Douluo Continent: The Twin Holy Dragons of Light and Darkness, the Dragon Emperor Breaks Through the

He didn't go straight back to the temple. Instead, he stood at a noodle stall at the city gate for a while, ordered a bowl of noodles, and only walked back along the long street after finishing his meal.

Qian Renxue was sitting in the courtyard pruning a pot of orchids when she heard footsteps. Without looking up, she asked, "You're back?"

Ling Feng sat down on the stone bench: "You're back."

Qian Renxue cut off a withered leaf: "Is there anything wrong on the road?"

Ling Feng said, "I met two boys in a small town in the south. One of them had the Martial Soul of the Light Holy Dragon, and the other had the Martial Soul of the Dark Holy Dragon. They were brothers."

Qian Renxue put down the scissors and looked up: "Awakening at the same time?"

Ling Feng said, "They awakened at the same time, from the same family, one was sixteen years old and the other was fifteen."

No one guided them; they had figured out the basic control methods on their own.

Qian Renxue said, "So you taught them?"

Ling Feng said, "I taught some."

Their foundation is solid; they don't need much intervention. Just tell them the direction, and they can move forward on their own.

Qian Renxue asked, "What are their names?"

Ling Feng said, "Zheng Liang, Zheng Ming."

Zheng Liang is the younger brother, and Zheng Ming is the older brother.

Jin Chen walked in from the courtyard, carrying a bowl of tea, and sat down on the stone bench: "It is rare for the Holy Dragon of Light and the Holy Dragon of Darkness to appear at the same time."

Ling Feng said, "It is very rare."

Moreover, I have never seen anything like it before, with people awakening simultaneously in the same place and the same household.

Jin Chen asked, "Did you ask them to come to Martial Soul Capital?"

Ling Feng said, "I have mentioned it."

They said they needed to adjust to their current pace first, and then make a decision once they were more certain.

Jin Chen nodded: "Then they should come."

It just takes time.

Ning Rongrong walked out of the offering hall, holding a record book in her hand, and sat down at the stone table: "The cultivation paths of the Holy Dragon of Light and the Holy Dragon of Darkness are different. If they come to Martial Soul Capital in the future, they may need different teachers to guide them."

The Holy Dragon of Light needs constant practice to maintain its stability, while the Holy Dragon of Darkness needs a quiet environment to accumulate strength.

Ling Feng said, "They have now found a training method that suits them. Zheng Liang practices in the yard every day, and Zheng Ming practices by the river every day."

Ning Rongrong said, "They've already established their own rhythm; the rest is just a matter of time."

Tang San came over in the evening and sat down on the stone bench: "Are you sure those two teenagers in the small town to the south can walk down on their own?"

Ling Feng said, "Confirmed."

Their foundation is more solid than most of their peers, so they don't need much intervention.

Tang San said, "If they come to Wuhun Capital, the journey isn't short, but it's not far either."

If they want to come, they should be able to.

Ling Feng said, "Let them decide for themselves."

Lin Mu arrived the next morning.

He stood still under the eaves, not in a hurry to show the leaf, as if he first confirmed that his breathing was in sync with the surrounding environment before raising his hand to extend the leaf.

After the leaves lit up, he walked around the yard, changing direction once along the way.

He put the leaves away: "The direction switching was smoother today than yesterday, and there was no delay."

Ling Feng said, "Then you're stable now."

Lin Mu asked, "So what should I do next?"

Ling Feng said, "We can try switching without looking at the leaves."

Lin Mu said, "I'll go back and give it a try."

That night, Ling Feng and Qian Renxue sat under the eaves.

Qian Renxue said, "If those two teenagers really come to Wuhun Capital in the future, do you plan to personally teach them?"

Ling Feng said, "We can teach them, but what they need more is a suitable environment and enough space."

They already have a foundation; they can walk the rest of the way on their own, and it won't be too far off.

Qian Renxue said, "Then they might set off next spring."

Ling Feng said, "It's possible."

But they will do it at their own pace.

A few days later, a letter arrived from the Zheng family.

The letter was written by Zheng Ming, saying that he had been able to keep the Dark Holy Dragon stable in an environment with constantly changing winds, and that Zheng Liang's Light Holy Dragon could also maintain its brightness while moving.

They are adapting to their abilities and plan to travel to Wuhun Capital next spring.

The letter was written in a calm tone, without any unnecessary embellishment.

