Who could be peering down from the stars? It was so hard to guess.
And he could also sense an aura in the Endless Mountains west of Douluo Continent that was utterly out of place on Douluo Planet.
"The Abyss Plane? Very well. I'll remember that."
But a mere Abyss Plane wasn't worth worrying too much about. Besides, they had no way of breaking through the barriers between planes at present.
And those three unusual auras near Ming Capital—those had to be the three Level 12 Fixed Soul Guidance Shells.
He spent some more time committing all the coordinates with strong life force to memory.
Unfortunately, even as the scene before him began to turn hazy, he still hadn't found the place known as the "Dragon Tomb."
At that moment, Long Yuan's vision went black. He felt his spiritual consciousness plummeting from the sky.
When he came to, he was back in the hotel room.
The spiritual power origin that had been in his hands had been completely absorbed, and everything seemed as if it had never happened.
If not for the blood still Boiling inside him and the faint traces of nine-colored light that ordinary people could hardly detect, he would have wondered whether it had all been a dream.
"Whatever. The most important thing now is to get used to this body."
He had absorbed the Silver Dragon King's spiritual power origin. All he had to do now was wait.
Whether it was fusing with the Dragon God Bloodline or building himself a new body, neither could be done in a day.
After one last glance at the unconscious Tang Wulin, Long Yuan used Soul Power to conjure a set of clothes for himself, then left the room.
"Good luck, Tang Wulin."
As he strolled along Eastsea City's old-fashioned streets, Long Yuan found himself feeling a little lost. He had no idea what to do.
He had plenty of long-term goals.
For instance, seeking a way to revive himself and pursuing the Dragon God's power.
Or reviving the Dragon Clan and fighting the Abyss Plane.
But when it came to short-term goals, he couldn't think of a single one.
"There's still a month until Eastsea Academy opens. Going somewhere farther away isn't very practical, so I can only visit a few other cities in the Skysea Alliance."
After making a rough plan, Long Yuan headed toward the Eastsea City Administration Office.
First order of business for a newcomer: get himself a legal identity.
It wasn't difficult. All he needed was an identity on paper. Whether it could withstand scrutiny beyond that wasn't his problem.
Using the power of his divine consciousness, he took control of an Administration Office employee.
"Sun Moon Federation Citizen ID. Name: Long Yuan. Age: eighteen. Martial Soul: Golden Dragon. Soul Power: Level 61. Place of origin: Aolai City..."
He made up some information and entered it into the system. Soon, a card was handed to Long Yuan.
With this thing, he'd have no trouble unless he went to some military restricted area.
After all, Douluo Continent was a world where strength reigned supreme, and Hidden Clans really did exist.
The Spirit Pagoda in Eastsea City was a thirteen-story, hexagonal tower.
In a city filled mostly with old-fashioned buildings, the Spirit Pagoda stood out like a crane among chickens.
"Hello, sir. Is there anything I can help you with?"
At the front desk, a receptionist saw Long Yuan enter and immediately stood up to greet him.
As she spoke, she sized him up from the corner of her eye.
Wow, he's so handsome. Is he some kind of celebrity?
Her cheeks flushed as she thought this.
Long Yuan naturally noticed her reaction, but didn't pay it any mind.
People said men were lecherous, but women could be just as bad—and that was especially true on Douluo Continent, a place that seemed absurd in every way.
(You could only say that the God of Love's big hand was always at work.)
"I'm here to see your tower master. Is he available?"
"Um, sir, do you have an appointment?" At the mention of the tower master, the receptionist stopped daydreaming and immediately returned to work.
"An appointment? No."
"I'm sorry, sir." The receptionist gave him an apologetic smile. "The tower master is extremely busy. Without an appointment, I'm not authorized to contact him for you."
There was indeed a Soul Guidance Communicator at the front desk that could call directly to the tower master's office. But that was only for visitors with appointments. If she called without one, she'd be held responsible.
"Is that so?" Long Yuan glanced at the young woman. "What's your name?"
"Sir, my name is Lu Kening."
Though she didn't know why he was asking, the receptionist answered without a hint of a flaw.
"Lu Kening, right? You're done here. Go stand over there."
With that, Long Yuan flashed behind the counter and casually picked up the special Soul Guidance Communicator.
"Um? Sir, please don't cause trouble at the Spirit Pagoda."
Lu Kening took a while to react, but by then it was too late.
By the time she tried to snatch the Soul Guidance Communicator from him, Long Yuan's call had already connected.
"Hello, this is Lu Fengnian. What can I do for you?"
Lu Fengnian?
Long Yuan raised an eyebrow. He hadn't known that the Eastsea City Spirit Pagoda's tower master was called that.
He glanced instinctively at Lu Kening, who seemed unsure what to do, and thought he understood.
"Tower Master Lu, right? Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Long Yuan, and I'm from a Hidden Clan. You probably haven't heard of it, so I won't go into details."
"Long Yuan, I don't believe we know each other. Also, where's the receptionist?"
"Why don't we talk in person, Tower Master Lu? What do you think?"
In the top-floor office, Lu Fengnian thought he'd misheard when he heard the request.
He instinctively wanted to scold the other man, but then reconsidered. If the man had dared to approach him like this, he must have something to back himself up.
"A Hidden Clan..."
After a moment of silence, he said, "Fine. If you want to see me, have the receptionist bring you up."
Lu Kening, standing nearby, had heard their entire conversation. Her eyes widened.
Huh? Since when was he so easygoing?
Long Yuan put down the Soul Guidance Communicator and waved his right hand in front of the dazed receptionist. "You heard him, right? Sorry for the trouble, but could you show me the way?"
Lu Kening immediately came to her senses. "Oh! All right, sir. Please follow me."
The two crossed the lobby and took the Soul Guidance elevator straight to the thirteenth floor. After walking down a long corridor, they arrived outside an office.
Lu Kening knocked several times. A middle-aged man's voice came from inside. "Come in."
At that, Lu Kening opened the door and led Long Yuan in.
A floor-to-ceiling window spanning more than a hundred square meters filled the wall opposite the entrance. A huge desk stood before it, with a neatly dressed, proper-looking middle-aged man seated behind it.
When she saw him, Lu Kening smiled. "Dad, I've brought him up for you."
"Don't be ridiculous!" The man rapped his knuckles on the desk. "How many times have I told you? At work, call me by my title!"
"Yes, yes, Tower Master Lu!" Lu Kening stuck out her tongue, unbothered, then closed the door with a radiant smile and left.