This Dragon King Wasn't Quite Right

Ten thousand years ago, a trident bearing vast divine might crashed down toward the Spirit Pagoda in Mingdu, capital of the Sun Moon Federation.

The Spirit Transferring Douluo of that generation, also the foremost person on the continent at the time, risked his life to block the blow.

He was the most dazzling genius on the continent in his day. He had broken through to Titled Douluo at eighteen and reached the Limit at twenty. Together with his companion, the Spirit Pagoda's Vice Pagoda Master, Spirit Ice Douluo, he founded the Spirit Pagoda and brought about a peaceful golden age in which humans and Soul Beasts coexisted.

But heaven did not grant his wishes. Just as the Spirit Transferring Douluo gathered the faith of all living beings across the continent, including humans, Soul Beasts, and Sea Soul Beasts, to become a god through Self-Created Godhood...

From above the heavens, a massive golden trident descended with enough divine might to obliterate Mingdu. Neither ten nor a hundred Level-Nine Soul Cannon Shells could hinder it in the slightest.

In the end, the Spirit Transferring Douluo stepped forward, burning everything he had and detonating his already-formed godhood. Only then did he stop the trident.

But the Spirit Transferring Douluo, who had brought about peaceful coexistence between humans and Soul Beasts, and his beloved, Winter Butterfly Douluo, both fell. Their deaths became the Douluo Continent's greatest regret, mourned by countless people.

Inside the Spirit Pagoda in Aolai City, a black-haired, black-eyed figure looked at its murals and history, his expression growing increasingly strange.

"Strange... I remember this was The Legend of the Dragon King... Where did this dump me? Is this even the Douluo Continent anymore?"

The child looked at the history of this familiar yet unfamiliar Douluo Continent, his eyes full of bewilderment. Why did it feel so wrong?

And who is this Spirit Transferring Douluo? Is he some senior transmigrator? Surely I didn't transmigrate ten thousand years into the past before, and now I've come back from the dead?

The child rubbed his chin and pondered for a moment, but soon it was his turn to awaken his Martial Soul.

When he arrived at the awakening hall, many children were already waiting there. But Chen Jianshu saw no Spirit Transmitter. Instead, a white Thousand-Year Spirit Demon Fox was there.

Once everyone had arrived, the little white fox got up and wagged her fluffy little tail. Several words suddenly popped up on the device around her neck.

"Hello, I'm the Spirit Transmitter in charge of awakening your Martial Souls. My name is Bai Bai."

A mechanical, electronic voice came from the translator, and the children all greeted her.

"Hello, Lady Spirit Transmitter!"

Chen Jianshu broke into a sweat at the sight. He hadn't expected a Soul Beast to awaken their Martial Souls, but when he thought about how Soul Beasts had been seen everywhere these past few years, he accepted it.

The group then followed Bai Bai's guidance and began awakening their Martial Souls. With the little fox's help, he awakened a multicolored card Martial Soul.

He stared at the card for a moment, looking at the projector inside it, which shimmered with multicolored light and resembled the one from Currency War, a six-character-title train game he'd played in his previous life.

But the projectors in the game came in two varieties, normal and perfect, blue and gold respectively. His, however, was multicolored.

Looking closely, he saw that this projector was called the Prismatic Flow Projector. It could perfectly replicate the corresponding target's Character Card, Noble Phantasm, equipment, and so on, regardless of star rating or disparity, but he only had one for now.

He also had another talent: an Innate Domain, something like the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger's Iron Male Arena—ah, no, the Life and Death Arena.

This domain could pull an opponent into his own domain battlefield, where he could place Character Cards he possessed to fight alongside him.

Or he could choose to enter the battlefield himself, using a Character Card's abilities or Noble Phantasm to fight until the stamina of the targets fighting at his side was depleted.

In addition, just like in the game, he could earn Gold Coins by completing battles, enter the shop to purchase Character Cards, assemble Synergies, and so on.

"Why do I still have to play Currency War after transmigrating? And a Douluo version of Currency War at that?"

He no longer knew how to complain about it. The adorably babyish little white fox tilted her head, then used her fluffy tail to bring him a crystal ball.

Chen Jianshu took the crystal ball, and in an instant, light spilled out in all directions. It was Innate Full Soul Power.

"Human, you have excellent talent. Join the Spirit Pagoda."

The little white fox gave a few soft yips, and the translator played the corresponding mechanical voice. He pondered for a moment, then nodded.

The biggest change in this world was the Spirit Pagoda. If he wanted to find out what had caused that change, he would certainly have to join it.

"All right, Senior Bai Bai. I'm willing to join the Spirit Pagoda."

"That's great. Wait for me over there while I register you."

The little white fox hopped onto the desk as she spoke. Her translator connected to the computer on the desk, and information began to flow between them. Soon, his information was pulled up.

Name: Chen Jianshu

Martial Soul: Card

Innate Soul Power: Level 10

Physique Strength: B

Spiritual Power Strength: 101 points, Spirit Connection Realm, S

Background: Aolai City orphanage, Level-Two Blacksmith, forging teacher Mang Tian.

