Na'er: Zhao Xuanzhen the Stingy Ghost, Muye's True Form Mini-Class

# Chapter 32: Na'er: Zhao Xuanzhen the Stingy Ghost, Muye's Body Sect Mini-Lecture (4K)

The sky was clear with light clouds, peaceful years passing by. Zhao Xuanzhen lay flat on the bed while Gu Yue meticulously applied medicine.

"Mm?"

Zhao Xuanzhen suddenly let out a soft murmur.

"Don't tense up. I'm just helping you relax."

Her delicate hand pressed down on the shoulder blade that tried to rise. Gu Yue spoke casually, the medicinal scent seeping from the wound intertwining with the faint fragrance drifting from the young girl's clothes, weaving an inescapable net.

"Ding ling ling—"

The Soul Guide Communicator rang at an inopportune moment, interrupting Zhao Xuanzhen's thoughts. Gu Yue reached over and handed it to him. On the Soul Guidance Screen, the words "Teacher" were clearly displayed.

"Xuanzhen."

Pressing the answer button, Leng Yaozhu's gentle and mature voice immediately came through. Hearing her voice, Zhao Xuanzhen couldn't help but let a smile show.

"Are you getting used to Heaven Dou City?"

"Heaven Dou City is a ten-thousand-year-old ancient city. Soul Guidance Technology is very advanced. Teacher need not worry."

"That's good..."

Leng Yaozhu paused for a second, then asked in a low voice about what concerned her most: "When are you coming back to Spirit Pagoda?"

Zhao Xuanzhen calculated the time and replied, "We plan to stay in Heaven Dou City for a while longer. We'll return later—probably about two months."

The Second Awakening of an Original Martial Soul took at most forty-nine days. Adding the time to study Body Sect secret techniques, Zhao Xuanzhen directly extended it to two months, leaving ample room for flexibility.

"Mm, take care of yourself... I'll hang up now. Remember to report your safety every day."

"Alright, Teacher, please rest well."

"Di di di..."

The busy tone of the disconnected Soul Guide Communicator sounded in her ear. Leng Yaozhu propped her chin on her jade hand and let out a long sigh, like an empty-nester whose child had left home far away, able only to listen to their voice to comfort her heart.

Ten years. Zhao Xuanzhen had never left her side. A day without seeing him felt like three autumns—she missed him terribly after just one day.

"Xuanzhen grew up in luxury, raised with care by me and Big White and Little White, treasured in our hearts..." Leng Yaozhu murmured to herself.

"Suddenly arriving in Heaven Dou City, unfamiliar with everything—Na'er and Gu Yue are both young girls. With no one around to take care of Xuanzhen, how could he possibly get used to it?

He must be unhappy living there. He's just saying that to comfort me..."

At the Heaven Dou City Forging Association, Zhao Xuanzhen lay on a warm and soft lap pillow, enjoying the supreme privilege that would make any otaku drool!

Gu Yue massaged the temples on both sides of Zhao Xuanzhen's head. Looking down from above, she could perfectly appreciate his entire face—clear and handsome, with a well-defined profile. The more she looked, the more pleasing it became, and the more she looked, the more she couldn't help but look a little longer.

Starlight-like sparkles scattered from the young girl's pitch-black pupils. Her clear gaze rippled slightly, then gradually returned to calm. She spoke as casually as if chatting: "Let me ask a question—between my lap pillow and Na'er's shoulder pillow, which do you prefer?"

"The lap pillow leans toward tactile sensation; the shoulder pillow leans toward emotional sensation. Both are good."

Zhao Xuanzhen had rich experience playing Taiji, and opened his mouth with Yin and Yang Balance.

Gu Yue gave a light snort but showed no dissatisfaction. Because Zhao Xuanzhen hadn't indicated that Na'er surpassed her—that was already a kind of victory.

She only needed to leave a deep impression in his heart bit by bit, catch up and surpass Na'er in every aspect, then find the right moment to make Na'er understand that Zhao Xuanzhen had fallen into Gu Yue Queen's embrace, and from now on would no longer need her.

