Douluo Dragon King: The Twin Dragons of Time and Space, Mistaken for Dragon God

The Spirit Pagoda of the East Sea.

As soon as Chu Nan arrived, Li Fugui greeted him warmly with a smile: "Young friend Chu Nan, you've arrived! Please come in, please come in."

Chu Nan nodded and followed him inside.

"Minister Li, what did headquarters ask you to bring?" Chu Nan asked as they walked. "You're being so secretive, you didn't even tell me."

Li Fugui led the way, then turned back and winked at him: "Good stuff! Your master specifically told me to get it, saying you'd definitely like it." He paused, deliberately keeping him in suspense, "But I can't tell you now, you'll find out later."

Chu Nan rolled his eyes: "Fine, you're still playing this game with me."

The two walked through the hall and turned into Li Fugui's office. Li Fugui closed the door, turned around, took out an exquisite box from the cabinet, carefully placed it on the table, and opened the lid.

Inside lay a palm-sized silver necklace, its surface shimmering with a faint glow; it was clearly no ordinary item.

"This is the 'Heavenly Phoenix Necklace'," Li Fugui said with envy, his voice tinged with sourness. "It can automatically trigger to block one attack from a Title Douluo-level opponent. Wearing it can also help you calm your mind and aid in cultivation. There are only a handful of these treasures in the entire Spirit Transmission Tower. The Deputy Tower Master really dotes on you."

Chu Nan picked up the necklace, turning it over and over to examine it. It felt heavy and warm against his palm. A smile played on his lips—Sister Leng, she never says anything sweet, but when she cares about you, she cares for you just as much.

When I saw him off last time, I didn't even say "be careful," but now I'm sending him something so expensive. He's a classic case of "cold on the outside but warm on the inside."

"Minister Li, please thank her for me." Chu Nan tucked the necklace into his arms and patted it.

"Not at all, not at all," Li Fugui said with a smile.

After saying that, he looked around, leaned closer, and lowered his voice: "There's something else. Headquarters has sent word that there are evil spirit masters active in Donghai City recently, specifically targeting talented children. Please be careful and try not to leave the city alone."

Chu Nan's smile faded, and he nodded: "Understood, thank you, Minister Li."

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Leaving the branch, Chu Nan, clutching his breastplate, headed towards the academy. The night breeze carried the scent of the sea, and the roadside food stalls were still open, the aroma of grilled skewers wafting over, making his mouth water.

Just as I was wondering whether I should get a couple of skewers, suddenly! A woman walked towards me.

She had long, reddish-purple hair and a rather alluring appearance. Wearing a JK uniform, the hem of her skirt swayed gently with her steps, and silver bells jingled on her ankles as she walked, like a schoolchild strolling home from school. As they brushed past each other, the woman winked at him, a half-smile playing on her lips. Her lips moved slightly as if she wanted to say something, but no sound came out.

Chu Nan walked about ten steps, then suddenly stopped, turning his head to glance at the receding figure. Red hair, a high school uniform, silver bells, and a faint, chilling aura emanating from her—a name suddenly popped into his mind: "Dark Bell Nunnally?"

Chu Nan's heart skipped a beat—this plot isn't right! Wasn't Nanali supposed to appear later in the original story? How come she's now strolling around the streets of Donghai City in a JK uniform? And even winking at him? He subconsciously touched his face—could it be that his time travel had messed up the script?

Forget it, there's no use thinking about it so much. If the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up. He shook his head, put his thoughts aside, and strode towards the academy.

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At the other end of the teaching building, Long Hengxu sat opposite Wu Changkong and rubbed his hands together: "Teacher Wu, the academy has decided to establish Class Zero, and we would like to invite you to be the class teacher. If all goes well, you will be the class teacher of Class Zero tomorrow."

Wu Changkong nodded: "Okay. But I have a condition—bring Tang Wulin and Xie Xie into Class Zero."

Long Hengxu was taken aback: "Tang Wulin? Xie Xie? Their soul power seems..."

"They have the potential to get into Shrek Academy. I'm never wrong when it comes to judging people," Wu Changkong interrupted him.

Long Hengxu opened his mouth, wanting to say something but swallowed it back. Of course he knew about Tang Wulin and Xie Xie—those two kids only had soul power at the teens level, which was really not enough for Class Zero. But after Wu Changkong's comment that they "had the potential to get into Shrek Academy," he couldn't refuse.

"Okay, I'll be going now."

"Okay, Director Long, take care."

Hearing Wu Changkong's rare polite words, Long Hengxu walked out of the house with much lighter steps, his leather shoes making a crisp sound on the corridor, as if a large stone had been unloaded.