Overall evaluation: S++, priority cultivation candidate, potential Divine Blacksmith, high Spiritual Power aptitude, Martial Soul suspected to have the Mental Attribute.

Looking at his data, Chen Jianshu was slightly surprised. They had even found out that he'd shamelessly pestered Mang Tian to teach him forging.

"All right, in a few days we'll send you to a major city for training. Keep an ear out for news."

The little white fox yawned. She had been stationed here for over a hundred years and was used to it; every now and then, a fairly good genius would turn up in a small city.

"All right, goodbye, Senior Bai Bai."

Chen Jianshu left after giving her his contact information. Once he was gone, the little white fox began printing out the next person's profile.

Name: Tang Wulin.

Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass.

Innate Soul Power: Level 3.

Physical Strength: A

Spiritual Power Strength: 15 points, C

Background: Child adopted by a retired pharmaceutical researcher and a Mecha Manufacturer in Aolai City.

Overall evaluation: C-, poor talent and Martial Soul, but a powerful physique. Suspected special bloodline, dragon type, of very high quality.

Bai Bai, the little white fox, recalled the faint heart-palpitating sensation in her bloodline when she had caught the black-haired little boy's scent, then uploaded the information.

Meanwhile, Chen Jianshu held a Spirit Pagoda handbook containing an introduction to the organization.

The Spirit Pagoda had two tower masters, four Vice Pagoda Masters, and eight Spirit Envoys.

The tower master on the human side was Xiao Yi, a Limit Douluo, Quasi-God, and Four-Word Battle Armor Master. His Martial Soul was the Soul-Calming Cauldron, and his title was Soul-Calming.

One Vice Pagoda Master was Qiangu Dongfeng, a Limit Douluo, Demigod, and Four-Word Battle Armor Master. His Martial Soul was the Coiling Dragon Staff, and his title was War Wind.

There was also Leng Yaozhu, a Level 98 Super Douluo and Four-Word Battle Armor Master. Her Martial Soul was Heavenly Phoenix, and her title was Heavenly Phoenix.

The four Spirit Envoys were Lin Hongchen, a Level 98 Super Douluo and Four-Word Battle Armor Master, whose Martial Soul was the Three-Legged Golden Toad and whose title was Golden Toad;

Illusory Brain Douluo Han Tianyi, a Level 98 Three-Word Battle Armor Master whose Martial Soul was Brain;

Heavenly Sage Douluo Xu Shengqun, a Level 97 Three-Word Battle Armor Master whose Martial Soul was the Heavenly Sage Void-Piercing Spear;

And Heavenly Flute Douluo Xiao Tian, a Level 97 Three-Word Battle Armor Master whose Martial Soul was the Heavenly Instrument Flute.

As Chen Jianshu read the introduction to the Spirit Pagoda's upper ranks, his brow furrowed deeper and deeper. Why is this different from what I read in the novel?

Shouldn't the Spirit Pagoda's tower master be Qiangu Dongfeng at this point? How did it become this Xiao Yi I've never heard of?

The Soul-Calming Cauldron Martial Soul... What connection does he have to Xiao Xiao from ten thousand years ago? Then there were the others. Han Tianyi, originally a Vice Pagoda Master, had become a Spirit Envoy, and he didn't recognize any of the others at all.

Next came the Soul Beast side's positions in the Spirit Pagoda, as follows:

Spirit Pagoda tower master, Federal Council President, Honorary Temple Master of the War God Temple, head of Star Dou Advanced Soul Master Academy, Honorary President of the Blacksmith Association, Honorary President of the Mecha Manufacturing Association, Honorary President of the Mecha Design Association, foremost Ferocious Beast on the continent, the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King with 900,000 years of cultivation, the Star Dou Beast God, Di Tian, the pinnacle of Quasi-Gods.

Staring at the densely packed honorary titles, Chen Jianshu narrowed his eyes. Is this right? Old Di actually became the Spirit Pagoda's tower master, a federal council member, the War God Temple's Honorary Temple Master, and Honorary President of all those associations?

Next were the Vice Pagoda Masters.

The Lord of the Far North, Vice Pagoda Master of the Snow Empress City branch, the 700,000-year Heavenly Snow Woman, Snow Empress, a Quasi-God who could unleash peak Quasi-God combat strength on her home ground in the Far North;

And the Vice Pagoda Master of the Mingdu Spirit Pagoda, the 800,000-year-old Evil Emperor, a peak Quasi-God whose Spiritual Power had transformed into divine consciousness and reached the Divine Origin Realm.

The two respectively held down the Spirit Pagodas in the Far North and Mingdu. The Evil Emperor was even hailed as the continent's strongest computational system, with a grasp on countless vital channels of information.

There were even Evil Eye brand phones on the market. They were said to be highly intelligent; all one had to do was call out "Classmate Evil Eye" to use them.

Next came the Spirit Envoys on the Soul Beast side: Bi Ji, the 600,000-year-old Demigod queen of the Emerald Swans, and the Myriad Demon King, the 500,000-year-old king of the Demon Eye Devil Trees and a False Demigod.

