Ah Zhi, practically dragging Tai Long along, walked out of the arena.
Seeing her act like a complete lackey, bullying Tai Long as if he owed her his life, Yu Tianming couldn't help but break into a wide grin.
Once the group had moved far enough away, the lackeys who had been surrounding Tai Long earlier also dispersed quickly, not daring to linger in the arena.
Soon after, the group brought Tai Long to the Lanba Forest located on the outskirts of the academy.
This forest had been bought by the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan a century ago. No buildings had ever been constructed within it, except for the Lanba Academy that was built for Liu Erlong just a few years ago.
The forest was filled with century-old trees, lush and dense, their thick canopies blocking most of the sunlight.
Even during a clear midday, the inside of the forest felt like a gloomy, overcast day—dim and shadowy.
The constant chirping of insects and cries of birds around them only added to the eerie atmosphere.
Once they had ventured about a hundred meters into the forest—far enough to be hidden from prying eyes—they stopped going deeper.
Yu Tianming sat down on a tall stone block and beckoned to Tai Long. "Come here, I have a question for you."
Tai Long, whose massive frame resembled that of a gorilla, cautiously shuffled forward.
Seeing this, Ah Zhi, already annoyed with him, gave him a solid kick to the back.
Completely on edge, Tai Long was caught off guard and stumbled a few steps forward, ending up right in front of Yu Tianming.
Yu Tianming patted his head gently and spoke in a calm tone, "No need to be nervous. I'm sure you already know who I am. I heard you're the successor of the Strength Clan. I just want to make friends."
Relief spread across Tai Long's face, and he let out a long sigh, quickly bowing repeatedly. "Greetings, Young Master. If you need anything, just give the word!"
Ah Zhu, usually composed, couldn't help but curl her lip at the sight.
Ah Zhi secretly mocked him in her heart. 'This guy acts like a loyal mutt. Just scolded him a second ago, and now he's groveling after a single kind word.'
But since Yu Tianming was the one making the decisions, the two maids didn't speak further.
Thanks to Yu Tianming's words, Tai Long's anxiety quickly faded.
However, upon noticing the expressions of the two women, a sudden stab of pain hit Tai Long's heart, as if a needle had pierced it. His eyes turned red with emotion.
Seeing this, Yu Tianming thought, 'Why do people in this world value talented female soul masters so highly? Tai Long's like this with Xiao Wu, now again with my two maids. Even Qian Xunji treated Bibi Dong the same way.'
Still, on the surface, he maintained his warm smile, seemingly pleased with Tai Long's submissiveness. "I've heard that your Strength Clan is a group of strength-type soul masters with a single attribute, dedicated to maximizing physical power. Is that right?"
Though Tai Long was somewhat unwilling, his deep fear forced him to nod quickly. "Both of my soul skills enhance strength. I'd say my physical power is decent."
This piqued Yu Tianming's interest.
'Just like the Breaking Clan specializes in attack, and the Speed Clan in agility, does the Strength Clan truly embody the peak of physical power? How do they compare to me back in the day?'
As thoughts raced through his mind, Yu Tianming placed his large hand on Tai Long's head and pressed down gently.
He whispered in Tai Long's ear, "Hurry and activate your Martial Soul. I want to see your strength. See if you can break free from my grip."
He suddenly increased the pressure. His pale fingertips slowly sank into Tai Long's scalp.
With pain shooting through him, Tai Long's eyes went wide with panic as he hurriedly activated his Martial Soul.
His muscles bulged rapidly, and reddish-brown hair spread from his head across his entire body. He now looked like a red-furred gorilla.
Two yellow soul rings glowed beneath his feet, and his strength surged twice over.
But even so, his skull began to crack under the pressure. Agonizing pain radiated from his bones, causing his eyes to swell and redden.
He used his hairy, ape-like fingers to desperately try to pry off Yu Tianming's hand.
But despite not activating his own Martial Soul, Yu Tianming's fingers didn't budge an inch, no matter how hard Tai Long struggled.
Yu Tianming let out a disappointed sigh and applied just a bit more force.
Crack—
A crisp sound rang out, and a foul stench suddenly wafted from Tai Long's body. His flailing hands dropped limply to the ground.
"Looks like the so-called Strength Clan isn't all it's made out to be. Two strength-boosting soul skills, and you're still weaker than me at Rank 20."
Ah Zhu and Ah Zhi's eyes widened in shock.
The usually low-key young master had just killed the successor of the Strength Clan right in front of them. Could the Slaughter City really have changed his temperament this much?
Even though the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan vastly outclassed the Strength Clan, killing Tai Long would make them mortal enemies. The clan would be forced to respond.
Seeing their unsettled expressions, Yu Tianming was just about to explain when a thunderous roar echoed through the forest not far away.
"Let go of my son!"
A middle-aged man with a figure and appearance almost identical to Tai Long, covered in hair from head to toe, charged toward them.
Five soul rings flickered under his feet—the aura of a Soul King radiating without restraint as it enveloped the group.
Yu Tianming casually released the now reeking Tai Long, letting him slump to the ground as he smiled.
"So I beat the son, and now the father's here. This must be Tai Long's father, Tai Nuo."
When Tai Nuo arrived, he saw Tai Long collapsed on the ground, five dents clearly visible on his skull.
His face darkened visibly as his five soul rings flashed rapidly.
With a trembling voice, he said, "The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan sure is bold. You casually kill my son like this? So arrogant—today, you'll all die here and accompany him in death."
But none of the three standing before him looked the slightest bit afraid. Yu Tianming even wore a relaxed smile.
Seeing Tai Nuo's hate-filled eyes, Ah Zhi spoke coldly. "The Strength Clan dares lay a hand on our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan? Aren't you afraid of annihilation?"
Tai Nuo let out a chilling laugh. "If you all die here, who would know it was me who killed you?"
The way they argued, it sounded more like two villains having an internal power struggle.
Yu Tianming didn't rebuke Ah Zhi or attack Tai Nuo. Instead, he instantly released his Death God Domain.
The terrifying Killing Intent made Tai Nuo jolt like he'd been electrocuted, stumbling back several steps.
Looking at Yu Tianming again, his gaze was filled with horror.
Ah Zhi added, "Are you sure you can beat the Young Master? Sounds like you'll be joining your son in death instead."
Hearing this, Tai Nuo's face turned as pale as his son's. Trembling violently, he dropped to his knees before anyone could react.
(End of Chapter)
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