Douluo: Dragon King's Tai Chi Mystery

Zhao Xuanzhen lightly tapped the void with his fingertip and said softly, "The Eight Divine Power Serpents, the Heavenly Disc amplified by the shimmering stars, the residual power of the Plane Spirit, plus... the Eight Gates of the Human Disc!"

The four auras were released simultaneously, and the terrifying pressure caused the sky to fluctuate violently. Within a radius of a hundred miles, the sea of ​​clouds surged and expanded in an instant.

Zhao Xuanzhen transformed into a molten gold, with intense golden flames burning. Tang Wulin was stunned. The strongest warrior in his memory was Soul Emperor Wu Changkong. He had never seen such a magnificent scene before!

"Roar--"

The Golden Dragon King roared in fury, for it had spent almost its entire life sealed away since its birth!

The Dragon God split into the Golden Dragon King and the Silver Dragon King. The Silver Dragon King fled, while the Golden Dragon King was defeated and sealed in a forbidden area of ​​the God Realm. Lao Jin barely survived his second life, only to be nailed to death by the Sword of Judgment of the Three Realms, and his sealing place was changed to Tang Wulin!

Having gone to great lengths to find a chance to live a third life, now they face another seal!

Isn’t it over yet?

The starlight surged like a mighty river, its brilliance so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it. Eight doors guarded the eight directions, their intertwined rays forming a massive magic array that imprisoned the Golden Dragon King within.

"Eight Gates, Suppress the Soul!"

The final panel of the Eight Trigrams and Qimen Dunjia: the Human Relationship, the Eight Gates Technique of the Human Panel!

The Golden Dragon King struggled frantically, its mountain-like dragon body slamming into the Eight Gates of the Human Pan, each impact causing a deafening roar.

The eight doors remained unmoved. Behind the eight gates of the human plate was the endless stellar power amplification of the heavenly plate. Moreover, the Golden Dragon King had not broken enough seals, and the dragon's roar gradually subsided!

The dragon body that the Golden Dragon King had conjured suddenly stopped, as if it had been petrified and cracked as if it had been subjected to Medusa's gaze. Its massive body disintegrated as its blood-red dragon eyes trembled, turning into a brilliant golden crystal.

Golden Dragon King Divine Core!

The divine core is rhomboid in shape, about the size of a fist, covered with sharp intersecting lines, with a slightly raised center point, and its powerful blood energy spreads wildly.

When Tang Wulin lost the Golden Dragon King's Divine Core, his first thought was one of relief. An extreme burning sensation came over him, his blood seemed to boil, and every pore was spewing out heat. Tang Wulin groaned and almost lost his balance.

With golden net-like patterns outlined on his forehead, Tang Wulin subconsciously summoned his Blue Silver Grass martial soul. Thick blue vines, as thick as fingers, sprouted out and spread outwards.

The Blue Silver Grass expanded rapidly, quickly occupying a small area of ​​the sky. Its blue light shimmered and sparkled, and regular golden veins appeared in the center of its blades.

Martial Soul Evolution: Golden-Patterned Blue Silver Grass!

The Golden Dragon King is half of the Dragon God, and even a small amount of leaked energy is enough to evolve the Blue Silver Grass.

Zhao Xuanzhen did not strip the Golden Dragon King of his bloodline completely; the first five layers of the seal were merely the tip of the iceberg. Tang Wulin had given such a valuable gift, so it was understandable that he would receive some benefits in return. Zhao Xuanzhen would not impose Tang San's sordid deeds on an innocent ten-year-old child.

Tang Wulin jumped up excitedly. The Blue Silver Grass evolved into the Golden Blue Silver Grass, and he could sense a huge improvement in his Martial Soul Origin. The speed of his Soul Power Circulation was several times stronger than before, which meant that his cultivation speed would increase significantly from now on!

Blue Silver Grass is a typical useless martial soul in Douluo Continent, but Golden-Patterned Blue Silver Grass, fused with the power of the Golden Dragon King, is undoubtedly a top-tier plant-type martial soul!

In exchange for the Golden Dragon King's Divine Core, a ticking time bomb, Tang Wulin felt his future was bright. He no longer needed to worry about money to break the seal; he only needed to focus on cultivation and find his parents!

Contentment brings happiness; Tang Wulin has always been optimistic.

