"Tianming, feel carefully, is there another Martial Soul?"
Yu Yuanzhen walked over to Yu Tianming and said excitedly.
"Okay, Grandpa."
Yu Tianming closed his eyes and entered a meditative state. He felt a sword within him, a blue-purple sword with a penis pattern on its blade.
"Ah~"
After an unknown amount of time, Yu Tianming roared, and a blue-purple two-handed sword appeared out of thin air.
"Really twin spirits? Hahahaha, God bless our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, hahahahaha."
"Twin spirits, Innate Spirit Power Level 20, hahahaha, good, good, Grandpa's good grandson."
As soon as the Sword Spirit appeared, Yu Yuanzhen finally burst into laughter. Such a terrifying talent was unprecedented. The current Spirit Hall Saint, Bibi Dong, only had Innate Spirit Power Level 10, while his grandson had Innate Spirit Power Level 20.
Although the difference might seem small, it was actually worlds apart, just like Innate Spirit Power Level 9 is far inferior to Innate Spirit Power Level 10.
One step slow, every step slow.
By the time Yu Tianming added two spirit rings, they would have to be at least Level 25, possibly even Level 27, because the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon's optimal spirit rings must be of sub-dragon type. Spirit beasts with dragon bloodline were far more powerful than ordinary spirit beasts.
A 27th-level Great Soul Master at the age of 6, with a 20th-level Innate Soul Power, twin top-tier spirits, and the vast resources of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, he couldn't be below level 40 by the time he was 12. Wouldn't that mean he'd be a Soul Sage before 20, and a Titled Douluo before 30?
Tear! Yu Yuanzhen trembled violently. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was about to rise.
"Is this really our son?"
The hall fell into complete silence. Yu Linglong was dumbfounded. His son's incredible talent seemed unreal.
"If it's not ours, whose is it?"
Chen Yan slapped Yu Linglong and said angrily. Her spirit was the Seven Killing Sword, and her son's sword spirit looked almost identical to the Seven Killing Sword, the only difference being the ridges on its lower region.
It also seemed to have a lightning attribute.
"I hope you keep your mouths shut about what happened today, or I might kill my own family for the sake of justice."
Yu Yuanzhen picked up Yu Tianming and said coldly. Everyone in the hall was his direct blood relative. He had four sons, and except for Yu Xiaogang, who had escaped, the other three were all present.
Yu Tianming was the future of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. Yu Yuanzhen didn't want him to be exposed before his rise to power. If the Spirit Hall found out, he would be in great danger.
Also, the people of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Clan...
Yu Yuanzhen's gaze turned to his daughter-in-law, Chen Yan.
To be honest, a flicker of murderous intent flashed through his mind at that moment, but it quickly vanished. He couldn't guarantee everyone would obey. If the Spirit Hall discovered this, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan alone would certainly not be able to protect Yu Tianming.
If the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Clan and the Chen family were included...
The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Clan had two Douluos. Sword Douluo Chen Xin was a Level 95 Super Douluo, not much weaker than him, and Bone Douluo Gu Rong was also a Level 94 Douluo.
Besides, the Chen family might have a hidden Titled Douluo.
After all, Yu Tianming is Chen Xin's grandson, and protecting him is his responsibility.
"I have to be prepared."
Yu Yuanzhen felt an inexplicable sense of urgency.
......
"Bo~"
"As expected of mom's little pervert, you're amazing."
After returning home, Chen Yan hugged Yu Tianming and gave him a big kiss. Yu Linglong had to attend to sect matters and couldn't come with them. The large house was just the two of them, mother and son. She kissed her son's cheek, unconcerned with her mother's authority.
As the daughter of Sword Douluo Chen Xin, Chen Yan's talent wasn't great. Her Innate Soul Power was level 7, and now she was a level 75 Soul Saint. Soul Douluo was her limit, and she could only reach level 85 in her lifetime.
At Innate Soul Power levels 8-9, she had the potential to break through to Titled Douluo, and at Innate Soul Power level 10, she had the qualifications to achieve Super Douluo.
It was precisely because Chen Yan lacked talent that she was arranged to marry.
The three great sects—the Clear Sky Sect, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, and the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect—are closely related, and intermarriages have been established for millennia.
The current head of the Chen family, Sword Douluo Chen Xin, is one of the two great protectors of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. Yu Yuanzhen didn't want his son to marry a woman who couldn't even reach the Soul Douluo stage, so he married Chen Yan, Sword Douluo's daughter.
Level 7 Innate Soul Power is neither good nor bad for top-tier factions, making it ideal for marriages. Any talent with the potential to reach the Titled Douluo stage is unlikely to be given away by any faction.
Chen Yan hadn't expected his son to be so accomplished. With twin spirits and a level 20 Innate Soul Power, it's no exaggeration to say that as long as he survives, he has a high chance of becoming a Limit Douluo.
The reason the Spirit Hall and the Clear Sky Sect are so powerful is because of Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen, two Level 99 Limit Douluos.
"Hmm... I'm dying..."
Yu Tianming was trapped between his mother's ferocious breasts. He tried to break free, but he was powerless against a Level 75 Soul Saint.
"Grandpa will personally take you to obtain the spirit ring tomorrow. You must obey me and absolutely do not run around."
Chen Yan stared at her son, whose face flushed red, and spoke sternly. She was debating whether to tell his father, Chen Xin, about his son's situation.
But she was also afraid he would harm her. This world was incredibly cruel, and the interests of the sect were paramount.
"Yes, Mother, I'm hungry."
Yu Tianming's eyes rolled. He ripped at his mother's shirt, but after a long, unsuccessful tear, he feigned impatience.
"Again? Didn't you just eat this morning? You little pervert, there's nothing I can do about you."
Chen Yan, distressed, patted Yu Tianming on the head. Her six-year-old son was still addicted to breastfeeding. Alas, there was nothing she could do.
Sharing the same mindset as her husband, Yu Linglong, Chen Yan knew it wasn't easy to have a child in old age. Her husband, suffering from a genital condition, was now unable to have sex. Even though she had maintained her youthful appearance and a flawless figure, looking like a dignified young woman in her thirties, she was actually nearly sixty.
Having another child was practically impossible.
She doted on her son above all else, and would not refuse anything Yu Tianming asked.
Chen Yan lowered her head, parted her red lips, and bit her son's cheek, leaving a red strawberry on his fair face. She unbuttoned her fussy top, revealing a blue bra, somewhat similar to those on Earth. Yu Tianming understood her sentiment, considering the worldview of Douluo Continent was bizarre. Lifting the bra revealed a pair of snow-white breasts.
Almost sixty, Chen Yan's figure was impeccably maintained. Her breasts were slightly saggy, perfectly elastic, with a small areola. Her slender nipples suggested frequent sucking and biting.
"Hmm... little pervert, be gentle."
Yu Tianming unceremoniously took a nipple in his mouth and sucked it. The milk was sweet and delicious. Chen Yan carried his son to the room. With his sensitive body, every step was a huge challenge.