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

Inside the Awakening Room.

Qian Gu Dong Feng's gaze lingered on Chu Nan for a full five seconds before turning to look at Old Zhou, who was huddled in a corner.

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and test your soul power!"

Old Zhou felt he must have forgotten to check the almanac before leaving home today. Trembling, he rummaged through the cabinet and pulled out the soul power crystal ball, presenting it to Chu Nan with both hands, his voice trembling: "Little...little friend, just put your hand on it..."

Chu Nan moved the lollipop to his right mouth and put it in his right mouth, then pressed his left hand down on it.

The next second, the entire awakening room was filled with light. It was so bright that Old Zhou instinctively closed his eyes. The pointer, as if injected with stimulants, swung upwards—level 5, level 10, level 20—

"Click."

With a crisp sound, the first crack appeared on the surface of the crystal, followed by a second and a third, spreading out densely like a spider web.

Chu Nan was stunned for a moment. He looked down at his hand, then at the crystal that was almost shattered, and only one thought crossed his mind—"Holy crap, was it that bad? Do I need to pay for this?"

"Twenty...level 20..." Old Zhou's eyes widened, his voice trembling. "Twenty levels of innate full soul power?"

Chu Nan, lollipop in his mouth, tried his best to appear calm, but inside he was ecstatic. "Level 20! Level 20 after just one awakening! What does that even mean? What level was Tang Wulin when he awakened? Level 3, right? With this starting point, he might not be able to completely crush the protagonist, but he'll at least be able to walk alongside them in the future, right?"

Qian Gu Dongfeng's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. Innate full soul power level 20? He'd lived for two hundred years and had never seen anything like it! This wasn't just genius; it was practically the heavens feeding him!

His breathing became heavier, and only one thought occupied his mind—this child must belong to the Qian Gu family! He would accept any conditions, even sell his possessions, to get his hands on her!

"Hahahaha!" Qian Gu Dongfeng laughed loudly, his entire face shaking with laughter. "Heaven blesses my Spirit Pagoda! No—it's a shared destiny between me and the Spirit Pagoda!"

He leaped up, his eyes fixed on her like he was looking at a beautiful woman, as if he wanted to carry her away right then and there.

Chu Nan felt a chill run down his spine under the old man's gaze and instinctively took a half-step back. Why was this old man looking at him like a wolf that hadn't eaten for three days seeing pork?

Leng Yaozhu stood to the side, her brows furrowed. She glanced at Chu Nan, then at Qian Gu Dongfeng, and sighed inwardly. "That old fox, in his eyes, even geniuses become tools to strengthen his family."

"Old Zhou," Leng Yaozhu said, "go and fetch the 'Eyes of the Deep Sea'."

Old Zhou nodded, then turned around and shakily rummaged through the cabinet and pulled out an exquisite box. Inside lay a bright blue sphere.

"Little one, put your hand on it."

Chu Nan switched the lollipop to his left mouth and pressed his right hand onto it. He wondered to himself, "What is this thing now? The one that tested soul power earlier, what does this test? Mental strength?"

The sphere was quiet at first, and then—BOOM!

A chilling mental pressure exploded out, and a vast ocean appeared inside the sphere. In the very center of the ocean was a whirlpool, dark and bottomless, as if it were about to swallow people whole.

Old Zhou's hand trembled, nearly dropping the box. He exclaimed in surprise, "Spirit Sea Realm?" Is this child even human?

Chu Nan looked down at his right hand, then at the shimmering blue sphere, and only one thought crossed his mind—"Holy crap, am I about to take off? Tang Wulin only had level three soul power and spirit energy at the Spirit Origin Realm when he awakened, right? If he knew this, wouldn't he just shut up on the spot?"

This time, Qian Gu Dong Feng's eyes are really going to pop out.

A level 20 innate full soul power plus the spiritual sea realm's mental strength? What kind of monster is this? His mind was racing with calculations—if he could just take this kid into the Qian Gu family, wouldn't he be the one to call the shots in the Spirit Pagoda? Shrek Academy? The Temple of War? The Federation? They'd all step aside!

He strode forward, grinning like a relative handing out red envelopes during Chinese New Year: "Child, I am the master of the Spirit Pagoda, the current head of the Qian Gu family, a level 99 Limit Douluo! Would you be willing to become my disciple? As long as you nod, the Spirit Pagoda's resource vault and my Qian Gu family's scripture pavilion are at your disposal! Even a 100,000-year-old soul bone is not impossible for you!"

Chu Nan's heart skipped a beat. Qian Gu Dong Feng himself came to poach him? Oh no, he's going to be forced into child labor! This old man seems enthusiastic, but in the original story he wasn't exactly a kind soul. Working for him would probably mean starting at 996 (9am-9pm, 6 days a week)...

"Tower Master."

Leng Yaozhu interjected indifferently, silently taking half a step forward, which separated Chu Nan and Qian Gu Dongfeng by half a meter.

"The matter of accepting a disciple concerns this child's entire path of cultivation, and even more so the future of our Spirit Transmission Tower. How can it be treated so lightly? He possesses a Primal Martial Soul, the mysteries of which are extraordinary. His temperament, ideals, and direction of development all require careful consideration. In my opinion, the elders of the tower should gather to discuss and determine his master-disciple relationship."

What she was really thinking was, "What good is your Dragon Staff? Don't turn a promising talent into a brute who only knows how to fight."

Qian Gu Dongfeng's smile froze for a moment, but he still maintained a composed demeanor: "The Deputy Tower Master has considered everything thoroughly. However, precisely because it is a Primal Martial Soul, it needs a strong protector even more. I am confident that I have the strength and qualifications to do so."

Leng Yaozhu looked up at him: "Protection is certainly necessary, but guidance requires even more compatibility. The Tower Master's martial soul is the Panlong Staff, which is not the same path as the original martial soul. Forcing guidance might be counterproductive. Wouldn't it be better for me to help him lay a foundation first, and then find a truly compatible master from the same time and space once his path is clear?"

She added rudely in her mind, "Besides having something to do with dragons, does your Dragon Staff have anything to do with the Origin Martial Soul?"

Qian Gu Dongfeng was so angry his chest tightened, and the smile on his face completely vanished. He was furious—this Heavenly Phoenix Martial Soul was a perfect match? It was just a flying turkey! Besides, so only your Martial Soul is noble? ...But come to think of it, she looks quite good in this outfit today. No, this isn't the time to think about that!

Chu Nan stood aside watching the two big shots bicker, secretly delighted. "Pinch him, pinch him as hard as you can. He can't escape anyway. Why not try to mooch a meal tonight? The Spirit Pagoda is so big, it can't possibly refuse to provide a meal, right?"

Just then, a gentle male voice came from the doorway:

"Looks like we've arrived at just the right time."

Everyone turned their heads at the same time.

Two people stood at the door. The man was dressed in white, like an immortal who had stepped out of a painting; the woman was gentle and graceful, but the aura around her made people afraid to look at her for long.

Sky-Supporting Douluo Yun Ming. Holy Spirit Douluo Ya Li.

Chu Nan nearly dropped his lollipop. Only one thought remained in his mind—Holy crap, the real deal's here! A husband-and-wife team! Their looks and charisma completely outshone the old man. One looked like a celestial being descended to earth, the other like…like an insurance salesman.

This is going to be interesting. But looking at Old Man Qian Gu's expression, he seems a little... guilty?

Qian Gu Dongfeng's face darkened eight shades the moment he saw Yun Ming. Yun Ming's gaze, however, had already bypassed everyone else and landed directly on Chu Nan.

There was undisguised admiration in his eyes.

And... determined to win.