Gu Yue Domineeringly Renamed Herself Gu Yuena! The Chubby Dragon Puffed Out Her Belly to Announce Her New Identity

Lin Yan looked at her like this and fell silent for two seconds.

He found an open patch beneath the shade of a tree and sat down cross-legged.

"Hang in there. We'll talk after I make some money."

For once, his voice carried none of its usual mockery.

There was even a faint trace of helplessness in it.

He closed his eyes and began meditating to regulate his breathing.

Soul Power slowly flowed through his meridians, washing away the exhaustion brought on by his consecutive teleportations.

"Who told you to touch my World Origin?"

At the mention of that, his face darkened.

His original plan had been to materialize a batch of gold with the World Origin for emergencies if the loan was not approved.

Gold was hard currency in any era.

Even a few taels would have been enough to keep him afloat for a while.

But these past few days—

First, he had consumed a large amount of origin while absorbing the Soul Ring and undergoing a transformation in the essence of his life.

Then Gu Yue had squandered another huge amount to put on that "God-Level Martial Soul Certification" spectacle.

Now, the origin reserves of the Small World had already fallen below the warning line.

If he drew from it again, the Tenth Era would inexplicably come to an end.

Gu Yue sensed the air pressure around him dropping sharply.

She shrank her neck, then sidled over ingratiatingly and licked his cheek.

"Alright, alright, don't be mad. Mommy won't eat it, okay?"

Lin Yan opened one eye and wiped the drool from his face with his sleeve.

He looked at her expressionlessly.

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

Gu Yue suddenly lifted her head from between her claws.

An unprecedented seriousness glimmered in her violet eyes.

"Oh, right. I'm changing my name."

Lin Yan closed his eyes again. "Changing it to what?"

"Gu Yuena."

Gu Yue puffed out her chest.

Her plump little belly gently wobbled with the movement.

Her expression was exceedingly solemn.

So solemn that her round dragon face somehow carried a touch of ill-fitting majesty.

"From now on, please call me Gu Yuena."

Lin Yan opened one eye, glanced at her, then closed it again.

Gu Yue—no, Gu Yuena—was immensely pleased with her new name.

Gu Yue was the consciousness of the Silver Dragon King, while Na'er was the embodiment consciousness of disobedience.

And what about her?

She possessed both Gu Yue's memories and Na'er's memories.

The two had long since tangled into an incomprehensible mess deep within her soul.

Since there was already another Gu Yue in this era,

she would take Na'er's name too.

Put them together—Gu Yuena.

Two dragons, two names, clearly distinguished. Perfect.

She was deeply impressed by her own wisdom.

Her tail wagged more and more happily.

"Who cares, you stupid dragon."

Lin Yan did not even lift an eyelid.

Gu Yuena's tail froze in midair.

She turned her head and stared wide-eyed at Lin Yan's utterly unruffled face.

A nameless fury surged up in her chest.

"Call me Gu Yuena!"

Her voice jumped an octave.

Her childish voice cracked, making her sound like a kitten whose tail had been stepped on.

"You don't care about me at all. I don't love you anymore."

The more she spoke, the angrier she became.

Her two front claws flailed wildly through the air.

"You won't even buy me fried chicken, you don't care that I changed my name, and you still call me a stupid dragon!"

Lin Yan opened his eyes and looked at her as though asking whether she had eaten too many mushrooms.

"You ever loved me?"

Gu Yuena's face instantly turned red.

She abruptly spun around and presented her back to Lin Yan.

"Who... who would love a bastard like you?"

Her voice was muffled.

It carried an indistinct hint of either anger or guilt.

Meanwhile, on the third floor of the Spirit Pagoda.

Gu Yue stood in a corner of the hall.

Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto her school uniform, yet it could not penetrate the bottomless chill in her eyes.

She watched the young man carry that silver-white little dragon through the crowd, push open the glass doors, and disappear into the afternoon sunlight.

She did not chase after them.

She merely stood where she was, her fingers unconsciously tightening.

She had seen that illusion just now, the one that had covered the entire Spirit Pagoda.

She had seen herself from another timeline—

A silver dragon body vast enough to blot out the sky stretched across the heavens, releasing an earth-shaking roar.

Divine Technique: Heaven-Earth Mutation descended upon the world.

Earthquakes tore apart the land, lightning split mountains and rivers, and floods submerged cities.

She was destroying humanity.

She was slaughtering an era of civilization.

She was issuing an arrogant challenge to the Creator God.

A light more blazing than the sun burned in those dragon eyes.

Power far beyond even the Dragon God at his peak surged through that dragon body.

She stood above the clouds, looking down upon ants as she roared, "I am already a Complete Dragon, enough to pass Judgment upon the gods!"

The her in that vision had been so proud, so insane, so powerful.

Gu Yue's fingertips dug into her palm.

Her greatest regret.

No, it should have been her deepest remorse—was that she had not done the same back then.

After descending from the God Realm, she had chosen to go into seclusion and recover from her injuries.

She had thought time was on her side.

She had thought humans were still nothing to fear.

But what happened?

By the time she opened her eyes again, Soul Beasts had gone from being the rulers of the continent to a species on the brink of extinction.

Humans had used Soul Guidance technology, the Spirit Pagoda, and the Soul Hunting Operation.

They had slaughtered her people until only a tiny handful of survivors remained, barely clinging to life.

And she had already been powerless to reverse it.

If, back then, she had been like her other self,

and unleashed a world-ending calamity at the dawn of human civilization—

would the fate of Soul Beasts have been completely different?

But the latter half of the illusion gave her the answer.

The Creator God had descended.

That being who drifted above the River of Time.

With only a single glance, It froze the natural disasters, stopped time, and reduced an entire era to nothing in an instant.

And before It, that arrogant World-Destroying Dragon who had devoured the world did not even have the right to resist.

The era ended.

All things returned to zero.

Then she saw her present self.

Curled up in that young man's arms, a tiny lump, fat as a ball, her scales dull and her Soul Power so weak that she was inferior even to a Hundred-Year Soul Beast.

That World-Destroying Dragon who had blotted out the sky in the illusion and nearly devoured the world.

Now, like a pet, she was held in someone's arms, patted on the head, and kicked in the butt.

It felt as if something were lodged in Gu Yue's chest.

That was herself.

That was herself from another timeline.

"My Lady."

A deep voice sounded from behind her.

Di Tian's figure silently emerged from the void. He dropped to one knee, his right hand pressed to his chest.

His face bore an expression Gu Yue had never seen before—shock, confusion, and an emotion she was unwilling to acknowledge.

Reverence.

"Do you require your subordinate to capture them and bring them back?"

Gu Yue did not turn around.

Her gaze remained on the glass doors that had already closed. Her voice was faint as a wisp of smoke.

"You sensed it too, didn't you? That aura."

Di Tian fell silent for a moment, as though choosing his words.

"It is very similar to Your Ladyship's aura. No—it should be said that it is very similar to Lord Dragon God's aura."

He paused, his voice trembling with something he could not suppress.

"It just feels very weak to me."