Obtaining both Na'er and Zhao Xuanzhen, Gu Yue would achieve perfect completion, transform into the complete Silver Dragon King, and possess the full support of Zhao Xuanzhen and the forces behind him. Taking control of Spirit Pagoda would be within reach!

For the revival of the Soul Beast Clan, Gu Yue didn't mind selling her charms. She was even willing to give Zhao Xuanzhen a few extra benefits, and she still had an illusion technique as her ultimate trump card!

"Whoosh—"

Immersed in the comfort of the young girl's lap pillow, a sudden breeze revealed the rapid approach of someone. Zhao Xuanzhen instantly assumed the preparatory position for a carp jump.

Gu Yue reacted with astonishing speed, shrewdly deducing the reason for Zhao Xuanzhen's sudden movement. She used all her strength to press him back down, seizing the moment of his weakness to crush any thought of escape.

"Zhao Xuanzhen~ I'm coming in!"

Na'er's energetic voice came through the door. With a hey, she pushed open the door and caught Zhao Xuanzhen right there, his head resting on Gu Yue's thigh, the two of them staring at each other in a pose that couldn't be more ambiguous.

"You... you two... this... this!"

The shock and anger in those silver beautiful eyes nearly took physical form. She wished she could bite a white handkerchief and let tears stream down her face.

"He's still a child!"

Na'er pointed with a trembling voice at the tender, budding flower, the silver-white light flickering in her eyes like blades, nearly piercing through Gu Yue's chest.

I haven't even had the nerve to eat the grass by my own doorstep, and you, who just met him a few days ago, are both eating and taking!

Watching Na'er's teeth-gritting, guard-breaking expression, Gu Yue felt more and more that the path she had chosen was correct. She struck a victor's pose and said with a cold laugh, "I'm just applying medicine for Xuanzhen, giving him a massage... that's all!"

"Move aside! What do you know about massaging? Let me!"

Na'er rolled up her sleeves and charged onto the bed, determined to snatch the innocent and simple Zhao Xuanzhen back from that wicked woman!

"Get in line!"

How could Gu Yue willingly abdicate? The two girls fought over each other, Zhao Xuanzhen's head spinning, the sensation different every second.

To avoid being caught in the battle, he quickly sat to the side. The pretty faces of the two Silver Dragon King Half Bodies were less than a centimeter apart, staring each other down, pitch-black and silver-white both radiating overwhelming aura.

Two young girls refusing to yield to each other, fighting over something—this kind of scene, Zhao Xuanzhen seemed to have seen before in his past life...

Mysterious numbers, activate!

After a bout of contention, they couldn't fully defeat each other, so they decided to quell the flames of war and return to peaceful coexistence.

Na'er wrapped her arm around Zhao Xuanzhen's, shot a glare at Gu Yue on the other side, and spoke up: "Zhao Xiaodeng, cough up some gold coins. I'm going shopping in Heaven Dou City this morning!"

"Ah, is this the attitude you use to ask for money?" Zhao Xuanzhen was shocked.

"You get three million a month, I get three thousand!"

Na'er had the helpless feeling of an excellent employee trapped by an early contract, and grumbled with resentment: "Three thousand a month with room and board, you tricked me into the Spirit Pagoda four years ago!"

"Three thousand a month, but every year you get tens of millions in miscellaneous bonuses. You don't make less than I do."

Zhao Xuanzhen mercilessly exposed the truth: "You've really forgotten your roots. Who was it that, at seven years old, snuck off to Shrek City, found the Chicken Chop Bones Boss, and when it was fifteen a catty, buy one get half a pound free, threw down twenty million Federation Coins and insisted he fry you two million catties?

I rushed over with the teacher, the boss was crying while frying chicken bones, and you were laughing heartlessly beside him, eating with pure joy, and then you lost the right to manage your own pocket money."

Gu Yue cast a sidelong glance at Na'er, inexplicably feeling that sharing bloodline with a foodie was an extremely shameful thing.

Seeing she couldn't get pocket money, Na'er's eyes rolled around, and she put on a tearful expression: "Zhao Xuanzhen, you stingy ghost!

