A Motherly Leng Yaozhu, Xuanlong Street, My Genius Will Never Fall

A Motherly Leng Yaozhu, Xuanlong Street, My Genius Will Never Fall (4K)

"Home at last!"

Night had fallen. Na'er gazed at the eight-sided tower piercing the clouds, her pretty face brimming with goofy delight as her silver hair fluttered in the evening breeze.

Beside her, Zhao Xuanzhen wore a faint smile. The Spirit Pagoda was his home as well. He had been away for over two months and done many great things that would change the future. At last, he could return home and rest for a while.

The two took the high-level elevator straight to the Hundredth Floor with practiced ease. Leng Yaozhu was already seated on the sofa, waiting for their return.

Her crimson dress clung tightly to her body, outlining perfect, voluptuous curves. Her long jade legs extended below in elegant lines, their skin as delicate and taut as a baby's, carrying a trace of hazy radiance beneath the room's soul-guided lamps.

"Aunt Leng!"

The moment she saw Leng Yaozhu, Na'er let out a cry and pounced over, burying her little head in Sky Phoenix Douluo's magnificent chest.

"Teacher."

Zhao Xuanzhen sat down opposite Leng Yaozhu with a smile. Na'er had fully enjoyed the benefits of her gender, while he, the legitimate disciple, was too thin-skinned to get all clingy with his teacher.

"You two little troublemakers."

Leng Yaozhu gently stroked the young girl's silver long hair and scolded her fondly before asking, "How was today? Did anyone at Shrek Academy bully you?"

"Bullying, not really, but Shrek's elders, teachers, and students are practically cut from the same mold!" Na'er complained while hugging Leng Yaozhu. "The elders poach people, the teachers brainwash them, and the students break agreements!

Oh, Aunt Leng, Zhao Xuanzhen beat up each of the top four on the Young Genius List. When the rankings update next time, he'll be number one on the Young Genius List, the continent's strongest soul master under eighteen!"

Upon hearing that, Leng Yaozhu's red lips parted slightly in surprise. Her eyes shimmered as she said, "Third and fourth place are Four Ring Soul Ancestors. Beating them wouldn't be difficult.

Second place on the Young Genius List is the Phantom Demon Fox Soul King, whose Battle Armor is more than half complete. First place is the Ice Jade Scorpion Soul King, whose martial soul shares the same lineage as Spirit Ice Douluo's second martial soul, the Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion. Xuanzhen, you challenged them... and won?"

"Just luck."

Zhao Xuanzhen smiled calmly. Though his tone was humble, for some reason, the two beauties, one older and one younger, could both sense an overwhelming air of showing off from him.

Na'er puffed out her cheeks. "Zhao Xuanzhen, I need to criticize you. Your morals are way too high! Tang Dong agreed not to use Battle Armor before the fight, but when he got desperate, he threw caution to the wind. Even then, you redirected the soul skill after Yin Yang Reversal into the sky."

"Tang Dong never had any intent to kill, so there was no need to take his life. It was only a battle," Zhao Xuanzhen said evenly. "A young genius who thought highly of himself had enjoyed smooth sailing for seventeen years, only to suddenly discover that he was merely a frog at the bottom of a well. Anyone would probably be unwilling to accept that.

When dignity and glory are at stake, so-called agreements no longer count.

Of course, Tang Dong still failed to turn the tables after putting on his Battle Armor. Now he has lost both face and substance. Compared to losing a mere battle, the crack in his state of mind is Tang Dong's true problem. If his heart cannot become whole again, he may be trapped by it for the rest of his life."

"That serious..."

Na'er froze for a moment, then silently nodded in agreement. For a monster at the level of the Young Genius List's top rank, breaking an agreement and then losing was undoubtedly a psychological collapse.

Whenever Tang Dong woke from a nightmare at midnight, he would regret it enough to slap himself hard. Why had he put on such an act as a senior before the fight? He should not have mentioned Battle Armor at all and simply fought honestly. Even if he lost, his Dao Heart would not have shattered.

"Zhao Xuanzhen, if someone your age defeated you someday, would your state of mind collapse like Tang Dong's?" Na'er asked curiously.

