you can hold out!"
Dugu Bo sneered. With the Eighth Soul Skill reinforced by Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo's Polar Stillness Domain, a rank 95 Yu Yuanzhen had no hope of escape.
Time dragged on. One after another, the clan elders were reduced to green bones. Their Soul Bones slipped free, falling into Yang Yunhai's hands.
At last, Yu Yuanzhen was engulfed. His flesh dissolved within seconds, leaving only a green skeleton floating in the air before crashing down.
The light above faded. Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo descended, while Dugu Bo dispersed his True Body. Yang Yunhai soared upward, calmly retrieving the fallen treasures. Only he could safely handle Dugu Bo's poison.
Moments later, all the Soul Bones and Soul Tools were safely stored. Dugu Bo ended his technique, allowing the poisoned remains to fall.
"I'll clear the scene, so passersby won't be harmed." He flew down to finish the work.
"Never thought Yu Yuanzhen, Patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, once so dominant, would fall like this." Chrysanthemum Douluo sighed.
"What's there to regret? He came to kill us. Dead is dead." Dugu Bo snorted from below.
Chrysanthemum Douluo nodded slightly, falling silent.
Before long, Dugu Bo returned. The scene was cleared, toxins wiped from the Soul Bones.
"Let's head into the forest and inspect the loot at ease." Dugu Bo chuckled.
"Alright." Yang Yunhai nodded.
With a few leaps, the group disappeared into the woods.
T/N: I was waiting for the fight because of all the buildup for the Defeat of Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan but the fight was Anti-Climactic Fight. 😑
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