Douluo Dragon King: My Martial Soul is the Emperor Armor

As soon as Gu Yue and Zi Ji stepped into the Spirit Tower headquarters, they saw a young man leaning against the landscape fountain in the center of the hall.

The boy looked to be about six years old, dressed in simple casual clothes, with his hands in his pockets, slumped in a chair, staring blankly at the expensive crystal chandelier on the ceiling.

"...This crystal can probably be exchanged for three hot pot meals, and this round of shopping will be enough for me to eat until I'm eighteen..."

Although it was impossible to hear what he was muttering, his lazy, almost meltingly lazy demeanor contrasted sharply with the hurried and solemn-looking Soul Masters around him.

Gu Yue's steps suddenly stopped.

It wasn't because of the boy's appearance—although he did have striking features, and even with an expression that said "I just want to go home and sleep," his handsome features were still undeniable.

What stopped her was her breath.

The aura of the "Golden Dragon King," which haunted her dreams and drove her to modify her plans and even split her personality in search of him, was emanating continuously from this boy!

Moreover, it was much stronger and purer than what I sensed three days ago!

"Is it him?"

Gu Yue narrowed his dark eyes, a glint of light flashing in them, and whispered twice.

Murasaki turned and walked towards the reception desk in the hall. She straightened her skirt and, without any hesitation, walked straight toward the boy.

At this moment, Su Yang, who was pondering in his mind "how to remove a crystal from the Spirit Pagoda chandelier without being discovered", noticed the approaching gaze.

He lazily withdrew his gaze and looked at the girl in front of him.

With black hair and black eyes, even before he had fully grown up, he already exuded a cool and aloof aura that kept strangers at bay.

Su Yang raised an eyebrow.

The scenario of being suddenly stared at intently by a pretty young girl on the street would likely make most people's heart race or leave them flustered.

But Su Yang's first reaction was to instinctively cover his pocket.

"What's up?"

Su Yang spoke first, his tone calm, even with a hint of wariness as if he were guarding against a thief, "Let's make this clear first: if you don't have money to sign up for a card, you won't buy anything from their sales pitch, and you don't need to know anything about Amway."

Gu Yue pointed to her expensive little dress, then to Su Yang, her tone tinged with absurdity, "You think... I would try to sell this to you?"

Su Yang breathed a sigh of relief, loosening his grip on his pocket slightly: "It's good that it's not a sales pitch. After all, every penny of my money has its purpose; it's meant to save those who have gone astray... cough, to feed themselves. Since I'm not selling anything, lending money is out of the question."

Gu Yue: "..."

She took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the urge to turn around and leave, and took a step forward.

"Stop playing dumb."

Gu Yue lowered her voice, her gaze fixed on Su Yang with a scrutinizing quality: "I know you hold something I want within you."

Su Yang's expression instantly became quite interesting.

He was first shocked, then heartbroken, and finally felt a sense of helplessness at being "defeated by you".

Su Yang sighed, and slowly and reluctantly reached into his pocket, rummaging around for a while.

Gu Yue's eyes narrowed, and his soul power surged within him.

Should we take it out?

Could it be the Golden Dragon King's divine core...?

Su Yang pulled his hand out.

Spread it out.

A small handful of sunflower seeds lay in my palm.

That's all.

Su Yang naturally handed it to Gu Yue, his tone filled with the helplessness of "reluctantly parting with something":

"This is spiced, and it does smell really good, but isn't it a bit too domineering of you to start staring at someone else's snacks right away? Are all girls these days so unreserved?"

Gu Yue stared at the handful of melon seeds, frozen in place.

In those beautiful black eyes, there was first bewilderment, then astonishment, and finally a blush that seemed to indicate humiliation.

"Who wants to eat your sunflower seeds?!"

Gu Yue broke down, her voice unconsciously rising an octave, her original aloof goddess demeanor shattering instantly.

"Xiaoyang, are you bullying the new kid again?"

Leng Yaozhu walked slowly over, and half a step behind her was the woman in the purple dress who had returned—Zi Ji.

"Aunt Leng, this is really not right of you." Su Yang was still cracking sunflower seeds in his hand when he saw the person who came in. "I was just sharing supplies in a friendly way. But this young lady has a loud voice; she almost got me killed."

Leng Yaozhu shook her head helplessly, walked over, and gently tapped Su Yang's forehead. "Stop being so cheeky."

She then briefly introduced the two to Su Yang: "This is Purple Dragon Douluo, she brought her child to join the Spirit Pagoda. This is Gu Yue, who has innate full soul power."

Su Yang paused slightly as he cracked sunflower seeds, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Guyue?

It's not that adorable "Na'er"?

He sighed inwardly, his heart heavy with sorrow.

Where is the cute, innocent, and pitiful little foodie Na'er who was supposed to be, waiting to be picked up and taken home on a park bench?

loss.

This time, instead of finding a sweet little helper, it seems like they've run into a bulletproof vest.

Gu Yue quickly concealed her shame and indignation, reverting to her obedient and sensible demeanor, and bowed slightly to Leng Yaozhu: "Greetings, Your Majesty the Heavenly Phoenix."

"Don't be so formal."

Leng Yaozhu waved casually, then naturally placed one hand on Su Yang's shoulder and gestured towards Gu Yue with her lips:

"This is Su Yang, my disciple."

In just a few words, it is concise and to the point.

There are no superfluous titles piled up, but the identity of "disciple of the Heavenly Phoenix Douluo" is worth more than a thousand words in this Spirit Pagoda.

"Your Majesty the Heavenly Phoenix."

Zi Ji glanced at Gu Yue beside her and suggested respectfully, "Since the procedures for entering the tower will require some time for review, could we take Yue'er to the Spirit Ascension Platform first?"

Leng Yaozhu nodded slightly, then turned her gaze and accurately landed on Su Yang, who was preparing to sneak away.

"Su Yang, aren't you going to the Spirit Ascension Platform today? Perfect, bring Gu Yue along for a trial."

"ha?"

Su Yang almost dropped the sunflower seeds in his hand.

Ten minutes later.

Inside the Primary Ascension Platform Laboratory.

Two futuristic, silver-white metal cabins stood quietly in the center, their streamlined surfaces shimmering with a faint glow of soul-guided light.

Leng Yaozhu stood in front of the control panel, her slender fingers flying across the screen as she adjusted the final data.

"This is one of the core technologies of our Spirit Transmission Tower, the Spirit Ascension Platform."

She pointed to the two metal cabins and explained to Gu Yue and Zi Ji, who were there for the first time:

"This is a semi-virtual world constructed using top-tier spatial soul guidance technology. Although the forests, swamps, and even soul beasts inside are simulated using data, everything there appears real to the senses of a soul master."