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

Ironically, the Tang Sect once proclaimed its love of peace to the entire Federation, claiming that it had handed over all its high-powered fixed-position soul-guided cannon shells to the Federation.

And this is just the inventory of one branch of the Tang Sect in Tian Dou City.

Qian Gu Qingfeng gripped his phone tightly, said no more, and hurriedly turned and rushed to the office of the Spirit Pagoda Master.

Open and aboveboard arms competition is fine, but this clandestine stockpiling has unclear motives.

In the backyard, Mu Ye had already pulled Qian Gu Xing Ci into the underground cultivation room.

He sat down in the chair, took out the secret techniques and records passed down through generations of the Body Sect, and began to make plans in his mind.

Once we get the immortal herbs to replenish our foundation from the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire, we can combine them with the combat skills from these secret techniques.

He, Makino, lacks nothing!

However, Qian Gu Xing Ci's gaze was fixed on a combat technique that seemed out of place in his original body's secret arts.

Mad God Blade!

The secret technique is clearly recorded. The Body Sect once had a brilliant and talented predecessor whose martial soul was skin.

Yet it can alter the shape of the skin, condensing into an indestructible blade.

Makino saw right through his thoughts.

In addition to its original martial soul, Qian Gu Xing Ci also possesses the Panlong Staff.

From the very beginning of his cultivation, Mu Ye had heard Qian Gu Xing Ci mention that he had been pursuing something.

By completely fusing the abilities of the two martial souls into one, the Panlong Staff truly becomes an extension of one's body, an external organ in a certain sense!

The idea behind this Mad God Blade coincided perfectly with his own.

The lineage of the Body Sect mainly consists of two branches.

One type is like Makino Aruheng, whose martial spirit encompasses the limbs and even the torso.

Their heritage mainly consists of martial arts skills.

The other lineage is the spiritual martial soul represented by the brain, like Han Tianyi.

The paths they take are mainly of two types: creating illusions and directly attacking with mental power.

This senior is different; he created a new peak for his original martial soul.

He forged an unconventional path of twin martial souls, even comprehending his own unique sword intent, ultimately becoming a Title Douluo and the Title Sword Saint.

Unparalleled sword intent, physical body achieves sainthood!

Due to the limitations of his thinking, Long Aotian from ten thousand years ago only learned the superficial aspects of it and did not grasp its true meaning.

They just think the knife is sharper!

Mu Ye admired Qian Gu Xing Ci's adventurous and daring nature, but instead of agreeing with him, he seriously analyzed the pros and cons for him.

“Disciple, that senior used his own physical body as a weapon, which in modern terms would be called a twin martial soul that is acquired later in life.”

But your situation is vastly different from his. You possess true twin martial souls; whether this path is viable is still uncertain.

"I know."

Qian Gu Xing Ci's tone was unusually firm, "Master, both of my martial souls have family traditions. If I want to cultivate to the peak, I just need to follow the path of my predecessors step by step."

But didn't the founders of all systems start by feeling their way across the river? It's precisely because they dared to take risks that we, their successors, have been able to avoid the detours they took.

He looked up at Muye, his eyes shining with an astonishing light: "Just like when you chose the dual-armor style, didn't you also forcefully create a new path of fusion between mechs and battle armor, and even paid a great price for it?"

And then there's Yun Ming, the Sky-Supporting Douluo. His Sky-Supporting Spear was an unprecedented martial soul. Even with Shrek Academy's backing, there weren't any readily available techniques perfectly suited to him. Didn't he forge his own path?

"Moreover, Elder Han said long ago that I am very likely to possess a self-fusion martial soul technique."

During this period of cultivation, I can indeed feel the two martial souls merging on their own.

They are mutated martial souls to begin with. Instead of following in the footsteps of their predecessors, they should stand on the shoulders of giants and forge a new path!

He added, with a hint of amusement in his voice, "Besides, if it weren't for my family's scholarly background, I wouldn't dare to act so recklessly."

"If I sense anything is wrong, I'll stop immediately. I will never repeat the mistake you made when your double armor was damaged."

