Douluo: Dragon King's Divine Elegy

Chapter 78 The Jealous Older Sister Teacher
Within the secret realm, where a powerful and surging aura had been building up, space suddenly shattered, transforming into a passage connecting the two worlds. As spatial particles leaped like fireflies, two figures slowly stepped into it from the void.

"Advances in space technology have allowed us to capture many fragments of small worlds from cosmic rifts," Qian Gu Die Ting said, standing with his hands behind his back, dressed in a thick brocade robe. "These fragments of small worlds retain broken laws, and after years of modification, they can barely be used to temper ourselves. How do you feel about that?"

Nan Liujing followed the old man, looking around at the world.

The churning, inky thunderclouds nearly crashed to the earth, their surface crackling with a dense network of lightning that cast shifting light and shadow across the land. Towering pillars of lightning connected heaven and earth, as if trying to support this shattered world.

Nan Liujing praised, "The elemental energy here is very weak, but the lightning element is abundant. For certain soul masters, it can be considered a treasure land."

Qian Gu Die Ting stroked his beard and laughed, "Our Spirit Pagoda has many similar fragments of small worlds. Alright, come with me."

The two followed a path carved out by hand. After passing through a small grove of pine trees, the view opened up, and Nan Liujing's eyes suddenly narrowed.

Just outside the forest, numerous lightning pools appeared, varying in size, their accumulated lightning element appearing a deep blue. In some of the larger pools, every ten seconds or so, hemispherical energy bubbles would erupt from the central area, bursting upon contact with the air and exploding into dense, spiderweb-like arcs of electricity.

Suddenly, a strange movement came from within Nan Liujing's body. It was not the Heavenly Tribulation Pearl, but the Soul Spirit Thunderous Hell Vine.

At that moment, the spirits seemed to hear the dinner bell ringing, and became incredibly active.

Just as Nan Liujing suppressed the soul's yearning, he heard Qian Gu Die Ting say, "What do you plan to do?"

Nan Liujing pondered, "My soul spirit is the Thunderous Hell Vine. With its help, I should be able to ignore the damage from many lightning strikes. Let's try being struck by lightning by the Thunder Pool first."

“Thunderous Hell Vine? No wonder you dared to use such a suicidal tempering method.” Qian Gu Die Ting nodded. “This thing feeds on heavenly lightning and can indeed protect you from damage. But once you let it devour the lightning, it’s hard to stop. You try it first, and I’ll cover for you.”

"Yes."

Nan Liujing took a deep breath, and with his will, his body began to glow faintly. One after another, blue-purple vines quickly sprouted out, spreading outwards from him, with the tips of the vines pointing towards the sky, like lightning rods.

"I won't suppress your growth, but you must obey," Nan Liujing said solemnly to Lei Mingyan Yuteng in his heart.

hum~
The Thunderous Hell Vine responded almost immediately; being a ten-thousand-year-old creature, its intelligence was already considerable.

Nan Liujing frowned: "What do you mean?"

hum~
Nan Liujing said, "I always keep my word. If I say I won't suppress you, I will never go back on my word. Ten thousand years is not enough. I intend to cultivate you to at least the level of one hundred thousand years."

hum~~~
Lei Mingyan Yuteng suddenly became excited and sent a close telepathic message to Nan Liujing.

"Alright, my plan is to use the heavenly lightning to temper my body and martial soul within six months, striving for success in both areas. Take it easy. If my body can't handle it, remember to disconnect the heavenly lightning from my body."

hum~
Lei Mingyan Yuteng indicated that he understood.

Because the entire communication was telepathic, Qian Gu Die Ting was unaware of what had happened. But soon, he saw the vines spreading from Nan Liu Jing's body radiate a blue-purple light. The thunderclouds above the sky immediately began to howl, with thunder rumbling.

"It's coming." Qian Gu Die Ting sensed the violent lightning elements gathering wildly in the clouds.

