When Yu Longyue woke up, he found himself lying in the pod used to enter the Spirit Ascension Platform.
Spirit Pagoda staff surrounded him. Their expressions varied-some worried, others surprised-but they were all discussing the same thing.
"The Tyrant Dragon is gone!"
"How could anyone possibly absorb it? It was an Unyielding Soul Spirit! A Soul Master who had reached Level 90 once tried to absorb it by force, but it smashed straight through the barrier and killed him horribly. How could it just vanish like that?"
Yu Longyue remained silent.
Good grief, surprises always came so suddenly.
He hadn't expected that simply using the Golden Dragon King's power would make the Tyrant Dragon come scampering over to him.
After all, the Tyrant Dragon had the Golden Dragon King's Bloodline in its body, while he possessed the Golden Dragon King's complete power. It had probably come out to acknowledge him as its master.
And now, inside his mind, the Thunderbolt Sacred Dragon was still berating the Tyrant Dragon nonstop:
"Why are you as stubborn as a mule? We're both dragons! Can't you understand dragon speech or something? I'm telling you, the Sixth Soul Ring slot is mine, mine!"
"Stop fighting. You're giving me a headache." Yu Longyue's expression was pained. His body had become a battlefield for the two dragons, after all. "How about this? You give way to the newcomer and let the Tyrant Dragon take my Sixth Soul Ring slot, but the seventh and eighth are yours. Will that do?"
The Thunderbolt Sacred Dragon paused, then immediately said, "No problem, master! This little dragon will follow all your arrangements!"
Then it turned on the Tyrant Dragon. "Did you hear that? If not for master's sake, I'd kick you straight out! You're lucky to get the Sixth Soul Ring slot, so behave yourself!"
"Roar!"
"Roar my ass! Don't tell me you want the Seventh Soul Ring slot too? Dream on! There's no Soul Spirit in this world more suited to being master's Seventh Soul Ring than me, not even that bastard Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King!"
"All right, all right..." Yu Longyue tried to stop it. "The Tyrant Dragon meant well in following me, so don't treat him badly. Make sure it behaves and becomes your little brother."
"No problem, master!" The Thunderbolt Sacred Dragon chuckled, then changed the subject. "Oh, right, master. I only just woke up myself, and I discovered that you have an incredibly powerful Golden Dragon King Bloodline in your body. No wonder that Tyrant Dragon fellow took the initiative to acknowledge you as its master."
"The Thunder Dragon King plus the Golden Dragon King's power-heh, this little dragon's luck is pretty darn good! After waiting over five thousand years, I've finally met the right person! Hahahaha! Lord Dragon God, are you watching over master from the unseen realms?"
Yu Longyue ignored it, rubbing his temples as he rose from the pod.
A woman's voice suddenly rang out:
"Young Sect Master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, are you feeling better?"
Her voice was cool and pleasant, as clear as a mountain spring. Yu Longyue turned to see a tall woman standing beside him.
She wore a qipao that outlined her perfect curves. Intricate patterns were embroidered on the long gown, displaying her high position in the Spirit Pagoda.
Her elegant, composed manner revealed the cool bearing of a powerful woman.
Standing beside her was Gu Yue, who had been staring at him the whole time.
"Your Majesty." Yu Longyue stood and gave her a slight nod of respect without looking at Gu Yue.
Leng Yaozhu, deputy pagoda master of the Spirit Pagoda. I didn't expect to meet her today.
Huo Yuhao had emerged from the pod beside his long ago and was now looking at him with a strange expression.
Clearly, he had woken up even earlier than Yu Longyue. Leng Yaozhu had probably questioned him too, and now he didn't dare pass any information to Yu Longyue.
Yu Longyue narrowed his eyes, then put on a polite smile.
A Level 99 Limit Douluo, a Four-Word Battle Armor Master, the Spirit Pagoda's number one beauty-another big shot.
Though she was a big shot who had nothing to do with him.
Leng Yaozhu's gaze fell on Yu Longyue, and a faint smile curved her lips, carrying a hint of sarcasm. "Young Sect Master Yu, I've heard so much about you."
Neither humble nor arrogant, Yu Longyue looked her straight in the eye. "Before Your Majesty, this junior's position as young sect master is far too insignificant. May I ask what happened to bring Your Majesty here?"
"I've heard quite a few things about you from my disciple Gu Yue." Leng Yaozhu's beautiful eyes remained fixed on Yu Longyue. "Now that I've met you, you're every bit as extraordinary as they say. You even absorbed an Unyielding Soul Spirit like the Tyrant Dragon. That's truly a rare sight."
