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

“Don’t be fooled by this exaggerated display,” Mu Ye said with a smug smile, his tone full of expectations for Qian Gu Xing Ci, “this is the best way to forge the flawless golden body.”

Xing Ci's original martial soul is a talent unparalleled in the history of our Body Sect. The benefits he can absorb from this medicinal bath far exceed those of ordinary disciples. It will be of immense benefit to his future cultivation of twin martial souls and the Unyielding Staff Technique.

Time passed slowly, and an hour flew by. The medicinal liquid in the bronze cauldron had become clear. Qian Gu Xing Ci suddenly opened his eyes, a glint of light flashing in them. He leaped up and landed steadily on the ground. His blood and qi surged, and his soul power fluctuations were significantly stronger than before—he had directly increased one level, reaching level twenty-two.

Upon seeing this, Mu Ye burst into laughter, his tone filled with satisfaction and pride: "Good! My disciple, your current level of vitality far surpasses mine at the same age. Your future achievements in the secret techniques of the body will surely surpass mine!"

The couple, Qian Gu Qingfeng and his wife, stood aside, watching their son, whose aura was becoming increasingly steady and whose soul power was greatly increasing. They couldn't hide the smiles on their faces.

Chapter 9 The Promise of the Silver Dragon King's Half-Body

Soul Treasury

Gu Yue, holding Na'er's wrist, hurriedly entered the Soul Treasure Vault of the Spirit Transmission Tower. Inside the vault, the soul-guiding light screen displayed the monitoring of the souls, and various soul spheres were placed on the jade shelves on both sides, emitting a faint halo. The air was filled with the unique aura of the souls.

As soon as she stopped, Gu Yue released her grip, turned around, and her cold eyes instantly darkened. Her voice was tinged with suppressed questioning: "Shouldn't you be in Donghai City right now, close to the possessor of the Golden Dragon King's bloodline? How come you're here, and being adopted by Aunt Xia?"

Na'er rubbed her wrist, which was slightly sore from being gripped, tilted her head, and spoke casually as if she were recounting a trivial matter: "Back then, when you were trying to find that unfamiliar divine aura, you encountered spatial turbulence when you took human form, which is why I was accidentally separated from you."

After Di Tian and the others found me, they left me in the Star Dou Great Forest.

Later, sensing the aura of the Golden Dragon King, he wanted me to approach that person as an orphan. But I met Uncle Mu there, and he brought me here.

Upon hearing this, Gu Yue's aura suddenly sharpened, a purple halo surging in his eyes, his true intentions revealed: "Na'er, you and I are both half-bodies of the Silver Dragon King, the undisputed rulers of the Soul Beast race!"

These creatures are ferocious and vicious, greedy as demons. They slaughter soul beasts and invade their homes. We have a responsibility to lead the soul beasts out of this mire, to wage a war of revenge against humanity, and to reclaim everything that belongs to us!

Upon hearing this, Na'er instantly lost her casual demeanor, raised an eyebrow, and stared intently at Gu Yue. Her once clear silver eyes now held a noble purple hue, and a cold smile curled at the corners of her lips. She let out a light sneer, her tone full of mockery and clear-headedness:

"The Soul Beast race has fallen to such a state. You keep talking about revenge, but you know best in your heart that the first step to revenge is to devour me, take back 30% of my power and the Silver Dragon Spear, and transform into a complete Silver Dragon King."

She took a step closer, her eyes sharp as knives: "Leaving aside whether you can successfully devour me and achieve your revenge, I only know that once you devour me, I will definitely die, and all my abilities and my soul will become a part of you completely."

To you, I was never anything more than a part of you, just a tool to be sacrificed at will.

Gu Yue's brows furrowed even more, a hint of urgency and explanation flashing in her eyes. Her tone was somewhat forceful: "Your birth was an accident. You took away 30% of my power and the Silver Dragon Spear. All I did was to set things right and put everything back on the right track—you and I were originally one, and becoming one is our destiny!"

