The Three Little Ones Bravely Enter Heaven Dou City, Revive My Lover

# Chapter 26: Three Youths Boldly Storm Heaven Dou City, Revive My Lover (4K)

Eastsea City Spirit Pagoda.

Dusk crept across the window lattice, dark red light rippling across his retinas like sharp thorns piercing his nerves. Amid the hollow ringing in his ears, Zhao Xuanzhen opened his eyes, and from deep within his skull came a fine cracking sound, as if someone were repeatedly chiseling at his brain with an ice cone.

The mental backlash persisted—this was the price of a Soul Elder fusing with a quasi-god, lasting a full month, with the first week being the most severe.

"Creak—"

The doorknob turned, and the door was pushed open from outside. Zhao Xuanzhen saw a figure stepping through the blood-red sunset: a large bald head, a burly frame, a thick layer of iron-gray dragon scales covering his body, sturdy claws on both hands, and a trace of a cold smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Guang Long?"

He recognized the visitor in an instant. The next moment, the porcelain cup on the table exploded into dust under the burst of wind pressure. Zhao Xuanzhen's afterimage tore through the air as he spun around. Guang Long opened his mouth, but before his words could escape, they were cut off by the sudden attack!

With a dull thud, Guang Long's spine slammed heavily into the mahogany table. White paper scattered like startled butterflies fluttering between their sleeves. Zhao Xuanzhen bent his knee to pin down Guang Long's struggling hands, his left hand gripping the throat, his right hand raised high, fingers gleaming with a dazzling dark gold as a sharp, fierce aura erupted outward!

Darkgold Fearclaw!

Zhao Xuanzhen had no idea why Guang Long had appeared here, and he was even quite surprised—this guy should have been locked up in the Eastsea City Spirit Pagoda's dark room, repeatedly tortured by those stewards trying to curry favor with high-level disciples for promotions.

The reason didn't matter. Zhao Xuanzhen didn't mind sending the Guang brothers to reunite!

As the Darkgold Fearclaw descended, confusion and shock exploded in Guang Long's suddenly constricted pupils. In that instant, it seemed as if another person's silhouette overlapped with Guang Long's.

A young girl with black hair and black eyes, tall and slender, with a lovely face. That silhouette pierced through the fog shrouding his mind, and the violent Darkgold Fearclaw froze at the critical point where it was about to touch her jade-like skin.

Reality and illusion clashed fiercely. Zhao Xuanzhen could feel the frantic pulse beneath his fingertips, the light spots cast by the sun shifting across the girl's face as her outline slowly became clear.

"Gu Yue..."

Zhao Xuanzhen realized who it was. The hallucination from the mental backlash had made him mistake Gu Yue for Guang Long, nearly gouging out the Silver Dragon King's supreme bone!

"Cough... cough..."

Gu Yue's swan-like neck was clamped in Zhao Xuanzhen's grip, her body heat burning through his palm through the thin shirt. Butterfly-wing-shaped bruises rose on her pale skin, and her face showed shock and pain, her coughs mixed with faint, broken breaths.

"Zhao Xuanzhen, Aunt Leng brought snacks—come try some!"

Just as Zhao Xuanzhen was about to let go, Na'er burst in with fierce and fiery energy. But the moment she saw the scene in the room, she froze on the spot, the snacks in her hands spilling to the floor.

Her delicate body trembling, Na'er pointed at the two from afar, her voice tearing at the heart:

"Zhao Xuanzhen, didn't we agree it was just pretend?!"

With that, Na'er transformed into a silver whirlwind, forcefully separating the two. Then she glared fiercely at Gu Yue, her silver eyes blinking wildly. You're not human!

Na'er had spent four years with Zhao Xuanzhen, growing up together as childhood sweethearts. She didn't think Zhao Xuanzhen was twisted enough to make a move on Gu Yue, whom he'd only met two days ago, so it had to be Gu Yue's fault!

Five cents a pound of rotten cabbage trying to seduce the plump little pig I've raised so well!

Faced with Na'er's accusatory gaze, Gu Yue understood for the first time what it meant to suffer an unforeseen disaster. She had indeed planned to get closer to Zhao Xuanzhen and take things slowly, but she hadn't even acted yet!

Her left foot had just stepped through the door, her toes hadn't even touched the ground, and she was instantly subdued, twisted around, and pinned to the table!

"I had a bit of a mishap during cultivation..."

Zhao Xuanzhen began to apologize, quickly and concisely explaining the general situation, omitting secrets like the Soaring Serpent and Tang San's Divine Sense, only saying that last night's meditation had gone wrong, leaving him a bit dazed. If he didn't explain clearly, the two Silver Dragon King half-bodies would start fighting!

"You looked really bad at noon. Are you sure you don't want to see a healing system soul master?"

The grief and accusation in Na'er's eyes slowly faded, replaced by a look of concern as she gazed at Zhao Xuanzhen.

"No need. It'll heal on its own in a few days."

A healing system soul master's examination would be useless. At the root of it, Zhao Xuanzhen was still too weak—a Soul Elder couldn't bear the might of the Eight Deceitful Gods.

