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

Yuan Enhui felt helpless as she sensed Gu Yue's inexplicable hostility.

Seeing this, Gu Yue sneered inwardly, unleashing her extraordinary wisdom!

Yuan Enhui could only alleviate the awkwardness by telling stories.

“Those students are participating in the competition on behalf of their families.”

Although Shrek doesn't send out a dedicated team to compete, Shrek is everywhere.

Those trainees bear the indelible mark of Shrek.

Gu Yue's hostility remained unabated, but he used information asymmetry to tell stories and close the distance.

He is deep-thinking, courageous and resourceful.

This child must not be allowed to live!

As expected, hesitation leads to defeat; the attempt to ease the situation has turned into welding!

"Boss, what do you think about my core disciple situation?"

Yuan Enhui rubbed his hands together like a fly, looking at Qian Guxingci with eyes as bright as light bulbs: "Um... Boss, about the core disciples of the Spirit Pagoda you mentioned before..."

Gu Yue's hand suddenly stopped moving, and he was completely dumbfounded.

So all that fuss turned out that the rival she'd been imagining for so long was just a lackey trying to get a job by clinging to someone's coattails?

The hypothetical enemy is truly a hypothetical enemy!

Oh no, it's not raining at all outside since I'm without my Na'er brand umbrella!

This boy is an exceptionally good citizen!

He looks like a really honest person!

Look at those strong muscles and that honest-looking face.

The alarm in Gu Yue's heart instantly dissipated. When she looked up at Yuan En Ye Hui again, the coldness in her eyes completely disappeared, replaced by a slightly embarrassed gentleness.

Just as Qian Gu Xing Ci and Gu Yue parted ways at the street corner, before they could even take two steps, a blinding red light suddenly crashed down from above.

Before the two could even unleash their martial spirits, they were swept up by a gentle yet irresistible force. Their vision blurred, and when they regained their senses, they found themselves tumbling into the familiar cockpit of a god-level mech.

"Master?" Qian Gu Xing Ci steadied himself by holding onto the seat, looking at the person slumped in the driver's seat with a helpless expression. "What's wrong with us? Why did you kidnap us so hastily without even saying goodbye?"

Makino didn't answer. He was carrying a gourd stuffed full of wine, his beard still glistening with wine stains. His head swayed with the movement of the mecha, and he muttered to himself, "The great wine pours down from the sky, flowing into the belly never to return..."

These days he's been stuck on a bottleneck in his understanding of Drunken Fist, and after much thought, he's come up with a ruthless plan.

He grabbed the wine jar and started drinking, thinking he could learn martial arts while drunk, and before he knew it, he was out of control.

He had indeed grasped some of the advanced techniques of Drunken Fist, but eight out of ten times, he would just lie down on the ground after drinking, completely drunk and unconscious.

Seeing his unsteady gait, Qian Gu Xing Ci breathed a sigh of relief and patted the inside of the mecha: "Luckily it's a god-level mecha, otherwise, in your condition, it would be pure drunk driving."

"Little master, don't worry too soon." The voice of the mecha AI Xiao Hong came from the control panel with a hint of despair. "Master just poured half a pot of wine onto my control panel as well."

Gu Yue frowned upon hearing this, reached out to hold onto the swaying handrail, looked at Mu Ye who could barely sit still, and asked in a deep voice, "Won't something happen if you drive like this?"

"Souls can't drink alcohol! Mechs can!" Mu Ye suddenly slammed his hand on the control panel, sat up abruptly, and almost dropped the gourd of wine. After shouting this, he slumped back in his chair and continued to recite his nonsensical poem while shaking his head.

In his heart, Qian Gu Xing Ci silently prayed for God.

With the God King's blessing, this is a god-level mecha after all; nothing major should happen along the way.

But as soon as the thought crossed his mind, the image of Yuan Enye calling him "boss" suddenly popped into his head, and he froze on the spot, almost jumping up from his seat.

