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"Hello, Teacher Musigang. My name is Guyue Fangyuan. It's nice to meet you for the first time. Please take good care of me."

Fangyuan bowed slightly and performed a perfectly proper salute.

A male teacher?

Why wasn't it a female teacher?

Compared with male teachers, he still preferred female teachers.

Especially the kind he remembered—a female teacher wearing gold-rimmed glasses, with a graceful, alluring figure, and holding a teaching pointer would be even better!

"Young Master Fangyuan has very good manners."

Musigang pushed up his glasses and gave a slight nod.

He was somewhat surprised inside.

For such a young child to conduct himself with such composure and propriety.

Ordinary children his age, when meeting strangers, either hid timidly or fussed noisily and couldn't sit still.

As expected of a child raised by a great family. Rules were carved into his very bones.

"Today is just for us to get familiar with each other. From now on, every evening at five, I'll come over and teach you knowledge about soul masters."

He handed over a book with an indigo cover. "This is the elementary textbook uniformly printed by the Spirit Pagoda. The basics related to soul power, spiritual power, and soul spirits are all in here. Read it first, and if there's anything you don't understand, ask me."

After saying that, he did not stay any longer. He bid farewell, turned around, and left.

"Thank you, teacher!"

Fangyuan took the book, then immediately turned to look at Gu Yuena, his eyes shining brightly. "Mother, hurry and take me to absorb my first soul spirit. I can't wait!"

"Don't be in such a rush."

Gu Yuena took his small hand and walked into the house. "First, take a look at the new home your Aunt Zi Ji prepared for us."

Zi Ji was stunned for a moment when she heard that, then smiled a little sheepishly. "My lord, hearing you say that makes me feel a little overwhelmed by the honor."

Behind her, Bi Ji smiled and gave her a push. "All right, all right, don't be embarrassed. Hurry up and show my lord the new home."

"Don't push me." Zi Ji rolled her eyes at her.

As she spoke, she quickly walked to the front, took out a soul device keycard, and pressed it against the door lock.

With a soft beep, the entrance door slowly opened.

Zi Ji raised her hand slightly and turned sideways to invite everyone inside.

The moment he stepped over the threshold, Fangyuan could not wait to look left and right, sizing up this new home that belonged to him.

The interior was decorated in a Western style, and it felt exceptionally comfortable at first glance.

Cream-white classical furniture was arranged in the living room, and an enormous soul device light screen hung on the wall.

The wooden floor beneath his feet was always warm, able to maintain a constant temperature without needing a fire.

Several spacious bedrooms were partitioned off on the first floor, and a closed elevator stood in the corner, completely silent and noise-free when operating.

Compared to that little wooden house in the Star Dou Forest that leaked wind from every side, this place was simply like being inside a dream.

Zi Ji raised her hand and pointed to the doors on both sides, bowing slightly as she introduced them to Fangyuan:

"The south-facing master bedroom is reserved for you and the young master. It gets the best sunlight in the entire house.

A study has been prepared next door. Textbooks and soul device stationery are all ready, so it will also be very convenient when Teacher Musigang comes to give lessons later."

"There's actually a dedicated study?"

Fangyuan's eyes lit up, and he looked up at Zi Ji as he asked.

Back when they were in the forest, he could only crowd around a short wooden table to read and write. He had never even seen what a proper study looked like.

Seeing his fresh and delighted expression, Zi Ji's eyes curved as she smiled.

"A playroom has also been set up on the second floor, with some building blocks and beginner soul device toys. The young master can go there to relax and play in his free time."

Fangyuan listened until his heart trembled, and his feet had long since grown restless.

He kicked off his shoes and rushed over barefoot, plunging headfirst into the sofa, then bounced back and forth on the cushions.

The sofa was soft and fluffy. Wrapped up in it, his whole body felt completely relaxed.

That earlier restrained and obedient appearance had long since been thrown beyond the clouds.

"It's the first time I've seen the young master so excited," Bi Ji sighed softly.

After spending all these years with him, this child had always been well-behaved and sensible, rarely showing such a childish side.

