Gu Yuena: We Are Both Dragon Clan, Why Don't You Call Me Sister

Star Dou Great Forest, Lake of Life.

The process of absorbing the spirit ring was far calmer than Qian Anci had anticipated.

With Gu Yuena personally guarding him, the remnant soul and will of that Dark Scale Flood Dragon could not stir up the slightest trouble.

It was gently suppressed by silver light, transforming into the purest soul energy that merged into the Scythe of Death.

Qian Anci only felt a warm power flowing through his body, a sensation completely different from the intense agony he experienced while absorbing his first spirit ring.

Is this the method of the Silver Dragon King?

He marveled inwardly.

"Do not lose focus."

Castorice's voice echoed in his mind, gentle yet carrying a hint of solemnity.

"This spirit ring contains the origin ability of that Flood Dragon; contemplate it well."

Qian Anci gathered his focus, sinking his consciousness into that gray-white Underworld Wasteland.

On the Scythe of Death, a second black spirit ring slowly condensed into shape.

On the inner side of that ring, the second spirit ring of the Pollux shadow also quietly coalesced.

Castorice's voice carried a hint of gratification: "[Ring of Dragon Abyss]."

"Using the origin of the Dark Scale Flood Dragon as a guide, it condenses the darkness of the abyss. This ring allows your attacks to carry 'Abyssal Erosion'; those struck will have their spirit power continuously corroded by dark elements, and their wounds will be extremely difficult to heal."

"As for the second spirit skill of Pollux..." She paused, "[Dark Scale Mountain Breaker]."

"With the darkness of the abyss as its foundation, wherever the attack passes, light fades and all things sink into ruin."

Qian Anci slowly opened his eyes.

Deep within his pupils, a flicker of dark light vanished in an instant.

"Many thanks, Senior."

He stood up and bowed respectfully.

Gu Yuena looked at him and nodded with satisfaction.

"There is no need to be so distant."

Her voice softened slightly.

"Although you come from beyond the Star Realm, the blood of the Dragon Race flows within you after all. Just call me Sister."

Qian Anci's heart stirred.

He knew that Gu Yuena was trying to draw closer to him.

"Yes, Sister."

He called out obediently.

The corners of Gu Yuena's lips curled upward slightly.

A faint smile appeared on that cold, peerless face.

Over the next few days, Qian Anci took up residence at the Lake of Life.

This forbidden land of spirit beasts had now become his exclusive training ground.

Gu Yuena seemed to truly regard him as a dragon cub lost from another world, her attitude toward him growing gentler with each passing day.

She would sit quietly by the lake while he trained, her long silver hair spread across the grass, watching him with gentle eyes.

She would raise her hand to channel silver light through his meridians while he cultivated.

She would softly point out the flaws in his technique while he practiced his spirit skills.

One night, when Qian Anci woke up, he even found Gu Yuena sitting beside him, her slender fingers gently brushing the stray hair from his forehead.

Those silver eyes were filled with tenderness and pity.

"Sister?"

He called out groggily.

Gu Yuena's fingers paused for a moment, then she withdrew them as if nothing had happened.

"Sleep."

Her voice was as soft as the breeze: "You have training tomorrow."

Qian Anci closed his eyes, yet complex emotions surged within his heart.

He knew Gu Yuena was good to him because she mistook him for one of her own kind.

But he was even more aware that, in the end, he was human.

This tenderness was built upon a foundation of lies.

"Anci, there is no need to blame yourself."

Castorice's voice resonated deep within his soul, carrying a hint of comfort: "You are merely protecting yourself."

"Besides, the kindness she shows you may not be entirely a misunderstanding."

Qian Anci sighed in his heart, deciding to dwell on it no further.

On the morning of the third day.

Qian Anci was by the lakeside, practicing the application of his second soul skill.

He held the Scythe of Death in his hand as his second soul ring ignited with a somber, gloomy light.

"Second Soul Skill: Dark Scale Breath-Severing Slash."

As the blade swept through the air, a pitch-black slash tore across the surface of the lake.

Wherever the strike passed, the lake water was stained ink-black, and a dark, suffocating aura permeated the area, causing even the fish at the bottom of the lake to flee in terror.

"Not bad."

Gu Yuena's voice drifted from behind him.

Dressed in a long silver gown, she walked barefoot across the grass until she stood beside Qian Anci.

"The abyss erosion contained within this slash is enough to corrode an opponent's soul power entirely in a short span of time."

"If it strikes a vital point..."

She paused, "Even a Titled Douluo would find it a headache."

Qian Anci retracted his martial soul and turned to look at her.

"Big Sister seems to be in a good mood today?"

Gu Yuena's lips curled slightly: "You are quite sharp."

She gazed into the distance, a flicker of profound meaning flashing through her silver eyes.