...Fine, Zhao Xuanzhen, live a long life."

The next second, a hand blade landed on Na'er's head, the force just right—dazing but not brain-damaging.

Zhao Xuanzhen looked straight ahead, radiating righteousness.

No one would be foolish enough to think Na'er was kind-hearted and selflessly giving, right!

In a fantasy world, a hundred years old was a roundabout way of cursing Old Zhen!

Na'er rubbed the lump on her head, bared her teeth, and said: "Medical expenses! You have to pay medical expenses!"

Zhao Xuanzhen tossed her a black card with exasperation: "If you're going out, call a few guards."

"I know." Na'er beamed with joy: "Oh right, when I went to the small kitchen to find a snack, I happened to see Senior Muye. He said it probably wasn't convenient to go into your room, so he told me to call you for dinner."

Zhao Xuanzhen clicked his tongue. Muye seemed to have misunderstood his noble character. Ten wasn't twenty—he didn't have the flaw of being unable to suppress rising urges!

Once Zhao Xuanzhen vanished from sight, only the two young girls remained in the room. Na'er struck first, glaring at Gu Yue, grinding her silver teeth: "Despicable, shameless, brazen!

Your intentions are obvious to everyone!"

Gu Yue raised an eyebrow, her tone dismissive: "What are you talking about? I don't understand. I only know that the Dragon Clan has a famous saying!

Opportunity is reserved for the prepared dragon!

The person you can't hold onto, I will take!"

"You... you broke the agreement!" Na'er's silver eyes flickered, her expression showing a hint of bluster.

Gu Yue answered without hesitation: "Our agreement was that I wouldn't hurt Zhao Xuanzhen or the humans you cherish, and I wouldn't forcibly devour you before reaching Extreme Douluo, in exchange for you not interfering with everything I do in the Spirit Pagoda.

May I ask where I broke the agreement? Did I hurt Zhao Xuanzhen?"

"..."

Na'er's delicate body trembled with rage, but she couldn't utter a single word of rebuttal.

"Instead of wasting time finding fault with me, you should reflect on your own problems." Gu Yue said leisurely.

"Humans are greedy and fickle, not worth the Soul Beast Clan's affection. Your most correct course of action is to merge with me and become the Silver Dragon King again."

"I won't become the Silver Dragon King. You win this round."

Two flames ignited in Na'er's eyes as she slowly leaned in close to Gu Yue's face, their two peerlessly beautiful faces reflecting each other. She stared into those calm, indifferent black eyes and lowered her voice: "But I think I know what you're trying to do. You want to shake my humanity, right..."

"I'm proving to you that human emotions are fragile and weak. The Silver Dragon King's humanity has no place in this world."

Gu Yue didn't flinch or avoid. As she kept making contact and growing close to Zhao Xuanzhen, Na'er would eventually notice the signs.

This was an open scheme from the start. The one who tied the knot had to untie it—Na'er's humanity was nurtured by Zhao Xuanzhen, and it would be shattered by him. Gu Yue wanted Na'er to helplessly watch Zhao Xuanzhen slowly drift away from her, until one day he was smiling and holding another in his arms.

In Gu Yue's ultimate vision, one day in the future, Na'er would be hiding behind a wall while she and Zhao Xuanzhen cuddled on the sofa. At that moment, she would deliberately ask: Now that we're together, what is Na'er?

Zhao Xuanzhen's answer should be: She's my sister. The one I love has always been you.

Seeing the unnatural flush of excitement on Gu Yue's face, Na'er let out a light sigh and said seriously: "Gu Yue, human emotions are like quicksand. One misstep and you'll sink in, never able to climb out.

I advise you not to do anything foolish, lest you mistake pretense for reality and genuinely fall for a human."

"Impossible!"

Hearing this, that handsome face suddenly flashed through her mind. Gu Yue shook her head, trying hard to clear it away, and said with firm resolve: "Love is a childish game of humans. I am the sovereign of the Soul Beast Clan, the supreme Silver Dragon King!

I seal my heart, lock away love, and will never betray!"