Ling Feng finished reading the letter under the eaves: "They will come next spring."

Qian Renxue sat down next to him: "There are still a few months, enough time for them to prepare."

Ling Feng said, "That's enough."

Jin Chen stood in the corner of the courtyard: "When they arrive, I can take them to the martial arts arena."

Ling Feng said, "Okay."

Night was deepening, and the wind blew through the courtyard, as if confirming in its own way that the paths were indeed still extending, and that the boys were continuing to move forward along them.

Ling Feng remained seated on the veranda, with Qian Renxue beside him. The two sat quietly as the night wind swept through the courtyard, circled them once, and then continued its journey.

Chapter 413 One Year

Winter has passed by without us even realizing it.

The city walls of Wuhun Capital changed color when the first snow fell. The vendors at the city gate put away their outdoor tables and benches, leaving only a few long benches under the eaves. Occasionally, pedestrians would stop to have a bowl of hot soup before continuing on their way.

Qian Renxue tied a thin rope to a branch of the old locust tree in the courtyard, with a small piece of iron hanging from the end of the rope. It would sway gently when the wind blew, as if she was recording every change in the wind direction in her own way.

Every morning, Ling Feng would sit on the veranda for a while, holding a cup of tea, watching the thin rope sway in the morning light.

Qian Renxue would occasionally sit down beside him, and sometimes she would go back into the house before he finished his tea. Most of the time, they didn't need to have any extra conversation.

After winter set in, Jin Chen went to Sea Breeze City and brought back some news from the port.

He sat on the stone bench: "Over in Sea Breeze City, that boy's record is still going strong."

The space has stabilized; the core equipment is operating normally, and the light patterns have remained stable.

Ling Feng said, "Then he has passed the stage where he needs continuous monitoring."

Jin Chen said, "He said he goes in once a week to check the condition of the sphere, and then comes out."

No further adjustments are needed.

After finishing his practice of creating mist in the courtyard, Chen Yuan asked as he finished, "Can those two boys in the south still practice in winter?"

Ling Feng said, "Yes."

Zheng Ming practiced by the river during the winter, while Zheng Liang practiced in the courtyard. The stability of the Holy Dragon actually improved when it was cold.

Chen Yuan nodded and did not ask any further questions.

Tang San came over on the winter solstice, carrying a basket containing several newly forged iron pieces of varying sizes with neat edges.

He placed the iron sheet on the stone table: "The iron sheet can be hung on a thin rope, and it will make a slight sound when there is wind, so you can sense the wind direction without looking."

After saying that, as if he had already confirmed that the metal sheet could be used, he turned and left.

Winter goes and spring comes.

After the first spring rain, the moss at the foot of the city wall began to turn green again.

That evening, Ling Feng sat on the veranda when Qian Renxue came out of the house without a cup of tea in her hand: "A letter has arrived from the south."

She handed him the letter.

Ling Feng took the letter, opened it, read it once, and then looked up: "They've set off."

It will arrive in about two weeks.

Qian Renxue sat down on the stone bench: "Then their departure time is about what I expected."

Ling Feng said, "Their preparation time was a little shorter than expected, but since they have already set off, it means they are ready."

Jin Chen walked in from outside the courtyard. Upon hearing the news, he stood by the stone table and asked, "After they arrive, should they settle down first, or go directly to the martial arts arena?"

Ling Feng said, "Let's settle in first."

Let's wait until they've adapted to the environment of Martial Soul Capital.

Jin Chen nodded: "Then I'll go to the east courtyard and prepare a room."

Half a month later, on the day Zheng Ming and Zheng Liang arrived in Wuhun Capital, it was a cloudy afternoon.

Tender green grass shoots have already sprouted on both sides of the official road outside the city gate.

Ling Feng stood by the crenellations of the city wall and saw two figures approaching from afar.

The two walked side by side, their pace neither hurried nor slow, as if they had walked a long way and were finishing up the last part.

Ling Feng walked down from the city wall and waited at the city gate for a while.

Zheng Liang saw him first: "Wait for us here."

Ling Feng said, "The city gate is right here."

Zheng Liang didn't ask any more questions, as if he had confirmed that the answer was complete enough.

Zheng Ming stood beside Zheng Liang and quietly surveyed the scene around the city gate: "The martial spirits are all larger than I imagined."

Ling Feng said, "We'll take our time to see what's going on after we settle in."