"Yes..."

Gu Yuena stood to the side watching, the look in her eyes softening a little.

"Young master, stop playing. Let's go to the cultivation room on the basement floor and prepare to absorb your first soul spirit."

Zi Ji watched him bouncing around, and her heart softened into a puddle.

Now and then, she also thought that it would be nice if she could have a child of her own.

Unfortunately, the dragon race was nearing extinction, and she could not find kin with a similar bloodline. This had always been one of her regrets.

"Oh, okay!"

Fang Yuan's cheeks flushed slightly, and his movements stopped at once.

The quiet, well-behaved image he had built up usually—surely it would not be ruined just like this, right?

He quickly climbed down from the sofa and trotted over to the elevator doors.

"Let's go, little one."

The elevator doors slowly opened.

Gu Yuena took his small hand and walked inside, while the others followed closely behind.

The elevator descended all the way, going straight to the basement level.

"Wow, it's so spacious."

Fang Yuan stepped out of the elevator and swept his gaze around in fresh curiosity.

The entire underground room was extremely open. The floor was covered in sheets of silver patterns, glowing faintly with a soft light.

Standing inside, even the wind flowing around them seemed to become steady and gentle.

Wooden cabinets lined the walls, filled with porcelain jars of all sizes, giving off a faint, fresh scent of herbs and trees.

In the very center of the room was only a thick cushion, clearly meant for meditation.

As he was looking around, Gu Yuena's voice sounded beside him. "Xiao Yuan, drink this."

Fang Yuan came back to himself and saw her holding a small white jade bottle out toward him.

He took the little bottle and looked up to ask, "Mother, what is this?"

"Don't ask. Just drink it."

Gu Yuena pressed her lips together, her expression much more serious than usual.

Fang Yuan looked at the bottle in his palm, then at her face.

This was the first time he had ever seen Mother so solemn.

It was probably some kind of spiritual medicine to strengthen his body.

He did not think too much about it. He twisted off the stopper, tipped his head back, and drank it down.

The moment it entered his mouth, there was a strong taste of blood.

Immediately after, a scalding current erupted down his throat, like raging fire rolling through his meridians and charging straight into every limb and bone.

The back of his neck suddenly went numb, and large phantom images of ink-black dragon scales climbed up along his spine. Violent dragon power rampaged wildly through his body.

It only took two or three breaths.

Inside his dantian, the small mouth of the Dark Dragon God martial soul opened and inhaled fiercely.

Before long, it had devoured that power, and the restlessness in his body instantly calmed.

The phantom dragon scales faded as well. His body quickly returned to normal, and the discomfort vanished with astonishing speed.

"My lord, this will damage your origin far too much—"

Di Tian smelled the lingering aura of pure dragon blood at the mouth of the bottle, and his expression changed.

The loss of dragon race origin essence blood was immense. A single drop required several hundred years of cultivation to slowly recover, yet his lord had given it to the young lord without the slightest hesitation.

"Shut up."

Gu Yuena swept him a cold glance.

The moment Di Tian met the uncompromising look in her eyes, he immediately lowered his head and fell silent, not saying another word.

"Mother..."

As Fang Yuan listened, he had more or less guessed most of it, and his nose stung a little.

"Silly child, what are you thinking? Mother is fine."

Gu Yuena bent down and gently scraped the tip of his nose with her fingertip.

"Mm."

Fang Yuan answered in a muffled voice and stretched out his arms to wrap them around her waist.

Mother had given so much for him, and he would remember it all firmly in his heart.

"All right, hurry and sit properly on the cushion. Once you finish absorbing the spirit soul, Mother will make you something delicious."

Gu Yuena straightened up, rubbed the top of his head, and urged him softly.

"Okay!"

Fang Yuan answered and tightened his grip on the spirit soul orb in his hand.

He quickly walked over to the cushion and sat down cross-legged.

Staring at the spirit soul orb in his palm, which was giving off a purple glow, his gaze was unusually firm.

He absolutely could not let Mother's feelings go to waste.