My Name is Dugu Yan!

The audience in the livestream room was not nearly as polite, especially those who had just crammed their knowledge of Douluo Continent and were at their peak desire to show off:

[God-tier nonsense calling him the ancestor of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan! Yu Tianxin wouldn't dare claim it, and his grandfather Yu Luomian wouldn't agree to it either!]

[I have to hand it to the streamer for his ability to spout such utter rubbish!]

[To be fair, the stage effects with the dry ice are actually pretty good. But that thing behind Chu Men, why does it look like a Tesla Coil to me?]

Meanwhile, at the Star Soul Guidance Shop.

Liu Erlong was lying on a rattan chair in the courtyard.

She watched Xiao Wu eat a proper breakfast instead of the messy, so-called snacks Chu Men had scrounged up from who knows where!

It was just a pity that a large patch of leaves on the parasol tree had gone bald; otherwise, Liu Erlong's sleeping posture could have been even more leisurely.

"Sister Erlong, will there really be that many people at Brother Chu Men's lecture?"

Xiao Wu looked up, casting a lingering, reluctant glance at the snacks in Liu Erlong's hand before chewing hard on her carrot.

"Don't worry, that guy has plenty of tricks up his sleeve. He can handle it!"

And so, the two chatted idly, back and forth.

Until noon, they hadn't seen a single blind, Yu-surnamed fellow who looked like he lacked a guide come knocking at their door!

In the grand auditorium of the Blue Tyrant Academy.

Chu Men didn't start with a little story as usual; to stir the emotions of such a large crowd, he had to bring out the heavy artillery.

He snapped his fingers!

The staff connected the power, the soul power circuits engaged, and the Tesla Coil, imbued with its specific entry, began to flicker with arcs of light.

Chu Men smiled faintly, walked to a position seven or eight meters to the left of the coil, faced the audience, and raised his right hand.

A flash of soul light passed through his hand, immediately resonating with the coil.

"Snap—"

A bolt of golden thunder suddenly erupted!

"Whoa!"

The entire hall was in an uproar!

"So cool!"

The young soul masters vented the passion in their hearts amidst the cool, flashy atmosphere of sound and light.

"A lightning-type soul power amplification device?"

Students who had reached the level of Great Soul Master or even Soul Grandmaster wore grave expressions, their eyes locked firmly on the coil on stage.

Chu Men's hand movements did not stop; instead, they became increasingly proficient.

Depending on the intensity and direction of the soul power he channeled, golden thunderbolts—some straight, some curved, some thick, some thin—flickered continuously before everyone's eyes.

The air was filled with the sharp scent of soul power, and combined with the endless clouds of mist created by the dry ice, it made everyone feel as if they were truly standing amidst a thundercloud.

Chu Men had only intended to perform at first, but the more he played, the more addicted he became, and he began to manipulate multiple streams of soul power simultaneously.

Suddenly, the lightning on stage began to intertwine, and the crackling sounds were incessant.

The lightning was like a musical composition, dancing gracefully to the rhythm played by Chu Men's fingertips.

The lightning grew thicker, the web of thunder grew denser, and the crackling sounds fell like relentless raindrops as streaks of golden plasma began to condense around the coil.

Chu Men stood in the center of the lightning, his robes fluttering, looking like a thunder god descended to the mortal world!

He waved his hand upward gently.

"Crackle!"

Countless bolts of lightning leaped above everyone's heads, the golden radiance illuminating the entire auditorium!

A wild dance of golden snakes!

Countless tiny golden snakes wound and slithered along the pillars and beams, dancing and weaving through the mist until the entire hall seemed to have turned into an ocean of lightning!

[Holy crap, that's so flashy!!!]

[A performance of lightning, a carnival of energy, filled with arrogance and unbridled wildness! All hail our Majesty the Thunder God, haha!]

[Just one word: damn beautiful!]

The students at the Soul Master level were already stunned, some even cheering, their eyes filled with worship.

The students at the Great Soul Master level had expressions that flickered between light and shadow.

They were wary of the danger of the lightning, yet they yearned for its power!

The Soul Grandmaster-level students were polarized!

Some were so fanatical their pupils were dilating, while others already had cold sweat beading on their foreheads.

The few teachers at the Soul King level in the back row had expressions that were grave to the extreme!

They could feel the terrifying power contained within that lightning!

Just then, a purple soul ring flashed from the student seating area, and a crimson flame struck the web of lightning in the air.

The one who attacked was a noble student from the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, a sneer of disdain on his face:

"Playing tricks!"

In the next second, all the drifting, dancing lightning seemed to find a breakthrough; following the trajectory of the flames, it instantly poured down onto that student!

"Ah—"

A miserable scream echoed throughout the entire auditorium!

Chu Men quickly cut off the soul power circuit.

The noble student was already convulsing all over, his skin charred black, his hair standing straight up, transformed into a textbook afro!