"It's just that wherever you go, a great commotion follows. That doesn't fit your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's principle of keeping a low profile at all."
By now, everyone else present had left, leaving only Leng Yaozhu, Gu Yue, Huo Yuhao, and Yu Longyue.
"I didn't want this either, Your Majesty. If I said it was just a coincidence, would you believe me?" Yu Longyue said calmly.
He didn't believe she would dare do anything to him.
Rather, attacking a junior like him would be the most foolish choice she could make.
If she took him down, never mind the elders on Sea God Island-his father and grandfather would definitely go to war with the Spirit Pagoda at once.
On top of that, several powers belonging to Yun Ming, his grandfather, his father, and Long Yeyue protected him from within his body. If his life were ever in danger, the protective mechanisms in all four powers would be triggered, keeping Yu Longyue as safe as possible.
In other words, he was now a walking human-shaped nuclear bomb. Whoever touched him would be the unlucky one.
With four Limit Douluo protecting him, he could walk sideways across the entire continent.
"I believe you, of course I do. Given the character of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect's young sect master, you naturally wouldn't lie. Your reputation is quite good, after all." Leng Yaozhu nodded slightly, then continued, "However, our Spirit Pagoda has nurtured this Tyrant Dragon Soul Spirit for so long. Surely we deserve an explanation."
Yu Longyue's expression didn't change. Instead, he smiled slightly and replied, "Your Majesty, I understand the Spirit Pagoda's difficulties, but the matter of the Tyrant Dragon Soul Spirit was truly an accident. I entered the Spirit Ascension Platform to improve my strength, not with any such intention."
"Don't worry. Although the loss of the Tyrant Dragon Soul Spirit is a setback for our Spirit Pagoda, if it leads to a deeper cooperative relationship with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, that may not be a bad thing." Leng Yaozhu's voice was still cool, but her tone had grown more serious.
"Oh? What does Your Majesty mean...?"
Leng Yaozhu glanced at Gu Yue beside her and continued:
"The platform software you established is excellent. Over the past few years of cooperation, it has helped our Spirit Pagoda showcase Soul Spirits and promote all kinds of advertisements, bringing us enormous benefits and convenience. In particular, the online pages displaying information about various Soul Spirits and the Spirit Ascension Platform have produced excellent results, and our profits have risen several percentage points."
"Your Majesty has misunderstood. I didn't establish it; my clan did. I merely benefited from its success, thanks to good fortune." Yu Longyue's answer remained watertight.
Seeing this, Leng Yaozhu thought to herself, What a cautious person. His background and talent are enough to place him at the pinnacle of the entire continent, yet he's still so careful. He's so young, but he isn't the least bit arrogant or conceited. Who exactly is he guarding against?
She knew a few things. For all these years, the Qiangu Family had been on guard against the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon. Recently, they had focused their efforts on Yu Longyue, who had been stealing the limelight, yet they had been unable to find a single blemish on his record or any opening to exploit.
No wonder Qiangu Dongfeng singled him out for special attention.
Leng Yaozhu looked at Yu Longyue and became somewhat lost in thought.
It was as though she saw the shadow of a young Yun Ming in him.
Just then, an uninvited guest arrived. After learning of the commotion here, Qiangu Zhangting had rushed over at once and greeted Leng Yaozhu:
"Your Majesty, what happened?"
Leng Yaozhu was somewhat surprised to see him. "Why are you here? I remember the pagoda master arranged for you to cultivate, didn't he?"
"Your Majesty, haven't I returned after completing my training?" Qiangu Zhangting was quite refined, but his gaze drifted involuntarily to Yu Longyue, and his pupils contracted slightly. "What a familiar face. Are you Yu Longyang or Yu Longyue?"
He quickly corrected himself. "No, Yu Longyang is the same age as me, and you're a little young. It seems you're the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's little prodigy, then?"
Qiangu Zhangting was itching to make a move.
"Rumor has it that when your Martial Soul awakened, seven-colored sacred light connected heaven and earth, and you awakened a God Level Martial Soul. My hands are itching to test just how powerful a God Level Martial Soul really is."
Leng Yaozhu felt a headache coming on.
Why had this man, who knew nothing but cultivation and had a screw loose, come out?
Unexpectedly, Yu Longyue glanced at him and said calmly:
"If your hands are itching, go wash them. Don't go grabbing something filthy and trying to spread it around to other people. It's rather unhygienic."