Ten-Turn Love Gu Takes Effect

"Um... is there anywhere you feel uncomfortable?"

Seeing the little girl before him shaking her head in place, her expression alternating between satisfaction and confusion, Qi Ji could not help asking worriedly.

"N-No, nothing. Nice to meet you."

Tang Wuling came back to her senses and looked up into Qi Ji's clear eyes. That inexplicable sense of closeness surged up within her again.

Her hands unconsciously climbed onto Qi Ji's hand, and she could not help gently stroking it, as if confirming its warmth, its feel.

"Hiss..."

Qi Ji sucked in a sharp breath and looked at Tang Wuling with a strange expression.

Was he... being groped?

No, why did he feel that this innocent-looking six-year-old girl was somehow giving off an indescribably creepy, clammy vibe through her actions?

"Ah... um, sorry! I don't know what came over me either, I'm sorry!"

Tang Wuling finally seemed to realize her impropriety. She hurriedly let go, and her little face flushed all the way to the roots of her ears.

Oh no, why had she suddenly lost control like that? It was so embarrassing!

This was bad!

That was the first thought that sprang into Sea Dragon Douluo's mind when he saw Tang Wuling's reaction just now.

Perhaps he should not have introduced these two young geniuses to each other... What was that display from Tang Wuling just now?

She had grabbed his hand and refused to let go, stroked it with an infatuated look on her face, and her eyes were filled with undisguised affection—wasn't that love at first sight?

Although a six-year-old little girl falling in love at first sight sounded extremely criminal, this was the Douluo Continent.

With the Law of Love empowering it, there was nothing strange about this at all!

Looking across the history of the Douluo Continent spanning tens of thousands of years, the Ten-Turn Love Gu was an existence even more domineering and unreasonable than the Nine-Turn Glory Gu.

From children who had just awakened their martial souls at the age of six to supreme God Kings, not a single being could escape the Love Gu's control.

Countless earth-shaking heroes had ultimately fallen to this very word, "love." Sea Dragon Douluo had lived for so many years that he had seen plenty of it.

And Tang Wuling looked like she was about to have hearts popping out of her eyes.

If Tang Wuling truly fell for Qi Ji, then there was a problem—would such a genius belong to the Spirit Pagoda or the War God Temple?

Her name might be registered under the Spirit Pagoda, but if her heart ran off with Qi Ji, how was that any different from handing her over to the War God Temple for free?

Looking at Tang Wuling's sparkling eyes, Sea Dragon Douluo could not help worrying. Should he simply package her up and sell her to the War God Temple along with Qi Ji?

But... he could not repeat the tragedy of Bibi Dong, the empress of the Spirit Hall Empire twenty thousand years ago!

After painstakingly raising a genius, only for her to turn against her own side for a man—who could endure that?

Still... Sea Dragon Douluo gave Tang Wuling a deep look, and his heart softened again.

The reason he had taken some extra time before returning was that he had first gone to Tang Wuling's home, spoken with her parents about the situation, and gotten to know the child a little.

The couple were ordinary, honest people. Their daughter had suddenly awakened Twin Martial Souls and Innate Full Soul Power, and they were so delighted that they could barely speak coherently.

As for Tang Wuling herself, she was well-behaved, sensible, and impeccably polite. After only an hour together, he had come to genuinely like the child.

If he truly abandoned her just because he feared raising an ungrateful traitor, he could not bear to do it.

Sea Dragon Douluo considered it for a while, then suddenly had another thought—if he could not raise a genius for the Spirit Pagoda, then raising an heir capable of inheriting his legacy did not seem so bad either.

He knew his own limits well.

A rank ninety-four Titled Douluo, he might never cross the threshold into becoming a rank ninety-five Super Douluo in his entire life. Among Titled Douluo, he could at best be considered mediocre.

But if he could nurture a disciple who became a Limit Douluo, a Demigod, or even a Quasi-God... then his life would not have been lived in vain, would it?

He had decided. Tang Wuling's situation would not be reported for now.

After all, he was the master of Eastsea City's Spirit Pagoda, and there was plenty of time before awakening records had to be submitted. Concealing it for a while would not be difficult.

A genius raised for the Spirit Pagoda belonged to the Spirit Pagoda, but a disciple raised by him belonged to him.

Even if she truly ran off with Qi Ji someday, she would still be his disciple. No one could take away that bond between master and disciple.

Thinking this, Sea Dragon Douluo could not help nodding, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.

Luo Yuhang, standing nearby, could not help muttering—what was wrong with this guy?

He had been frowning with worry just moments ago, yet in the next instant he was smiling. His expression changed faster than the pages of a book.

The focus returned to Tang Wuling and Qi Ji.

"It's fine, it's fine... I don't mind!"

Qi Ji waved his hand. Though he spoke casually, his mind was already racing.

He could not help wondering—could the Golden Dragon King's power sealed within Tang Wuling have sensed him, causing her earlier loss of composure?

After all, the Golden Dragon King was one half of the Dragon God and also carried fragments of the Dragon God's memories.

As one of the only two beings the Dragon God truly cared about, the profound father-son bond with the Dragon God Crown Prince might have left an equally deep impression upon the Golden Dragon King.

Although those memories had been shattered and divided by the seal, that sense of closeness originating from the depths of their bloodline was likely something even the seal could not completely isolate.

"But... Mom and Dad taught me that if I trouble someone outside, I should apologize."

Tang Wuling raised her head. Her large, watery eyes were wide open, her eyelashes trembling slightly. She looked so pitiful that no one could possibly get angry at her.

"Ah... I told you, it's fine! Let's just say I've accepted your apology, okay?"

Seeing her like that, Qi Ji's tone softened involuntarily.

"Mhm, mhm... you're so nice."

Tang Wuling immediately nodded. The gloom on her face vanished completely, replaced by a radiant smile.

"So nice..."

Qi Ji silently repeated those two words in his heart, unable to suppress his confusion.

To be honest, he had no idea what he had done just now that deserved to be praised as "so nice."

He had merely said "it's fine" a couple of times. It did not even count as comforting or persuading her.

But this also showed that Tang Wuling's initial favorability toward him was perhaps ridiculously high.

"Ahem... all right, you two little ones, you'll have plenty of time to talk later. Don't forget what we came here for!"

Sea Dragon Douluo cleared his throat at the right moment, drawing their attention back.

With that reminder, both Tang Wuling and Qi Ji remembered—there was still the matter of Soul Spirits!

"You are both geniuses with Innate Full Soul Power. Obtaining Soul Spirits early and beginning your cultivation is what matters most. All right, follow me!"

As Sea Dragon Douluo spoke, he turned and headed for the elevator deeper inside the hall.

Qi Ji and Tang Wuling exchanged a glance, then followed behind him, one on each side.

Luo Yuhang crossed his arms and strolled along at the back without any hurry. His gaze swept back and forth between Qi Ji and Tang Wuling twice, a subtle, amused smile lingering at the corners of his mouth.

The elevator doors slowly closed, and the smooth metal walls reflected the figures of the four of them.

The floor indicator lights lit up one after another. Accompanied by a faint sensation of weightlessness, they rapidly ascended toward the top of Eastsea City's Spirit Pagoda.