As a Subject, Do Things the King Cannot Do at This Stage!

Lin Yan disconnected from the main body, Lin Nuo, and slowly opened his eyes. He felt the soreness in his muscles and reflected on the experience he had just gained, though he didn't think much of it.

Lin Tian, who was busy drafting their upcoming plans, sensed Lin Yan's return. Without looking up, he asked curiously, "How was it?"

"Not bad." Lin Yan stood up from the bed and stretched. "My Authority of Power is indeed well-suited for the path of forging."

Hearing this, Lin Tian stopped his pen, looked up at Lin Yan, and said with a helpless sigh, "Then my Gold Soul Coin expenses might increase significantly. I'm afraid we don't have enough money on hand right now."

"Then we need to accelerate our cultivation and head to the Douluo arena to earn some extra cash." Lin Yan looked at Lin Tian and voiced his thoughts.

"Fine, you focus on accelerating your cultivation." Lin Tian nodded slightly, his gaze lingering on Lin Yan as if assessing his progress.

Lin Yan raised an eyebrow, looking at Lin Tian with a strange expression and a hint of confusion in his tone: "And what about you?"

Lin Tian spread his hands, his tone frank and even a bit matter-of-fact: "I am responsible for planning and coordination. I'm not a combatant; there's no need for me to do everything personally."

Lin Yan opened his mouth, wanting to retort—after all, cultivation required more than just plans—but he swallowed the words back.

He remained silent for a long moment, scanning Lin Tian, before finally giving a slow nod.

It was true; as things stood, aside from his outstanding appearance, Lin Tian was truly useless in terms of cultivation and combat power. He really couldn't do anything related to fighting.

Lin Tian noticed the strange look in Lin Yan's eyes and said speechlessly, "Are you badmouthing me in your head again?"

"What else?" Lin Yan admitted directly. "Right now, aside from your beauty, you really are useless."

Lin Tian: "..."

He wanted to argue, but the words died on his lips. He remained silent and changed the subject: "Let's talk about something else."

"What topic?"

"The previous one." Lin Tian pulled out a black notebook and flipped it open. It contained secrets he had deduced using his own intellect. "We might not be on the same timeline, but the appearance of the main body happens to connect these timelines."

Lin Yan remained silent; when it came to intelligence, this arrogant guy in front of him had the most say.

Lin Tian began to explain his hypothesis. "Actually, we are in other parallel Douluo universes. Why can we connect with the main body? Because he is Time itself, and we are his soul fragments. Under these two factors, our timelines have linked together."

"Are you saying that the main body's world is the primary world, and we are in parallel worlds that haven't happened yet?" Lin Yan asked.

"More or less." Lin Tian nodded. "However, I have an even bigger guess."

"What guess?"

"When we return to the main body, will this parallel world become a new primary world?" As Lin Tian said this, he looked at the notes he had recorded. In truth, he had already touched upon the reality: Time itself was what allowed three worlds to exist on the timeline simultaneously.

Once they merged with the main body, would the Douluo parallel world and the Peerless Tang Sect parallel world transform into primary worlds?

This would truly be a fascinating experiment.

At this moment, Lin Yan spoke, his tone filled with hesitation and caution: "Then, should we tell the main body about this discovery?"

"No need."

Lin Tian shook his head slowly, meeting the confusion in Lin Yan's eyes with a calm gaze. He explained, "As a monarch, he may already know, but given the current situation, it is not yet time for him to dwell on such matters." As he spoke, he closed the notebook, tapped the cover with his fingertips, and looked back at Lin Yan with a more solemn expression.

After a brief pause, he continued, "As his subjects, our duty is to share the monarch's burdens and handle the things he cannot address at this stage. That is the sense of propriety we should maintain."

Lin Yan looked at the incredibly serious Lin Tian before him and chuckled. "I take back some of my previous words. Aside from your appearance, your brain is indeed the best among us."

"Is that your way of acknowledging me as a companion?"

"There's no need for acknowledgment; we are the same person." Lin Yan walked to the window, looked out at the nightlife of Suotuo City, and said slowly, "We have three years left. We need to speed up."

During the Dragon King era, Lin Nuo returned home with the gift Mang Tian had given him. What he held was the teacher's most precious possession: experience and some extremely useful forging materials. He was told to study them carefully every day and come to ask questions on Saturdays and Sundays if he encountered anything he didn't understand.

It could be said that in taking him and Tang Wuling as apprentices, Mang Tian had emptied his entire savings, leaving nothing behind.

He was truly a good teacher, unlike that Yu Xiaogang, who couldn't provide knowledge or protection, and whose only value was that Soul Tool storage device—he was essentially a complete failure.

If you took any teacher from the Dragon King era, they could easily crush that guy Yu Xiaogang.

"Brother."

"Na'er, what's wrong?" Lin Nuo was pulled back to reality by Na'er's affectionate call. He looked at Na'er, who was tugging at him, and asked curiously.

"Brother, do you still have fire elements?" Na'er's purple gem-like eyes stared at Lin Nuo with curiosity. During the forging earlier, she had actually sensed a trace of residual fire element. It was negligible, but as the Dragon King and master of elements, she felt it clearly.

Her brother's Body Martial Soul should have been related to time; where would he get fire elements?

This left her puzzled. Could it be that Gu Yue had other secrets she hadn't told her?

"Na'er, is there a possibility that I was swinging the hammer too fast and it gave you an illusion?" Lin Nuo didn't intend to tell her everything and casually made up an excuse to brush off the curious little dragon.

Hearing this, Na'er stared intently at her brother's eyes. Realizing he didn't want to tell the truth, she couldn't press further and could only nod. "Then it must have been Na'er who saw wrong."

In her heart, however, she cursed Gu Yue: "That damn Gu Yue must be hiding something."

In Shrek City, Gu Yue, who was undergoing advanced training on artificial Soul Spirits at the Spirit Pagoda, suddenly sneezed.

The red-haired beauty standing nearby looked at Gu Yue and asked with concern, "A-Yue, the weather is cold lately, you should wear more clothes."

"I understand, Teacher." Gu Yue nodded. She rubbed her nose, unable to help but think, "Could it be that that brat A-Nuo is thinking of me?"

"By the way, A-Yue." The red-haired beauty looked at her disciple with an incredibly serious expression.

Gu Yue asked suspiciously, "What is it, Teacher?"

"If you like someone, you must be bold about it~"

Gu Yue: "?"

Had her teacher lost her mind again?