Shen Ming's Boast

As Li Ang thought it over, he surprisingly didn't refuse this time. After all, Heavenly Phoenix Douluo was a big shot.

The resources at her disposal were absolutely beyond anything Shen Ming could match. If she took a liking to him and gave him access to some of those resources, that would be even better.

His physical constitution was constantly improving, and his potential was growing with it.

His cultivation speed was far faster than the average person's, but it was still limited—in other words, it was within the normal range.

As a transmigrator, he didn't want any overpowered cheat, but if he couldn't raise his cultivation speed, then even with strength, he'd still get beaten down.

He didn't want to be some invincible hero who used his second-ring strength to fight third- and fourth-ring experts. He'd much rather have five rings and beat up those with two or three.

What was the point of winning against the odds?

Throwing your weight around and bullying the weak was what made life fun.

As Li Ang thought it over, he stood up and followed Ming Yue. The two of them headed together for the top floor of the Spirit Pagoda.

In the office on the top floor, a red-haired woman sat with one leg crossed over the other, her gaze sweeping over Shen Ming.

Watching the woman sit in her seat, Shen Ming lowered his head and wiped the sweat from his face.

He was clearly nervous around her. She was his direct superior, and he'd taken on a disciple without telling her at all.

If she hadn't found out, that would've been one thing. Now that she had, the consequences could be disastrous.

Shen Ming couldn't help feeling helpless. Leng Yaozhu had obviously planted someone on his side, but he had no idea who it was—or even whether he could figure it out.

"That boy still hasn't arrived? Is his talent really as good as you say? Do you think he can compare to my disciple?"

"My disciple has Innate Full Soul Power, and her Martial Soul is one of the very best Tool Martial Souls!"

As Leng Yaozhu spoke, an indescribable pride showed on her face. Standing beside her was a little girl of about six.

The girl had beautiful violet eyes and long silver hair.

Her gaze swept over the room too. After glancing at Shen Ming, she lowered her head slightly.

Shen Ming looked at her as well, and he was somewhat surprised by her talent. But when he thought of his own disciple, who also had Innate Full Soul Power and that terrifying strength, he felt better.

She might be his direct superior, and she might have taken on a disciple with such outstanding talent, but his own disciple possessed that terrifying strength—and had an incredibly strange Martial Soul. Even he couldn't see through the boy's Martial Soul at all.

So what did he have to be embarrassed about?

His disciple being better than his superior's wasn't his disciple's fault. It just meant her disciple wasn't as strong as his.

Shen Ming was just about to speak when the door was gently pushed open.

Ming Yue poked her head in, glanced around, then pushed Li Ang inside.

Li Ang calmly took a step forward and stopped. His gaze swept over the three people.

His eyes paused on Shen Ming's face for only a second before shifting to Leng Yaozhu.

The woman before him had long red hair. Her perfectly fitted qipao showed off her curvy figure, and her face was stunning, with the cool beauty of an icy beauty.

But even for a woman of her caliber, Li Ang's gaze lingered only for a moment. Then he looked at the third person. Seeing the six-year-old girl, his mouth fell open before he could stop it.

Even with his incredible composure, he found it hard to believe. The girl was none other than Na'er.

But at this point in time, wasn't Na'er supposed to be at Tang Wulin's home?

Why had she appeared here with Leng Yaozhu—and even become her disciple?

Li Ang was completely bewildered. He even began to doubt whether this person was really Na'er.

After all, this was completely different from the original timeline.

Normally, even with him as a butterfly throwing the timeline into disarray, he hadn't done anything yet. Aside from Martial Soul Awakening, he hadn't done anything else so far.

He hadn't even flapped his wings, so he shouldn't have affected the original timeline.

As he thought this, his pupils suddenly contracted.

He'd forgotten one thing: the Silver Dragon King herself was a God King-level powerhouse. Though gravely injured, she couldn't possibly be lacking in her ability to sense Douluo Planet.

There were things an ordinary Limit Douluo couldn't sense that the Silver Dragon King might well be able to.

At this point, he was practically the incarnation of Douluo Planet, with the Douluo Planet Martial Soul. And he also had the Geo Archon Rex Lapis Template, whose power was limitless.

As long as he could grow up safely, without dying young or meeting an untimely end, he would become the real Morax.

It would be an exaggeration to say Morax was countless times stronger than a God King, but his true combat power was absolutely beyond the level of a God King.

After all, this wasn't Morax, who had been influenced by the Laws of Truth and given up his divine rank.

He was the true Geo Archon Rex Lapis—or, rather, the Geo Traveler Star.

Under those circumstances, it was only natural that Gu Yuena would notice him. He still couldn't quite understand why she had come to him, though.

Even if she'd noticed him, shouldn't she have come straight to him and asked him to take her in? What was the point of coming here with Leng Yaozhu?

These thoughts passed through Li Ang's mind in just two seconds, but he truly couldn't make sense of it.

Still, seeing how Leng Yaozhu looked ready to pounce, he hurriedly lowered his head.

Shen Ming didn't seem bothered by this. He stepped forward, patted Li Ang on the shoulder, then looked toward Leng Yaozhu.

"This is my new disciple. His name is Li Ang, and his Martial Soul is very unusual. It seems to be a domain-type Martial Soul, with tremendous power of its own. His combat ability is extraordinary, too."

Shen Ming said this, then cleared his throat. He glanced at Li Ang for a second before turning his eyes away from Leng Yaozhu to the wall beside them.

"Ah, I adopted this boy from among the orphans. His potential is astonishing. And that's not all—he's only six years old, yet he can lift nearly one ton. He's stronger than normal Power Attack System Soul Masters with three or four rings."

"His combat ability is remarkable, too, and he has tremendous destructive power."

"Ahem. Of course, my disciple may be very talented, but he still can't compare to your disciple, Boss."