Late at night.
Qian Jue lay on the soft bed, already feeling drowsy.
What a comfortable bed. The beds at Long Yeyue's place had all been redwood boards, and sleeping on them had left him aching.
All he'd done was say he was uncomfortable, and that old hag had said, "What does a little kid need a waist for?"
Damn, was she treating me like some Guangxi local?
But it was all over now. He'd awakened a top-tier Martial Soul and gained an invincible backer. From here on out, life could only get better.
When the time came, he'd have to teach Long Yeyue a lesson with his own hands. If possible, he'd make her drink rice oil every day, so she could find out exactly what it tasted like.
"Haah—"
Qian Jue yawned and was just about to close his eyes when...
A soft, smooth little hand inexplicably slipped in from outside the covers, grabbed his ankle, and began feeling its way upward.
Qian Jue reacted on instinct and kicked out hard.
But his opponent was as slippery as a water snake, clamping around his thigh and climbing right onto him.
Then Qian Jue saw a little head emerge from beneath the covers.
"It's me, junior brother. Don't be scared."
"Senior sister, why are you crawling into my bed in the middle of the night...?"
Gu Yue lay on top of him, her two pale legs tightly clamped around his thigh. She casually looped an arm around Qian Jue's neck, rested her head against his chest, and replied with a cool, adorable look:
"I find it boring sleeping alone, so I thought I'd come chat with you. Once we got sleepy, I could just stay here and sleep."
Qian Jue was at a loss for words.
Don't say Gu Yue was still young and, like that rabbit from ten thousand years ago, didn't understand that men and women shouldn't be too familiar.
She'd inherited the Dragon God's wisdom. How could she not understand something so basic?
Seeing Qian Jue's expression, Gu Yue's heart tightened.
My darling isn't going to mistake me for someone easy, is he?
We've only just met a few days ago, and I'm already being this forward...
No, no, no. I absolutely can't leave my darling with that kind of bad impression.
Gu Yue suddenly said, "Actually, I feel safe when I'm around you, junior brother. And it can speed up my meditation, so that's why I came to find you in the middle of the night."
"I guess it has something to do with your Martial Soul, the Dragon Rising Pillar."
So that was it. I thought you were lusting after my body.
Qian Jue gradually calmed down.
He was only six. If Gu Yue really tried a midnight raid on him, he'd zap her good.
But this Dragon Rising Pillar was quite useful. Even the Silver Dragon King had been drawn to him. Judging by her reaction today, was the Dragon Rising Pillar even more tempting to Gu Yue than the Golden Dragon King Bloodline inside Tang Wulin?
Since Gu Yue was half of the Dragon God and had inherited astonishing wisdom, she must know a lot about this Dragon Rising Pillar, right?
Qian Jue was curious. In his previous life, he hadn't managed to finish the fourth installment, so he didn't know many of the later settings and plot developments.
At least as far as he remembered, the Dragon Clan didn't have a treasure called the Dragon Rising Pillar. At most, there was the Dragon Clan Dharma Blade, which should currently be in service with some legion.
"Senior sister, what exactly is this Dragon Rising Pillar?" Qian Jue asked.
Gu Yue pressed her cheek to Qian Jue's chest and patiently explained:
"I learned about it from ancient texts. According to legend, the Dragon God forged the Dragon Rising Pillar as a divine artifact using his own divine essence and the essence of the sun and moon, to commemorate the accomplishments of a Dragon Clan predecessor. That's why it's a sacred object in the hearts of all dragons, with extraordinary significance."
So that was it.
Looks like the Dragon God was pretty decent after all. He even knew to commemorate me.
But that guy was far too useless. He actually sank the Dragon Clan's warships I'd painstakingly built. There were only a few God Kings. If he hadn't died back then, he could've pinned the Asura God to the ground and beaten him too.
Do you have any idea how hard it is to build a top-tier force in the universe from scratch, you bastard?
It's easy to rule the world; it's conquering it that's hard. If I ever saw that old bastard Dragon God, I'd have to give him a thorough beating.
Inside the Coiling Dragon Staff, the Dragon God Soul—half-asleep—felt his heart leap.
Oh no, my darling hates me now.
It wouldn't matter if Qian Jue found out I was the one who ruined the Dragon Clan and beat me up. But he absolutely can't despise me.
Thankfully, my main soul had already erased all its past-life memories when it went to reincarnate. I wanted to face Qian Jue with a clear conscience.
As long as I don't let anything slip here...
The Dragon God Soul glanced at the Silver Dragon King clinging to Qian Jue like an octopus and felt thoroughly disdainful.
You're merely half of me, and you dare try to steal my darling?
Do you even understand the difference between a firefly's glow and the moon's brilliance?
Qian Jue didn't notice the Dragon God Soul's little thoughts. He simply pushed Gu Yue off him.
Gu Yue rubbed her eyes and looked at Qian Jue, puzzled.
She'd already explained everything. Why wouldn't junior brother let her cuddle up to him?
Qian Jue sat up in bed and looked at Gu Yue with an earnest expression. "Senior sister, since my Martial Soul is so useful, wouldn't it be a waste of time to sleep and chat here?"
"Before the age of twenty is the golden period for Martial Soul cultivation. Excellence comes from diligence, while idleness leads to ruin."
With that, Qian Jue sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began meditating.
Gu Yue sat stiffly at the edge of the bed like a duck, watching Qian Jue enter meditation. For a moment, she was completely dumbfounded.
In the end, all she could do was smile helplessly.
In their previous life, Qian Jue had been a cultivation fanatic.
It seemed that even after reincarnation, he was still himself.
Gu Yue lightly bit her lower lip, came to sit in front of Qian Jue, and took his hands.
Once Qian Jue entered meditation, the Dragon Rising Pillar inside him began operating on its own, drawing their Soul Power together and blending it.
Inside the Sea of Consciousness, Qian Jue could clearly sense everything happening outside.
He watched himself and Gu Yue sit cross-legged facing each other, their hands joined, colorful Soul Power flowing between them, their expressions peaceful and content.
"Damn, why does this scene feel so familiar?"
"The power of Haodong? No, no, it should be called Qian-Yue Power now."
In the original story, Gu Yue was later able to use the Silver Dragon King's power to stimulate the Golden Dragon King Bloodline inside Tang Wulin, achieving a Martial Soul Fusion.
But from the looks of it, Gu Yue was even more suited to cultivating alongside him and his Dragon Rising Pillar.
Judging by the Dragon Rising Pillar's Martial Soul traits, Gu Yue alone wouldn't be enough to stack his cultivation speed. He'd have to bring in more Soul Masters with dragon attributes.
There were three dragons at Eastsea Academy right now.
Xie Xie, the future Space-Time Dragon; Wang Jinxi, the Bone Dragon King; and our very own Golden Dragon King, Tang Wulin.
Looks like he'd have to stay at the academy from now on.
Qian Jue suddenly felt like a disciple of some Joyous Union Sect from the cultivation world, dragging in Soul Masters with dragon attributes to use as cauldrons.
Except the Dragon Rising Pillar benefited both sides. When they cultivated together, there were only winners—no losers.
Feeling the unceasing flow of Soul Power welling up inside him, Qian Jue quickly gathered his thoughts and focused on controlling its flow through his meridians, steadily improving his cultivation.