Heaven Dou City, Forging Association, Small Kitchen.

Zhao Xuanzhen sat quietly by the table, waiting. Muye carried a white porcelain plate and walked up to the table.

On the porcelain plate lay three curled prawns, their shells as thin as cicada wings, suffused with a blood-red glassy luster throughout. Upon closer inspection, golden threads were faintly visible, and a drop of blood-colored dew gathered at the tip of each tail, releasing an exotic fragrance of sweetness and sea salt intertwined, stirring the appetite.

"Blood Jade Shrimp, Ben Ti Senior has gone to great expense..." Zhao Xuanzhen said sincerely.

"You've eaten them before?" Muye paused, then quickly caught on, "Forgot, you're Sky Phoenix Douluo's direct disciple. Rare as Blood Jade Shrimp are, the Spirit Pagoda Deputy Tower Master still has ways to get them."

Blood Jade Shrimp were the kings among Red Jade Shrimp, living in the Blood Sea Gully over three thousand meters deep. Their blood essence was similar to that of humans, making them the best tonic for body-tempering Soul Masters.

As Zhao Xuanzhen pinched the shrimp body with his fingers, heat exploded along his skin, and his blood essence vibrated spontaneously, showing the formidable effect of the Blood Jade Shrimp.

The shrimp meat trembled lightly, oozing a pale golden fluid. The moment it entered his mouth, his tongue felt as if wrapped by a deep-sea vortex. As his teeth pierced the springy, glutinous flesh, the sound of surging blood like tidal thunder suddenly roared in Zhao Xuanzhen's ears, and with each breath, blood-red mist steamed from him!

"Good effect." Muye nodded slightly. "Blood Jade Shrimp are top-grade Red Jade Shrimp. Their blood energy is so dense that I'd feel it was a waste to give them to Zhen Hua, but they suit you perfectly."

One family of Original Martial Souls. After witnessing Zhao Xuanzhen's combat prowess firsthand last night, Muye had fully acknowledged his potential and future.

After downing three Blood Jade Shrimp, Zhao Xuanzhen's body was saturated with rich blood energy. Muye pulled out a chair, sat across from him, and said with a smile:

"Xuanzhen, This Sect Master will test you.

Tell me, what is an Original Martial Soul?"

Zhao Xuanzhen pondered for a moment, then said, "Our bloodline is different from ordinary Soul Masters."

"The theory of a noble birthright bloodline?" Muye frowned, clearly not satisfied with this answer.

"No, I am by no means a bloodline supremacist, nor do I believe bloodline can distinguish nobility or baseness. Bloodline determines power, but power is not the yardstick for measuring things." Zhao Xuanzhen shook his head.

"The bloodline I refer to is very simple—the blood flowing in our veins.

As everyone knows, the martial souls of Douluo Continent are broadly divided into two types: Beast Martial Souls and Tool Martial Souls. Beast Martial Souls have corresponding prototypes in the soul beast world. If a Soul Master's martial soul is the Bright Holy Dragon, then his bloodline is essentially that of the Bright Holy Dragon.

Among Tool Martial Souls, there are Beast Tools, such as the Snake Lance and the Dragon Staff, and pure weapons, like the Clear Sky Hammer and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

The cultivation of Beast Martial Souls and Beast Tool Martial Souls uses the bloodline of soul beasts to continuously strengthen oneself, but it also comes with side effects. When facing a Soul Master with a stronger bloodline, combat power plummets instantly.

Pure Tool Soul Masters have no bloodline suppression issues. They must communicate with their Tool Martial Soul, merging themselves with it completely, achieving unity of mind and spirit.

Original Martial Souls are completely different from both. The blood flowing within is purely human blood, ignoring the bloodline suppression of superior soul beasts.

At the same time, the martial soul is a part of the body. The innate compatibility of Original Martial Souls far exceeds that of other martial souls, making it easier for Original Soul Masters to achieve unity of mind and spirit.

Therefore, I believe that Original Martial Souls are the most fundamental martial souls of humanity. The path of cultivation differs for each person yet converges in the end. To sum it up in three words...

Be yourself."