Lu Jun Freely Mooches Off the Spirit Pagoda

After the assessment ended, Leng Yulai immediately led Lu Jun and Gu Yue Na away.

"All right, the assessment is over. Next, you should go do whatever you need to do."

Leng Yulai looked at the two of them.

"The most important thing for you now is to cultivate diligently. Don't let your minds wander over anything else. My sister and I will handle it."

"Understood."

Lu Jun nodded.

"Then I'll go meditate and cultivate in my private training room first."

"I'll go too." Gu Yue Na followed.

"Fine. I'll call you when there's news." Leng Yulai looked at the two children fondly and raised a hand to ruffle their hair.

She then let them head to their private training room.

Along the way, Gu Yue Na stayed behind Lu Jun, maintaining neither too great nor too small a distance.

She remained silent, her gaze occasionally falling on Lu Jun before quickly shifting away.

Walking ahead, Lu Jun occasionally glanced at the windows along the corridor. Through the glass, he could see the scenery outside, and countless thoughts filled his mind.

In this era, the so-called Holy Spirit Cult's Evil Soul Masters no longer existed.

Without Evil Soul Masters around, there should have been far fewer troubles.

But there were still plenty of crises ahead.

For instance, the invasion of the Abyss Plane.

And Tang Hao, who had already become the Douluo Star Plane, along with Tang San's mother within the Life Core.

The entire Douluo Star was still caught in the throes of disaster.

As for who caused it...

Don't ask.

Lu Jun scratched his head, looking somewhat anxious.

Not only was he being watched by the ambitious Qiangu Dongfeng now, but the Tang Sect was also plotting in the shadows.

Trouble within and without.

But Leng Yulai was right. What mattered most to him now was making the most of his time to cultivate.

None of those matters had anything to do with him.

Surely the Spirit Pagoda would protect him well.

Even Qiangu Dongfeng wouldn't target him so openly... right?

At that thought, Lu Jun's footsteps gradually slowed before finally coming to a stop.

Gu Yue Na, who had been following behind him absentmindedly, failed to notice that he had stopped and continued forward at the same pace.

Only when her forehead lightly bumped into Lu Jun's back did she suddenly snap out of it.

Gu Yue Na let out a soft cry and instinctively rubbed her forehead.

Hearing the sound, Lu Jun immediately turned around.

"Are you okay?"

Gu Yue Na gently shook her head.

"I'm fine. I was distracted and didn't notice you had stopped."

Lu Jun fell silent for a moment before saying,

"...Thank you."

"For what?" Gu Yue Na did not understand what he meant.

"I'm thanking you for saving my life in the Spirit Ascension Platform."

Whenever Lu Jun recalled the accident they had encountered in the Spirit Ascension Platform, his scalp still tingled.

"If you hadn't led me away, I probably would have fallen into the Tang Sect's hands by now. I don't even know how they would have treated me."

Gu Yue Na's eyes flickered slightly at his words, as though she felt somewhat uncomfortable.

This was the first time Lu Jun had spoken so much to her.

"It was nothing. In that situation, anyone would have done the same."

"Besides, if you hadn't stepped in to stall them at the crucial moment, we probably wouldn't have held out long enough to leave the Spirit Ascension Platform."

"During that accident, the two of us worked well together. We couldn't have escaped alive without either one of us."

"So you don't need to thank me."

"No, they were after me. You could have run away on your own, but you chose to take me with you. If it weren't for you, I might really have been finished."

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Lu Jun's lips.

"I'll treat you to dinner tonight."

"Sure." This time, Gu Yue Na did not refuse.

She could not help feeling quite pleased inside.

He thanked me, and he even wants to treat me to dinner.

According to what people say online, this should count as a very good friendship, right?

The Good Friend Battle Royale plan has finally made progress!

Compared to Gu Yue Na's inner fantasies, Lu Jun merely did not want to owe her anything.

Right now, all he wanted was to cultivate diligently and grow stronger.

Women would only affect the speed at which he drew his sword.

Especially when he did not have the Golden Dragon King Bloodline—did he really think he could court the Silver Dragon King?

Dream on.

He did not want to put in all that effort, only to leave Gu Yue Na with the impression that he was a good person. Then, when she encountered Tang Wulin and sensed the Golden Dragon King Bloodline inside him, she would eagerly run over and get together with him.

Wouldn't that make him a clown?

Or a simp?

At the thought of that possibility, Lu Jun shuddered and repeatedly shook his head.

Too terrifying!

Being a highly rational person, he put away any such thoughts.

When Lu Jun arrived at the entrance to the training room, he still looked somewhat dazed.

He took out his ID card.

"Beep. Identity verification successful."

A mechanical voice sounded, and the heavy metal door silently slid open.

The training room was unimaginably spacious. The entire room simulated the environment of the Extreme North, and its market value was enough to buy a small city.

This was also the training room he visited most often.

The contribution points it consumed were simply too expensive. Fortunately, over the past three years, Leng Yaozhu had been helping him pay for the contribution points, allowing him to mooch off her.

Lu Jun approached the control panel and habitually prepared to swipe his card to deduct contribution points.

But when he inserted his ID card into the slot, a line of text popped up on the screen.

"Hmm?"

He looked at the words, frowning in confusion. He tried several more times, but the result remained the same.

Just then, a uniformed staff member hurried over upon hearing the commotion.

"My lord, is there anything I can help you with?"

Lu Jun pointed at the screen. "Why weren't my contribution points deducted? Is the system malfunctioning?"

Upon seeing Lu Jun's identity, the staff member froze for a moment before revealing a respectful smile.

"Lord Spirit Transfer Envoy, you have the highest level of authority. According to the Pagoda Master's new rules issued this morning, using any facility will not consume your contribution points."

"Any facility?" Lu Jun raised a brow.

"Yes, including the Simulated Training Zone, Spirit Soul fusion areas, and so on..." The staff member listed them as if reciting treasures. "All of them are free and require no contribution points."

Lu Jun's fingertips unconsciously tapped against the control console.

Only people on Leng Yaozhu's level could enjoy privileges of this degree, right?

Then again, that was not quite right. Once one reached that realm, it hardly mattered whether they had such resources or not.

Especially Leng Yaozhu. She was already a Four-Word Dou Armor Master, so she had even less need for them.

What exactly was that old fox Qiangu Dongfeng plotting by doing this for him?

He was trying to fatten him up.

"I understand. Thank you."

After the staff member left, Lu Jun immediately activated the training room's soundproof barrier.

He sat cross-legged on the ice but did not immediately begin cultivating. Instead, he took out that Spirit Transfer Envoy badge from his chest.

"Smothering me with praise, huh? I just hope I can resist the temptation."

Lu Jun knew that, in the original story, the Spirit Pagoda was not unified internally either. They all had their own factions.

Leng Yaozhu and Qiangu Dongfeng were not on the same side.

"I will never betray my teacher."

Lu Jun closed his eyes and began cultivating within this Mimicry Environment.

"Since things have come to this, I should just cultivate first."

Meanwhile, in a room on the top floor of the Spirit Pagoda.

Qiangu Dongfeng looked at Lu Jun's comprehensive data on the screen and revealed a meaningful smile.

"A genius. He really is a genius."

"Unfortunately, geniuses who have not yet fully matured are always prone to dying young."