Nan Liujing remained silent, but with a clench of his right hand, he summoned the Panlong Staff and gripped it tightly. The dragon scales, as smooth as a mirror, reflected his cold face. The dragon spirit within the staff also radiated a powerful aura.

boom!
The next moment, more than a dozen bolts of lightning suddenly erupted from the thunderclouds, their dazzling light almost tearing the sky apart.

"Roar."

Nan Liujing's body suddenly blurred in the thunder, accompanied by a rousing dragon roar. The slender figure of Lei Longhun condensed, and the terrifying thunder element made it look like a thunder dragon from the heavens, extremely ferocious.

The smooth dragon scales continuously emitted dazzling dark blue lightning, which fused wildly with the deep blue sky lightning. Even though it was instantly annihilated like snowflakes in a raging fire, it never stopped, as if it was determined to fight with all its might.

The dark blue dragon scales were quietly stained with a layer of charred black, and were accompanied by cracks and breaks. But lightning is both destruction and rebirth. The old dragon scales were broken, and new ones were born, with a luster far surpassing that of the old ones.

"Roar."

The dragon roared, swallowing all the lightning like a whale. Each bolt of lightning it swallowed was refined into purer sparks deep within its body.

The premise for all of this to be sustainable is that Nan Liujing, as the master of the martial soul, can withstand it.

Throughout history, thunder has represented absolute power and ferocity. The thunderous power surging into Nan Liujing's body caused every inch of his flesh and bone to groan in agony. His skin cracked, and the blood vessels that had just begun to spread evaporated and dissipated instantly.

The meridians that supported his soul power flowing like a great river were being subjected to a baptism of billions of hammer blows, and the scorching heat seemed to be melting them.

The pain that erupts during this time is indescribable, like being torn apart by a dull knife and a sharp knife at the same time.

The soul is the only being unaffected by lightning, since it is heavenly lightning, not a calamity. However, the pain is amplified to the depths of the soul, causing it to feel fear.

Amidst the blurry lightning, Nan Liujing didn't move even once. His body, gripping the Panlong Staff, remained perfectly still, even though a discerning eye could see the muscles twitching slightly.

His unwavering and fearless attitude made the eyes of Qian Gu Die Ting outside Lei Guang light up.

The members of his ancient family had already risked their lives to hone the Soul of the Demon-Slaying Dragon. All of his clansmen from the same era had perished. Nan Liujing's ruthlessness reminded him of his youth.

He firmly believed in one thing: in this world where cultivation is supreme, only those who are ruthless to themselves can reach the summit.

In this respect, his beloved great-grandson Qian Gu Zhangting lost. Even his son Qian Gu Dongfeng, on whom he placed high hopes, was somewhat inferior to the child before him.

"You don't seem like the type to willingly serve others," Qian Gu Die Ting sighed, his eyes growing increasingly fervent.

Every family experiences periods of decline and prosperity. The generation of Qian Gu Die Ting, and even the previous generations, produced many powerful figures, thus establishing the family's status as the number one family in the Spirit Pagoda. Now, starting from him as the first generation, the second generation is also known as the two brothers Qingfeng and Dongfeng, who are both at the pinnacle of their abilities.

But prosperity inevitably leads to decline, and many members of the third generation of the family perished, including Qian Gu Dongfeng's son. With no hope for the third generation, they could only look to the fourth generation, whose representative figure was Qian Gu Zhangting.

Although Qian Gu Die Ting believed that his great-grandson could break through to the Limit Douluo level, he had no hope of becoming a Quasi-God in this life, because for the Po Xie Long Hun to become a Quasi-God, self-sacrifice and perseverance were the most important conditions.

The only family member with this qualification is Qian Gu Qingfeng, but he doesn't have the Panlong Staff martial soul.

“You have quite the ambition,” Qian Gu Die Ting muttered to himself, a glint of light appearing in his eyes. “Then let this old man see if your ambition can support you to reach the peak.”

The Thunderous Hell Vine vines, flying everywhere, absorbed the lightning with great pleasure. Unlike Nan Liujing, who had to endure extreme pain, it was as exhilarating as having a massage.

Damn it, this host is much better than that bastard surnamed Zhang.