"Thank you... huh?"

Tang Wulin wanted to thank Zhao Xuanzhen, but he found that the latter looked terrible. His body was covered with crisscrossing bloodstains. With the slightest movement, a stream of blood would immediately spurt out. Strangely, the wounds did not bleed much and instead closed up surprisingly.

"You seem to be bleeding, are you alright?" Tang Wulin asked weakly.

"It's burned out..."

Zhao Xuanzhen casually wiped away the blood. Even though Tengshe bore most of the pressure, the fragile body of a three-ring Soul Master was still at its limit. He used his True Self Martial Soul to precisely control his muscles and forcibly stop the bleeding. Perhaps only the Body Martial Soul could do such a perfect manipulation of bodily functions.

The Heavenly Plate overloaded and collapsed, the Human Plate suppressed the Golden Dragon King, and two of the four plates of the Eight Trigrams and Qimen Dunjia were temporarily unusable, at a considerable cost.

It was all worth it. In Douluo Continent, only three super-powerful forces remain: the Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin, who devours life cores; the Abyss, which is watching with predatory eyes; and the Demon Hell, which is observing from the shadows.

The Abyss and the Demon Realm are located outside of Douluo Continent, so the primary threat Zhao Xuanzhen faces is naturally Ah Yin. Once Ah Yin has devoured the Golden Ancient Tree, she will most likely emerge from seclusion to seek revenge on Zhao Xuanzhen.

"Prioritize dealing with the Blue Silver Emperor..."

Zhao Xuanzhen secretly made up his mind, then looked at Tang Wulin and the golden-patterned blue silver grass that stood firm despite the strong winds, and slowly said: "I once heard a saying that individual lives are different, but the total amount of good and evil in the world remains the same."

Everyone plays their own role from birth, some good, some evil. From now on, no one else will interfere; what kind of person you become depends solely on yourself.

"Yes, I will definitely be myself!"

The young man gently stroked the golden-patterned blue-silver grass, his eyes sparkling with a bright light.

In this life, Tang Wulin's Tang is no longer the Tang of his biological father Tang San, but the Tang of his adoptive father Tang Ziran...

Chapter 24: King Na'er's Seafood Porridge, Gu Yue's Arrival, Silver Dragon King's Two Half-bodies Clash (4K)

At noon, the Spirit Pagoda of Donghai City.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and a layer of gray-white appeared in his vision, like the moon obscured by thick fog. A faint fragrance wafted into his nostrils, and for a moment, Zhao Xuanzhen thought he was immersed in a hazy dream. He raised his finger and touched something warm and soft.

"You idiot Zhao Xuanzhen, you poked me the moment you woke up!"

A melodious voice brushed past his ear, and Zhao Xuanzhen steadied himself. The blurry outline gradually coalesced into the image of a stunning silver-haired girl. A beam of sunlight streamed in, its golden rays scattering across her hair, and beneath the falling bangs, her silver pupils reflected her somewhat pale image.

Na'er, who had been there for some time, moved a low stool and sat down by Zhao Xuanzhen's bedside. She rested her chin on her hands, showing off her small white teeth, and said, "I sent you messages all morning, but you didn't reply to any of them. I was worried something had happened to you, so I came in to check on you!"

You slept until noon? What happened? Did you get killed by last night's spicy stir-fried crab?

Silently withdrawing his fingertip from Na'er's cheek, Zhao Xuanzhen said speechlessly, "Although I do not like spicy food, being single-handedly killed by a ten-year-old Green-Armor Crab is still too outrageous. The Green-Armor Crab will eventually rise to the level of sitting at the same table as the Baboon..."

"Isn't it a crab?"

Na'er frowned like a kitten and said seriously, "You look terrible. Should we ask Aunt Leng or a healing-type Soul Master to come and check you out?"

"It's nothing, I'll recover after a few days of rest. Don't tell the teacher, so she won't worry," Zhao Xuanzhen waved his hand to cover up the truth.

The truth is that it was a side effect of fusing with the Tengshe. As a quasi-god level spirit of heaven and earth, the Eight Demon Gods, with Zhao Xuanzhen's Soul Venerable body forcibly fusing with the Tengshe, should have come at a price due to such a huge leap in soul power.