Listening to Long Hengxu's footsteps disappear, Wu Changkong leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes for a moment. "Those kids in Class One are all capable of entering Shrek Academy's inner court. Taking good care of them is the last thing he can do for the academy."

Long Bing's smiling face flashed through his mind, followed by the image of her falling down in front of him.

Just then, a loud "bang!" rang out.

Wu Changkong's thoughts were interrupted, his brows furrowed slightly, and his already cold expression darkened even more.

The door was pushed open. Ye Yingluo rushed in, her eyes red-rimmed: "Wu Changkong! Why are you stealing my student?"

This was none other than Ye Yingluo, the homeroom teacher of Class One, and behind her was the silent Long Hengxu.

Clearly, the communication between the two did not go well.

"Wu Changkong! Chu Nan, Gu Yue, Zhang Yangzi and the others are all my students. What right do you have to take them away?" Her voice was sharp and aggressive as she stared intently at Wu Changkong.

Wu Changkong stared at her expressionlessly without saying a word.

"I'm their homeroom teacher! Why should you be in charge of Class Zero?" Ye Yingluo clenched her fists until they turned white.

Wu Changkong then spoke, his tone calm: "This is the academy's decision."

"A decision?" Ye Yingluo trembled with anger. "These are the students I've painstakingly trained, and you just take them away like that? What do you take me for?"

Long Hengxu steeled himself and stepped forward: "Teacher Ye, let's talk this out..."

"Shut up!" Ye Yingluo didn't even turn her head, her eyes fixed on Wu Changkong.

This man once shattered his own dignity, and now...

They're even trying to steal her students!

Wu Changkong looked up at her and said coldly, "Are you finished?"

"You...aren't you going to give me an explanation?" Ye Yingluo's voice trembled.

As soon as the words fell, an invisible pressure descended, causing Ye Yingluo's body to tremble and her knees to buckle. The oppressive aura of a level 69 Soul Emperor made her instinctively fearful, but she gritted her teeth and stubbornly refused to back down.

"Speak properly if you can," Wu Changkong said coldly. "If you can't, then get lost. If you can beat me, I'll listen to you. If you can't, then speak properly."

Ye Yingluo's lips trembled, and she was so angry that her whole body shook—all she wanted was an explanation, but this man wouldn't even give her a kind word.

She stomped her foot angrily, turned and stormed out, her high heels slamming against the floor. A voice, filled with gritted teeth, echoed down the hallway: "Wu Changkong, you bastard! We're not done with each other!"

Long Hengxu quickly chased after her, saying, "Teacher Ye, calm down..."

Wu Changkong glanced at the broken door and sighed, "...Sigh, I'll have someone call for repairs later."

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In the countryside, the moonlight was bright, shining on an open space where dewdrops clung to the grass blades, sparkling in the sunlight.

Gu Yue stood in the open space, her long black hair billowing in the night wind, her purple eyes gleaming eerily in the moonlight, her entire being resembling an exquisite sculpture. Di Tian's illusory figure stood respectfully behind her, his head slightly bowed.

"My lord, traces of evil spirit masters have been discovered in Donghai City, seemingly from the Holy Spirit Cult. Should I handle this?" Di Tian's voice was low, with a hint of inquiry in his tone.

Gu Yue shook her head, her tone indifferent: "No need. Humans' own messy affairs have nothing to do with us. Let them fight like dogs, we don't need to get involved."

She paused, her voice turning colder: "You only need to ensure the safety of Lord Dragon God. Everything else is none of your concern."

Di Tian solemnly replied, "Yes. In addition, as you instructed, I have begun to contact the Spirit Pagoda headquarters, and so far it is going smoothly. They have not suspected our identities and simply regard us as an ordinary human soul master family seeking cooperation."

Gu Yue nodded, a slight smile playing on her lips, seemingly satisfied with the progress: "Go. Have the Demon King or Xiong Jun take turns protecting him from the shadows. Don't expose him, and don't disturb his life. Anyone who dares to frighten him, I'll deal with them personally."

Di Tian's lips twitched, and he silently calculated in his heart: "The Demon King is alright, but Xiong Jun's temper is too hot. Making him secretly follow a child without showing his face would probably cause him internal injuries. But since the master has given the order, I have to grit my teeth and make the arrangements."

"Yes, ma'am."

The illusory figure vanished, leaving only Gu Yue under the moonlight. She gazed in the direction of Donghai Academy, her purple eyes reflecting the distant lights, and whispered, "Dragon God, I will clear everything away for you from the shadows."

A night breeze blew, causing her long hair to flutter and then fall back down. She stood there for a long time before turning and disappearing into the night.