“No!” Na’er interrupted her abruptly, her tone cold and firm, her eyes unwavering. “I do not believe I am the Silver Dragon King.”

She paused, then continued, "I know what you're worried about. I'm already on the radar of the higher-ups at the Spirit Pagoda. Even if you're anxious, you won't dare to forcibly take me away. Di Tian can't withstand the consequences of forcibly entering Shrek City and kidnapping me."

I think you've sensed my gradually maturing humanity, which is why you're in such a hurry. You can't afford to wait!

Seeing her confident demeanor, Gu Yue snorted coldly in anger. The surging purple aura around her gradually faded, and her originally purple pupils slowly returned to clear black. Her tone was icy and piercing, each word like a knife: "So you're telling me that from now on, you'll stand on the side of humans and be my enemy, and the enemy of the entire soul beast race?"

Na'er lowered her eyes, her tone calm yet sincere: "At least, humans have been very kind to me. Uncle Qingfeng, Aunt Xia, Xingci, and Uncle Mu, they all treat me with genuine kindness. But the ferocious beasts of the Star Dou Great Forest have always believed that I shouldn't exist."

At this moment, Gu Yue's predicament is more troublesome than that of another time and space.

In the deathly silence, Gu Yue's hand, hanging by her side, twitched slightly. The coldness in her eyes gradually faded, replaced by a hint of calculation and probing. She spoke slowly, her tone carrying a seductive undertone: "Na'er, how about we make a bet..."

In ancient times, the God King of Tang made a bet to secure the fate of the world. Now, she and the Silver Dragon King, who are half-bodied, have made a bet to bind them together. This is the most significant way of getting along in the Douluo Continent, and it is also the best way for her to keep Na'er in check right now.

A must-try part of Douluo Continent!

Upon hearing the word "bet," Kona immediately covered her ears tightly with both hands, shaking her head rapidly from side to side like a rattle drum, while repeatedly muttering, "I won't listen! I won't bet with you!"

The atmosphere between the two fell silent again, with a subtle stalemate.

A moment later, Na'er lowered her hands, stopped looking at Gu Yue, turned around and walked straight to the jade shelf. Her gaze quickly swept over the various soul orbs, finally settling on a soul orb with faint thorn patterns.

It was Thorn Dragon. She picked it up and put the Soul Orb into her Soul Guidance Storage Device with swift and decisive movements, intending to leave.

Gu Yue stood there, her fingertips digging deep into her palms, her brows furrowed, weighing the situation in her mind: she was not yet firmly established in the Spirit Pagoda, and she could not afford to fall out with Na'er, otherwise it would only disrupt her grand plan and affect her plan to revive the Soul Beast Clan.

She desperately suppressed the urge to strangle Na'er, took a deep breath, gritted her teeth and spoke with a hint of restraint: "I promise that I will never try to devour you before I recover to the Limit Douluo level."

But you must also promise me that you will not reveal my true identity, and that you will provide me with assistance if I encounter danger.

She paused, her tone softening slightly: "This is the greatest sincerity I can offer. If I were to say I would let you go forever, I'm afraid you wouldn't believe it yourself, right?"

Upon hearing this, Na'er turned around abruptly, her silver eyes filled with surprise, clearly not expecting Gu Yue to make such a promise. After a moment of silence, she nodded slightly, acknowledging the agreement.

To her utter surprise, Gu Yue slowly extended her little finger, her tone stiff and unnatural: "Pinky promise, it's a deal."

This scene shocked Na'er for a thousand years—she stared blankly at Gu Yue's outstretched finger, her eyes filled with disbelief, her mind racing: Is this still the same Gu Yue who was only focused on revenge, cold and ruthless? She actually took the initiative to make a pinky promise; she seems to have humanity after all…

It's fake, it must be fake, it must be my own imagination!

Na'er hesitated for a few seconds, but still reluctantly extended her finger and gently hooked it with Gu Yue's finger. The moment their fingertips touched, they both subconsciously paused for a moment, and a complex emotion flashed in their eyes.

