Douluo: Dragon King's Tai Chi Mystery

Dai Yun'er's acting skills still need improvement. Dai Tianling and Dai Yueyan have already noticed something amiss, but they've turned a blind eye. Dai Yun'er is a smart person; at least this approach has silenced the gossip of the Star Luo Empire. The infatuated and beautiful princess can evoke empathy from the people of the empire.

Besides, Dai Tianling harbored a secret thought: Princess Xingluo remained chaste for love and never married. If Zhao Xuanzhen developed even a shred of affection for Dai Yun'er, wouldn't the immense wealth of the Xingluo Empire be within her grasp?

“Teacher, I wish to proclaim to the world that regardless of whether Zhao Xuanzhen decides to inherit the title, the empire recognizes him as Viscount Xingluo.”

Saint Dragon Douluo Enci received Dai Tianling's telepathic message. After a moment's thought, the old comrade affirmed:

"Very good."

Leave room for maneuver in everything; perhaps there will be an opportunity for both parties to cooperate again...

Chapter 139 Gu Yue's Attack, Stealing a Home, Falling Asleep Holding a Favorite Item is a Great Tonic (4K)

The night was gentle, with countless stars twinkling.

The air was slightly cool, carrying the lingering warmth of the daytime fireworks. The evening breeze swept through the ancient buildings of Xingluo City, gently caressing the newly sprouted leaves of the trees on both sides, making a soft rustling sound.

After leaving the imperial princess's selection banquet, the group returned to the Star Luo Grand Hotel in a mecha. The Crimson Dragon Douluo, Zhuo Shi, was old and generally didn't like traveling with the younger generation; he flew alone in the air, with only the seven children and Wu Changkong inside the mecha.

Tang Wulin, now a driver piloting a mecha, glanced at the aloof Wu Changkong in the passenger seat and suddenly said, "Teacher Wu, the Tang Sect has issued a mission for the Soul Fighting Hall. I would like to request a leave of absence for a while."

Upon hearing this, Gu Yue in the back seat added quietly, "There's an urgent matter at the sect, I need to ask for leave."

"The Spirit Pagoda is the same," Zhao Xuanzhen said, referring to the top floor.

Xuan Yuelin's serious demeanor was not a joke, which stunned the others. The seven-person team was about to disband right after the Soul Master Competition, which was quite unexpected.

After a moment's thought, Wu Changkong nodded slowly and said in a deep voice, "Okay, I'll go back and record your three leave requests. Be careful on the road."

This exchange program will last for one year. If you are unable to return by then, you will have to take an ocean liner back to Douluo Continent on your own.

All three had legitimate reasons. Shi Tang had been bound together for thousands of years, while the Spirit Pagoda and the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect were Xuan Yue's family matters. Shrek Academy had no reason to stop them, nor could it stop them at all.

The atmosphere inside the mecha immediately fell silent. A look of disappointment flashed across Ye Xinglan's beautiful blue eyes, and the joy of having fought Long Yue to a standstill for several rounds in the exhibition match vanished.

A 100,000-year-old soul bone that seals away part of its power could never erase the difference between level 20 soul power and battle armor. Ye Xinglan held her own against Long Yue after a few exchanges, showing more composure than in their first battle, and did not disappoint Zhao Xuanzhen's high expectations.

That night they made love, and Zhao Xuanzhen even rubbed her heart. Ye Xinglan secretly planned to continue to strengthen her relationship with Zhao Xuanzhen in their future interactions.

However, plans can change quickly. It seems that Zhao Xuanzhen is going to carry out a special mission at the Spirit Pagoda, and all her plans have fallen through.

Yuan Enhui was equally reluctant to part with him. Although the heartless boss was an evil capitalist who habitually exploited his employees, everything he did was to help the team to be positive and motivated.

In Yuanen Yehui's eyes, Zhao Xuanzhen was still a good-looking and kind-hearted young man who provided her with a comfortable and stable cultivation environment, thus relieving her of the enormous pressure of working and running around as a Shrek student. Yuanen was always grateful and would only occasionally complain.

Le Zhengyu was immersed in the melancholy of being publicly disliked by Dai Yun'er for blocking his way. Upon hearing that Zhao Xuanzhen was leaving the team, his sadness instantly turned into a river.

