Douluo Dragon King: Doumu's Blessing, I Am the Star Lord

"He's about your age, so he can be a playmate for you and Gu Yue."

Upon hearing the name "Gu Yue," a strange light flashed quickly in Na'er's silver eyes.

Before long, everyone took their seats.

Qian Gu Die Ting sat in the main seat, his long beard reaching his chest, his expression calm and composed; Qian Gu Qing Feng sat upright to the side, his aura as steady as Mount Tai, his eyes filled with pride and concern as he looked at his son; Xia Zheng Leng wore an elegant long dress, her temperament gentle and graceful, yet she could not hide the aura of a Super Douluo.

Han Tianyi nodded slightly to the three Limit Douluos of the Qian Gu family, and without exchanging many pleasantries, went straight to the empty seat next to Qian Gu Dieting and sat down. Their eyes met, and without a word, they understood each other perfectly.

Light footsteps came from the kitchen.

A man dressed in plain chef's clothes and wearing a white hat walked out slowly, carrying two plates of fragrant dishes in his hands, his steps unhurried. His aura seemed calm and even, yet it subtly revealed an unfathomable depth.

He was tall and straight, with a resolute face and slightly graying temples. His eyes were sharp yet always held a gentle smile. His restrained aura as a top-tier expert contrasted strangely with his chef's attire, creating an incongruous yet highly recognizable presence. He walked to the table and gently placed the dishes on it.

Seeing this, Qian Gu Die Ting slowly spoke, his tone calm and solemn:

“Xingci, this is the teacher that Grandpa found for you—the Body Douluo, Muye.”

Upon hearing this, Qian Gu Xing Ci showed no surprise, but rather a hint of understanding.

He immediately stood up, his posture upright, and bowed deeply to Muye, his voice clear and resonant:

"Master."

A genuine smile instantly bloomed in Makino's eyes, softening his previously reserved aura considerably, even the fine lines around his eyes seemed to soften with warmth. He quickly waved his hand:

"Please sit down, no need for formalities, good child."

Mu Ye sat down beside Qian Gu Xing Ci, smiled, pointed to the dishes on the table, and said in a gentle tone:

"Try it, these are specially made by me, they are great for replenishing your blood and energy."

Cloud Top Snowflake Soup, Thousand-Year-Old Earthworm Tendon, Blood Jade Shrimp...

The table was filled with top-grade natural treasures, a sight rarely seen even in ancient times.

Makino picked up his chopsticks, pointed to the plate of bright red, plump shrimp, and introduced it in detail:

"This is not an ordinary red jade shrimp, but the finest blood jade shrimp. Not only is the meat more tender, but its blood-nourishing effect is more than ten times that of ordinary red jade shrimp."

After tasting it, Qian Gu Xing Ci sighed inwardly: Mu Ye truly deserves to be recognized as the culinary god of S3.

Watching this harmonious scene between master and disciple, Qian Gu Die Ting, Qian Gu Qing Feng, and Han Tian Yi smiled as well. Without saying a word, they all picked up their chopsticks and occasionally served food to Qian Gu Xing Ci, offering him words of advice. The entire hall was filled with warmth, devoid of the aloofness of top experts, replaced only by the tenderness of family and teachers.

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, they put down their bowls and chopsticks.

Only the silver-haired little girl was still engrossed in eating, her adorable appearance drawing frequent glances from everyone.

Mu Ye glanced at Na'er and said coldly to Xia Zheng, "Your Majesty Han Yun, I will have to trouble you to take good care of Na'er from now on."

Xia Zheng chuckled, "No trouble at all. It'll be perfect for giving Xing Ci a playmate. Besides, she's a little genius with innate full soul power."

"Uncle, did I eat too much?" Noticing that everyone was looking at her, Na'er looked up and asked softly.

The gentle breeze spoke softly: "Don't worry, the Spirit Pagoda is a large and powerful organization, and being able to eat is a blessing. Your great need for food is precisely a sign of your exceptional talent."

Makino added, "Na'er possesses a top-tier true dragon bloodline, which must require constant nourishment."

During the conversation, the topic turned to the choice of a second career for Qian Gu Xing Ci.