Tengshe's deceit, cunning, and treacherous nature brought back a series of nightmares, strange occurrences, and hallucinations. Zhao Xuanzhen occasionally experienced mental confusion and disorientation during this period, with the first week being the most severe, and it took about a month for him to recover to his full strength.

As Zhao Xuanzhen's true strength gradually increased, the backlash became less and less severe until it completely disappeared, allowing him to wield the power of the Eight Gods of the Divine Disc without any side effects.

Now that the threat from Tang San and Tang Hao has temporarily subsided, Teng She is also a top-tier fighter in the world even when fighting alone. At this stage, there are not many enemies in Douluo Continent who need Zhao Xuanzhen, the Master of Qimen, to fuse with the power of the Eight Gods. Moreover, more of the Eight Gods will awaken in the future.

Looking at the sickly January edition, Na'er stroked her chin with her jade-like hand and suddenly said, "Looking at you now, don't I look more powerful than you?"

"The things you're interested in are so weird!" Zhao Xuanzhen glared at her, annoyed.

He's not a vegetable, he's a fake!

Even if the Trisolarans were to cut him, it would still exceed the limit!

"It's okay, I'm super loyal. Even if I'm better than you, I'll still take care of you! Zhao Xuanzhen, you haven't eaten all morning, wait for me!"

Na'er skipped away, her long silver hair falling in and out. Zhao Xuanzhen watched the girl's carefree figure and shook his head helplessly.

A month flew by in the blink of an eye. Compared to resolving the Tang family father and son issue and obtaining the Golden Dragon King's Divine Core, being a sickly person for a month was nothing.

Zhao Xuanzhen fell into deep thought. Tang San had only lost a wisp of divine consciousness; his main body was playing games with other god kings from the divine realm, preparing to create a great god circle.

Given Tang San's vengeful nature, Zhao Xuanzhen simply couldn't believe he wouldn't drag the twelve God Kings of the Great God Circle into the fray.

Even with the twelve divine kings fighting side by side, Emperor Xuanzhen still had a headache. Moreover, in the era of the Dragon King Legend, one could only rely on oneself to condense a divine position and break through to become a god, and there was almost no shortcut such as inheriting the divine position of the previous generation.

"The Golden Dragon King's divine core is far from enough..."

Even if Zhao Xuanzhen absorbed every last drop of divine core energy, the difference between the peak Golden Dragon King and the five great God Kings of the Douluo God Realm would still be enormous.

Zhao Xuanzhen did not want to follow the old path of Tang Wulin and eventually become the next Golden Dragon King. Therefore, the Golden Dragon King Divine Core suppressed by the Eight Gates of the Human Plate could only be one of the cornerstones under his future divine position!

"I'm back!"

Before she arrived, her voice preceded her. As Na'er hurriedly pushed open the door, Zhao Xuan was truly pondering how to obtain the inexhaustible energy needed to create a divine position surpassing that of the Golden Dragon King.

Hearing the noise, Zhao Xuanzhen had just propped himself up halfway when the girl had already expertly moved to the head of the bed, clutching an extra-large thermos in her hand.

The thermos slowly opened, releasing a cloud of white steam. The curled cuttlefish tentacles held amber-colored broth, and on the sea of ​​porridge, red shrimp resembled crescent-shaped boats moored. The golden gauze woven from scallop silk was dyed a rosy hue by crab roe, making it indescribably tempting at first glance.

A wave of steam rose onto his chin, and Zhao Xuanzhen exclaimed in surprise, "Not bad! It looks quite appetizing. Did you make this?"

"Of course, Queen Na'er is both scholarly and martial, equally at home in the hall and the kitchen!" the girl said proudly.

"A surprise test: how to distinguish between salt and sugar without tasting them with your mouth."

"Uh ⊙⊙!"

Na'er was stunned for a moment, and after a long while she stammered, "I confess, the seafood porridge made by the chef of the Spirit Pagoda looked pretty good, so I served it over."

"But!" the girl suddenly changed the subject, emphasizing, "I participated in the process of bringing it to you, so even if I didn't do anything special, I still put in the effort!"

"Okay, hard work."

Zhao Xuanzhen smiled and praised her, saying that Na'er hadn't entered the kitchen in the past four years. She didn't produce the food; she was just a food delivery person!

"hey-hey!"

