Na'er: Zhao Xuanzhen the Stingy Ghost, Muye's Original Martial Soul Lesson

Na'er: Zhao Xuanzhen the Stingy Ghost, Muye's Original Martial Soul Lesson (4k)

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

"Hm?"

Zhao Xuanzhen suddenly let out a soft groan.

"Don't be nervous. I'm just helping you relax."

Gu Yue's delicate hand pressed down on the shoulder blade that was trying to rise. She spoke casually as the medicinal fragrance seeping from his wounds intertwined with the scent drifting from the young girl's collar, weaving an inescapable net.

"Ring ring ring—"

The Soul Guide Communicator rang at the worst possible moment, interrupting Zhao Xuanzhen's thoughts. Gu Yue picked it up and handed it to him. The Soul Guidance Screen clearly displayed the word "Teacher."

"Xuanzhen."

The moment he pressed the answer button, Leng Yaozhu's gentle, mature voice came through. Zhao Xuanzhen couldn't help smiling at the sound of her voice.

"Have you gotten used to Heaven Dou City?"

"Heaven Dou City is an ancient city with ten thousand years of history. Its Soul Guidance Technology is very advanced, so Teacher needn't worry."

"That's good..."

Leng Yaozhu paused for a second before quietly asking the question that concerned her most. "When are you coming back to the Spirit Pagoda?"

Zhao Xuanzhen calculated the time and said, "We plan to stay in Heaven Dou City a while longer before returning. It'll probably be two months."

The Second Awakening of Original Martial Soul took at most forty-nine days. Adding the time needed to learn the Body Sect's secret arts, Zhao Xuanzhen had directly extended the stay to two months, leaving himself plenty of room to maneuver.

"Mm, take care of yourself... I'll hang up if there's nothing else. Remember to report that you're safe every day."

"Alright, Teacher. Remember to rest too."

"Beep beep beep..."

The busy tone of the disconnected Soul Guide Communicator sounded by his ear. Leng Yaozhu rested her jade hand beneath her chin and let out a long sigh, like an empty-nester whose child had left home. She could only comfort herself by hearing his voice.

It had been ten years. Zhao Xuanzhen had never left her before. A day apart felt like three autumns, and she missed him terribly after only one day.

"Xuanzhen has lived in luxury since childhood. Big White, Little White, and I raised him as the apple of our eyes..." Leng Yaozhu muttered to herself.

"He suddenly went to Heaven Dou City, a place unfamiliar to him. Na'er and Gu Yue are both little girls, and there's no one by Xuanzhen's side to take care of him. How could he possibly get used to it?

He must be unhappy there. He only said that to reassure me..."

At the Heaven Dou City Forging Association, Zhao Xuanzhen lay with his head on a warm, soft lap pillow, enjoying supreme benefits that would make an otaku drool.

Gu Yue kneaded Zhao Xuanzhen's temples. Looking down from above, she had the perfect view of his entire face. It was handsome and refined, with sharply defined features. The more she looked, the more pleasing it became, and the more she wanted to keep looking.

Starlike spiritual light scattered from the young girl's pitch-black pupils. The clear ripples in her eyes gently stirred before gradually returning to calm. In a casual, conversational tone, she asked, "Let me ask you something. Which do you prefer, my lap pillow or Na'er's shoulder pillow?"

"A lap pillow is more about touch, while a shoulder pillow is more about sensation. Both are good."

Zhao Xuanzhen had extensive experience with Taiji. The moment he opened his mouth, he delivered yin and yang balance.

Gu Yue gave a soft snort but was not dissatisfied. Zhao Xuanzhen had not said Na'er was better than her, and that alone counted as a victory.

All she needed was to leave a deep impression on his heart bit by bit, catch up to Na'er in every regard, surpass her, then find a suitable opportunity to make Na'er understand that Zhao Xuanzhen had thrown himself into Queen Gu Yue's embrace and would no longer need her.

By obtaining both Na'er and Zhao Xuanzhen, Gu Yue would achieve perfection, become the complete Silver Dragon King, gain Zhao Xuanzhen and the full support of the forces behind him, and take control of the Spirit Pagoda in no time!