No, wait! "Lock big!" Those two characters are too unlucky!

I don't want the plane to crash!

Fortunately, although the mecha made people dizzy, there were no major problems along the way. After some stumbling and falling, it finally landed safely and hovered steadily in the air above the backyard of the Qian Gu family.

The moment the hatch opened, Mu Ye casually waved his hand, and a gust of wind swept past, instantly dispelling the smell of alcohol on his body.

One second he was a drunken drunkard, the next he was back to the composed demeanor of the Sect Master of the Body Sect.

He glanced down into the courtyard, his eyes lighting up instantly. He crossed his arms with great interest, hovering in mid-air, quietly waiting to see what would happen next.

In the backyard of the Qian Gu family, sunlight filled the entire yard, the bluestone pavement shone brightly, and the rose trellis on the side was covered with roses, a few pink and white petals falling down when the wind blew.

On the rattan chairs under the eaves, Qian Gu Qing Feng and Xia Zheng Leng were holding teacups, their eyes fixed on the center of the courtyard.

In the courtyard, Na'er was fully armed.

She donned her one-piece armor, the silver-white plates inlaid with pale purple dragon patterns conforming to her figure, with two small dragon horns sticking up on the helmet, revealing only a pair of bright, sparkling eyes.

She was riding on the back of the jade dragon she had just absorbed. This dragon spirit was warm and smooth all over, its fine jade-colored scales shimmering softly in the sunlight, with two curved jade horns on its head, and even its eyes were a clear turquoise.

As an indomitable spirit, it was incredibly docile. Even when Na'er grabbed its dragon horns and rode it like a horse, it only helplessly flicked its long tail adorned with jade-colored tassels, its four hooves firmly planted on the grass.

Na'er even gave it a resounding nickname – "Rare Jade Unicorn".

"I am Na'er, the Silver Dragon Knight!"

With one hand gripping the dragon's horn and the other conjuring a silver dragon spear out of thin air, Na'er puffed out her chest and shouted with resounding force, "Today we will surely vanquish the evil giant who entrenched here and restore peace to this territory!"

The "evil giant" she was referring to was actually a thorny dragon basking in the sun on the other side of the lawn.

This spirit was covered in hard, dark green to almost black scales, and dozens of thick, barbed thorns stood upright on its back like a row of polished spears, growing all the way down to the tip of its tail.

At this moment, it is lazily curled up in the sun, its erect spines swaying gently in the wind.

In Na'er's knightly filter, they are exactly like those windmills hiding giants, evil lords who do all sorts of evil.

The jade dragon gently exhaled a breath of grassy fragrance from its nostrils and shook its head.

Na'er patted its neck and shouted crisply, "Giddy up! Charge!" It could only resign itself to its fate, pushing off the ground with all four hooves, transforming into a streak of emerald light, and charging towards the thorn dragon at the other end of the lawn.

Xia Zheng, standing in the corridor, couldn't help but laugh out loud, nudging Qian Gu Qingfeng beside her with her elbow: "This child, how many random knight stories has she read with Xing Ci? Just a few days ago, she dragged me to ask if I could add a cloak to her battle armor."

Qian Gu Qingfeng took a sip of tea, his eyes full of laughter: "Let her make a fuss."

The "battle" in the courtyard has already begun.

The Thorn Dragon was enjoying the sun when it opened its eyes and saw a streak of light rushing towards it. Its little master on its back was holding a dragon spear and stabbing it into its body. The Thorn Dragon was stunned on the spot.

It instinctively raised the thorns on its back to block, and the dragon spear struck the bone spikes with a crisp clanging sound. In Na'er's eyes, this immediately confirmed its identity as an "evil giant rebel".

"Watch me break your evil magic!"

Na'er got even more excited, sitting on the back of the jade dragon and circling around the thorny dragon, wielding the dragon spear with great force.

The jade dragon accompanied her as it circled around and around.

After a couple of minutes of fussing, Thorn Dragon was too lazy to play along.