Na'er was overjoyed. She ladled a full bowl of seafood porridge into the celadon bowl, dodged Zhao Xuanzhen's hand that was about to take the bowl, and volunteered, "Seeing how badly you are injured and on the verge of death, I'll feed you!"

"My injuries are severe and I'm on the verge of death... Am I really that badly off?"

Zhao Xuanzhen squinted as he retorted, but his body betrayed him by opening his mouth.

Na'er sat on the edge of the bed, scooped up a spoonful of thick porridge, crab meat coated in translucent rice paste, tender red shrimp peeking out from among the emerald green celery shavings, and a triumphant smile curved her rosy lips as she spoke in a gentle tone as if coaxing a child:

"My little darling, Mommy's feeding you, ah—"

"you……"

Zhao Xuanzhen's eyes widened instantly; he knew Na'er had ill intentions!

However, Na'er quickly stuffed the porcelain spoon into Zhao Xuanzhen's mouth, physically interrupting his rant.

"Don't let it get cold, eat it quickly, eat it quickly!"

After being force-fed three large mouthfuls by Na'er, Zhao Xuanzhen seriously suspected that this girl was trying to choke him to death.

After the initial laughter and playfulness, Na'er became serious, slowly feeding Zhao Xuanzhen spoonful by spoonful, her smile as clear as snow, as she murmured:

"The chef said the crabs and shrimp were caught this morning, they still smell of seawater, they're incredibly fresh. The congee oil is made with lots of seafood specialties from Donghai City, it smells especially fragrant, perfect for someone injured like you!"

As Zhao Xuanzhen ate his porridge, he glanced at Na'er out of the corner of his eye. The beam of light projected a semi-transparent image of the girl. Na'er lowered her eyes and blew on the porridge, her nose trembling slightly, as if she were smelling the aroma of seafood.

He could clearly see the craving on Na'er's face, and the tip of her tongue that reached for the spoon several times, only to restrain itself at the last moment.

"Na'er, you don't have to endure it so much. If you want to eat, we can eat together. I can do it myself..."

Zhao Xuanzhen's expression was complicated, as if he was afraid that Na'er's saliva would drip down.

"I won't eat it, you idiot!" Na'er stood firm on her principles.

"It is better to benefit the community than to benefit oneself, and it is better to share happiness than to enjoy it alone."

"Hmm... I'll feed you first, then you can taste it!"

Na'er's bottom line is meant to be broken!

"Hiss~ The point is that your spoon keeps hitting my teeth..." Zhao Xuanzhen finally couldn't help but tell the truth.

“Don’t talk while eating!”

Na'er glared fiercely, but the tips of her ears turned a rosy red, just like shrimp.

With his objections ignored, Zhao Xuanzhen had no choice but to continue accepting Na'er's feeding. Amidst the clinking of the porcelain spoon, the tiny beads of sweat on the girl's nose were more distinct than the glistening grains of rice in the bowl.

"This is my first time taking care of someone, I'm inexperienced, you can't treat me like a waitress..." Na'er protested softly.

Zhao Xuanzhen smiled silently. He had never really blamed her; it was more of a teasing remark.

To be honest, Zhao Xuanzhen was always grateful that he made the right choice that night four years ago, inviting Na'er to join the Spirit Pagoda.

She was like a flame, making his life bright and colorful.

After two bowls, Zhao Xuanzhen called a halt, indicating that he was full. Na'er, holding the remaining half-full bucket of seafood porridge, excitedly devoured it.

Na'er had her eye on the delicious seafood porridge in the kitchen early in the morning, but Zhao Xuanzhen suddenly became unwell, so she served all the porridge, hoping to help him recover as soon as possible.

"Jingle Bell--"

The bell suddenly rang, and the screen of the soul guide communicator displayed the words "Teacher".

“Xuanzhen”.

Pressing the answer button, Leng Yaozhu's gentle voice came from the other end.

"Na'er said you slept until noon. Are you feeling unwell, or did you overwork yourself at the beach?"

"It's nothing, I was just tired yesterday, so I took a day off," Zhao Xuanzhen said casually.

"Yes, it would be good to take a day off during the holiday."

Leng Yaozhu pressed her soul-guided communicator to her ear. Zhao Xuanzhen, always diligent and hardworking, had never neglected his cultivation. Suddenly, scenes from the beach chair flashed through his mind. Could it be that he was tired because...?