Golden Dragon's Attraction

"Is this martial soul... a dragon?"

The two female teachers stared in shock at the golden phantom behind Chen Yan. Its horns resembled a deer's, its head a camel's, its eyes a rabbit's, its neck a snake's, its belly a mirage clam's, its scales a fish's, its claws an eagle's, its paws a tiger's, and its ears an ox's. Though it was only a phantom, it made their martial souls feel oppressed.

This was clearly a top-tier martial soul! And judging by the fluctuations of soul power, it was undoubtedly Innate Full Soul Power.

Inside Chen Yan's spiritual world, he too stared in shock at the Golden Dragon before him. Beautiful words slipped from his mouth.

"Holy shit, a Five-Clawed Golden Dragon!"

The golden Eastern dragon coiled above the sea of his spirit, its two eyes quietly watching Chen Yan as the golden dragon whiskers on either side swayed without wind.

Chen Yan suddenly realized that this might be his martial soul! If so, then as long as he kept a low profile, couldn't he lie low until the God Realm returned ten thousand years later?

And if he built a good relationship with Tang Wulin, then with his strength by then, wouldn't becoming a Level One God be a sure thing?

Uh, no, that wasn't right. It seemed the fourth part had been ghostwritten, and its settings differed from the third part. There was no telling whether the future would turn out that way. Still, the overall direction should be the same, right? Uh... maybe?

Chen Yan's thoughts ran wild. By the time he came back to himself, he had already withdrawn from the sea of his spirit.

Outside, two pairs of huge eyes were staring straight at him without blinking.

Seeing Chen Yan looking at them awkwardly, the middle-aged beauty quickly composed herself and casually punched the younger female teacher on the head.

"Ugh! That hurts!"

A squat, a hand over her head, and pitiful whining—all in one smooth motion.

The beautiful woman did not spare her a glance. Instead, she crouched down and stroked Chen Yan's head.

"Little Yan, congratulations! Your Innate Soul Power is level ten~"

These days, level ten really was not worth much. Although level ten Innate Soul Power could still be called talented, it was far inferior to the Innate Full Soul Power of ten thousand years ago, much less that of twenty thousand years ago.

A genius nowadays was judged by the quality of their martial soul. That was the key to whether a soul master could travel far and well down the path of soul mastery!

Without question, Chen Yan met that condition. In other words, his future was filled with limitless possibilities!

In the monitoring room, the orphanage director silently watched the scene alongside a soldier with stars on his shoulders.

After a long while, the soldier finally spoke.

"This child has excellent talent. The military will continue to keep an eye on his information..."

After a pause, he continued.

"Also, raise his training level to the highest tier."

Spirit Pagoda Headquarters, Shrek City

In a spacious room, a flash of seven-colored light vanished from the purple-eyed girl's gaze. She rose and bowed to the woman before her.

"I'm sorry, Teacher. My family suddenly sent a summons, so I may not be able to attend classes for the next few days."

The woman before her possessed a face as flawless as jade and a temperament as fiery as flame—passionate yet charming, breathtakingly beautiful, and brimming with the vitality of the sun. She was none other than the Spirit Pagoda's vice tower master—Sky Phoenix Douluo Leng Yaozhu!

"Is that so? Then go. If you encounter any difficulties, tell Teacher."

"Alright, thank you, Teacher."

"Mm."

Leng Yaozhu nodded slightly and watched the silver-haired girl leave.

As she stepped out of the headquarters, an extended luxury car arrived just in time. She opened the door and got in directly.

"Master!"

The girl nodded and gave her order.

"Head west."

"Yes."

The scenery outside the window flashed past, but it could not conceal the complexity in her eyes.

Was it... him?

"Little Yan, take a look. These soul spirits are all quite suitable for you. Which one do you like? We'll buy it right away!"

After asking Chen Yan about his understanding of his martial soul and testing its attributes as well as the age limit he could withstand, the older female teacher brought him to the Spirit Pagoda and asked the staff for a batch of information on soul spirits suitable for Chen Yan's martial soul.

Holding a stack of papers, Chen Yan sighed at how wealthy the Spirit Pagoda truly was while carefully flipping through them.

Most were subdragon soul spirits with strength-oriented attributes, along with a small number of snake-type soul spirits. There were other kinds as well, of course, but far fewer.

Chen Yan looked through them for quite a while before finally deciding that an earth dragon would be best. Choosing one would make it easier to evolve quickly in the future. Although snake-type soul spirits looked more like Chinese dragons, their bloodlines were ultimately far too lacking. It would probably take much longer for his martial soul to influence them.

"Aunt Yang, I choose this one!"

"This soul spirit?"

The beautiful woman carefully read through the Spirit Pagoda's introduction to it.

"A Golden Armor Dragon, a mutated Iron Armor Dragon?"

"Its strength and quality are both decent. Fine, this one it is!"

She paid without hesitation, then took Chen Yan's hand as he held the soul spirit ball and led him away.

Inside the orphanage's cultivation room, Chen Yan looked through the small sphere at the Golden Armor Dragon within.

As an earth dragon, it was undoubtedly exceptional.

Its entire body was covered in thick, dark golden scales. Its limbs were powerful, its tail long and strong, and its age of six hundred and seventy years further demonstrated its excellence.

Other than the scales, though, it looked rather like a giant lizard.

"Then, let's begin..."

Once she saw that Chen Yan had observed it long enough, Aunt Yang spoke.

"Mm, okay!"

"Then relax your body. I'll guide your soul power through one cycle first. Feel it carefully, then slowly learn to control the flow of your soul power yourself."

Aunt Yang pressed both hands against Chen Yan's back. Gentle soul power entered his body through his back, flowed along the body's meridians, and finally formed a complete cycle.

"Do as I taught you before. Guide your soul power into the soul spirit ball and let it merge with the soul spirit."

"Yes."

Chen Yan opened his heart and began to meditate. Unlike Tang Wulin, Chen Yan had already begun learning meditation techniques before turning six.

This was something exclusive to many great clans and high-level soul masters. It allowed their children to have a higher starting point and a better future.

Chen Yan silently circulated his soul power and poured it into the soul spirit ball. The power of his martial soul was released as well, carrying a trace of Dragon Might that frightened the Golden Armor Dragon into lowering its head, too afraid to move.

In this way, Chen Yan's soul power quickly merged with the soul spirit. During the fusion with the Golden Armor Dragon, its dark golden scales became thicker and more lustrous, taking on a metallic texture. Its body grew more slender, while its limbs shortened somewhat. More precisely, it was changing in the direction of an Eastern dragon.

Chen Yan's martial soul revealed itself once more at that moment, raising its dragon head high and unleashing the majesty of a dragon.

His soul power fluctuated violently as the soul spirit's power entered his body through the soul spirit ball, expanding his meridians and making them tougher. It then gathered in his dantian, accumulating there and compressing his soul power into something denser within the limited space.

Clang~

Chen Yan felt a faint sound echo from within his body. The restraint inside him shattered with the sound, and his soul power rose to a new level, continuing to climb rapidly.

The soul spirit had already transformed into a ball of light and entered Chen Yan's forehead. A dark yellow soul ring slowly condensed beside him.

After a long while, the soul ring entered his body, and the fluctuations in his soul power subsided.

Aunt Yang looked at him with relief, a faint smile on her lips.

"Congratulations. You've become a level-twelve soul master!"