"Di Tian just sent word; something interesting has happened outside the Star Dou Great Forest."

Qian Anci's heart stirred: "What is it?"

"That grandfather of yours."

Gu Yuena's voice remained calm: "Qian Daoliu is currently gathering every Titled Douluo from Martial Soul Hall, preparing to force his way into the Star Dou Great Forest."

Qian Anci's expression shifted slightly.

He knew that Qian Daoliu was looking for him.

Since Di Tian had taken him away in front of two elders that day, the news would have reached Martial Soul Hall, and Qian Daoliu would undoubtedly exhaust every resource to rescue him.

"He truly treats you with sincerity."

Gu Yuena said softly: "Knowing full well that the Star Dou Great Forest is perilous, he still gathered all his forces without a moment's hesitation."

Qian Anci was silent for a moment.

"Big Sister, will you go to war with him?"

Gu Yuena looked at him, a complex smile flashing in her silver eyes.

"Do you wish for me to go to war with him?"

Qian Anci shook his head.

Gu Yuena sighed lightly: "Rest assured, I will not harm him."

"After all, he is your grandfather."

She turned around and looked out at the lake: "Di Tian has already gone to deliver a message."

"He will tell Qian Daoliu that you and Di Tian share a bond of fate, and that Di Tian wishes for you to stay in the forest for a few days, promising not to harm a hair on your head."

"He will tell him not to worry and to simply wait outside."

Qian Anci was stunned.

He had not expected Gu Yuena to have Di Tian use such an excuse.

It neither exposed her existence nor gave Qian Daoliu a reasonable explanation.

"What is it?"

Gu Yuena looked back at him, a faint smile playing on her lips: "Are you reluctant to leave?"

Qian Anci lowered his head, remaining silent.

Gu Yuena walked up to him and gently ruffled the top of his hair.

The movement was already much more practiced than it had been a few days ago.

"Anci, remember what you promised me."

Her voice was soft, yet carried a hint of solemnity: "After you return to the human world, cultivate well and protect yourself."

"When you have grown up and become strong..."

"Big sister will be here waiting for you."

Qian Anci raised his head, meeting those silver eyes.

In this moment, he could not tell if Gu Yuena's kindness toward him was truly because she mistook him for a reincarnated dragon from beyond the Star Realm.

Or if, amidst her long, lonely existence, she had truly come to see him as a younger brother to whom she could entrust her emotions.

"I will."

He said softly.

Gu Yuena smiled faintly.

That smile was like the surface of the Lake of Life, gentle and clear.

Meanwhile, outside the Star Dou Great Forest.

Qian Daoliu stood with his hands behind his back, clad in a grey robe.

Behind him, six Titled Douluo stood in a line, their soul power surging and their presence shaking the heavens and the earth.

The entire forest was trembling.

In the void, a black figure slowly emerged.

Di Tian stood with his hands behind his back, his golden dragon pupils sweeping indifferently over everyone present.

"Qian Daoliu."

He spoke calmly, his voice not loud, yet it reached everyone's ears with perfect clarity.

Qian Daoliu's gaze sharpened: "Di Tian."

Di Tian looked at him, his expression calm:

"That grandson of yours has a connection with This Seat. This Seat wishes to keep him in the forest for a few days to offer him some guidance."

Qian Daoliu's brows locked together: "What did you say?"

"This Seat has spoken."

Di Tian's voice remained indifferent: "That child has a connection with This Seat; This Seat will not harm him. Three days from now, This Seat will naturally return him safely."

"If you believe it, then wait here."

"If you do not believe it, feel free to step into the forest and try."

He paused, a cold light flickering in his golden dragon pupils: "But you shall bear the consequences yourself."

Qian Daoliu stared at Di Tian, attempting to discern any hidden motive within those dragon eyes.

But Di Tian's expression was far too calm, as if he were merely stating a fact.

"Anci, is he truly unharmed?"

Qian Daoliu's voice was hoarse.

"If This Seat wanted to kill him, why would This Seat need to take him away?"

Di Tian said indifferently: "This Seat could have taken his life on the spot."

Qian Daoliu fell silent.

He knew that Di Tian was telling the truth.

Given Di Tian's strength, if he truly wanted to kill Qian Anci, there would be no need to go through the trouble of taking him away.

"Fine."

Qian Daoliu took a deep breath and slowly retracted his soul power: "This old man will trust you once."

"Three days from now, I must see Anci without a single scratch."

"Otherwise..."

He raised his head, his eyes filled with chilling killing intent: "Even if I have to throw away this old life, I will make your Star Dou Great Forest flow with blood."

Di Tian did not answer.

His figure vanished into the void, leaving behind only a single, indifferent sentence:

"Wait here in three days."