Douluo Dragon King: My Martial Soul is the Emperor Armor

"Unfortunately, only those with extremely strong willpower can control the Asura Armor. One must wait until their mental strength exceeds 500 points before they can condense their first soul ring."

Su Yang felt a little regretful, but he could understand.

After all, the Shura Armor is an armor of outlaws, and its setting is that "righteous people can become kings, and evil people can become demons," which places extremely high demands on the summoner.

Only those who possess the strongest righteous energy or the strongest evil energy in the world can unleash its power.

Although Su Yang is a transmigrator, in his previous life he was just a college graduate who had just started working. He still needed time to cultivate that domineering "presence".

Leng Yaozhu nodded, not disappointed, but relieved.

Thankfully, there's a limit, otherwise this kid would really be out of control.

"It's alright, don't bite off more than you can chew. Your first martial soul is already powerful enough, there's no harm in cultivating your second martial soul a little later."

"Settle down here with me for the next couple of days and consolidate your newly increased soul power. In a couple of days, Aunt Leng will take you to the Spirit Ascension Platform to upgrade this lion-dog to the thousand-year level."

Leng Yaozhu stretched out her slender, jade-like hand and gently ruffled Su Yang's soft black hair. The doting look in her eyes was enough to make the high-ranking members of the Spirit Pagoda drop their jaws in astonishment.

(The Eternal East Wind: A Born Evil Orphanage Kid...)

For this Heavenly Phoenix Douluo, taking on disciples was originally just a strategic move for the future of the Spirit Pagoda, but Su Yang... is just too much to her liking.

That calm demeanor, as if he had seen through everything, despite being only six years old, and that "precociousness" that was not annoying but rather interesting.

Perhaps my heart has been dormant for too many years.

As a result, the official duties of the Spirit Pagoda were put aside.

Leng Yaozhu led Su Yang directly onto the most bustling commercial street in Shrek City.

"This one, this one, and that whole collection, I want them all."

"No need to try it on. I am a Title Douluo, and my eye measurement is more accurate than a ruler."

"Swipe your card."

Watching Leng Yaozhu wave her black card, sweeping through the children's clothing store like a queen inspecting her territory.

Su Yang followed behind, carrying a cup of milk tea that Leng Yaozhu had specially bought for him, looking quite content.

Is this the joy of sucking up to someone's leg?

Indeed, hard work doesn't guarantee success, but "not wanting to work hard" is really easy.

Su Yang obediently followed behind the wealthy Aunt Leng, enjoying the pleasure of being kept... no, being cared for.

We avoided taking another ten years of detours.

Three days later.

Shrek City, Spirit Tower Headquarters Plaza.

A young girl wearing a white dress and with her hair in a black ponytail is standing in the bustling crowd.

She had delicate features, but occasionally a chilling silver glint would flash in her beautiful big eyes.

Behind her followed a middle-aged man dressed in black and a beautiful woman in purple. The two exuded a deep aura, and although they tried their best to restrain themselves, their innate arrogance still caused passersby to instinctively give way.

The girl raised her head, her jet-black eyes fixed on the towering silver tower before her.

"This is really... inexplicable."

Gu Yue frowned slightly.

There's a problem with the sensor, and it's a big problem.

As the Silver Dragon King, she should have been intimately familiar with the Golden Dragon King's aura.

But in the last few days, she suddenly sensed two sources.

One of the auras was located in the direction of the East China Sea. Although it was faint, it definitely belonged to the Golden Dragon King.

The other one originated three days ago—

The purer aura that once emanated from this Spirit Pagoda.

That aura contained an invincible sharpness, and even more so, a "royal" pressure that made all beasts submit, which even resonated with the bloodline within her!

Who else could it be but the Golden Dragon King, who inherited the physique and power of the Dragon God?

Who else could it be?

"Could it be... that the Golden Dragon Spear and the Golden Dragon King have escaped from the realm of gods?"

Gu Yue muttered to himself.

Ten thousand years ago, the Golden Dragon Spear only appeared briefly before being taken away by that man in the Mingdou Mountains.

The sudden reappearance of this divine artifact in the mortal realm raises the question: does it signify some unpredictable upheaval in the divine realm?

As she pondered, her slender fingers unconsciously rubbed the hem of her clothes.

Originally, she had already arranged everything: to seal most of her memories and strength, transform into "Na'er" and integrate into human society, and infiltrate Shrek Academy.

In this process, we gradually understand humanity, learn from humanity, and ultimately take control of humanity.

But this sudden change forced her to temporarily change her plan, separating the "Na'er" personality to carry out the original plan.

She herself, along with her subordinates, headed straight for the source of this aura—the Spirit Pagoda.

"If the aura from three days ago was the true form, then the Golden Dragon King has undoubtedly become the martial soul of some child, or perhaps... that fool really lost his memory and was reincarnated as a human?"

Without her extraordinary wisdom, it wouldn't be surprising if that muscle-bound, foolish dragon did something outrageous.

Intelligence isn't hard to obtain—

Three days ago, at the Awakening Conference held by the Spirit Pagoda, a child with innate full soul power who caused a celestial phenomenon appeared.

The time, place, and unusual phenomena all match up.

"My lord."

At this moment, a burly, handsome, and resolute middle-aged man in black standing behind Gu Yue stepped forward.

"Although the aura from the East Sea is weak, the Golden Dragon Spear is the pride of the Dragon God and must not fall into the hands of despicable humans. Please allow me and the Crimson King to immediately travel to the Eastern Sea region of the Federation to retrieve this divine artifact."

The one speaking was none other than the Beast God Di Tian.

Even though he deliberately concealed his aura, his majesty as the leader of the Ten Great Ferocious Beasts still made the surrounding air somewhat heavy.

Gu Yue frowned slightly and glanced back at him.

"Di Tian, ​​how many times have I told you? In the human world, you must use titles and identities."

Gu Yue sighed, rubbing her forehead with a hint of exasperation: "Your current identity is the patriarch of a reclusive family in the Federation, and I am your daughter. You need to learn to speak like a human father, understand?"

These ferocious beasts are two men in a fight, but acting is really difficult for them.

"Yes, my lord, I will set off immediately."

After saying that, Di Tianfei, along with the impatient Crimson King, vanished into the crowd in a flash.

Watching Di Tian's departing figure, Gu Yue shook her head helplessly.

"Forget it, it's better to hope Shrek explodes on the spot and spirals into the sky than to expect them to have acting skills."

She composed herself and turned to look at the silent woman in the purple dress beside her—Zi Ji.

"Let's go."

Gu Yue took a step and walked towards the gate of the Spirit Pagoda.

Her originally indifferent expression transformed into that of a curious and innocent young girl the moment she turned around.

Since the target is likely in this tower, I should go and confirm it myself. I can also take the opportunity to join the Spirit Pagoda and prepare for controlling the world's soul masters in the future.

The two had just stepped into the Spirit Pagoda headquarters when they saw a young man...