Xia Zheng explained gently: "There are four main types of second professions: blacksmith, mecha designer, mecha maker, and mecha repairman."

Regardless of which option you choose, the core principle is to pave the way for creating your own unique battle armor in the future, progressing from one-word battle armor all the way to four-word battle armor, maximizing your combat power.

"Among them, blacksmiths are the most core and the rarest, requiring the most talent and being the most difficult to get started. But once one can reach the seventh level of Saint Craftsman, they become talents that all the major forces on the continent are vying to recruit."

"The second type is mecha designers, which requires a certain level of mental strength. However, the battle armor they design themselves has the highest compatibility with themselves and the greatest increase in combat power."

Han Tianyi slowly opened his mouth and added the remaining two types: "The third type is the mecha manufacturer, who is responsible for inscribing the core magic array and assembling the parts according to the design drawings. The core lies in the precise operation and soul guidance array inscription."

The fourth type is the mecha repairman, who is more logistical and responsible for the maintenance and repair of the battle armor and mecha. The entry barrier is lower, but the skill ceiling is also relatively lower.

After a moment's thought, Qian Gu Xing Ci spoke with a resolute tone:

"I choose the blacksmith."

Qian Gu Qingfeng was slightly taken aback: "Xing Ci, have you thought this through? Blacksmiths rely heavily on talent."

"Dad, don't forget my second soul skill with the Panlong Staff." Qian Gu Xing Ci smiled confidently.

Seeing the puzzled look on Muye's face, Qian Gu Die Ting explained:

"That is an amplification-type soul skill. Once activated, Xingci is like a metal emperor, and even soul-forged metals will submit to him."

Mu Ye and the master craftsman Zhen Hua were close friends for many years. With such abilities, coupled with the powerful bloodline of his original martial soul, Qian Gu Xing Ci was definitely a born forging prodigy. And Zhen Hua was precisely worried about not having a suitable successor.

Makino immediately waved his hand:

"My disciple, in a few days, I will take you to see Zhenhua and have you become his disciple!"

Upon hearing this, everyone smiled knowingly.

Only Makino could say such things so casually.

If it were anyone else, they would have to queue up and make an appointment to see Zhenhua.

Chapter 8: The Meeting of the Two Silver Dragon Kings, and the Secret Technique of Their True Forms

The next morning, the first rays of sunlight streamed through the carved window frames of the residence, casting a warm glow on the polished white jade floor. Qian Gu Xing Ci, dressed in a light and practical dark outfit, had just opened his door when the door to the next room opened in response.

Na'er skipped out, her long silver hair tied into two cute little buns that swayed gently with her movements. Her silver eyes shone like glass bathed in moonlight, showing no trace of the timidity and cowardice she had developed after losing her memory in another time and space. Instead, she exuded a cheerful and lively aura.

She looked up and saw Qian Gu Xing Ci, then immediately raised her little face, waved her little hand, and said in a clear voice like a wind chime: "Xing Ci, good morning!"

Looking at her energetic appearance, Qian Gu Xing Ci's eyes softened, and he nodded gently: "Go wash up, it's time for breakfast."

The table was already laden with steaming food, while Qian Gu Qingfeng and Xia Zheng Leng sat to the side waiting. Na'er, without any restraint, sat down to eat with Qian Gu Xing Ci.

After breakfast, Xia Zheng wiped her hands and walked to Qian Gu Xing Ci's side. Her tone was gentle but with a hint of admonition: "Xing Ci, Na'er has just arrived at our home and is not yet familiar with the environment. You are about the same age and have common topics. Spend more time chatting with her and getting to know her better. Later, you can take Na'er to choose a suitable soul spirit."

Qian Gu Xing Ci nodded, glancing at Na'er who was curiously examining the living room decorations, and said in a light tone, "I know, Mom, I will take good care of Na'er."

With that, he took Na'er's little hand and led her into his room. The room was simply and elegantly furnished, with shelves against one wall filled with various books.

"These are soul-guided detectors and soul-guided communicators..."