The only pity is that... sensing that the master's body is about to collapse, it is no longer the limit of willpower that can determine everything.

Instantly, under the watchful eyes of Qian Gu Die Ting, the Thunderous Hell Vine quickly closed up, protecting Nan Liu Jing. At the same time, it stopped actively attracting lightning.

A moment later, Lei Mingyan Yuteng voluntarily withdrew into his spiritual sea, and Qian Gu Die Ting stepped forward: "Kid, how are you feeling?"

Opening his eyes, Nan Liujing gasped for breath. As soon as he opened his mouth, blood trickled down the corner of his mouth. His voice was hoarse as he said, "It hurts, it hurts so much!"

Qian Gu Die Ting was taken aback. Looking at the tall, sturdy body with its skin cracked and fissured, he burst into laughter.

"This is nothing. You'll need at least three more months to evolve your martial soul attribute."

……

"give it to me."

Returning to the twenty-fourth floor of the Heavenly Spirit Tower from the small world, Nan Liujing hadn't even spoken when a rich fragrance wafted to his nose. Looking wearily, he saw a beautiful, elegant face. "Teacher," Nan Liujing called out weakly. He wasn't seriously injured, but his body was desperately lacking energy. Once he replenished his energy, he would be full of energy again.

Looking at her beloved disciple's appearance, which was no different from that of a beggar, Leng Yaozhu's brows furrowed with a hint of affection and helplessness: "Although it's difficult, it's not like we can't find a fairy herb teacher to help you evolve your martial soul attribute. You insisted on being struck by lightning. Are you feeling better now?"

Nan Liujing smiled and said, "I don't refuse the shortcut of immortal herbs, but one cannot rely on them entirely on the path of cultivation."

"You're so quick-witted." Leng Yaozhu tapped his forehead with her slender white finger, then said to Qian Gu Dieting, "I'm taking him with me first."

"Don't forget to temper it every three days." Qian Gu Die Ting nodded, then watched the two figures leave in silence.

Drop drop!
The silence didn't last long before the specially made phone rang.

When Qian Gu Die Ting took it out and looked at it, his old face immediately darkened.

[Master, young master Zhangting has run off to paradise again.]

There weren't many words on the screen, but every single one of them made people furious.

"Hmph." With an angry snort, Qian Gu Die Ting flung off his robes and strode out.

The employees working on the 24th floor immediately shrank back, not understanding what was wrong with the old man.

The Heavenly Spirit Pagoda has ninety-nine floors.

As soon as Nan Liujing entered the room, he smelled a special medicinal fragrance.

Leng Yaozhu led him towards the training ground. Inside was a treatment chamber, which was quite transparent due to its special glass surface, allowing a clear view of the light green nutrient solution inside.

“Take off all your tattered clothes and jump in yourself.” Leng Yaozhu glanced at her beloved disciple’s torn shirt and pants.

On his way back, Nan Liujing had indeed attracted the attention of many employees of the Heavenly Spirit Tower because he was popular and kind to everyone. So, when they saw his strong, muscular physique through his tattered clothes, some of the female employees, though they wouldn't say anything flirtatious in front of Leng Yaozhu, blushed, which said a lot.

Although Leng Yaozhu wouldn't admit it, she was indeed a little jealous.

"Oh." Nan Liujing responded, his soul power surged, and pieces of his clothes and pants scattered everywhere.

Don't get me wrong, the athletic shorts are still on!

"Does it hurt?"

Just as Nan Liujing was about to jump into the sanatorium, she heard her teacher ask a question.

Nan Liujing turned around and looked down at the dense cracks on his body caused by the electric shock, as if he had been in a battle with swords and spears.

He smiled and said, "It's alright."

"Then let's go in."

Leng Yaozhu pursed her red lips, and an unnatural glint appeared in her wine-red eyes. It has to be said that her battle-worn disciple gave her an even more masculine feel.

Nanliu nodded, then leaped into the intensive care unit with a splash, where the light green nutrient solution quickly enveloped him.

