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A gaze from the starry sky—who could it be? It was hard to guess.

Moreover, he could also sense an aura within the endless mountain ranges to the west of the Douluo Continent that felt entirely out of place on the Douluo Planet.

"The Abyss Plane? Very well, I have noted it."

However, a mere Abyss Plane was not worth his excessive concern; in any case, they currently lacked the ability to breach the planar blockade.

There were also those three peculiar auras near the Ming Capital; they were undoubtedly the three Grade-12 fixed-location soul guidance shells.

After spending some more time, he recorded all the coordinates of the locations with stronger life force.

Regrettably, by the time the scene before his eyes began to turn illusory, he still had not found the place known as the "Dragon Tomb."

At this moment, darkness fell before Long Yuan's eyes, and he felt his divine consciousness plummeting from the sky.

When he regained his senses, he had already returned to his hotel room.

The source of spiritual power he had been holding was already fully absorbed, and everything seemed as if it had never happened.

Were it not for the blood still boiling within his body and the faint traces of nine-colored light imperceptible to mortals, he would have suspected he had merely had a dream.

"Forget it. The most important thing now is to adapt to this body."

The Silver Dragon King's spiritual power source had been absorbed; now, he simply needed to wait.

Whether it was fusing the Dragon God bloodline or constructing a new body for himself, neither could be accomplished in a short time.

Taking one last look at the unconscious Tang Wulin, Long Yuan used his soul power to condense a set of clothes for himself before leaving the room.

"Good luck, Tang Wulin."

Strolling along the quaint streets of East Sea City, Long Yuan felt a sudden, lingering sense of aimlessness, unsure of what to do next.

If one spoke of long-term goals, he certainly had many.

For instance, seeking resurrection and pursuing the power of the Dragon God.

Or perhaps reviving the Dragon Clan and opposing the Abyss Plane.

But if forced to name a short-term goal, he truly could not find one.

"With one month left before East Sea Academy begins, it isn't realistic to travel too far. At most, I could visit a few other cities in the Sky Sea Alliance to pass the time."

After planning briefly, Long Yuan headed toward the East Sea City Administrative Office.

The first order of business for a newcomer: secure a legal identity.

This was not difficult; he only needed a facade of an identity. As for whether it could withstand scrutiny, that was not his concern.

Relying on the power of his divine consciousness, he directly controlled a staff member at the administrative office.

"Sun Moon Federation Citizen Identity Certificate. Name: Long Yuan. Age: Eighteen. Martial Soul: Golden Dragon. Soul Power: Level 61. Place of Origin: Aolai City..."

He fabricated some information and entered it into the system, and soon, a card was placed into Long Yuan's hand.

With this in his possession, as long as he didn't attempt to enter restricted military zones, there would be no issues.

After all, the Douluo Continent was a world where strength was respected, and hidden families truly did exist.

The East Sea City Spirit Pagoda was a thirteen-story, hexagonal tower.

In a city dominated by quaint architecture, the presence of this Spirit Pagoda could be described as standing out from the crowd.

"Greetings, sir. Is there anything I can help you with?"

At the front desk, a receptionist stood up immediately upon seeing Long Yuan enter.

As she spoke, she cast a sidelong glance at the newcomer.

Hmm, he's so handsome. Is he a celebrity from somewhere?

She thought, her face flushing.

Long Yuan naturally noticed her odd behavior, but he paid it no mind.

They say men are lustful, but women are no less so when they are, not to mention in a place as absurd as the Douluo Continent.

(One can only say the hand of the God of Love is always at work.)

"I am here to see your Pagoda Master. Is he available?"

"Ah, this... may I ask if you have an appointment, sir?" Hearing the words "Pagoda Master," the receptionist set aside her infatuation and immediately returned to her professional state.

"An appointment? No."

"I am sorry, sir." The receptionist offered an apologetic smile. "The Pagoda Master is extremely busy. Without an appointment, I do not have the authority to contact him for you."

The front desk did indeed have a Soul Guidance Communicator that could reach the Pagoda Master's office directly, but that was only for those with appointments. If she were to call without one, she would be held responsible.

"Is that so?" Long Yuan looked at the girl and asked, "What is your name?"

"Sir, my name is Lu Kening."

Although she did not know the intent behind his question, the receptionist's answer remained flawless.

"Lu Kening, right? This doesn't concern you anymore, go stand to the side."

Having said that, Long Yuan flashed behind the counter and casually picked up the special Soul Guidance Communicator.

"Hey? Sir, please do not cause trouble at the Spirit Pagoda."

It took a long moment for Lu Kening to react, but it was already too late.

By the time she tried to snatch the Soul Guidance Communicator back, the call Long Yuan had placed was already connected.

"Hello, this is Lu Fengnian. What can I do for you?"

Lu Fengnian?

Long Yuan raised an eyebrow; he truly hadn't known that the Spirit Pagoda branch master of East Sea City went by that name.

He subconsciously glanced at Lu Kening, who stood there at a loss for what to do, and seemed to understand something.

"Tower Master Lu, is it? Let me introduce myself. My name is Long Yuan. I come from a hidden clan. Of course, you likely haven't heard of it, so I won't bother with the details."

"Long Yuan, I don't recall knowing you. And where is the receptionist?"

"How about we meet in person, Tower Master Lu? What do you think?"

In the top-floor office, Lu Fengnian thought he had misheard when he received this request.

His instinct was to reprimand the caller, but upon second thought, he realized that if the other party dared to approach him like this, they must have some sort of leverage.

"A hidden clan..."

After a moment of silence, he said, "Fine. Since you wish to see me, have the receptionist bring you up."

Lu Kening, who was standing right there, had heard the entire conversation and her eyes widened in shock.

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? Please, lead the way."

Lu Kening immediately snapped back to reality. "Oh, oh, right. Sir, please follow me."

The two crossed the lobby, took the soul-guided elevator directly to the thirteenth floor, and after walking down a long corridor, arrived outside an office.

Lu Kening knocked on the door a few times, and a middle-aged man's voice came from within: "Come in."

Hearing this, Lu Kening pushed the door open and led Long Yuan inside.

Facing the door was a floor-to-ceiling window spanning over a hundred square meters. In front of it sat a massive desk, and behind the desk sat a middle-aged man with refined features and meticulous attire.

Seeing him, Lu Kening smiled. "Dad, I've brought the person you asked for."

"Nonsense!" The man tapped the desk. "How many times have I told you? Use my title while at work!"

"Yes, yes, Tower Master Lu!" Lu Kening stuck out her tongue dismissively, then beamed as she closed the door and stepped out.