Upon hearing this, Mu Ye raised his hand and gently patted his head, both amused and annoyed: "You're even making fun of your master."

"Alright, you've got ideas and confidence, more daring than I was back in my day."

He was also a research-oriented person, and he became interested in what Qian Gu Xing Ci said, so he reached out and pointed to the chapter on Kuang Shen Dao.

"In my opinion, your path is most similar to that of Senior Sword Saint, yet also the most dissimilar."

But there are still many similarities between creating something from nothing and creating something from nothing!

Qian Gu Xing Ci's eyes lit up instantly, and he leaned forward: "Master, I fought Tang San's virtual image in Shrek Academy's virtual battle space before. That guy could even blow up the Blue Silver Emperor's spirit ring to amplify the Clear Sky Hammer."

Although this is a ridiculous idea, I think it's worth a try.

"I've already made some progress in directly amplifying the soul skills of the Star Pivot Dao Meridian onto the Coiling Dragon Staff!"

Chapter 64 Plum Blossom Melody, Dragon Horn Ox Coiling Dragon Staff

Time flies, and half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

The soul-guided monitor in the living room was playing the morning news, and the host's voice rang out unhurriedly:

"I am Su Haitao, chief reporter of the Federal Broadcasting Station. Just now, the tower master of the Spirit Pagoda, the Spirit Douluo Qian Gu Dongfeng, gave a speech on this year's All-Federation Soul Master Competition during an interview..."

"Take a short break, we'll be right back. Tangmen Children's Channel will be broadcasting a special program for you next: 'The Legendary Life of Ancestor Tang San'..."

"According to an interview with the chief reporter of Tangmen TV, the former top-ranked young genius openly declared that the championship will definitely belong to Tangmen..."

Qian Gu Qingfeng sat upright on the sofa, seemingly listening to the news, but his gaze kept drifting towards his wife and son, completely immersed in this rare and warm scene.

The morning sunlight filtered through the thin gauze curtains and gently fell upon Qian Gu Xing Ci, illuminating his profile as he held the book with a focused expression.

Xia Zhengleng sat on the soft couch by the window, her soul power moving slightly.

A sandalwood zither floated quietly in front of her, the ice patterns engraved on its body shimmering with a faint blue light in the morning sun. Her fingers gently plucked and strummed the strings, and the melody, which had a calming and focused effect, filled the room with the morning light.

A few pale blue plum blossom shadows floated out from the body of the instrument, slowly swirling in the living room, landing on people and bringing a cool feeling.

As the music progressed to the second section, the melody of the wind rustling through plum blossoms lingered and spread, the illusory images of plum blossoms swayed gently, and the fine, silvery-blue light fell down like a light snowfall without any chill, even filling the air with a faint, cool plum fragrance.

As the third melody settled steadily, the illusory images of plum blossoms filled the room and slowly melted into the morning light, the lingering sound still echoing twice in the living room.

Na'er sat cross-legged on a soft blanket, holding a thick knight's tale in her arms.

Qian Gu Qingfeng leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes, and listened to the entire piece of music, even his breathing became a little lighter.

Qian Gu Xing Ci felt his mind was completely clear.

Outside the door, two figures, one tall and one short, received a signal from Qian Gu Qing Feng and gently pushed the door open to enter. As soon as they stepped inside, they were drawn in by the music filling the room and stopped in their tracks, standing quietly at the door without making a sound.

As the third melody settled steadily, the illusory images of plum blossoms filled the room and slowly melted into the morning light, the lingering sound still echoing twice in the living room.

Only after the piece had completely ended did Leng Yaozhu, dressed in a long black dress, walk over quickly, reach out and take Xia Zhengleng's arm, her tone full of affection and admiration: "Zhengleng, it's been so long since I've heard you play the piano, it's still 'Three Variations on Plum Blossom,' it still sounds so beautiful."

As the number one sound wave-type soul master in the world, how many times can people hear the music that Xia Zhengleng plays using her martial soul?