"Sorry, Gu Yue, for dragging you into this unforeseen disaster." Zhao Xuanzhen apologized again.

The redness at Gu Yue's ears hadn't faded as she used both hands to straighten her wrinkled clothes. With her proud personality, she should have been furious and stormed out, but her peripheral vision caught Na'er's tense pretty face.

Seeing the unexpected scene between Zhao Xuanzhen and Gu Yue, Na'er's emotions had shifted dramatically, her panic obvious.

This incident had both gains and losses. The last trace of doubt in Gu Yue's heart vanished completely. She was now fully certain that Zhao Xuanzhen was the person Na'er cared about most.

As long as she lost him emotionally—if Zhao Xuanzhen ruthlessly abandoned her, or if Na'er watched helplessly as he grew close to someone else and distanced himself from her—Na'er's humanity would collapse entirely. Then Gu Yue could act directly, forcibly devouring Na'er without human interference, transforming into the complete Silver Dragon King!

With that thought, Gu Yue's angry face suddenly softened into a kind and gentle expression. She said warmly, "It's fine. Every soul master has off days. You didn't mean to attack me. Don't dwell on it."

Gu Yue clasped her hands behind her back, as if trying to hide the red bruises on her wrists. A gentle smile appeared on her pretty face, her understanding demeanor making Zhao Xuanzhen sigh inwardly. Gu Yue's really a good person!

"Something's off... nine-tenths off..."

Na'er caught a subtle scent in the air, her gaze fixed sharply on Gu Yue, filled with intense vigilance and suspicion.

Confess honestly—what are you up to!

Finding an angle only Na'er could see, Gu Yue shot back a cold smile. Let me tell you—there's a gap between half-bodies too!

Na'er ground her teeth. This Gu Yue, who had found a new path, was even harder to deal with than the old, ambition-driven one!

Her delicate hand gathering her black hair, which Zhao Xuanzhen had mussed and bent, Gu Yue's lips curled slightly. She was starting to like this feeling.

Step by step, she would build a good image in Zhao Xuanzhen's heart, claim a supreme status, and make Na'er watch helplessly as the person important to her drifted away into another's arms!

Gu Yue's eyes shimmered with excitement. She could already see the near future: Na'er kneeling in despair, her humanity crumbling to dust, like a puppet waiting to be devoured!

To achieve the Silver Dragon King and reach the top of the Spirit Pagoda, Zhao Xuanzhen must belong to me!

"I am the Soul Beast Overlord, the hope of the Soul Beast Clan's vengeance, with a mind as unbreakable as steel! I will certainly not act on true feelings like that foolish Na'er, using him up and then discarding him!"

Gu Yue silently made her vow.

On the other side, the innocent Zhao Xuanzhen looked out the window at the sky, calculated the time, and spoke: "Na'er, I need to go to Heaven Dou City to deliver a letter for Old Han. Are you coming with me, or staying in Eastsea City for a few more days?"

"Of course I'll go with you!"

Na'er answered without hesitation; she was used to having Zhao Xuanzhen by her side.

"Can I come along?" Gu Yue volunteered herself. "The final exam is over, and Eastsea Academy has a month off. I don't have much to do during this time, so I might as well go to Heaven Dou City with you two.

We're all disciples of the Spirit Transmission Tower, future comrades in battle. I'm new here, so this is a good chance to get to know you both.

Na'er even said before that the three of us carry the Tower's high hopes and should be close and seamless with each other."

"Wait, did I say that..."

Na'er rubbed her chin, trying to recall. Oh dear, it seemed she actually had!

"Alright, then let's go together."

After all, he had lost control and hurt her before, so Zhao Xuanzhen carried a trace of guilt. Besides, what Gu Yue said made sense, and he was also very interested in learning more about this Silver Dragon King Half Body from a different time.

A spontaneous trip—half an hour later, the three arrived at the Eastsea City Soul Guide Train Station.

Eastsea City was a famous seaside tourist destination, and the train station was packed with people. Yet the three still stood out like cranes among chickens, drawing countless eyes.

Soul Masters developed much faster than ordinary people. Gu Yue and Na'er, though young, were already graceful and upright, with slender figures—absolute peerless beauties in the making.

Black and silver stood in opposition, but upon closer look, there seemed to be a faint, elusive similarity between them. Occasionally, when they turned back, the subtle expressions on their faces were exactly the same.

The balance point between black and white was equally eye-catching. Zhao Xuanzhen's handsome features swept across the crowd, his thick black eyelashes the kind girls would envy for their density and length. His temperament was also unique—warm like jade, a modest gentleman.

"Lucky us, we caught the latest train."

After buying the Soul Guide Train tickets, the three headed to the ticket gate. During this process, Zhao Xuanzhen took out his Soul Guide Communicator, found Leng Yaozhu's chat window, and began typing a message.

Teacher, I, Na'er, and Gu Yue are heading to Heaven Dou City. We'll return to the Spirit Transmission Tower Headquarters in a few days. Don't worry, I'm wearing the Phoenix Pendant and will remember to check in every day. (Heart)(Heart)(Heart)

Sent successfully. Zhao Xuanzhen put away the Soul Guide Communicator, choosing not to meet Leng Yaozhu in person to say goodbye. His complexion wasn't looking great right now, and he was afraid she would worry too much and lose her composure.

