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

Leng Yaozhu led Chu Nan away from the Awakening Zone.

The corridor fell silent, save for the sound of their footsteps. Leng Yaozhu walked ahead, her back straight, her long hair cascading to her waist. Chu Nan followed behind, his heart pounding with joy—a beautiful master! This was a huge win! He'd not only avoided Qian Gu Dongfeng's stern face, but also latched onto a powerful figure—a long, white one at that. He'd transmigrated as an orphan, only to become the personal disciple of the Heavenly Phoenix Douluo; this plot twist deserved a perfect score from him!

"My name is Leng Yaozhu, I am the Heavenly Phoenix Douluo and the Deputy Tower Master of the Spirit Pagoda." She stopped and turned to look at Chu Nan. "From now on, I will be your master."

Chu Nan nodded obediently, his heart already bursting with excitement. He was all set; from today onward, he had a powerful backer. Forget about the "Eternal East Wind" and the 996 work schedule—they could all step aside! Living a life of luxury with his beautiful master—just thinking about it made him ecstatic.

"What exactly is the situation with your martial soul?"

Chu Nan honestly explained, "Master, I possess twin martial souls, one with the attributes of time and space. Another unique characteristic is that once my soul power level reaches a certain point, I can condense soul rings on my own, so I won't need to trouble the senior soul beasts."

Leng Yaozhu paused, frozen in place. She slowly turned her head, her beautiful eyes wide open, staring at Chu Nan for a long while, unable to utter a word.

"A self-formed soul ring?" Her voice carried a hint of uncertainty, as if she were confirming that she hadn't misheard.

Chu Nan blinked, looking completely innocent: "I guess... I had this feeling in my head when I awakened, and it naturally came out when I reached the required level."

Leng Yaozhu remained silent.

She pondered those four words over and over in her mind—self-formed soul ring. In the tens of thousands of years of the Soul Master world, it seemed there was never anyone who could form a soul ring on their own. And this new disciple of hers, at level twenty innate, possessing twin spacetime martial souls, and now she had a self-formed soul ring…

She suddenly understood why Qian Gu Dong Feng was in such a hurry. Anyone would be anxious with such talent.

But then I thought, that old fox went to so much trouble to take on a disciple, and the kid just turned around and chose her. That feels... kind of nice.

Seeing his master's stunned expression, Chu Nan tentatively asked, "Master, is this very rare? I just think it's quite convenient; when I need a spirit ring, I won't have to wait in line to make an appointment with a spirit spirit."

Leng Yaozhu took a deep breath. Rare? This wasn't just rare, it was unheard of! In the tens of thousands of years of the Soul Master world, there had never been anyone who could condense a Soul Ring on their own, and this little brat in front of her…

She composed herself and said, "Come on, let's go to the training ground and let me see your soul skills."

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Upon reaching the sixth floor of the Spirit Pagoda, Leng Yaozhu swiped her card and pushed open the door. The room was empty, with a few soul-guided robots standing in the corner, clearly destined to be beaten up.

"Show me your first soul skill."

Chu Nan took a deep breath and first sensed the power of the Time Dragon. The silver phantom in his mind lit up slightly, and a strange feeling surged up.

He stared at a soul-guided robot and silently chanted, "Time Lag."

An invisible wave spread out, precisely enveloping the robot. The robot, which had been moving, suddenly became sluggish and comical, as if it had frozen in place, as if it had been sped up. Chu Nan himself laughed—this trick worked! If he used it on his opponent in a fight, the opponent's punches would be like Tai Chi, making it incredibly easy for him to dodge.

Leng Yaozhu nodded, signaling him to continue.

Chu Nan switched martial souls, sensing the power of the Space Dragon. Facing the same robot, he silently chanted, "Spatial Pressure."

Leng Yaozhu looked at the malfunctioning robot, then at Chu Nan, a hint of shock flashing in her eyes. This child had only just awakened and could already wield his martial soul to this extent, seamlessly switching between two soul skills without even hesitation—this wasn't a novice, this was a born fighter.

"Not bad," she commented. "It seems that the spirit rings you've created are very versatile. With one controlling and one suppressing, if the combination is done properly, it will be difficult for opponents of the same level to withstand them."

Chu Nan scratched his head, feeling secretly pleased.

Leng Yaozhu walked up to him, her gaze becoming serious: "Given your qualifications, why did you choose me? The Cloud Nether Pavilion Master or the War God Temple should be able to provide more systematic guidance."

Chu Nan chuckled, "Master, the resources of the Spirit Pagoda are the most useful to me right now, that's the truth. And—" He looked around, lowering his voice, "You seem much more approachable than the Ancient Pagoda Master. The Ancient Pagoda Master's aura is too strong; I get so nervous standing next to him that I almost move my arms and legs involuntarily. Cultivating with you, Sister Leng, gives me a better mindset!"

Leng Yaozhu was taken aback at first, then quickly suppressed the twitch at the corner of her mouth. She scoffed, "You're so glib. It's not right to talk about the Tower Master like that." But as she said that, a hint of a smile flashed in her eyes.

"Since you've chosen me, focus on your training. You have great talent, but you still need to progress steadily," she said seriously. "Also, you should start thinking about a second career. Mecha design or battle armor making—learn about one; it will help your overall strength."

Chu Nan thought for a moment and shook his head directly: "Sister Leng, I don't think I need battle armor."

Leng Yaozhu was taken aback: "Why?" Does this child know how much a top-tier battle armor can enhance a Soul Master?

Chu Nan's reasoning was simple: "I think it would be more worthwhile to spend the time researching battle armor on 'building a good relationship' with my martial soul. After all, they grow naturally, and if we get along well, they might be more effective than any battle armor."

Leng Yaozhu gave him a deep look. If someone else had said that, she would have thought they were arrogant. But considering her little apprentice's potential, she finally nodded: "Alright, your martial soul is indeed special. But you still need to understand the basics. You can't be an 'illiterate' in the world of soul masters."

She paused, then added a hint of teasing in her tone, "Take control of your martial spirit first. Judging by your carefree attitude, who knows how many young girls you'll bring to me for me to vet in the future."

Chu Nan blushed: "Sister Leng, I'm only six years old..."

Leng Yaozhu raised an eyebrow and looked at Chu Nan, her expression clearly saying, "If he's like this at six, what will he be like at sixteen?"

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Late at night, Chu Nan lay in the room arranged by the Spirit Pagoda, thinking, "Today I had both awakened and become a disciple. I've finally secured my meal ticket. From now on, I can eat well and drink well with my beautiful master. I'll never have to go back to the orphanage to eat hard steamed buns again."

"But now that we've eaten, we need to get down to business. Since we know the script, we should definitely go to Donghai City to stake it out. After all, Gu Yue, the Silver Dragon King's clone, is the most crucial character in the Legend of the Dragon King."

He turned to look at the moon outside the window and muttered to himself, "Three years... By then, we'll have to get to know each other properly."