Shen Ming's Boast

Li Ang thought to himself, and for once, he didn't refuse. After all, this Heavenly Phoenix Douluo was a big shot.

The resources at her disposal were far beyond what Shen Ming could compare to; if he could catch her eye and secure some resources, that would be even better.

His current physical fitness was constantly improving, and his potential was growing steadily.

However, while his cultivation speed was much faster than the average person, it was still limited—or rather, it remained within the normal range.

As a transmigrator, he didn't necessarily want to be overpowered, but if his cultivation speed couldn't keep up, he would be suppressed and beaten even if he had the strength.

He had no desire to be some "Dragon Proud Heaven" protagonist who used the strength of a two-ring soul master to fight three-ring or four-ring powerhouses; he preferred to use the strength of a five-ring soul master to crush those at the two-ring or three-ring level.

What was the point of winning against the strong when you were weak?

Bullying the weak with superior strength was the most interesting thing of all.

Thinking this, Li Ang stood up and followed behind Ming Yue, and the two of them headed toward the top floor of the Spirit Pagoda.

Inside the top-floor office, a red-haired woman sat with her legs crossed, her gaze sweeping over Shen Ming, who stood to the side.

Seeing the woman sitting in his chair, Shen Ming lowered his head and raised a hand to wipe the sweat from his face.

Clearly, he was very nervous in front of her; she was his direct superior, and he hadn't told her a single word about taking on a disciple.

If he hadn't been caught, it would have been fine, but now that he had been, the consequences were unimaginable.

Shen Ming felt a sense of helplessness. It was obvious that Leng Yaozhu had planted someone on his side, but he had no idea who it was, or even if he could detect them.

"So, the kid hasn't arrived yet? Is his talent really as good as you say? Can his talent even compare to my disciple's?"

"My disciple possesses Innate Full Soul Power, and her martial soul is a top-tier tool soul!"

As Leng Yaozhu spoke, her face carried an indescribable pride, and standing beside her was a little girl of about six years old.

The little girl had a pair of beautiful purple eyes and long silver hair.

The little girl's gaze swept over, glanced at Shen Ming, and then she lowered her head slightly.

Shen Ming looked back at her, feeling somewhat surprised by her talent, but upon thinking of his own disciple, who also possessed Innate Full Soul Power and that terrifying strength, he felt a sense of relief.

Although she was his superior and had taken on such a talented disciple, his own disciple possessed that terrifying power, and his martial soul was extremely bizarre—even he couldn't see through it at all.

Under these circumstances, why should he feel embarrassed?

If his disciple was more outstanding than his superior's, it wasn't his disciple's fault; it just meant her disciple wasn't as strong as his.

As Shen Ming thought this and prepared to speak, the door was gently pushed open.

Ming Yue poked her head in, scanned the room, and then pushed Li Ang inside.

Li Ang took a calm step forward, stood still, and swept his gaze across the three people.

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

The woman before him had long red hair, and a perfect cheongsam revealed her curvaceous figure to the fullest. Her face was extremely beautiful, carrying the aura of an icy beauty.

However, Li Ang's gaze lingered on this top-tier beauty for only a moment before shifting to the third person. Looking at the six-year-old girl, his mouth subconsciously opened slightly.

Even with his terrifying self-control, he found it unbelievable; the person was none other than Na'er.

But the problem was, shouldn't Na'er be at Tang Wulin's house at this stage?

Why would she appear here with Leng Yaozhu and even become her disciple?

Li Ang was baffled; he even began to doubt whether this person was truly Na'er.

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

Normally, even though he was a butterfly that had disrupted the timeline, he hadn't done anything yet; other than his martial soul awakening, he hadn't done anything else.

He, this large butterfly, hadn't flapped his wings, and he shouldn't have had any impact on the original world line.

As he thought this, his pupils suddenly contracted.

He had forgotten one thing: the Silver Dragon King herself was a God King-level powerhouse. Although she was severely injured, her perception of Douluo Planet could not possibly be poor.

Things that a normal Limit Douluo couldn't sense, this Silver Dragon King might very well be able to.

At this moment, he was not only the embodiment of Douluo Planet, possessing the Douluo Planet martial soul, but he also held the template of the Geo Archon Rex Lapis, and the power of this template was infinite.

As long as he could grow up steadily without dying prematurely, he would be the true Morax.

It might be an exaggeration to say Morax was countless times stronger than a God King, but the true combat power of Morax was definitely not something a God King could compare to.

One had to remember that this was not the Morax who had been influenced by the laws of truth and had abandoned his status.

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

Therefore, under these premises, it was perfectly normal for Gu Yuena to notice him, but he still didn't understand why she had sought him out.

Logically speaking, even if she had noticed him, she shouldn't have come directly to his vicinity to have him take her in. What was the situation with her following Leng Yaozhu here?

These thoughts flashed through Li Ang's mind in just two seconds, but he truly couldn't figure this part out.

However, seeing Leng Yaozhu's hostile appearance, he hurriedly lowered his head.

Seeing this, Shen Ming didn't mind and took a step forward. He reached out and patted Li Ang on the shoulder, then looked at Leng Yaozhu.

"This is the disciple I've newly taken in. His name is Li Ang. His martial soul is quite unique; it seems to be a domain-type martial soul. It possesses terrifying power, and his combat strength is equally extraordinary."

Shen Ming coughed as he spoke, lingering on Li Ang for a second before looking at the wall instead of Leng Yaozhu.

"Sigh, I adopted this kid from an orphanage. His potential is astonishing. Not only that, but he's only six years old, and he already has about a ton of strength—stronger than a normal three-ring or four-ring assault-type soul master."

"His own combat power is also quite considerable, and he possesses great destructive force."

"Ahem, of course, although my disciple is very talented, he probably still can't compare to your disciple, Boss."