Dragon Master Teaches Worldly Affairs · Sacred Dragon Initiates New Thoughts

Long Jinyu raised his hand slightly. "Hm, rise. Since you have initially adapted, I shall now explain the current situation we face, as well as... a portion of the plans I hold in my heart."

He turned and activated the Soul Tool screen on the desk. A light curtain flickered to life, projecting a world map far more complex and detailed than the one from ten thousand years ago.

Tuoba Xi stared intently, his brows knitting tighter and tighter, his face etched with confusion. He pointed to the unfamiliar continental outline on the left side of the map and asked hesitantly, "Young Master... this map... how has the continent become like this? What is this territory on the left...?"

"Heh, can you feel it? The torrent of the era."

Watching Tuoba Xi's "thirst for knowledge" like an ignorant student, the soul of a "teacher" that Long Jinyu had inherited from Blue Star and nurtured under Mother Jin's influence instantly ignited.

He gave a light cough, forced a stern expression, shoved a blank notebook and a pen into Tuoba Xi's hands, and unconsciously adopted a lecturing tone:

"Hm! Listen well, learn well! Take out your little notebook and take notes! The Little Dragon God Classroom is now in session! Everything I say next is key knowledge—it will be on the exam!"

Tuoba Xi: "???"

Clutching the pen and notebook, he stared at Long Jinyu, who had instantly entered a certain state, feeling momentarily dazed.

Long Jinyu ignored him, fished a long, thin pointer from who knows where, and cleared his throat. "Ahem, first, do you feel the density of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi? How does it compare to your time?"

Tuoba Xi sensed it carefully, his expression shifting again. "Rich... it is more than several times greater!"

"That is one of the answers."

Long Jinyu tapped the Soul Tool map with his pointer, illuminating the region representing the Sun Moon Continent. "About four thousand years ago, a continent named 'Sun Moon' crossed the vast ocean and collided violently with our Douluo Continent. The world underwent a drastic change, the laws merged, and the Yuan Qi surged accordingly. This," he tapped the glowing area, "is the Sun Moon Continent. Upon it lies a unified nation—the Sun Moon Empire."

He observed Tuoba Xi's reaction before dropping a bombshell: "This nation's Soul Tool technology has reached its peak. The hidden weapons of the Tang Sect that you remember with such pride, such as the Godly Zhuge Crossbow, are like children's toys compared to their standard-issue Soul Tool Ray Cannons."

"What?!"

Tuoba Xi was horrified. As someone who had personally experienced the power of Tang Sect hidden weapons, he could better grasp the terrifying implications of those words.

"Relying on these, they once brought the three empires of Douluo to the brink of collapse."

Long Jinyu's tone turned cold. "Had the Shrek Academy principal of that generation not stepped forward, gathering nearly sixty Title Douluo-level powerhouses from across the Douluo Continent to hold the line and turn the tide, I fear the Douluo Continent would have long since been renamed Sun Moon."

"Si... sixty Title Douluo?!"

Tuoba Xi felt his brain buzzing. Ten thousand years ago, the number of Title Douluo on the entire continent could be counted on one's fingers! The impact of this number was far greater than the outline of a strange continent. "Young Master... this... the amount of information is truly too vast, this subordinate..."

"It's fine."

Long Jinyu tapped the screen lightly with his pointer, signaling him to steady himself. "Just note the main points for now; you can digest them slowly later."

"Having many Title Douluo is not necessarily a good thing."

He continued, his tone becoming frigid. "The collision with the Sun Moon Continent brought not only a formidable enemy but also a cancer known as Evil Soul Masters! They cultivate evil arts using the essence, blood, and souls of the living. Their cruelty knows no bounds, and they are the common enemy of the continent. Now, they have formed a tightly organized 'Holy Spirit Cult', a veritable den of demons. The most troublesome part is that of the only three Limit Douluo currently known on the continent, two are the pillars of the Holy Spirit Cult!"

Tuoba Xi's face showed intense confusion and indignation. "With so many powerhouses and such... terrifying Soul Tool technology, why tolerate such evil? Though there was constant strife ten thousand years ago, it was never like this... And what of Tang San? He destroyed Martial Soul Hall; his Tang Sect and Shrek Academy must be top-tier powers now. Do they just sit idly by?"

"Reason? What reason do they have?"

Long Jinyu sneered, his laughter filled with disdain. "The upper echelons of the Sun Moon Empire and the Holy Spirit Cult have long been deeply colluded, acting as each other's cover. They themselves are part of this festering sore!"

"As for the Tang Sect? They are stuck in their ways, clutching their hidden weapons like ancestral tablets while viewing Soul Tools as mere parlor tricks. They have long been crushed by the era; now, they hold nothing but an empty name!"

"Shrek?"

He paused, his tone becoming complex, filled with both anger at their lack of ambition and a cold, scrutinizing gaze. "Their status is high, but they have become decadent. They established a 'Supervision Group' with a grand name—to maintain peace and eradicate evil. But do you know who is on the front lines, using their flesh and blood to fill the holes left by those Evil Soul Masters? It is mostly the students who have yet to grow up! And what are the Elders, who enjoy the highest offerings, doing? They call it 'guarding the academy'! Ha, what a 'guard'! Watching the children go to their deaths—that is the 'responsibility' they have accumulated over ten thousand years!"