Following behind her was Gu Yue, dressed in neat black trousers and a plain white short-sleeved top. She quietly walked to Qian Gu Xing Ci's side and sat down, glancing at the secret technique in his hand without making a sound to disturb him.

Qian Gu Qingfeng then stood up, clapped his hands, and said, "It's almost time. The competition is about to begin. Let's go."

Leng Yaozhu and Xia Zheng exchanged a cold glance, then simultaneously called Qian Gu Xingci to their side. Both of them smiled mysteriously and said, "Xingci, when we get to Mingdu, you'll probably meet some unexpected people."

Seeing her mother's mysterious expression, Qian Gu Xing Ci knew she wouldn't get any information out of her, so she immediately turned to Leng Yao Zhu, "Aunt Leng~"

Seeing his ingratiating expression, Leng Yaozhu couldn't help but reach out and pinch his cheek, teasing, "I don't know anything about this."

And also, how long has it been since you last visited me?

"Hmm? Obsessed with cultivation? I just saw it, he was flipping through the Secret of the True Body non-stop."

To be honest, Gu Yue is indeed worry-free, but she also misses out on a lot of the joys of raising children.

Qian Gu Xing Ci didn't say anything, but lunged forward and buried himself in Leng Yao Zhu's arms, completely covering his face.

Leng Yaozhu was already tall, and with the addition of high heels, Qian Guxingci's face was buried in the crook of her neck. A cool, woody fragrance, mixed with a faint scent of fallen petals, wafted over.

Qian Gu Xing Ci had long since figured out how to deal with Leng Yao Zhu's teasing.

That's like burying your head in the sand. As long as I'm not embarrassed, it's others who are embarrassed!

A moment later, the group boarded the Spirit Pagoda's exclusive mecha.

This was arguably the most impressive lineup ever seen from the Spirit Pagoda in nearly a century, heading towards the entire Federation for the Grand Tournament.

"It seems the Speaker of the Federal Parliament is serious this time."

Looking at the clouds rushing past the porthole, Qian Gu Qing Feng sighed, "They actually changed the venue for the All-Federation Grand Competition to Mingdu, instead of Shrek City as in previous years."

“That’s fine too.” Xia Zheng coldly held her teacup and said calmly, “The capital of the Federation has always been Mingdu. Shrek Academy has long since overstepped its bounds.”

Qian Gu Qingfeng glanced down at the soul communication device, then looked up and said.

"I just received a rumor that several Shrek-affiliated families have formed an alliance, and it seems they're specifically targeting us in this competition."

The Tang Clan is a given; they'll definitely avenge their allies. Then there's the Azure Shadow Eagle Clan, the Azure Flame Dragon Clan, the Star Sword Clan… Hmm? And there's someone whose martial soul is said to be the Coiling Dragon Staff?

Qian Gu Xing Ci casually asked, "A distant relative of ours?"

Qian Gu Qingfeng scoffed on the spot, his face full of disdain: "What distant relative? That martial soul is a dragon-horned bull, a sub-dragon species. The bull's bloodline has long since crushed the gluttonous bloodline of our ancestors to the dust. It can hardly even be considered a dragon anymore."

It is merely a beast weapon created by the fusion and mutation of the Dragon Pattern Staff and the Taotie Divine Ox.

Choosing such a name is purely to disgust the Qian Gu family.

Leng Yaozhu then looked at Qian Gu Xing Ci.

"I heard that the Star Sword family has produced a genius in this generation. His martial soul is the Star God Sword. It seems that this competition is aimed at you, Xing Ci."

In times of peace, victory after victory is commonplace for military strategists, so few people care about such things.

"We've won before, but they were very weak."

Leng Yaozhu was somewhat surprised: "It seems this is the Star Sword Ye family's pledge of allegiance to Shrek Academy. They've produced a genius and want to climb into the upper echelons of Shrek Academy. But is he really as weak as you say?"

The Star God Sword, which has only appeared seven times in total, shouldn't be that bad, right?

Qian Gu Xingci didn't even raise his head, continuing to flip through the book in his hand: "In my domain, the so-called Star God Sword under the starry sky can't even use star power."