For the revival of the Soul Beast Clan, Gu Yue did not mind selling her looks. She would not hesitate to give Zhao Xuanzhen a few more benefits, and she even had an illusion technique as her ultimate trump card!

"Whoosh—"

Zhao Xuanzhen was immersed in the comfort of the young girl's lap pillow when the breeze suddenly conveyed news of someone rapidly approaching. He instantly prepared to spring up like a carp.

Gu Yue's reaction was astonishingly fast. She cleverly deduced the reason for Zhao Xuanzhen's sudden movement and used all her strength to press him back down, taking his weakness for his life and crushing any fantasy of resistance.

"Zhao Xuanzhen~ I'm coming in!"

Na'er's energetic voice entered through the door. With a hey, she pushed open the room and caught Zhao Xuanzhen with his head resting on Gu Yue's thigh. The two of them stared into each other's eyes, looking as intimate as could be.

"You... you two... th-this!"

The shock and anger in those silver eyes nearly took physical form. She looked as though she wanted to bite a white handkerchief and burst into tears.

"He's still a child!"

Na'er pointed forcefully at the delicate budding flower. The silver-white light flashing in her eyes was like blades, nearly piercing Gu Yue's chest.

I hadn't even had the nerve to go after someone close to me, and you've only known him for a few days! You're already taking everything you can!

Seeing Na'er gnash her teeth in fury, Gu Yue became even more convinced that she had chosen the right path. Wearing the posture of a victor, she sneered, "I was only helping Xuanzhen apply medicine and giving him a massage... that's all!"

"Move aside! Do you even know how to massage properly? I'll do it!"

Na'er rolled up her sleeves and charged onto the bed, determined to rescue the innocent and pure Zhao Xuanzhen from the clutches of this wicked woman!

"Get in line!"

How could Gu Yue willingly surrender her position? The two girls fought over him, and Zhao Xuanzhen's head spun. Every second brought a different sensation.

To avoid being caught in the crossfire, he hurriedly sat off to the side. The distance between the pretty faces of the two Silver Dragon King Half Bodies was less than a centimeter. They glared at one another, black and silver-white both surging with towering hostility.

Two young girls fought over the same thing without yielding an inch. Zhao Xuanzhen seemed to have seen such a scene in his previous life...

Mysterious number, activate!

After a round of fighting, neither could utterly defeat the other. They decided to quell the flames of war and return to peaceful coexistence.

Na'er hooked her arm around Zhao Xuanzhen's, shot Gu Yue beside them a glare, and said, "Zhao Xiaodeng, hand over some gold coins. I'm going shopping in Heaven Dou City this morning!"

"Huh? Is that the attitude you use when asking for money?" Zhao Xuanzhen asked in shock.

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

Na'er felt like an outstanding employee trapped by an early contract. Full of resentment, she said, "Three thousand a month, including food and lodging. You tricked me into joining the Spirit Pagoda four years ago!"

"You get three thousand a month, and all sorts of extra payments add up to tens of millions every year. You don't get any less than I do."

Zhao Xuanzhen ruthlessly exposed the truth. "Have you really forgotten where you came from? Who was it that sneaked off to Shrek City at age seven, found the Chicken Chop Bones Boss, and bought them at fifteen per jin with half a jin free for every jin purchased? You threw down twenty million Federation Coins and forced him to fry two million jin for you.

Teacher and I rushed over, and the boss was frying chicken chop bones while crying. You stood there laughing without a care in the world, eating to your heart's content. After that, you lost the right to manage your own pocket money."

Gu Yue glanced sideways at Na'er and inexplicably felt that sharing the same bloodline as a foodie was an immensely shameful thing.

Seeing that she could not get any pocket money, Na'er's eyes rolled around. With tears seemingly about to fall, she said, "Zhao Xuanzhen, you Stingy Ghost!

...Forget it. Zhao Xuanzhen, live a long life."

The next second, a Hand Blade landed on Na'er's head with just the right amount of force—enough to leave her dazed, but not enough to hurt her brain.