His gaze sharpened. "In this world, the upper class lives in a drunken stupor while the lower class struggles in agony. Resources are monopolized by clans, and commoners are like ants. There are even young Soul Masters with exceptional talent who, to seek a glimmer of survival for their loved ones, must humble themselves and sell their own bodies! This is the ten-thousand-year 'Golden Age' under their rule!"

Tuoba Xi fell silent. He recalled the branches of Martial Soul Hall that once spanned the continent. Though they had their ambitions, they had indeed provided hope and protection to commoner Soul Masters to a certain extent. This formed a cruel contrast to the scene Long Jinyu described.

His throat bobbed, and a question he had been suppressing finally spilled out: "Young Master... this subordinate dares to ask, if... if the Martial Soul Empire had unified the continent back then, would the result have been better than it is today?"

Long Jinyu's eyes flickered, and he mused, "History has no 'ifs'. Furthermore, Bibi Dong intended to destroy, not to build. Even if the Martial Soul Empire had won, it would not have lasted."

"But speaking solely of the protection of commoners and the training system for Soul Masters, Martial Soul Hall did indeed do far better than the current powers."

"And this is precisely part of my plan—"

He stood up, his voice low but carrying a grand ambition. "To learn from the strengths of Martial Soul Hall, discard its dross, and establish a more perfect, more powerful, and truly world-leading organization that can bless the common people! Then, end this chaotic era, and subsequently..."

"U, nify, the, world—!!!"

Tuoba Xi's heart shook violently. The look he gave Long Jinyu was filled with shock and a spark of ignited fervor. But as a former sect master, he immediately thought of more practical matters: "I am in awe of the Young Master's ambition! But such a great undertaking is complex and multifaceted. I wonder where the Young Master intends to start? Where does our foundation lie now?"

Long Jinyu looked at him approvingly. "A good question. This requires long-term planning and a step-by-step approach. My current public identity is an inner court student of Shrek Academy, and furthermore, the closed-door disciple of Shrek's strongest, Sea God Pavilion Master Mu En."

"What?"

Tuoba Xi was surprised once more. "You have already infiltrated Shrek and occupy such a core position?"

"Correct."

Long Jinyu's eyes flashed with strategic light. "Although Shrek is riddled with flaws, its reputation, resources, and talent pool accumulated over ten thousand years remain the best on the continent. Rather than starting from scratch elsewhere and clashing with them head-on, it is better to borrow their nest to hatch our eggs, gradually reforming them from within."

"Take the essence, discard the dross. In the end, make it an important component of our future organization, rather than an enemy."

He thought of another matter: "As for the 'Nine-Colored Dragon Valley'..."

Tuoba Xi immediately focused his attention.

Long Jinyu smiled slightly. "That is a banner I have prepared for all the 'companions' who will gather in the future—an external identity."

Long Jinyu's tone was calm. "It is not a real sect, but a symbol, a name of heritage. Acting under this banner allows us to advance or retreat, enabling us to avoid excessive attention and siege from the entire world while our wings are not yet fully grown. You, Tuoba Xi, are the first Elder under this banner."

Tuoba Xi suddenly realized: "The Young Master is far-sighted! Nine-Colored Dragon Valley shall be our shared identity and spiritual home!"

"Precisely. Your future task is not only to improve your strength but to habituate yourself to and uphold this identity. As for our true foundation..." Long Jinyu's gaze swept past the window, "Here, 'Yanhuang Lingyun' is one of the core cornerstones of the plan. It stands transcendent, possessing top-tier medical capabilities and independent military force; it is our most reliable starting point."

"This subordinate understands!"

Tuoba Xi suddenly recalled something, "By the way, within the Medical Pavilion, I sensed a flame aura similar to that of Ma Hongjun, one of the Shrek Seven Devils from ten thousand years ago. Is that...?"

"That is his descendant."

Long Jinyu replied, a meaningful curve touching the corner of his mouth, "Since you are one of our own, I will tell you another secret. Since you mentioned the original Shrek Seven Devils... Tuoba Xi, do you know their ultimate destination?"

Tuoba Xi was startled: "Destination? This subordinate does not know."

Long Jinyu lowered his voice, as if recounting a world-shaking secret: "Above the Douluo Continent exists a higher plane known as the 'God Realm.' Those with peerless talent have the opportunity to gain the favor of deities and inherit godhood. Ten thousand years ago, the God Realm still had vacancies, and the strongest of that era, the Shrek Seven Devils... all became gods!"

"Became... gods?! Does the world truly hold gods?" Tuoba Xi was shocked, then remembered, "You previously mentioned the Angel God's godhood was shattered..."

"Correct."

Long Jinyu affirmed, "Had you left a few years later, you surely would have witnessed that 'Battle of the Three Gods' which was recorded in history—"

"Tang San, who held the dual godhoods of Sea God and Asura, faced off against the Rakshasa God Bibi Dong and the Angel God Qian Renxue. In the end... Tang San won."