The cool sensation nourished the parched flesh, bones, and meridians.

hiss!
Nan Liujing took a comfortable breath. To be honest, it was only because his family was large and powerful that he dared not use heavenly lightning to temper his body and martial soul if he were an ordinary soul master.

Even if you can withstand it, without subsequent energy replenishment, you will soon weaken and die.

With his eyes closed, Nan Liujing began to carefully guide the nutrient solution to nourish his body, while simultaneously experiencing the benefits of this tempering process.

With the help of the Thunderous Hell Vine, things were indeed much easier. The heavenly lightning that struck him could be controlled, effectively preventing his body from collapsing instantly due to repeated impacts.

The Thunderous Hell Vine's soul is quite special. It doesn't rely entirely on the spiritual power of the Ascension Platform to increase its age; it can also be increased by being struck by lightning. In one tempering, it increased its cultivation by almost thirty years.

The tempering process is repeated every three days, which is enough for it to digest.

As for the body and the Thunder Dragon Soul, under the dual guidance of his mental and spiritual power, the physical body was effectively cleansed, impurities in the soul power were removed, and the meridians were strengthened.

In fact, even with nutrient solution, normal people would find it difficult to persist with this kind of body tempering method. Nan Liujing suddenly felt somewhat fortunate to have obtained the Golden Dragon King's bloodline.

Without a sufficiently strong bloodline to support it, one simply cannot withstand repeated acts of self-harm.

"Yali messaged me asking when I wanted to go to Shrek Academy."

Just as Nan Liujing was reflecting on his own gains, he suddenly heard Leng Yaozhu ask him a question.

Opening his eyes, Nan Liujing said, "At least we'll have to wait until the martial soul attribute breaks through to its limit."

Leng Yaozhu asked with some curiosity, "Does it really have to break through to the limit?"

Nan Liujing asked seriously, "Teacher, in your opinion, in which factions do you mainly gather geniuses?"

Leng Yaozhu thought for a moment, then parted her red lips and said, "Spirit Pagoda, Shrek Academy, Tang Sect, War God Temple. Of course, these are the ones on the surface. There are some geniuses in the shadows who don't show their talents."

Nan Liujing calmly asked, "Where are these geniuses most likely to gather?"

Leng Yaozhu blurted out, "The Federal Grand Competition." Then, her expression changed to one of realization, "You want to participate in the Federal Grand Competition?"

Nan Liujing said in a deep voice, "Shrek Academy has not participated in the Federation Grand Competition for thousands of years. If you want to challenge their geniuses, you can only do so within Shrek Academy. That's why I crave the ultimate attribute and then challenge the geniuses of the inner academy."

"Next year, the Federation Grand Competition will be held in Mingdu. There, I will defeat every single genius from the War God Temple, the Tang Sect, and even our own Spirit Pagoda."

He spoke with great enthusiasm, and Nan Liujing even raised his fist in excitement. However, before he could even look cool for two seconds, his handsome face contorted and he hissed as he pulled at his wound.

Leng Yaozhu was amused by this scene, and her melodious laughter echoed throughout the training ground.

"Alright, let's finish absorbing the nutrient solution first, then we can talk about your grand plan."

"cough."

Three months later.

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Recently, the director of the Shrek City Construction Department was taken away and questioned by the Shrek Academy Anti-Corruption Investigation Team. It is reported that over the past fifteen years, the director has misappropriated a total of 830 million federal dollars that should have been invested in urban demolition and public infrastructure reconstruction. — [Shrek Times]

Public opinion is a timely rain, like a warning bell ringing, reminding the academy that our city is heading towards chaos. Here, we welcome all Shrek City residents to anonymously express your views and opinions on the Shrek City Internet domain. — Holy Spirit Douluo Ya Li accepted an interview with the Shrek Academy Daily.

In just three months, from the outbreak of public opinion to the emergence of various scandals in Shrek City, what exactly happened to our great city? Why did Shrek Academy only begin to rectify its problems today? —An interview with a high-ranking member of the Spirit Tower who wished to remain anonymous by the Future Life Daily.

(End of this chapter)