When it was Xu Lizhi's turn, the scene changed drastically. Half of his mouth was downturned and the other half was upturned. He was reluctant to part with his good brother Tang Wulin, but he was also secretly pleased to have Zhao Xuanzhen with him, which meant he could continue to please the goddess.

Xuan Yuelin and the others will go their separate ways tomorrow morning. The Shrek team is about to set off for the next city. It's getting late, so everyone is returning to their rooms to rest.

The door closed gently, shutting out the outside noise. Heavy velvet curtains blocked out the starlight, and a wall lamp cast a hazy golden glow over the room.

Two breaths echoed in Zhao Xuanzhen's bedroom, the air seeming to become more private, filled with an ambiguous warmth.

Gu Yue took off her elaborate silver evening gown and put on a pure white nightgown. Her long, bare legs and shoulders were slender and fair, and the silhouette of her calves illuminated by the light was beautiful in an unconventional way. "Warm as jade" was probably the best way to describe this scene.

The girl's eyes held amusement. Zhao Xuanzhen instantly understood: the Silver Dragon King was no longer in a hurry to invade the human world.

He improved the army.

“Here…” her voice was as soft as a sigh, yet carried a strange allure, “it’s just us now.”

I don't like farewells, I only want to say goodbye to you tonight, a farewell where we sleep together under the same covers.

Gu Yue tiptoed, her warm, fragrant breath brushing against Zhao Xuanzhen's chin like a feather, about to press against his slightly pursed lips.

The instantaneous separation was like a flame burning passionately in the night. The girl said nothing more, turned and walked towards the large and luxurious bed in the Xingluo Hotel. The silk sheets shimmered with a warm luster. She sat on the edge of the bed, then turned her head and quietly gazed at him.

Zhao Xuanzhen was shamefully tempted. Gu Yue's initiative was "awe-inspiring." He lowered his head slightly in melancholy, feeling like a foolish emperor, with his left cheek saying "I will be a king from now on" and his right cheek saying "I will not attend court in the morning."

She slowly walked to the edge of the bed and sat down next to Gu Yue. She nimbly changed her posture, straddling him further, and wrapped her left arm around Zhao Xuanzhen's back and waist, making him straighten his chest and press closer to her, squeezing out the stale air.

The dim lighting illuminated the two people's skin tones, creating a languid and warm atmosphere reminiscent of drowsy day and night, a golden hue that was both novel and unfamiliar.

Her breath brushed against his face, and the smile on Gu Yueyan's red lips never faded.

She enjoyed this feeling, immersed in the intense emotions that only she knew, watching Zhao Xuanzhen, like an innocent little rabbit, gradually sink into the trap carefully woven by the wicked woman, until he was so happy that he forgot everything and willingly abandoned humanity for her.

You idiot Na'er, what makes you think you can beat me?!

Although Xuan Yue was somewhat flustered, both of them tacitly restrained themselves and did not cross the final line. What followed was a different kind of tenderness.

The two lifted the covers and lay down, with no distance between them, feeling the warmth emanating from each other's bodies, their breathing clearly audible, and gradually synchronizing.

Gu Yue leaned closer to Zhao Xuanzhen quite naturally, her dark hair playfully brushing against his shoulder, its cool and delicate fragrance refreshing and invigorating.

Zhao Xuanzhen smiled and stretched out his arm, wrapping it around her slender waist and pulling her into his embrace. Gu Yue did not resist; instead, she nestled even closer, as if she had found the warmest harbor.

The rainbow of Xingluo City was filtered into a soft light by the curtains, illuminating two figures sleeping fully clothed, embracing each other quietly.

"Almost forgot about this."

Extending his fingers, Zhao Xuanzhen picked up the storage soul tool that had been tossed aside and took out the prized item from the Starry Sky Auction. For the first time, a god-level Martial Soul user was using the Martial Soul's properties to change his physical form—to retrieve an item.

A platinum crystal came into Gu Yue's view, faintly echoing with a stirring dragon's roar. It was the Holy Dragon Crystal of Light that Zhao Xuanzhen had obtained in exchange for destroying the Green Skull organization.

Gu Yue played with the dragon crystal, her eyes crinkling as she looked at her lover who was so close to her, and said, "I won't thank you."

"Ah."

The original intention of giving a gift is to hope that you become a better person, not to ask for anything in return. The relationship between the two people is only lacking in romantic harmony, so saying thank you would seem too distant.