Zhao Xuanzhen stared straight ahead, righteousness written all over him.

Surely no one would be touched into thinking Na'er was kindhearted and gave without complaint or regret!

In a fantasy world, wishing someone a hundred years was just a roundabout way of calling them old!

Na'er rubbed the bump on her head and bared her silver teeth. "Medical expenses! You have to pay my medical expenses!"

Zhao Xuanzhen tossed her a Black Card irritably. "Bring a few guards with you when you go out."

"Got it." Na'er beamed. "Oh, right. I happened to see Senior Muye while looking for food in the small kitchen. He said it probably wasn't convenient for him to enter your room, so he asked me to call you to eat."

Zhao Xuanzhen clicked his tongue. Muye seemed to have misunderstood his noble character. Ten was not twenty—he did not have some uncontrollable flaw of lustful urges!

Once Zhao Xuanzhen disappeared from sight, only the two young girls remained in the room. Na'er struck first, glaring at Gu Yue while her silver teeth ground audibly.

"Despicable, shameless, utterly without shame!

Your intentions are obvious to everyone!"

Gu Yue raised an eyebrow and said contemptuously, "What are you talking about? I don't understand. I only know that the Dragon Clan has passed down a profound saying!"

Opportunities are reserved for dragons who are prepared!

If you can't hold on to someone, then I'll be the one to hold on to him!"

"You... you broke the agreement!" Na'er's silver eyes flickered, though her expression was more fierce than courageous.

Gu Yue replied without hesitation, "Our agreement was that I would not harm Zhao Xuanzhen or the humans you cherish, and would not forcibly devour you before reaching Extreme Douluo. In exchange, you would be forbidden from interfering with anything I did in the Spirit Pagoda.

Tell me, where have I broken the agreement? Did I hurt Zhao Xuanzhen?"

"..."

Na'er's delicate body trembled with rage, but she could not speak a single word in rebuttal.

"Rather than wasting time looking for trouble with me, you should reflect on your own problems," Gu Yue said leisurely.

"Humans are greedy and fickle. They are not worth the Soul Beast Clan's emotional devotion. The most correct thing for you to do is merge with me and return to being the Silver Dragon King."

"I won't become the Silver Dragon King. This time, you win."

Two flames ignited in Na'er's eyes as she slowly moved closer to Gu Yue's face. Their two stunningly beautiful faces reflected one another. Looking into those calm, indifferent black eyes, Na'er lowered her voice.

"But I think I know what you want to do. You want to shake my humanity, don't you..."

"I am proving to you that human emotions are fragile beyond measure. The Silver Dragon King's humanity should not remain in this world."

Gu Yue neither dodged nor retreated. As she continued getting close to Zhao Xuanzhen, Na'er would sooner or later notice something was wrong.

This had always been an open scheme. The one who tied the bell must untie it. Na'er's humanity had been nurtured by Zhao Xuanzhen, and it would inevitably be crushed by him as well. Gu Yue wanted Na'er to helplessly watch Zhao Xuanzhen gradually drift away from her, until one day he smiled brightly while holding another woman in his arms.

In Gu Yue's ultimate vision, one day in the future, Na'er would hide behind a wall while Zhao Xuanzhen and Gu Yue cuddled and kissed on the sofa. Then Gu Yue would deliberately ask, after we get together, what is Na'er to you?

Zhao Xuanzhen's answer should be: She is my little sister. The one I have always loved is you.

Seeing the unnaturally excited flush on Gu Yue's face, Na'er let out a light breath and said seriously, "Gu Yue, human feelings are like quicksand. One careless step, and you'll sink in, never able to crawl back out.

I advise you not to do anything foolish, lest your act becomes real and you truly fall in love with a human."

"Impossible!"

At those words, that handsome face suddenly flashed through Gu Yue's mind. She shook her head hard, trying to clear it away, and said with a firm expression,

"Love is a childish human game. I am the ruler of the Soul Beast Clan, the supreme Silver Dragon King!

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

Heaven Dou City Forging Association, small kitchen.

Zhao Xuanzhen sat quietly at the table and waited as Muye carried a white porcelain plate over to him.