With the agreement made, the two did not linger and walked side by side toward the entrance of the Soul Treasury, the oppressive atmosphere dissipating considerably.

Chapter 10 Heavenly Dou City, Overseeing the Military's Power, The Divine Craftsman Takes on an Apprentice

Outside the Spirit Pagoda, the open space was calm and sunny.

Qian Gu Qingfeng and Xia Zheng Leng stood side by side, with Na'er standing beside them, waving goodbye to Qian Gu Xing Ci and Mu Ye in front of the mecha not far away. The mecha was six meters tall, with sharp and smooth lines. Its red body gleamed with a cold luster, and dark gold patterns were wrapped around it. It was surrounded by faint energy fluctuations and had a majestic aura.

Mu Ye patted Qian Gu Xing Ci on the shoulder and took the lead in leaping onto the mecha. Qian Gu Xing Ci followed Mu Ye into the cockpit.

After the two were seated, the mecha instantly started up. A crimson streak of light streaked across the sky. The god-level mecha, like a burning meteor, carried the two towards Tiandou City with a deep and steady roar of energy, and disappeared into the distance in an instant.

Inside the cockpit, Qian Gu Xing Ci clung to the window, gazing at the scenery rushing past. Before long, the mecha arrived above Tian Dou City, slowly decelerating, and Qian Gu Xing Ci finally saw the entire ancient city clearly.

Heaven Dou City, an ancient city steeped in 20,000 years of history, was already a top city on the continent during the Spirit Hall era. It was once the capital of the Heaven Dou Empire and remains a core stronghold of the Federation today, possessing a profound cultural heritage. Looking around, the city is filled with ancient buildings with upturned eaves, their blue tiles and white walls interwoven with dark brown wooden structures. Unlike the concrete jungles of Mingdu and Shrek City, only the tranquility and weight of time washes over you.

Seeing that Qian Gu Xing Ci was engrossed in watching, Mu Ye smiled and casually said, "Xiao Hong, slow down and let Xing Ci take a good look at Tian Dou City."

A gentle and melodious female voice immediately rang out, clear and respectful: "Yes, Master."

Qian Gu Xing Ci turned to look at Mu Ye, his eyes full of curiosity, and couldn't help but ask, "Master, are all red-level mechs this intelligent?"

Mentioning mecha, Makino instantly perked up, his tone brimming with undisguised confidence and fervor, his chest puffing out slightly: "That's not true. In the realm of god-level mecha, I consider myself unmatched."

Little Red isn't just any ordinary mecha AI. After I broke through to the Title Douluo level, I fused it with one of my soul spirits. Now, it's no longer just a simple intelligent system; it's more like my clone, able to sense my will and coordinate with my battle rhythm.

When it came to mecha, Makino's eyes became even more fervent, and he opened up completely, rambling on about the structure and modification techniques of mecha. The light in his eyes was the purest obsession with mecha.

Mu Ye once pulled off a surprising feat: the sect leader of the Body Sect, in order to devote himself to the study of mecha, actually integrated his soul spirit into the mecha, giving up the opportunity to break through to level 95 Super Douluo.

Just then, a thirty-story gray building came into view. In the generally low-rise and antique Tian Dou City, it broke the conventional height limit and stood out, immediately catching Qian Gu Xing Ci's attention.

At the top of the building is a huge golden forging hammer pattern, shining brightly and clearly visible even from a kilometer away. Without any nameplate, one can know that this is the holy land of blacksmiths - the Blacksmith Association.

The divine-level mecha slowly descended and came to a steady stop in the open space in front of the Blacksmith Association, its energy roar gradually dissipating. Mu Ye stepped off the mecha with Qian Gu Xing Ci, and the mecha instantly contracted, stored in Mu Ye's soul-guided storage device.

As the two entered the first-floor hall of the association, a scorching metallic aura wafted towards them, a mixture of the warmth of the furnace and the crispness of rare ores—the unique aura of a blacksmith, rich yet vibrant.