He fell over stiffly.

The students behind him stepped back in unison, allowing him to hit the floor without obstruction.

The accompanying teacher rushed up, checked his condition, and let out a sigh of relief:

"It's fine, it's fine, he's just been shocked unconscious."

Crackle, crackle~~

The facts proved that not everyone could withstand the "gift" of lightning body-tempering.

The student with the wandering hands was carried out of the auditorium, his body still twitching.

Chu Men smoothed things over, though he couldn't resist a bit of sarcasm at the end:

"As expected of a student from the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, your courage is truly commendable!"

That's actual lightning, and this student dared to just touch it? I'm impressed!

Is this considered a teaching accident?

Shrek Academy uses the Great Soul Arena as a classroom; isn't that a teaching accident every single day?

Fortunately, these students were all soul masters, and training injuries were a common occurrence, so no one made a big fuss.

The class continued.

Chu Men turned off the Tesla coil, and the auditorium returned to calm.

"As you have all seen, this is the power of a Soul-Guided Device."

Chu Men chose his words carefully, his voice ringing out clearly across the hall.

"Although limited by the materials themselves, the power is not enough to rival high-level soul masters, but as for this lightning coil, dealing with a Soul Ancestor or a Soul King is still no problem!"

The students below looked at each other, whispering, their hearts deeply shaken.

How many soul masters in the entire Douluo Continent could reach the level of Soul Saint or Soul Douluo?

Even in a top-tier clan with a peak martial soul like the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Soul Douluos could be counted on one hand.

At this moment, not only the noble students from other schools but even the accompanying lead teachers were calculating in their hearts.

They hadn't expected the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan to have secretly developed such powerful Soul-Guided Device technology!

This wasn't just some minor modification to a Soul-Guided Device; it was a genuine, powerful amplification!

If things continued to develop this way, the strength of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan would likely rise to a whole new level!

They would have to be much more cautious when dealing with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan in the future.

As for Chu Men, a mere Soul Ancestor, everyone just regarded him as a spokesperson.

Still, judging by his age, he was quite the genius!

On stage, Chu Men explained the underlying physics principles, occasionally throwing in a suggestive joke that made the adolescent boys and girls blush.

However, the teachers and students from noble backgrounds, or those with ties to the nobility, had minds that had already flown elsewhere.

On the contrary, the students of Blue Tyrant Academy and those from commoner backgrounds listened with great interest, bursting into laughter from time to time.

Yet, to some, this laughter sounded incredibly grating!

It was only the pressure of the name "Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon" that forced them to temporarily suppress their greedy and evil thoughts.

"If I want it, it's mine!" and "If I can't have it, I'll destroy it!"—for people in certain circles, such thoughts were as plain and simple as could be!

The class ended.

Chu Men was surrounded by a group of students asking questions, and it took him a while to break free.

The students were still unsatisfied, discussing the lightning performance in small groups.

Many Blue Tyrant Academy students were still lingering in the cool air left by the dry ice in the auditorium, chatting about the future of Soul-Guided Devices and the knowledge they had learned today.

Some female students were also talking about Chu Men's appearance, personality, and scholarship.

It wasn't just Bibi Dong who liked this type; many girls hoped their partners would not only be powerful but also well-read and knowledgeable.

It would be even better if they were witty and humorous, rather than being like a block of wood that only knew how to cultivate!

As for the teachers and noble students from other schools, they left the grand auditorium in a hurry.

"I never expected the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan to have such a trick up their sleeve!"

"Indeed, we must hurry back and tell the Clan Master to keep a closer eye on the movements of the Upper Three Sects."

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is likely going to lose sleep over this!"

"They are worthy of being the most powerful spirit master clan; ever since the Clear Sky Sect..."

"Watch your tongue!"

Chu Men packed away the Tesla Coil and the battery in the lounge, handed the remaining dry ice to a few "strong laborers," and waved goodbye amidst their expressions of gratitude.

As soon as he stepped out of the auditorium, he saw a young girl wearing the Heaven Dou Royal Academy uniform, leaning against a parasol tree ahead.

The girl was tall with a stunning appearance, her short, deep purple hair exuding a sense of capability, while her eyes carried a hint of cold allure and unruliness.

What was most eye-catching were her eyes; the pupils were a faint, emerald green...

Poison!

Chu Men's footsteps faltered.

[Holy crap, green eyes!]

[Could it be Poison Douluo's granddaughter!]

[Run, streamer, this girl is poisonous! Like, literally carrying snake venom!]

Seeing Chu Men, the girl straightened up and walked over slowly.

A faint, lingering fragrance drifted over, mixed with an imperceptible sweetness that made Chu Men instinctively hold his breath.

The girl stopped in front of Chu Men, looked him up and down, and a playful smile curled at the corners of her lips:

"Hello, Teacher Chu Men, my name is Dugu Yan!"