Na'er's eyes lit up as she listened, and she would occasionally lean forward to carefully touch the soul-guided artifacts. Her silver eyes were full of curiosity, and she kept asking questions. The room was filled with the sound of their conversation.

Meanwhile, in the living room, Xia Zheng was welcoming two guests—Leng Yaozhu, dressed in a fiery red robe, with sparks flying as her clothes fluttered, her fiery and sharp temperament like a phoenix from the heavens.

Beside her, Gu Yue wore an elegant light blue dress, her posture upright, her expression still aloof, but a hint of barely perceptible doubt lurked deep in her eyes.

Leng Yaozhu held Xia Zhengleng's hand, her tone tinged with relief: "Zhengleng, Gu Yue, that child, heard yesterday that you adopted a little girl named Na'er, and actually suggested coming over to meet her. As you know, she's always been mature beyond her years, much more composed than other children her age, and usually, apart from Xingci, she hardly interacts with other children her age."

I thought that if she could make more friends and become more outgoing, I would bring her along.

Upon hearing this, Xia Zhengleng smiled and turned to look at Gu Yue beside her, her tone gentle: "It's kind of you to go to so much trouble. It's a good thing that Gu Yue is willing to make friends. Xingci and Na'er are in the room, go find them."

Gu Yue nodded slightly, said nothing more, and turned to walk towards Qian Gu Xing Ci's room.

Her steps were unhurried, her figure slender, yet she exuded an aura that could not be underestimated. She secretly wondered to herself, what was Na'er doing here? She was still being adopted by Xia Zheng Leng and staying by Qian Gu Xing Ci's side. She shouldn't be here at this time.

"Knock knock knock—" A soft knock sounded on the door, and Qian Gu Xing Ci stopped explaining and said, "Come in."

The door opened, and Gu Yue walked in. Her gaze first fell on Qian Gu Xing Ci, then slowly swept over Na'er beside her. Her eyes paused slightly, but her expression remained aloof and cold, as if she were truly seeing Na'er for the first time.

The atmosphere in the room subtly changed the moment Gu Yue entered, a subtle tension quietly spreading outwards.

Na'er noticed Gu Yue's gaze and subconsciously moved closer to Qian Gu Xing Ci, blinking her bright silver eyes and asking in a clear and innocent voice, "Xing Ci, who is this pretty sister?"

Qian Gu Xing Ci introduced her in a calm tone: "Her name is Gu Yue, and she is Aunt Leng's apprentice."

Qian Gu Xingci looked back and forth between the two of them. Gu Yue looked exceptionally beautiful without the bet.

Perhaps knowing their relationship, Qian Gu Xing Ci always felt that the two looked similar, but their temperaments were very different.

Looking at Na'er's feigned ignorance and cluelessness, Gu Yue's fingertips secretly curled up. Forcibly suppressing the turmoil in her heart, she forced a slightly stiff smile and said to Na'er, "You must be Na'er. I am Gu Yue."

The two pretended to be close sisters, yet a subtle hostility lingered between them.

Qian Gu Xing Ci stood aside, looking at the seemingly calm atmosphere that was actually turbulent undercurrents, and couldn't help but feel puzzled.

It seems Gu Yue didn't know Na'er would come to the Spirit Pagoda. This scene looks like the Silver Dragon King's left and right brains are fighting each other!

Just then, there was a gentle knock on the door, and Xia Zheng's cold yet gentle voice came from outside, breaking the delicate atmosphere in the room: "Xing Ci, your master Mu Ye is here."

Upon hearing this, Qian Gu Xing Ci immediately replied, "I know, Mom, I'll be right there."

Gu Yue instantly concealed the emotions in her eyes, reverting to her usual aloof demeanor; Na'er stood obediently beside Qian Gu Xing Ci, her silver eyes still holding a hint of hostility towards Gu Yue.

As Qian Gu Xing Ci led Gu Yue and Na'er into the living room, they saw Mu Ye waiting with a smile, his figure upright and his aura steady. Before the three of them could stand still, Mu Ye spoke first, his voice clear and powerful: "Disciple, I have prepared a medicinal bath for you."