Xiong Jun, the 500,000-year-old king of the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bears, was a Limit Douluo and False Demigod who could unleash a Demigod's combat strength. The Ice Empress, a 400,000-year-old Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion, was comparable to a Level 98 Super Douluo, but in the Far North, her combat strength was equivalent to a False Demigod's.

The Ferocious Beasts' lineup made his scalp tingle. Why are so many Ferocious Beasts still here? Didn't many of them ascend with Huo Yuhao?

Why are the Ice Empress and the Evil Emperor still here? More absurdly, the Spirit Pagoda also had an honorary tower master.

She was Di Qiu'er, a 25,000-year-old Three-Eyed Golden Lion. She was said to be the Soul Beast side's image ambassador, the founder and Gourmet Association President, and an ambassador promoting peace between humans and beasts.

"Is this world still The Legend of the Dragon King? Why does it feel so wrong?"

A question mark appeared over Chen Jianshu's head. His heart was full of countless questions he couldn't answer, but he knew that all of this was probably connected to the so-called first-generation Spirit Pagoda tower master.

But no one knew his title. The world knew only that he was the Spirit Pagoda's tower master, the Father of Battle Armor and Mecha, the First-Generation Divine Blacksmith, and the first Divine-Level Mecha Design and manufacturing master.

In any case, reading about all this made his scalp tingle. He just didn't know whether, with The Legend of the Dragon King changed so much, he would still meet Tang Wulin and the Silver Dragon King.

Hopefully everything will get a little more interesting. With that thought, he headed to Mang Tian's workshop to take the advancement assessment for Level-Three Blacksmith.

He had long been capable of advancing to Level-Three Blacksmith, but he hadn't awakened his Soul Power at the time, and his body couldn't withstand Thousand Refinement. Now that he had completed Thousand Refinement, he officially became a Level-Three Blacksmith.

Mang Tian couldn't help marveling that he was a genius the forging world might see only once in ten thousand years, perhaps even comparable to the first-generation Spirit Pagoda tower master.

The very next day, he was sent to school. At Red Mountain Junior Academy, he hardly spoke to anyone, cultivating at his seat instead, which made him seem exceptionally aloof.

But because of his Innate Full Soul Power aptitude, no one dared provoke him, and he was happy to enjoy the peace and quiet.

After school, Tang Wulin was still stuffing himself in the cafeteria because he was hungry. As a result, many of his classmates gave him the nickname Super Glutton Grass for the future.

As for Chen Jianshu, he was already preparing to lure the little silver dragon fish. He just didn't know whether he would still meet the Silver Dragon King on a Douluo Continent that had changed so much.

He immediately used his savings to buy some Chicken Fork Bones as bait, then headed for the nearby Red Mountain Park.

With his Spirit Connection Realm Spiritual Power, he quickly found a silver-white figure, and his curiosity was immediately piqued.

"The plot's already gone so far off the rails. Will a little Silver Dragon King still spawn here on schedule?"

Or is this the world's powerful corrective force? Forget it. Let's see if I can get some benefits from this little silver dragon, like using the Projector to copy the Silver Dragon King's Character Card and Noble Phantasm.

He immediately put his plan into action. First, he walked past with a bag of fragrant Chicken Fork Bones. The rich aroma immediately attracted the bewildered silver-white figure in the park.

Chen Jianshu walked over and met the eyes of the dirty, silver-haired girl. Though filthy, the little girl was exceptionally delicate.

Then he began the next step. He had no particular intention of luring the little silver dragon home; after all, he didn't have the Golden Dragon King Bloodline and probably couldn't lure her back. As long as he could use the Projector to copy her abilities, that would be enough.

"Little one, what are you doing here?"

He immediately put on a gentle smile, reached out to stroke the little girl's head, and asked.

The little girl stared longingly at the fragrant bag in his hand, but when she heard his question, she shook her head in confusion.

"I don't know..."

Her voice was soft and sweet, seemingly full of bewilderment. At the same time, an ill-timed gurgle sounded, bringing a flush of pink to the girl's cheeks. She seemed terribly embarrassed.

"Are you hungry? I happened to buy an extra box of Chicken Fork Bones. Would you like some?"

Seeing this, Chen Jianshu handed her a box of Chicken Fork Bones and asked. The little girl seemed somewhat flattered and asked timidly:

"May I?"

"Go ahead. It's just a box of Chicken Fork Bones. Sit on the bench over there and eat."

He waved a hand dismissively. Once she had his permission, the little girl dug in.

The two sat on a park bench as Na'er polished off one box of Chicken Fork Bones, then two, three, and four. This was the fifth, and Chen Jianshu broke into a sweat.

But this was just the chance he needed. While she was engrossed in eating, he summoned his Martial Soul, and a card radiating multicolored light appeared.

He then pressed the card against the little girl's forehead. Feeling the touch, she immediately looked up at him in confusion, her purple eyes full of innocent puzzlement.