The sounds of hammering, soul-guided furnaces, and energy arrays emanating from the workshop area were incessant, creating a magnificent and awe-inspiring symphony of forging.

Mu Ye walked straight ahead with Qian Gu Xing Ci. The blacksmiths and association staff along the way all bowed to Mu Ye when they saw him. As the only god-level mecha pilot and four-word battle armor pilot in the entire Federation, and a close friend of Zhen Hua Shen Jiang, Mu Ye held a transcendent position in the Blacksmith Association.

Qian Gu Xing Ci followed behind Mu Ye, his gaze slowly sweeping across the hall, looking at this temple of blacksmiths.

Mu Ye glanced down at the communicator in his hand, a smile playing on his lips. He patted Qian Gu Xing Ci on the shoulder and said, "Disciple, Zhen Hua is already waiting for us in the forging room. Let's go, I'll take you to meet this only master craftsman on the continent."

The door to the forging room was ajar, a faint warmth escaping from the crack, the room utterly silent. Mu Ye, carrying Qian Gu Xing Ci, gently pushed the door open and entered, his light footsteps breaking the tranquility.

The first thing you see is Zhenhua. He is extremely handsome, with a striking face and well-defined features. He looks to be only in his early thirties. However, his deep black eyes hold a wisdom and experience far beyond his years, bearing the marks of time.

Her hair was thick and black, but her temples were adorned with a pure white hue, creating a striking contrast.

What is most special about him are his hands—at least half again as big as those of an ordinary person, yet without any rough or protruding knuckles. Instead, they are fair and slender, with translucent skin on the palms, like the finest mutton fat jade, warm and smooth, without any trace of forging, forming an extreme contrast with his identity as a master craftsman.

"Zhenhua, take a look at my new apprentice, his talent is exceptional!" Mu Ye said loudly, his tone full of undisguised pride, as if he were showing off a rare treasure.

Qian Gu Xing Ci stepped forward and bowed: "Qian Gu Xing Ci, a descendant of the Qian Gu family, greets Your Majesty the Divine Craftsman."

"No need for formalities." Zhenhua quickly stepped forward and gently helped Qian Gu Xingci up. His gaze fell on him, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes. He asked with a smile, "Xingci, I heard from Mu Ye that your abilities are very suitable for forging. Why don't you try forging and let me observe?"

Qian Gu Xing Ci nodded slightly, showing no stage fright. He turned and walked to the forging table, his eyes sweeping over the forging hammers placed to the side. He selected a pair of hammers of suitable weight, and then picked out a piece of Tianxing Iron from the pile of ore next to him.

Before long, the Heavenly Star Iron in the forging furnace was forged until it turned a deep red, with fine sparks appearing on its surface and radiating a scorching heat. Qian Gu Xing Ci did not immediately begin forging, but two purple soul rings slowly appeared beneath his feet, and then the second soul ring shone brightly.

"The second soul skill of the Panlong Staff, the Everlasting Might of the Supervisory Soldier!"

With a soft shout from Qian Gu Xing Ci, the soul skill was instantly activated, and soul power, carrying the chilling Geng metal energy, surged around him. The core of this soul skill was to use the Geng metal energy to amplify the killing power of the Panlong Staff, doubling the power of the soul skill.

In an instant, all the metal implements in the forging room were awed by this domineering Geng metal aura, and they all trembled violently, emitting a "humming" roar, as if thousands of metals were bowing down to their emperor. The scene was awe-inspiring, and even the air seemed to tremble and become slightly hot from this aura.

Upon seeing this, the usually composed Zhenhua widened his eyes in disbelief—he had never seen a soul skill exert such a strong deterrent effect on metal!

Qian Gu Xing Ci slowly circulated his soul power, raised his two hammers high, and then slammed them heavily onto the crimson Heavenly Star Iron!

"clang--"

A crisp clang suddenly rang out, causing the surrounding metal implements to tremble slightly, the echo lingering in the forging chamber. Immediately afterwards, a series of rapid forging sounds resounded throughout the forging chamber, each hammer blow carrying immense force.

