Douluo Continent Chat Group: Building My Academy

"Xiaoyu, it's late now. You have school tomorrow, so hurry up and wash up and get some rest."

After taking a shower, Jackie Chan, with a towel draped over his shoulder, dressed neatly, pushed open Xiaoyu's bedroom door, ready to let her go to sleep quickly.

But the door was empty, and not even the lights were on, which made Jackie Chan's eyes widen.

"Xiaoyu?"

Oh no! Where has that girl run off to again?!

Jackie Chan hurriedly closed the door, preparing to notify Blake to begin the search, but after taking only a few steps, he heard a loud noise from the room next door.

"Hey, you absolutely can't beat me. I'm an expert at this game!"

"Children of the dragon never lose! I'll stake my father's reputation on it!"

The clicking of buttons continued, Jackie Chan's face darkened, and he pushed open the door.

The sight of two mischievous kids holding game controllers and pointing them at the brightly lit television screen made Jackie Chan frown, a rare occurrence for him.

With a sigh, Jackie Chan didn't immediately turn off the TV or make a loud noise. He simply walked quietly behind Jade and waited.

Jackie Chan exchanged apologetic glance with Tru, who looked tough on the outside but was actually incredibly soft on the inside, and stood there with his arms crossed.

"Hey!"

Xiaoyu rubbed the controller, instantly performing a super move. The game character unleashed a powerful attack, and after a series of dazzling visuals, the other character's health bar was emptied.

"No!"

The little demon dragon let out another mournful cry, trying to continue pressing the controller, but it was too late.

The two large letters KO appeared clearly.

"Looks like your father's reputation isn't all that great either."

Xiaoyu turned her head and let out a wanton mocking sound at the demon Xiaolong.

The little demon dragon lowered its head, feeling that it had never experienced so much humiliation in its entire life.

"One more time! One more time! This time I definitely won't lose!"

The little devil dragon has picked up the controller again, his brain racing. He still has seven uncles and aunts, and he can gamble his reputation seven more times!

"No problem, as the boss, I'll make you accept your defeat wholeheartedly!"

Xiaoyu grinned and picked up the handle, but just then...

"Xiaoyu".

Jackie Chan's voice, as if judging a case, came from above.

"what!"

Xiaoyu instinctively turned around, startled by Uncle Long's sudden appearance, and quickly patted her chest to calm herself down.

"Uncle Long, why do you walk so quietly!"

"You were too engrossed in your game to hear me."

Jackie Chan calmly said something, then pointed to the clock on the wall.

"Look at the time! We just went to Hong Kong, took care of our business, and met with your parents. They told me to discipline you properly, and I can't betray their trust."

"It's time for you to rest now. Put down the game. You'll have plenty of time to play after you finish your homework when you get home from school tomorrow."

"Oh……"

Xiaoyu puffed out her cheeks, but she knew that what Uncle Long said was right.

"All right."

Obediently lowering her arm, Xiaoyu wouldn't go against the adults at a time like this.

"Hey, where do you think you're going!" But at this moment, the little devil dragon expressed his dissatisfaction.

"You just beat me and you want to leave? What about our battle, which was based on mutual trust?"

"Mr. Xiaolong." Jackie Chan sighed and rubbed his forehead. This child really didn't resemble his father much, even though Jackie Chan hadn't spent much time with Shendu.

"Xiaoyu is still a child. She needs rest, learning, and growth. I hope you won't disturb her, otherwise her future will be terrible."

"Oh……"

The little demon dragon lowered its head, just as it would when facing its elders.

"don’t worry."

At this moment, Xiaoyu stepped forward and patted the Demon Dragon's shoulder reassuringly.

"We still have time tomorrow, and you can use the rest of today to hone your skills."

As she spoke, Xiaoyu began to teach the demon dragon how to engage in PVP battles with the other players.

The little demon dragon was incredibly serious, even more so than when he was learning spells from his father.

"That's enough. Keep honing your skills, and I'll beat you to a pulp tomorrow."

"Hmph, by tomorrow, I won't be the same person I am now. Get ready to call me Big Brother, I'll be Big Sister now."

"Hmph, you won't have that chance."

Looking at the two mischievous kids who seemed like his best friends, Jackie Chan felt slightly helpless.

Was the Holy Lord facing another Xiaoyu thousands of years ago?

For some reason, Jackie Chan suddenly felt a sense of empathy for Shendu, as if they were both elders.

"Alright, let's postpone tomorrow's match until tomorrow. Xiaoyu, go wash up and go to bed."

"Understood, Uncle Long."

Amidst the commotion, Jade left with Jackie Chan and Tru, leaving only Devil Little Dragon alone in the room.

Alone in the game's battle mode, Demon Dragon calmly pressed his arm, but for some reason, he felt slightly lonely compared to when there were people around him before.

"Is this the eldest sister?"

The little devil muttered to himself, recalling how his father would sometimes talk about the uncles and aunts he had met.

Are these brothers and sisters? The demonic little dragon, born as an only child, suddenly felt a surge of warmth.

Looking at the television screen, Demon Dragon's gaze suddenly sharpened.

He needs to practice his skills diligently so that he can become the one called "Big Brother" in tomorrow's battle!

……

"This feeling—I've lost something, something very important!"

Inside the Lotus Temple, the Holy Lord flipped through the manuscripts left behind by Zhou Lan, but the more he looked at them, the more agitated he became.

What's going on? What did Jackie Chan and his gang do this time? Why are they making him so agitated?!

Composing himself, the Holy Lord forcibly suppressed his discomfort and began to record the magical incantation before him.

A strange-looking character appeared in Shendu's palm, and magical fluctuations emerged, making Shendu feel even more power.

"Good, very good!"

The Holy Lord felt delighted, while the three brothers of the Black Hand Gang were assessing whether the Lotus Temple had any antiques that might fetch a high price.

Next was Daolong, who, holding the Lotus Temple books he had quickly found, examined the enormous white-haired monster that he had integrated into the temple wall.

The monster tried to roar, but its mouth was blocked, preventing it from firing the ray that could freeze the monster into ice.

"Hmm, the legendary temple guardian? He looks quite impressive~"

Daolong looked around, and for some reason, the modified "Pokémon Heart" suddenly surged within him.

Should we try to subdue this guy too?

Under the cover of darkness, the Holy Lord and his entourage had been residing in the Lotus Temple for some time, not only to inspect everything there but also to prepare for contact with their master.

A huge floor-to-ceiling mirror appears here, revealing a desolate environment inside.

Inside the mirror, an incredibly bizarre, alien-like head appeared, with a long, thin tongue swaying below it—it was none other than the Moon Demon, Zhou Lan.

"My Lord, I have made my decision."

"Oh, my dear brother, what are your thoughts now?"

"If we can escape this hell, then we might as well just abandon this physical body."

"A very wise choice, Your Highness Zhoulan."

Daolong walked over, a smile on his face. To resurrect an ancient demon—what a magnificent feat only a great wizard could accomplish!