The Dragon Clan Joyous Union Sect Says

Late at night.

Qian Jue lay on the soft, expansive bed, sleepiness already tugging at his mind.

What a comfortable mattress; back at Long Yeyue's place, he had been forced to sleep on a red mahogany board that left him aching all over.

Whenever he complained about the discomfort, that old hag would just retort, "Since when do little kids have waists to hurt?"

Damn, she was treating him like a Guangxi native, wasn't she?

But it was all over now. With his top-tier martial soul awakened and an invincible backer, his life would only get better from here on out.

When the time came, he would personally teach Long Yeyue a lesson. If possible, he'd make her drink rice porridge every single day so she could finally taste what it was like for herself.

"Haa—"

Qian Jue let out a yawn and was just about to drift off when—

A soft, smooth little hand inexplicably snaked in from outside the quilt, grabbed his ankle, and began to trace its way upward.

Qian Jue's instincts flared, and he kicked out violently.

The intruder, however, was as slick as a water snake; she clamped onto his thigh and pressed her body against him, coiling around him.

Then, Qian Jue saw a small head pop out from under the covers.

"It's me, Junior Brother. Don't be afraid."

"Senior Sister, why are you crawling into my bed in the middle of the night..."

Gu Yue lay prone on top of him, her fair, slender legs locked tightly around his thighs. Her arms wound around Qian Jue's neck, and she rested her head against his chest, responding with a cold, adorable expression:

"I felt bored sleeping alone, so I thought I'd come over to chat with you. Once I got sleepy, I figured I'd just stay the night."

Qian Jue was momentarily speechless, not knowing what to say.

Don't even try to claim Gu Yue was too young to understand the boundaries between men and women, like that rabbit from ten thousand years ago.

She was the God of Wisdom who had inherited the Dragon God's intellect; how could she not know such things?

Seeing the look on Qian Jue's face, Gu Yue's heart tightened.

My dear wife wouldn't misunderstand and think I'm some kind of loose woman, would she?

After all, we've only known each other for a few days, and I'm already being this forward...

No, no, I absolutely cannot leave such a bad impression on my dear wife.

Gu Yue suddenly spoke up: "Actually, I just feel very at ease when I'm by your side, and it accelerates my meditation speed. That's why I came to find you in the middle of the night."

"I suspect it has something to do with the Dragon Rising Pillar martial soul."

So that's it. I thought you were just lusting after my body.

Qian Jue's heart gradually calmed down.

He was only six years old right now; if Gu Yue really tried to have her way with him, he'd have to give her a serious shock.

Still, this Dragon Rising Pillar was quite useful. It had even attracted the Silver Dragon King. Judging by her reaction today, the temptation of this Dragon Rising Pillar for Gu Yue might even exceed that of the Golden Dragon King bloodline inside Tang Wulin.

Since Gu Yue was half of the Dragon God and had inherited world-shaking 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 was unaware of many of the later settings and plot developments.

At the very least, in his memory, there was no such treasure as the Dragon Rising Pillar in the Dragon Clan. At most, there was the Dragon Clan Dharma Blade, which should be serving in some legion right now.

"Senior Sister, what exactly is this Dragon Rising Pillar?" Qian Jue asked.

Gu Yue pressed her cheek against Qian Jue's chest and explained patiently:

"I learned about it from ancient texts. Legend has it that the Dragon God forged this divine artifact using his own divine essence and the essence of the sun and moon to commemorate the achievements of a Dragon Clan sage. Therefore, the Dragon Rising Pillar is a sacred object in the hearts of all dragons, and its significance is extraordinary."

So that's how it is.

It seems this Dragon God wasn't half bad; he even knew to commemorate me.

It's just that the guy was utterly incompetent. He actually let the Dragon Clan warship I spent so much effort building sink. They were just a few God Kings—if he hadn't died back then, he could have pinned the Asura God to the ground and beaten him.

Does he have any idea how hard it is to build a top-tier cosmic power from scratch, you bastard!

Those who inherit an empire never understand the hardships of those who conquer one. If I ever get to meet that old hag, the Dragon God, I'll definitely give him a sound thrashing.

Inside the Coiling Dragon Staff, the soul of the Dragon God, in a semi-slumbering state, felt a jolt of alarm.

Oh no, I've been loathed by my dear wife.

If Qian Jue finds out that I was the one who threw away the Dragon Clan, I wouldn't mind being beaten, but I absolutely cannot be hated.

Thankfully, when my main soul went to reincarnate, it wiped away all memories of my past life, all so I could meet Qian Jue with a clean slate.

As long as I don't slip up here...

The Dragon God's soul glanced at the Silver Dragon King, who was wrapped around Qian Jue like an octopus, and felt a sense of disdain.

A mere half of myself, daring to compete with me for my wife?

Does she even understand the difference between the glow of a firefly and the brilliance of the moon!

Qian Jue didn't notice the Dragon God's inner thoughts; he had already shoved Gu Yue, who was pressing down on him, aside.

Gu Yue rubbed her eyes, looking at Qian Jue in confusion.

She had already explained everything, so why wouldn't her junior brother let her cuddle?

Qian Jue sat up on the bed, looked at Gu Yue with a solemn expression, and spoke, "Senior Sister, since my martial soul is so useful, wouldn't it be a waste of time for us to just sleep and chat here?"

"The time before twenty is the golden age for martial soul cultivation. Mastery comes from diligence, while play leads to neglect."

With that, Qian Jue sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to begin meditating.

Gu Yue sat blankly on the edge of the bed in a seiza position, watching Qian Jue, who had already entered a meditative state, feeling momentarily dazed.

In the end, she could only smile helplessly.

In his previous life, Qian Jue had been a cultivation fanatic.

It seemed that even after being reincarnated, he was still the same person.

Gu Yue bit her lower lip lightly, moved to sit in front of Qian Jue, and took his hands in hers.

Once he entered the meditative state, the Dragon Rising Pillar within Qian Jue began to operate on its own, drawing their soul power together to merge.

Within his spiritual sea, Qian Jue could clearly perceive everything happening in the outside world.

He watched as he and Gu Yue sat cross-legged facing each other, hand to hand, with colorful soul power circulating between them, their expressions peaceful and content.

"Damn, why does this scene feel so familiar?"

"Haodong Power? No, no, it should be called Qian-Yue Power now."

In the original story, Gu Yue could later trigger the Golden Dragon King bloodline within Tang Wulin through the power of the Silver Dragon King, achieving a martial soul fusion effect.

But looking at it now, Gu Yue was even more suited to cultivating together with him and his Dragon Rising Pillar.

According to the characteristics of the Dragon Rising Pillar, relying on just one Gu Yue wouldn't be enough to stack his cultivation speed; he would need to pull in more dragon-attribute soul masters.

Currently, there were three dragons at East Sea Academy.

The future Space-Time Dragon Xie Xie, the Bone Dragon King Wang Jinxi, and our very own Golden Dragon King Tang Wulin.

It seemed he would have to stay in the dormitory after all.

Qian Jue suddenly felt like a disciple of the Joyous Union Sect in the cultivation world, grabbing these dragon-attribute soul masters to use as cultivation cauldrons.

However, the Dragon Rising Pillar benefited both parties; it was a joint cultivation where there were only winners and no losers.

Feeling the soul power surging continuously within his body, Qian Jue quickly gathered his focus, concentrating on controlling the circulation of soul power through his meridians to steadily improve his cultivation.