Normally, the probability of an accident on a Soul Guide Train was extremely low. Not everyone was a Train Killer, after all. Besides, Zhao Xuanzhen had the Phoenix Pendant and the Eight Deceitful Gods' Soaring Serpent protecting him; there was no way he would face a life-threatening crisis.

Passing through the ticket gate, the three headed to the platform and boarded the Soul Guide Train.

The exterior of the Soul Guide Train was almost identical to the high-speed rail from Zhao Xuanzhen's past life memories. Strictly speaking, the Legend of the Dragon King Era was itself a modern society. The Soul Guide Train was like high-speed rail, the Soul Guide Communicator like a phone—many Soul Guidance Technology products had their real-world counterparts.

The three bought seats A, B, and C in a row. Na'er glanced at the calm Zhao Xuanzhen, then at the equally composed Gu Yue beside him, and scratched her eyebrows in frustration.

She didn't want to sit next to Gu Yue, nor did she want Gu Yue to sit next to Zhao Xuanzhen. But no matter how she arranged it, she had to choose one of the two options.

In the end, Na'er chose to sit next to Gu Yue, pushing Zhao Xuanzhen to the window seat on the far side.

Sacrificing herself to protect her little pig.

Gu Yue noticed Na'er's little schemes but paid them no mind. You had to eat a meal one bite at a time; they hadn't known each other long, and she wouldn't make any excessive moves. This time, Na'er was worrying over nothing—measuring a gentleman's heart with a petty mind.

"Dear passengers, welcome aboard the Soul Guide Train from Eastsea City to Heaven Dou City. Please take care of the public facilities on the train..."

A pleasant female voice came over the train's broadcast, signaling the Soul Guide Train's departure toward Heaven Dou City.

Zhao Xuanzhen turned his head to look out the window. The Soul Guide Train sped past a lush green forest, then along the beautiful coastline Eastsea City prided itself on. The sun was setting, the sea and sky merging into one color, the ocean sparkling with a patch of orange light dancing on the surface.

At the Soul Guide Train's speed, it would only take a few hours from Eastsea City to Heaven Dou City. The three would have time to grab dinner after getting off.

The environment on the Soul Guide Train was far from quiet. All kinds of sounds filled the air. Na'er's gaze sharpened, and a surge of Mental strength burst forth from her body. Everything around them immediately fell silent, the noise vanishing without a trace.

Sound sealing—a simple, practical trick from the Spirit Sea Realm's Mental strength, a must-have for travel.

The Mental strength formed a barrier-like shape, enveloping the three seats, ensuring outside noise couldn't get in and their voices couldn't get out. Na'er smiled in satisfaction, raised her hand to lower the small table, propped up her Soul Guide Communicator, and began scrolling through short videos on the Soul Net.

"Xiao Wu—"

A trembling, anguished voice came from the screen. Beside Na'er, Zhao Xuanzhen and Gu Yue both jolted in perfect sync. Driven by intense curiosity, the two leaned in toward the middle.

"What are you watching?" Gu Yue asked.

"San-Wu Tragic Love."

Na'er glanced at her and explained: "A web drama I just found. It's blowing up on the Soul Net right now. Seems to be about the tragic love story of Poseidon Tang San and his wife Xiao Wu. Produced by the Xuan Shi Tang Sect Company. Looks like it's mainly Tang Sect investment, to promote their ancestor."

"I've noticed you're always interested in weird stuff," Zhao Xuanzhen teased.

"Weird? I heard Xiao Wu is a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soft Bone Rabbit who took human form. How did a Human Soul Master and a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast end up together?"

Na'er adopted a studious attitude and opened the most popular episode. She really didn't want to admit it, but Gu Yue's words about "beast among beasts" had struck a nerve.

What's wrong with soul beasts! There were precedents of soul beasts and humans getting close!

Na'er watched with unusual seriousness, not wanting to miss a single detail. Zhao Xuanzhen also grew interested, curiously staring at the screen. Meanwhile, Gu Yue furrowed her brows, her expression full of criticism.

A soul beast and a human becoming husband and wife was utterly rebellious, a traitor to the beast clan, unforgivable!

The San-Wu Tragic Love began. In a lush, ancient forest, a transparent woman with a scorpion-tail braid floated in midair, her deep, affectionate eyes gazing at the young man below holding a Trident.

The young man didn't retreat at all. He stared back at his lover with persistence and determination, their feelings deep and moving, shaking heaven and earth. The Blood Red Sixth Soul Ring swirling around him began to detach.

"No, that's the—"

Zhao Xuanzhen was greatly alarmed, but it was already too late!

"Rise again, my beloved!!!!"

The youth enunciated each word, roaring with a voice that seemed to tear his vocal cords, his overwhelming emotions bursting forth like a mountain flood!

Zhao Xuanzhen and Gu Yue were instantly struck as if by lightning, glaring at Na'er with a look of utter humiliation and helpless fury!

You owe us our ears!