"Tsk..." Zhao Xuanzhen covered his face and sighed. "Classmate Na'er, could you say something more auspicious?"

"It's fine! I'll protect your fragile little heart from now on!"

Na'er's expression turned solemn and sacred as she thumped her chest heavily, producing a slightly hollow echo.

"Mm. Then eat less tonight to show your sincerity."

"One thing is one thing, and food is another. No!"

Watching the two children bicker, Leng Yaozhu smiled and swept her crimson hair over her left shoulder. "Since you've entered Shrek Academy, its currency is not Federation Coins, but special Shrek Contribution Points.

I bought a street in Shrek's inner city. It belongs to you two from now on, so you can focus on studying without worrying about Contribution Points."

Zhao Xuanzhen and Na'er's eyes lit up. Exchange Students were not as miserable as Work-study Students and could enjoy free meals, but they still had to spend Shrek Contribution Points to use training facilities.

After all, Shrek was the Continent's First Academy. Basic facilities such as Mimicry Training Grounds were no worse than those at the Spirit Pagoda, and it also had several exclusive locations worth trying. The two needed a stable source of Contribution Points.

Leng Yaozhu had considered that in advance. With a wave of her hand, she bought an entire street in the inner city. Na'er and Zhao Xuanzhen could earn Contribution Points while lying down instead of wasting time on miscellaneous tasks.

Meticulous and gentle as water, Leng Yaozhu was practically mom-level!

"That street is called White Tiger Street. It was originally named in memory of White Tiger Douluo Dai Mubai, captain of the First Generation Shrek Seven Devils. Tomorrow afternoon, Big White and Little White will take you there to have a look. You can renovate White Tiger Street however you like."

"First, change the name!" Na'er raised her hand. "White Tiger Street doesn't sound nice."

Leng Yaozhu naturally did not mind. Zhao Xuanzhen pondered for a moment, then slowly said:

"How about Xuanlong Street?"

"Your Xuan, and the dragon from the Silver Dragon Spear..." Na'er questioned, "Why not combine our names and call it Xuanna Street?"

"Do you think that sounds good?" Zhao Xuanzhen asked in return.

"...Then what about Xuan'er Street?"

Zhao Xuanzhen choked at once. Oh, she even had a Beijing accent!

"Xuanlong Street it is."

To prevent Na'er from coming up with an absurd name like Zhen'er Street, Leng Yaozhu quickly made the final decision.

After a while, the feast Leng Yaozhu had prepared was served. A soul-guided dining cart rolled into the room, and once its silver covers were lifted, steaming steaks were revealed. They were arranged as exquisitely as works of art, their tempting aroma drifting out and filling the entire floor.

"Steak dinner!"

Na'er slurped at the corner of her mouth, her eyes glued to the steaks. Fine meat sizzled with oil, while dark brown truffle sauce seeped through the grain, swirling into gorgeous patterns across the silver plates.

"Let us warmly celebrate Zhao Xuanzhen reaching the top of the Young Genius List!"

Na'er raised her dinner knife with a solemn expression. Zhao Xuanzhen and Leng Yaozhu followed suit, all three faces smiling.

The three interwoven dinner knives reflected the lamplight, their shadows flickering and swaying without end.

The night was like ink. Outside the window, the tall buildings blurred into hazy halos of light, like stardust fallen into the mortal world.

Leng Yaozhu reclined against the sofa. Her crimson dress had loosened and slipped down slightly, revealing a section of ivory-white shoulder and neck. Warm light pooled in the hollow of her collarbone as she held a glass of aged red wine and gently swirled it.

After dinner, Leng Yaozhu gave the two children each a Phoenix Pendant. Within each pendant was a strand of Sky Phoenix True Fire, powerful enough to instantly burn a level-ninety-five Super Douluo to ashes.

Na'er had eaten until her belly was swollen and waddled back to the Ninety-ninth Floor to rest, leaving Zhao Xuanzhen behind alone.