Today is a night of indulgence for Soul Masters. Meditation and cultivation are not a day less. Zhao Xuanzhen suddenly jolted awake, opened his eyes and looked at Gu Yue, who had an innocent look on her face. The complex emotions in his dark eyes were so intense that even a pie chart could not be analyzed.

"your hands……"

"what happened?"

Gu Yue revealed a pure and innocent smile. She wouldn't admit that her heart was filled with love, and instead said in a coaxing tone:

"The Soul Master expert said that falling asleep while holding something you like is a great tonic."

“…I see. Then I won’t stand on ceremony.”

……

I slept soundly through the night, and in the early morning, the soft light filtered through the gaps in the curtains, casting a long, warm band of light.

A reassuring tranquility floated in the air. Gu Yue was a woman of her word; she had already left the Xingluo Hotel. The girl's fresh body fragrance, after being baked and refined overnight, became even more rich and lingered in Zhao Xuanzhen's nostrils, enveloping every inch of his senses.

The hotel restaurant's glass curtain wall offers a glimpse of the vibrant city skyline in the early morning. As Zhao Xuanzhen stepped into the bright and fragrant space, she spotted her companions at a corner table.

"morning."

He pulled out a chair and sat down, his voice as usual.

Instead of greetings, a tacit silence filled the air around Zhao Xuanzhen. Everyone had seen Gu Yue follow him into his room last night.

At the dinner table, there is no queen, only an angel. Le Zhengyu slowly put down his coffee cup, a meaningful smile on his face, his eyebrows raised high, and his eyes filled with excited inquiry.

"Brother Zhao, you're up so early! Did you sleep well last night?"

With deliberately drawn-out tones, the young angel's golden eyes, like a level-nine soul-searching device, seemed to be searching for some kind of evidence to reveal the hazy wall lamp and the silhouettes of their embrace in the room last night.

Ye Xinglan and Yuan Enyehui cast their gazes at each other. The former hadn't slept all night, fantasizing about everything that might have happened next door, while the latter deeply reflected on her actions, realizing that she had ultimately failed to complete the task assigned by the silver-haired girl before setting off. It seemed that Gu Yue had successfully raided their home!

Zhao Xuanzhen picked up a slice of golden-brown, crispy toast, calmly spread butter on it, and nodded frankly, meeting the teasing, pitiful, and gossipy gazes: "It's fine."

Zhengyu, Xinglan, Yuanen, the three of you will come with me in a moment. I have something to say to you before we leave.

"Okay." X3

With business above all else, the four quickly finished breakfast and found a quiet spot. Zhao Xuanzhen was the first to look at Le Zhengyu: "This mission is very important, and I may not be able to catch the ocean liner back to Douluo Continent."

This is the design blueprint for your two-word battle armor, Angel. For the rare metals, you should contact Jiutian. I've sent you his contact information. The Blacksmith Association will also give priority to forging metals for the Angel Legion in the future.

"Thank you, Brother Zhao. No matter what happens in the future, just let me know. I will definitely lend a hand!" Le Zhengyu said solemnly.

Metals of Spirit Forging and above are in short supply in the Sun and Moon Federation. The Blacksmith Association has always been fair and impartial, and the share that the Angel Legion receives is basically fixed.

Through his connection with Jiutian, a disciple of the Divine Craftsman, Zhao Xuanzhen secured priority supplies for the Angel Legion, a tremendous gift that greatly boosted the legion's military strength in a short period.

“Being brothers is in the heart.”

Zhao Xuanzhen certainly didn't give Le Zhengyu benefits unconditionally. With the friendship between the Spirit Pagoda and the Blacksmith Association, Le Zhengyu's position in the Holy Angel Family was as stable as Mount Tai, and he would inevitably take over the position of his grandfather Le Zhengen, the commander of the Angel Legion.

The Angel Legion controls the southern sea area of ​​the Sun and Moon Federation. Angel Douluo Le Zhengen is one of the military bigwigs. This force cannot be ignored. We should try our best to control it.

The Phoenix Clan and the Ancient Clan will inevitably go to war sooner or later. The Ancient Clan's power is deeply entrenched, with the Western Legion and the Northwest Legion being closely tied to its interests. The Phoenix Clan is somewhat lacking in this aspect.