Three large shrimp curled within the plate. Their shells were as thin as cicada wings, and their bodies glimmered with blood red Glazed Glass radiance. Looking closely, faint golden threads could be seen. A drop of blood-colored dew had gathered at the tips of their tails, releasing an exotic fragrance of freshness, sweetness, and sea salt that made one's appetite stir.

"Blood Jade Shrimp. Senior Original Martial Soul, you've spent too much..." Zhao Xuanzhen said sincerely.

"You've eaten it before?" Muye froze, then quickly understood. "I forgot. You are the Direct Disciple of Sky Phoenix Douluo. Blood Jade Shrimp may be rare, but the Spirit Pagoda Deputy Tower Master still has ways to obtain it."

Blood Jade Shrimp were the kings among Red Jade Shrimp. They lived in the Blood Sea Gully more than three thousand meters deep. Their bloodline essence resembled that of humans, making them the finest tonic for body-refining Soul Masters.

Zhao Xuanzhen picked up a shrimp between his fingers. A searing heat immediately burst across his skin, and his bloodline began to churn on its own, showing just how potent the Blood Jade Shrimp was.

The shrimp meat trembled faintly, releasing pale golden juices. The instant it entered his mouth, his tongue seemed to be swept into a deep-sea vortex. His teeth pierced the springy, tender flesh, and the roaring rush of bloodline surged beside Zhao Xuanzhen's ears like crashing tides. With every breath, blood-red mist rose from his body!

"The effects are good." Muye nodded slightly. "Blood Jade Shrimp are the finest Red Jade Shrimp. Their Bloodline Power is so abundant that I would consider it a waste even to feed them to Zhen Hua, but they suit you perfectly."

Original Martial Souls were one family. After personally witnessing Zhao Xuanzhen's combat strength last night, Muye had completely acknowledged his potential and future.

After Zhao Xuanzhen swallowed the three Blood Jade Shrimp, dense Bloodline Power filled his body. Muye pulled out a chair, sat across from him, and smiled.

"Xuanzhen, let This Sect Master test you.

Tell me, what is an Original Martial Soul?"

Zhao Xuanzhen pondered for a moment before answering, "Our bloodlines differ from those of ordinary Soul Masters."

"A theory of bloodlines being noble from birth?"

Muye frowned. Clearly, that was not a good answer.

"No. I am absolutely not someone who believes bloodline is supreme, nor do I believe bloodlines can determine who is high or low, noble or base. Bloodline determines power, but power is not the standard by which all things should be measured." Zhao Xuanzhen shook his head.

"The bloodline I mean is much simpler: the blood flowing through one's blood vessels.

As everyone knows, Martial Souls on the Douluo Continent are broadly divided into Beast Martial Souls and Tool Martial Souls. Beast Martial Souls have corresponding original forms in the world of soul beasts. If a Soul Master's Martial Soul is a Bright Holy Dragon, then his bloodline is, in fact, that of a Bright Holy Dragon.

Among Tool Martial Souls are beast tools, such as the Snake Lance and Dragon Staff, as well as Pure Tool Soul Masters, such as the Clear Sky Hammer and Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

The cultivation of Beast Martial Souls and beast-tool Martial Souls uses soul beast bloodlines to continuously strengthen oneself. They also face side effects: when encountering a Soul Master with a stronger bloodline, their combat power instantly plummets.

Pure Tool Soul Masters do not face Bloodline Suppression. They must communicate with their Tool Martial Souls, becoming one with them and achieving clarity of mind.

Original Martial Souls are completely different from both. The blood flowing through their bodies is pure human blood, allowing them to ignore the bloodline suppression of Superior Soul Beasts.

At the same time, the Martial Soul is part of the body itself. Original Martial Souls possess Innate Compatibility far beyond other Martial Souls and can more easily achieve clarity of mind with Ben Ti Soul Masters.

Therefore, I believe Original Martial Souls are humanity's most fundamental Martial Souls. Cultivation paths vary from person to person, yet all roads lead to the same destination. In summary, it comes down to only three words...

Be yourself."