Teacher and disciple sat facing one another. Leng Yaozhu was already exceptionally beautiful, and with her crimson hair draped casually over her shoulders, several strands hanging down, she appeared even more alluring.

She took a sip of red wine, leaving a crimson lip print on the rim of the glass, where a small damp mark spread. Her slender nails occasionally scraped across the cup wall, producing an exceptionally faint, crisp porcelain sound. Zhao Xuanzhen watched the pale green blood vessels on the inside of Leng Yaozhu's wrist rise and fall with her pulse, like vines unfurling through the dark night.

Looking away, Zhao Xuanzhen reached for the red wine on the tea table. Leng Yaozhu drank with such enjoyment and elegance that he intended to have a glass as well.

A second before his hand touched the bottle, Leng Yaozhu suddenly leaned forward and lightly slapped the back of his hand. With a soft snort, she said:

"You're too young to touch alcohol. I'll make you a cup of tea instead."

The fragrance of tea curled through the air. Zhao Xuanzhen looked at the steaming Stars and Chrysanthemums before him. This tea detoxified the body, nourished the complexion, cleared heat, and reduced internal fire. His eyes narrowed slightly.

Her crimson eyes reflected her disciple, lost in thought. Leng Yaozhu could not help but laugh. "You don't like tea?"

"It's fine. It just feels strange that Teacher is drinking wine while I'm drinking tea..."

Stars and Chrysanthemums was a rare, fine tea. Zhao Xuanzhen lifted the cup and took a sip, its coolness flowing straight into his lungs.

"You can drink wine later." Leng Yaozhu's tone was full of emotion. "In the blink of an eye, you suddenly grew up so much. I remember when I first brought you to the Spirit Pagoda, you were still such a tiny child.

Now, not only have you become a soul master, even the Ice Jade Scorpion Soul King is no match for you."

"Teacher, I promised you that I would become the strongest of my generation, starting with Shrek Academy."

Zhao Xuanzhen's black eyes were clear and bright. To Leng Yaozhu, they somehow seemed blazing hot.

"The top of the Young Genius List, the Inner Court's Senior Brother, the Poseidon Pavilion Elders, and Sea God Pavilion Master Qingtian Douluo... I'll challenge them one by one."

At those words, Leng Yaozhu's fingers tightened quietly around her wine glass, and her breathing grew heavier without her noticing. The thoughts in her heart were impossible to describe.

Zhao Xuanzhen looked directly into those gorgeous phoenix eyes without dodging or avoiding them. He did not hide his fierce ambition in the slightest. It was her wish, and it was also his obsession.

"Teacher looks forward to that day."

Black and crimson, the two pairs of eyes burned silently like candle flames. Teacher and disciple seemed to share an unspoken understanding as they formed a subtle agreement.

"Xuanzhen." Leng Yaozhu tilted her head and changed the subject. "Shrek Academy is very close to the Spirit Transmission Tower Headquarters. From now on, you can attend classes at Shrek in the morning, study or train at the Spirit Pagoda in the afternoon, and return to Sea God Island to meditate at night."

Leng Yaozhu could not bear to part with the two children, and her expression revealed her conflicted reluctance to let go. But she had to consider Zhao Xuanzhen and Na'er's futures even more.

The Golden Ancient Tree on Sea God Island was one of the reasons Shrek's Inner Court had remained prosperous for so long. Its Life Energy was so abundant that nowhere else in the world could compare.

Cultivating on Sea God Island at night would make the two stronger. Leng Yaozhu would rather restrain herself.

"Fine. There are no classes on weekends, so Na'er and I will come back for the whole day."

Their thoughts aligned perfectly, and Zhao Xuanzhen agreed without hesitation.

"There is one more matter. The night before we went to Eastsea City, the Battle Armor Design Drawing I saw must have been the One-Word Battle Armor you designed for True Self," Leng Yaozhu said. "Given your cultivation progress and Second Profession rank, it is time to consider making Battle Armor.

What type of forging metal will you choose? I'll ask one of the Saint Craftsmen supported by the Spirit Pagoda to forge it for you."

"Teacher, there's no need to trouble a Saint Craftsman from the Spirit Pagoda. I have my own source of forging metal," Zhao Xuanzhen said, shaking his head.

