"Oh, it hurts so much... Oh..."
Yu Xiaolong, who had been lying quietly on the ground, suddenly clutched his head and spoke.
This scene instantly stunned Yu Yuanzhen, Yu Loumian, and his wife.
As Yu Xiaolong straightened up from the ground, he saw a tear-streaked woman throw herself into his arms, sobbing uncontrollably.
"That's wonderful, Little Long, you're awake, you're finally awake..."
Yu Xiaolong looked at his tear-streaked wife, quickly comforting her: "Be good, don't cry, aren't I fine? Huh, where is this?"
Yu Xiaolong looked around. Upon seeing his father and second uncle, he quickly nodded to them.
"Father, Second Uncle, where are we now? Why are there injured people everywhere, and fires everywhere? What's going on?"
He frowned slightly. Huh, why did his leg feel empty?
He quickly looked down at his right leg. It's gone! Why was a large section of his right leg inexplicably missing?
This, what exactly was going on? Who could tell him what happened?
Why was he missing a leg just after waking up???
"Sigh, it's a long story, Little Long. How do you feel now? Your head..."
Yu Yuanzhen quickly knelt before his son, looking at him with anticipation. He had never expected his son to ever regain consciousness.
To him, this was truly a blessing in disguise. Compared to his conscious eldest son, what did the hundred-odd deceased disciples of their clan matter?
As long as his eldest son was still alive, the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan would still exist and not fall.
"My head? What's wrong with my head? I'm fine, just a bit of a headache.
And why am I missing a leg? Oh, right, Father, where's Second Brother? Has Second Brother returned?"
Yu Xiaolong had no memory of the past five years. He only knew that he and his second brother went to find trouble with Zhao Ling, ended up being severely beaten by him, and then woke up back home.
What puzzled him, though, was why his father and second uncle looked so much older.
Even his wife had matured considerably, and her tear-streaked appearance, in particular, made his body feel... something.
He found it very strange. His body felt like it had been held back for an unknown period.
He had clearly been intimate with his wife before leaving home, so why did he feel so uncomfortable now?
"Your second brother... Hmph, don't even mention him. That good-for-nothing has caused countless troubles for our clan."
Yu Yuanzhen coldly snorted, remembering how he had tried to force his youngest son to marry his eldest daughter-in-law in the dungeon earlier.
His youngest son had been so evasive, even repeatedly claiming that he was already impotent.
Now that his eldest son was awake, this matter could be dropped. This meant that even the heavens didn't think his youngest son was worthy of his daughter-in-law, which was why his eldest son had regained consciousness.
Fortunately, that good-for-nothing didn't agree. If that good-for-nothing had agreed, then once his eldest son woke up, things would have surely escalated.
Later, Yu Yuanzhen planned to visit that good-for-nothing in the dungeon and warn him not to think about such matters anymore. He wasn't worthy of his daughter-in-law, and he would let him "reform" properly in the dungeon.
Now his eldest son was awake, and despite losing a leg, it didn't affect his ability to procreate.
Perhaps this was the heavens taking pity on the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, taking pity on him, the old man, and thus allowing his eldest son to regain consciousness.
After the three elders led the disciples to extinguish the fires in various buildings throughout the clan, and the injured had largely recovered from their wounds, everyone looked at the ruined walls and fallen debris in silence.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan suffered heavy losses this time. Fortunately, Clan Master Ye was invited and managed to save the five hundred or so injured disciples.
Only those hundred or so who were instantly killed by the explosions could not be saved.
To appease the affiliated clans, Yu Yuanzhen personally toured each affiliated clan, releasing goodwill and offering various benefits to win their hearts.
However, the people of these affiliated clans were tired of being tormented. After all, they had been troubled twice in a row, with casualties growing heavier each time. If this happened a few more times, they feared these affiliated clans would be bombed out of existence.
So, some affiliated clans wanted to withdraw from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. Even if they didn't withdraw, they didn't want to remain here.
Upon hearing these words, Yu Yuanzhen discussed with Yu Loumian and the three elders. They felt that since the clan was now in such disarray from the bombings, if they were to demolish and rebuild, it would likely cost a significant amount of gold spirit coins.
It would be better to find another place to rebuild the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. This place should preferably not be within Heaven Dou Imperial City. After some thought, Yu Yuanzhen decided it would be best to rebuild the clan in a more remote and easily defensible location.
Of course, such a place should ideally be close to the Clear Sky Sect. After all, among the Upper Three Clans, only the Clear Sky Sect still aligned with their Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
As for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, they were already exchanging knowing glances with that guy Zhao Ling. According to reports from their scouts, Zhao Ling frequently visited the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, seemingly intending to form an alliance with them.
Therefore, the Clear Sky Sect could only watch out for and assist their Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan now. As for whether the Clear Sky Sect would become closer to that guy Zhao Ling in the future, he couldn't be sure.
It would be awkward if the Clear Sky Sect also aligned with that guy Zhao Ling in the future, but on second thought, the Clear Sky Sect wouldn't be that foolish.
The Clear Sky Sect itself was the most powerful existence among the Upper Three Clans, and each of them was incredibly arrogant. They wouldn't stoop to relying on Zhao Ling, who had a Spirit Hall background, would they???
Four or five days later, Tang Wutong, who had been bored playing chess by herself in the courtyard, saw the room door open. Her husband walked out of the room, looking vibrant.
Tang Wutong quickly stood up, took a swift step, and threw herself into Zhao Ling's arms, then sweetly said.
"Husband, did you severely "deal with" them? You didn't go easy on them, did you?"
"Of course not. They dared to run away. If your husband doesn't properly "deal with" them, what if they keep running away in the future?"
Zhao Ling shook his head slightly. Joking aside, how could he let the four women off?
"That's good! Husband is amazing, husband is the greatest." Tang Wutong gave Zhao Ling a thumbs-up. "Mom and Maternal Grandmas just needed a lesson. In the future, you must be even harsher."
"Hmm, that makes sense." Zhao Ling nodded in agreement.
Inside the room, the four women exchanged bitter glances. Little Qi, that brat, was actually fanning the flames in front of their husband. They felt this good-for-nothing was truly too filial.
Just wait, they would all wait. Sooner or later, they would make that brat understand what the deepest love of an elder truly meant...