After saying that, he nodded slightly to Qian Gu Qingfeng and Xia Zheng Leng, then followed with Qian Gu Xing Ci and headed straight for the cultivation room.

Watching the two figures disappear into the distance, Xia Zheng coldly turned her gaze to Gu Yue and Na'er, a gentle smile playing on her lips, and said softly, "It seems you two get along very well."

Gu Yue slightly raised her eyes, her gaze sweeping across the living room. Not seeing Leng Yaozhu, she asked in a cool tone with a barely perceptible question: "Aunt Xia, where is my teacher?"

Xia Zheng shook her head with a cold smile and explained gently, "Yao Zhu is busy with affairs and cannot stay long, so she has already left. By the way, Na'er has not yet fused with a soul spirit, and Xing Ci is going to take a medicinal bath and is not available now. Why don't you help her choose a suitable soul spirit?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Yue didn't hesitate at all, simply replying "Okay." Before Na'er could react, he grabbed her wrist and turned to walk towards the door. Although Na'er was somewhat unwilling, she didn't resist, and even turned back to wave coldly at Xia Zheng.

Xia Zheng stood there, smiling as she watched the two figures disappear into the distance.

Meanwhile, in the training room, the atmosphere had become intense. Mu Ye took out a large bronze cauldron with an exaggerated shape. The cauldron was engraved with intricate and ancient patterns, and it faintly exuded a majestic aura.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his hand and opened the soul-guided storage device at his waist. One rare medicinal herb after another was taken out and methodically put into the bronze cauldron. The "Wangchuanqiushui Dew" dripped into the cauldron and instantly emitted a faint glow, with a clear and refreshing spiritual energy spreading out. The fifth-grade purple fungus was smooth and lustrous, with wisps of golden spiritual energy swirling around its surface, exuding an overwhelming spiritual aura. The thousand-year-old blood ginseng was dark red like agate, and its rich blood energy was overwhelming.

In addition, many rare medicinal herbs, which even titled Douluo rarely see, were continuously fed into the cauldron. The amount of medicinal herbs required for this medicinal bath alone was unimaginable.

What's even more amazing is that no flames ignited beneath the bronze cauldron. Instead, it was Mu Ye's own condensed and powerful qi and blood that, like a small sun suspended in the air, continuously supplied the cauldron with scorching heat.

The power of qi and blood was strong and abundant, condensed and not dispersed. Without the need for flames to burn it, the pure power of qi and blood alone gradually heated the medicinal liquid in the cauldron, causing fine bubbles to rise. The rich aroma of the medicine and the mellow power of qi and blood intertwined and permeated the entire cultivation room.

Once ready, Mu Ye gave a soft shout to Qian Gu Xing Ci beside him, his tone steady and powerful: "Xing Ci, enter the cauldron!"

Qian Gu Xingci dared not delay, immediately took off his outer garments, and leaped into the bronze cauldron.

The moment his body entered the medicinal bath, the warm and mellow medicinal liquid instantly enveloped his entire body. A violent yet pure medicinal power and blood energy suddenly broke through the skin barrier and surged into his meridians.

Qian Gu Xing Ci suddenly felt a wave of heat sweep over his entire body. This heat was not an ordinary high temperature, but a burning sensation brought about by the surge of blood and qi and the impact of the medicine. His meridians were slightly swollen, but they were also gently nourished by the medicine. It was a painful yet pleasurable experience.

Seeing this, Mu Ye became even more focused. He quickly placed his hands on the cauldron, and his pure soul power flowed into the medicinal bath like a stream along the cauldron's patterns. He carefully guided Qian Gu Xing Ci to refine the medicinal power and nourish the meridians according to the special operating route of the Body Sect's secret method.

He kept his eyes fixed on the Thousand Ancient Star Words in the cauldron, meticulously correcting the trajectory of its soul power circulation until the Thousand Ancient Star Words could independently circulate its soul power according to the secret method, steadily absorbing the medicinal power and blood energy in the medicinal bath, and its breathing gradually stabilized. Only then did Mu Ye slowly withdraw his hands, turn around and walk to the side of the Thousand Ancient Qingfeng couple who were waiting, and start chatting softly.