"Godly Craftsman Zhen Hua's Personal Disciple, Gan Jin Jiutian, who defeated the Shrek Team with you?"

"Yes. Jiu Tian is a Fourth-Rank Forging Master. Once his cultivation breaks through to Soul Elder, he will be able to complete Spiritual Forging. At the same time, Godly Craftsman Senior will teach him the techniques for Fusion Forging alloys.

Teacher, the drawbacks of One-Word Battle Armor are too great. It can easily create the awkward situation of not having time to put it on. Moreover, when a Thousandfold Forging One-Word Battle Armor evolves into a Spiritual Forging Two-Word Battle Armor, it has to be remade from scratch.

So I plan to skip One-Word Battle Armor and directly use Spirit Alloy to create Two-Word Battle Armor, using god-grade Spiritual Forging alloy with a Fusion Degree above ninety-five percent," Zhao Xuanzhen explained his Battle Armor plan in detail.

Fusing One-Word Battle Armor required Fifth Ring cultivation, while Two-Word Battle Armor required Sixth Ring cultivation. With Zhao Xuanzhen's formidable physical fitness, crossing one rank to bear the Battle Armor would not be a problem. By giving up One-Word Battle Armor and directly studying Two-Word Battle Armor, he could bring his combat strength to its peak in the shortest possible time.

"You know what you're doing, so Teacher won't interfere too much." Leng Yaozhu's red lips parted slightly. "Speaking of Godly Craftsman Zhen Hua, I remembered someone. Back when I asked Zhen Hua to forge Heavenly Forging Metal, I met his close friend and personal chef once...

Xuanzhen, since you connected with the Godly Craftsman, you should know him by now."

"Uh..."

Zhao Xuanzhen instantly broke out in a cold sweat, feeling like he had been caught doing something improper. Leng Yaozhu was not stupid. There was no way she did not know how True Self's Golden Awakening had come about.

Leng Yaozhu rested her jade hand beneath her chin, her stunning smile impossibly gentle. "Good Disciple, tell Teacher, has the Ben Ti Sect Master treated you well?

Between the two of us, who do you prefer as your teacher?"

"Teacher, listen to my explanation... I'm not trying to argue... and I didn't change allegiances because of Second Awakening and the Ben Ti Secret Technique...

I'm truly a loyal subject of the Spirit Pagoda!"

On the Ninety-ninth Floor, moonlight flowed like silk through the window gauze, slanting into the room and covering the young girl on the bed with a layer of clear frost. Her silver white long hair moved without wind, rippling in the silver glow as it echoed the Soul Bone floating before her chest.

The Hundred-Thousand-Year Left Leg Soul Bone refracted silver light in varying shades. The young girl's slender, pale fingertips touched the edge of the Soul Bone, and the dormant dragon soul awakened. The room fell into an eerie silence.

Countless particles of silver light drifted through the air, intertwined behind the young girl into the massive phantom of a Thorn Dragon Emperor. Its scales and thorns appeared as translucent layers of space.

Sensing the aura fluctuations belonging to the Silver Dragon King, the Thorn Dragon Emperor immediately transmitted an intention of submission, practically crying and begging to cling to her thigh.

Na'er exhaled softly. Her Soul Power guided the Hundred-Thousand-Year Left Leg Bone into her body, and the Thorn Dragon Emperor had no intention of resisting. If Zhao Xuanzhen had been absorbing the Thorn Dragon Emperor instead, it would undoubtedly have become a brutal battle between dragons. The chance of the Soul Bone's backlash would have been nearly one hundred percent.

Making a Dragon Clan bloodline Soul Bone fuse obediently was the privilege of the Silver Dragon King Half Body.

Activating the Silver Dragon King Bloodline within her body, Na'er's pupils turned a gorgeous purple. Her gaze was tranquil and distant. "Zhao Xuanzhen, I truly meant what I said. I will definitely protect you. You can be Number One Under Heaven, and I'll be number two. Anyone who wants to challenge you will have to get past me first...

My genius will never fall."