His tone turned cold, carrying undisguised disgust, "But... after this wretch became a god, he acted despicably, disregarding human morality, using his own daughter as a chain to bind others. Such actions are nauseating; he is truly unworthy of being a god! In the future, I will certainly storm the God Realm, slay this scoundrel, restore order to the universe, and become the master of the God Realm!"

Tuoba Xi felt his heart surge with excitement, exclaiming: "The Young Master is mighty! In that case, should we start with his descendants? This subordinate is willing to..."

"No!"

Long Jinyu interrupted immediately, his tone stern, "Cough, cough, cough... They are them, and their descendants are their descendants; how can they be lumped together? Grudges must be clearly distinguished. Besides..."

His tone softened slightly, carrying a hint of tenderness, "That Fire Phoenix... I do wish to... protect her well."

Tuoba Xi was stunned for a moment, then reacted, blurting out: "Young Master?! You... could it be that you have taken a fancy to that descendant of Ma Hongjun?! If you face Ma Hongjun in the God Realm in the future, wouldn't he rely on his seniority to take advantage of you, making you call him..."

"Ha... Hahahaha—!"

Long Jinyu seemed to have heard the most absurd joke in the world. He first let out a short, mocking laugh, then could no longer restrain himself, bursting into loud laughter that echoed through the room, filled with undisguised arrogance and derision.

Tuoba Xi was left somewhat bewildered: "Young Master, what is this...?"

Long Jinyu stopped laughing, his eyes looking down with disdain: "I like his descendant because she herself is worthy; what does that have to do with that fat man? If that Ma Hongjun dares to use this as an excuse to put on any airs of an ancestor in front of me..."

A cold light flashed in his eyes, his tone chilling, "I will definitely use the Dragon Slaying Blade to mince him into meat paste! No, to hack him into a blood mist!"

Tuoba Xi was completely subdued by this peerless, domineering aura, his heart filled with sincere submission: "This subordinate was foolish! The Young Master is domineering!"

Long Jinyu restrained his smile and looked at Tuoba Xi's notes: "Alright, the lesson is about over. How are the notes?"

Tuoba Xi respectfully presented the notes with both hands: "Every word the Young Master spoke was a pearl of wisdom. This subordinate has recorded them all diligently. Please, take a look."

Long Jinyu took them and glanced over, slightly surprised: "Yo, the handwriting is neat and the logic is clear. It seems you didn't abandon your studies back when you were a sect master?"

Tuoba Xi bowed slightly: "The Young Master is too kind. As a sect master, if one has no ink in their chest, how can they convince the masses or handle sect affairs?"

"Haha, good!"

Long Jinyu nodded with satisfaction and returned the notes, changing the subject: "However, there is a saying: seeing is believing, hearing is doubting. I have said so much, but it is ultimately my own side of the story. You may not fully believe it in your heart, and you need to verify it yourself."

"What does the Young Master mean...?"

Long Jinyu took out a crystal card and a detailed map, handing them over: "This is 10,000 Gold Soul Coin and the latest world map. I will give you one month to travel the four corners and experience the true face of this era for yourself. When the time comes, return and tell me your choice."

Tuoba Xi took them solemnly, his expression grave. This was both a sign of respect and a test.

Long Jinyu looked at him and finally said: "Since you are the first person summoned by the Codex, I naturally will not treat you poorly."

As soon as he finished speaking, light flashed repeatedly in his palm. A ginseng grass wreathed in dragon energy, a torso bone radiating majestic life and sacred aura, and a blood-colored soul ring pulsing as fiercely as a small sun appeared out of thin air. Three powerful energy auras instantly filled the entire room.

"Sacred Dragon Imperial Ginseng, to purify dragon blood and promote Martial Soul Evolution; a 100,000-Year Sacred Heavenly Dragon Torso Bone; and a perfectly matched 100,000-year soul ring that can be attached directly."

Long Jinyu's tone was flat, as if introducing ordinary items, "Absorb them right here; no one will disturb you. Once you succeed, familiarize yourself with the power."

He turned around, his hand touching the doorknob, and paused. Without looking back, he tilted his head and tossed out a sentence in a tone that sounded casual yet all-knowing:

"Oh, right. Tuoba Xi, I will keep an eye on that sister of yours."

Tuoba Xi's entire body stiffened, his pupils instantly shrinking to the size of pinpricks.

Long Jinyu still did not look back: "When I mentioned that there might be more people like you summoned in the future, your attitude changed immediately... because you thought of her, didn't you?"

Tuoba Xi opened his mouth, but no sound came from his throat. He could only nod heavily, his heart already a sea of stormy waves.

"Serve me well, and the day of your reunion will come."

With that, Long Jinyu pushed the door open and stepped out, the isolation barrier falling quietly behind him.

Inside the room, Tuoba Xi clenched his fists tightly. The look in his eyes as he gazed at the three treasures held no more hesitation, only absolute loyalty and a burning fervor. He stepped forward...

Outside the door, Long Jinyu stood with his hands behind his back, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.