Zhenhua suppressed his surprise and became even more serious, his eyes fixed on Qian Gu Xingci's movements, not wanting to miss a single detail.

This child is only six years old!

Although the forging technique at this moment is very rough and lacks skill, the metal affinity brought by the soul skill makes the metal actively cooperate with the forging. In addition, with the powerful physical body and blood and qi power brought by the main body's martial soul, even without exquisite skills, it is possible to forge works comparable to those of experienced blacksmiths. This talent is too amazing.

Zhenhua slowly closed his eyes, listening intently to the sound of metal rebounding as it struck the forging hammer. To him, the crisp and powerful sound was the most beautiful music in the world, and with each rebound, he could clearly perceive the change in the metal's texture.

Qian Gu Xing Ci's arms rose and fell rapidly, two golden flashes flying continuously in front of the forging table. The hammer shadows were impenetrable, and each strike hit the key position of the Heavenly Star Iron with perfect precision, knocking off layers of impurities.

Under his forging, the crimson Tianxing Iron continuously deformed, its volume gradually shrinking with each hammer blow, its metallic texture becoming increasingly pure, and its surface luster becoming increasingly lustrous.

As the forging process progressed, fine dragon-shaped patterns gradually appeared on the surface of the Tianxing Iron. As the patterns flowed, starlight flickered faintly, and spiritual energy gradually emerged. Zhenhua nodded frequently, his eyes filled with increasing approval.

Finally, Qian Gu Xing Ci took a deep breath, gathered all his blood and soul power in his arms, raised the two hammers high above his head, and then exerted his strength to smash them heavily onto the Heavenly Star Iron!

"boom--"

After a loud thud, the forging sound stopped abruptly, and the forging room returned to silence, with only the faint sound of metal cooling remaining.

The piece of celestial iron had shrunk by more than half in size. It was smooth and lustrous, shimmering with a faint starlight. Its surface was covered with intricate dragon-shaped patterns, which were clear, lifelike, and faintly radiant with spiritual light. It was a prototype that was about to complete a thousand forgings.

Zhenhua couldn't wait to step forward. Before the metal had completely cooled, he reached out and picked up the forged Tianxing Iron. He carefully stroked the surface patterns with his fingertips, his eyes filled with shock and joy, and his voice trembled slightly: "Good! Good! Good! It's almost sparking with spiritual light! This level of skill has already reached the level of a second-level blacksmith, and it's only one step away from the third level!"

Qian Gu Xing Ci spoke humbly, adding, "Senior Divine Craftsman, you flatter me. My martial soul is of the astrological attribute, which gives me a slight advantage in forging Heavenly Star Iron. If it were other metals, my skill level would probably be somewhat inferior."

Zhenhua waved his hand, his tone firm, his eyes full of appreciation: "Xingci, even without mentioning the advantages of your astrological attributes, your second soul skill alone, coupled with the powerful physique of your martial soul, is enough to secure your place as the next generation's divine craftsman. Your future is limitless!"

After saying that, Zhenhua turned to look at Muye, his voice trembling with excitement and his eyes filled with urgency: "Muye, you know, I've never taken on any apprentices since I was a child, but now..."

Seeing this, Mu Ye couldn't help but laugh and tease, "Alright, alright, if you want to take on a disciple, just say so. Don't beat around the bush. It seems that my disciple is indeed exceptionally talented in forging, even a master craftsman like you with your high standards has been tempted to take him on as a disciple."

Zhenhua laughed heartily, making no attempt to hide his thoughts. He turned to look at Qian Gu Xingci, his eyes filled with appreciation and expectation, and his tone was extremely earnest: "Xingci, you are definitely a master craftsman! Your talent for cultivation is also among the best in the continent. I am willing to teach you the art of forging and guide you on the path to becoming a master craftsman. Would you be willing to become my apprentice?"

Qian Gu Xing Ci had come to study forging under Zhen Hua. Upon hearing this, he immediately bowed respectfully, his voice firm and sincere: "Disciple Qian Gu Xing Ci greets Master!"