It wisely let out a howl, then lay down on the lawn, retracting all the thorns and bristles on its body, burying its head in its paws, and simply pretending to be dead.

"Yes! I won!"

Na'er cheered, raising her dragon spear and patting the emerald dragon's neck triumphantly. "My good horse, look! I defeated the evil giant! I truly am the most powerful silver dragon knight!"

The jade dragon lowered its head and gently rubbed its warm nose against Na'er's cheek, which was exposed outside the headband. It then flicked its tail, as if in response to her declaration of victory.

The two people under the eaves watched this scene and laughed so hard they almost dropped their teacups.

The setting sun cast long shadows in the courtyard. The victorious little knight, riding on the back of her emerald "warhorse," solemnly declared another great victory in her knightly career to the "giant villain" who was lying down and pretending to be dead.

Chapter 63 The Theory of Acquired Regeneration of the Main Body and Companion-type Twin Martial Souls

The mecha landed steadily on the lawn in the backyard, the hatch slid open, and Mu Ye strode out with Qian Gu Xing Ci and Gu Yue.

Na'er, who had just finished her "Knight's Expedition" in the courtyard, was clinging to the neck of the jade dragon and swinging her legs when she saw the group coming down. Her eyes lit up and she immediately slid off the dragon's back and ran over.

Without saying much, Mu Ye casually reached into his pocket and pulled out three black iron tokens engraved with ice and fire patterns, putting one into the hands of each of the three children.

As Qian Gu Qingfeng walked over from the corridor, his gaze swept over the token, his expression changed slightly, and he asked with a hint of doubt, "This is the Ice and Fire Token? Brother Mu, do you have such deep connections in the Tang Sect?"

Mu Ye shook his head mysteriously, shook the empty wine gourd in his hand, and grinned: "Given by the Amorous Douluo Zang Xin himself."

Xia Zheng, who was standing next to her, paused in her teacup-holding hand, and an outrageous idea popped into her mind.

Did Zang Xin cheat on his wife?

Before she could figure it out, Makino had already begun to vividly recount the whole story.

It's nothing more than that he accidentally unearthed the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well while piloting his mecha, and on his way back, he also unearthed the secret base of the Tang Sect hidden underground in Tiandou City.

Just then, Zang Xin was in Tiandou City. In the end, he politely stuffed the Ice and Fire Token into Zang Xin's hand, only asking him not to tell anyone.

By the end, Makino's face was full of undisguised smugness, and he was secretly muttering to himself.

Who invented Tang Sect and Shrek Academy?

I'll often give them some gold coins!

Qian Gu Qingfeng had no interest in listening to his adventures; his attention was entirely focused on the Tang Clan's secret base.

Most ordinary people only know that the Tang Sect is an old-established sect in the world of Soul Masters.

But a few people know perfectly well that the Tang Clan is actually a complete arms dealer.

They keep saying they want to reduce war and border casualties.

But what did they do?

They ostensibly sold weapons to enhance Xingluo's strength.

But everyone knows that Star Luo and the Federation are enemies.

With its already weak strength, the Tang Clan is constantly harassing the borders. To put it bluntly, they want to profit from the war.

Even the eternal east wind wouldn't dare to do something like this.

Mu Ye patted Qian Gu Xing Ci on the shoulder and pulled him toward the cultivation room. After taking a couple of steps, he remembered something, turned back, and tossed a memory card onto the stone table.

"By the way, the things in here should be useful to the Spirit Pagoda."

Zang Xin never made me turn off Xiao Hong's dashcam.

The Body Sect is already a small, insignificant sect, with only a handful of members. He couldn't be bothered with such dirty business, but the Spirit Transmission Tower was different.

Qian Gu Qingfeng picked up the memory card, inserted it into the soul tool, and opened it. After just one glance, his expression turned completely grim.

In the scene, there are nearly a hundred level-nine fixed-position soul-guided shells that are clearly visible, neatly stacked in the warehouse.