Douluo Continent: The Legend of the Dragon King? No, the Legend of the Six Kings!

The last time I saw this guy, he was still a Great Soul Master. His cultivation speed was quite terrifying.

Upon hearing this, Lin Nuo smiled and replied, "A chance breakthrough."

"A coincidence?" Zheng Yiran laughed when she heard this. She thought this guy would proudly say that he was a genius or something, but he answered with the word "coincidence". "Your answer is... really strange."

"What's so strange?"

"Someone like you, a genius, should be arrogant, but I see none of that in you. Don't you find that strange?"

Zheng Yiran's martial soul had clearly evolved into a dragon, but her beautiful eyes stared at Lin Nuo like a venomous snake as she expressed her opinion.

She'd seen too many geniuses; those guys were either arrogant and complacent, or looked down on everyone. Especially those Shrek Academy students—they were incredibly arrogant before they were defeated, but after they were...tsk~

This guy is different. He doesn't have the sharp edge of a genius. He clearly has the qualifications, but he doesn't show them. He gives people the feeling that he is calm and rational, planning something and calculating it perfectly.

At this moment, she felt as if he was approaching her with an ulterior motive, a feeling told to her by her sixth sense.

When Lin Nuo faced Zheng Yiran's gaze, he felt as if this woman had guessed what he wanted to do. It has to be said that, apart from the Dragon King of Gold and Silver, there are really very few innocent and naive people in this world.

Oh right~ there's also an angel.

"You seem to have noticed something in me?"

"It's just a woman's sixth sense."

Zheng Yiran shrugged, not delving further into the matter, and smoothly changed the subject: "Then guess why I came here?"

"Your father sent you."

"As expected~"

Zheng Yiran leaned forward slightly, calmly meeting Lin Nuo's gaze, and asked softly, "It seems you know my father quite well?"

Seeing the two getting closer and closer, almost touching, Tang Wuling quickly stepped forward and sat between them, separating them. She hesitantly spoke up to stop them, saying, "Men and women shouldn't touch each other. You're getting too close!"

Zheng Yiran's gaze fell on Tang Wuling, "Your younger sister is really prone to jealousy."

"I'm not jealous, I'm Lin Nuo's protector!" Tang Wuling retorted, she still remembered Na'er's promise.

Na'er: "..."

Lin Nuo reached out and patted Tang Wuling's head to comfort the little one, then stared at Zheng Yiran in front of him and got straight to the point this time: "I want to know some things about Wu Changkong."

"I see." Zheng Yiran nodded. "So, what do you want to know?"

"Probably his past or something."

"I don't know the specifics, but I learned from my father that he used to be a very powerful student in the inner court of Shrek Academy. It seems he had two teachers, one of whom is a current elder of the Sea God Pavilion, and the other..." Zheng Yiran hesitated for a few seconds before her gaze suddenly became serious as she stared at Lin Nuo.

Seeing Zheng Yiran suddenly become serious, Lin Nuo asked with some confusion, "What's wrong?"

"Does that evil spirit master savior know about this?"

"..." Lin Nuo felt a strange mix of emotions upon hearing his soul's name, but still shook his head: "Could you elaborate?"

Lin Nuo had no idea what Lin Xiu had done in the future, and there was nothing to be found online either, as if the Sun Moon Federation had erased his existence.

People only know that the Holy Spirit Cult has an unforgivable villain, but Lin Nuo knows that the villain is Lin Xiu—one of the fragments of his own soul.

Tang Wuling also stared at Zheng Yiran with curiosity. She was also deeply attracted. Everyone likes to hear gossip and interesting stories.

"I'm not too sure either, but my father told me that the appearance of that person completely gave those chaotic evil spirit masters a backbone. He was the only one who could command those guys, and he was also Wu Changkong's mentor."

"Life mentor?"

"Yes, that's what my father said."

Zheng Yiran nodded, then complained, "I really don't know what my old father was thinking, sending me here for training. Now I understand one thing."

"What?"

"He might be doing it for you."

She goes around in circles and ends up getting herself into trouble; she's such a troublesome woman.

Before Lin Nuo could speak, Zheng Yiran spoke first, bringing her slightly more mature face closer to Lin Nuo, "Lin Nuo, you're not really my father's illegitimate son, are you?"

Lin Nuo: "..."

What the hell?! I'm your father's illegitimate son?!

He was somewhat speechless and asked in return, "In what way do you think I resemble your father?"

"Then why is he paying so much attention to you?"

"Perhaps I knew your father before, but your father didn't know me."

Lin Nuo replied evasively, "I can't exactly say that I traveled back in time and had dealings with your father, can I? Or that my soul fragment Lin Xiu knew your father or something like that."

This is something that can't be said now. We need to wait until we become stronger and then use up Tang San's last chance completely. That will be the time to reveal our true colors.

Who are your elders?

"I am an orphan now."

"..."

No matter how curious she was, she knew when to stop. "Sorry."

Tang Wuling tilted her head, staring at the two faces that were about to touch again, her heart aching: "Na'er, I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do!"

I've failed miserably as a protector of the grass.

……

At night, Wu Changkong returned to his apartment from Donghai Academy. He did not stay overnight, but rather owned a small apartment in Donghai City.

He opened the door and saw a woman in a wheelchair quietly reading a book. The coldness on his face instantly melted away like snow. He walked over with a bit of excitement. "Bing'er, guess what happened to me today?"

Seeing Wu Changkong so excited, Long Bing immediately became interested and asked curiously, "What's wrong that could make your cold and aloof god so excited?"

Hearing Long Bing tease him, Wu Changkong couldn't hold back: "Bing'er, can you please stop using those kinds of words from outside?"

"Oh~ I'm shy. The teacher was right, the male god of the sky is..."

"Bing'er?!"

Looking at Wu Changkong, whose face was already red with anger, Long Bing realized that apart from that teacher, only she could make Changkong's unchanging face show emotion.

"Tsk~ Getting impatient, getting impatient." Long Bing teased at the end, then put away the joke and asked, "What's making you so excited, Chang Kong?"

When Wu Changkong saw that Long Bing had put away her jokes and calmed down, he began to talk about what had happened that day. Long Bing was initially curious, but then became serious and remained silent for a while before asking, "Are you sure he looks a lot like the teacher?"

"They're pretty much identical, or rather, they're all cut from the same mold, and their martial spirits are all the same as their original forms. I just don't know if they're dark-attribute or if they use scythes," Wu Changkong analyzed.

Long Bingyu tapped the closed book on her lap with her jade-like fingers, thought for a few seconds, and said, "Bring your file back tomorrow so I can take a look, and also..."

She looked intently into Chang Kong's eyes, "Protect him, just like our teacher protected us back then."

"Yes, I understand." Wu Changkong nodded, his eyes extremely serious.

In the stillness of the night, Lin Nuo lay quietly in bed, pondering how to proceed on the chessboard. The butterfly effect was ever-changing, and his own plan had to be equally adaptable, especially since he currently held a significant advantage.

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