Treating Le Zhengyu, the heir to the Angel Legion, with preferential treatment is also a way to prepare for future changes. Le Zhengyu shares the same intention. After getting to know each other, these two top second-generation leaders both hope to form a powerful alliance.

From each other's perspectives, one comes from a powerful family within the Spirit Pagoda and has befriended a rising star in the Blacksmith Association, while the other is destined to become a Legion Commander. The cooperation would bring many benefits, and this giant ship would grow bigger and more stable.

When good things happen, people are in high spirits. Yue Zhengyu hummed a little tune and ran away, sensibly leaving space for Xingye and the other two girls.

Zhao Xuanzhen beckoned, and Ye Xinglan walked over automatically, raising her snow-white chin, her needs obvious.

Xu Lizhi, hiding in the corner and spying on other people's happiness, saw Ye Xinglan actively seeking a kiss from afar, and his worldview immediately collapsed.

You've styled my goddess like this!

After comforting the girl's wounded heart, Zhao Xuanzhen smiled gently and instructed Ye Xinglan:

"Xinglan, your Star God Sword Intent is not far from the Sword Soul realm. Remember not to rush things."

Blindly forging ahead is merely mechanical repetition; the same applies to cultivation. True progress requires pausing, reflecting, and then continuing forward.

"What should I do from now on?" Ye Xinglan asked, her eyes slightly red.

“I am complete in my own right, I need not seek anything from outside, and I am naturally proud of myself.” Zhao Xuanzhen said, “Be firm and clear-headed, independent and resilient, and always remember the characteristics of a swordsman. First and foremost, you are yourself, and only then are you the master of the Star God Sword. A person is always the one who wields the sword.”

"I remember."

Ye Xinglan nodded heavily, and then Zhao Xuanzhen handed over the design blueprint for the two-word battle armor Star God, ending the conversation.

The kendo girl left with a face full of reluctance, turning back every few steps, leaving only the ruthless boss and the pretty employee in the scene.

Yuan Enhui took a step back, her eyes darting around, and said, "Um, I didn't see anything."

I know nothing about Gu Yue or Xing Lan. No salary deductions, no withholding of bonuses, and benefits paid on time..."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Zhao Xuanzhen's veins throbbed, and he angrily threw two pieces of soul bone at them.

"The left arm bone of a 70,000-year-old Titan Giant Ape, and the soul bone of a 10,000-year-old secret technique."

I've already spoken to Crimson Dragon Douluo, and the Sea God Pavilion will also provide you with a 70,000-year-old Titan Giant Ape left arm bone.

The three combined form the left arm bone of a 100,000-year-old Titan Ape, a reward for your hard work over the years. When to fuse it is up to you.

"Thank you for your trouble, boss..."

Holding the two soul bones, Yuanen Yehui lowered his head in shame. Good heavens, the boss is too human-like!

With a sigh of relief, Zhao Xuanzhen took out another storage soul tool: "A specialty of the Star Luo Empire, please take it to Na'er for me. Also, a rare metal unique to the Star Luo Continent, please go to the Blacksmith Association in Tian Dou City and deliver it to Jiu Tian."

Jiutian is a blacksmith, Xinglan is a mecha manufacturer, and you and Na'er are mecha repairers. Even without me and Guyue, you can still put together a team of warriors.

The blueprints for Tai Tian and Yin Long's two-word battle armor are both in the storage soul tool. If Gu Yue and I don't return, you should cooperate for now.

"Boss, what you're saying sounds like entrusting someone's son to you..."

Zhao Xuanzhen clicked her tongue, glaring resentfully at her ungrateful employee. "Hey, can't you say something auspicious?"

Quickly spit it out and wash it off!

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

Yuan Enhui realized what was happening and quickly changed his story.

"Everything has been taken care of, I should go now. I wish you all the best on your exchange trip."

A pair of black and white wings unfolded from behind Zhao Xuanzhen, carrying him into the sky and transforming him into a gradually shrinking point of light.

Yuan Enhui narrowed her eyes, staring at the point of light, her grip on the soul bone tightening. Then, in a voice barely audible to her, she murmured softly:

"I don't envy them at all."

I'm not afraid of getting wet in the rain, but I'm afraid someone will hold an umbrella over me and push me into the rain again.

Chapter 140 Thunder Descends, Thunderous Hell Vine Undergoes Tribulation, Launching a Magnificent Betrayal Against Its Former Master (4K)