Douluo Dragon King: The stars of the heavens, transform me into king!

After saying goodbye to his father, Xie Xie packed his things and left with Wu Changkong and Tang Wulin.

On the way to the Soul Guidance Train station, Tang Wulin watched as a burly man was escorted onto a train and couldn't help but ask Xie Xie curiously, "Xie Xie, that man looks fierce. What did he do? I've never seen a police uniform like that before?"

Xie Xie glanced at the police station in the distance and said, equally puzzled, "Never seen it before. I've seen the standard uniforms of the Federal Police. Never seen it before?!"

Wu Changkong then spoke up, "Those are the exclusive police forces of the Federal Tax Bureau. Aside from murder and arson, the biggest mistake they can make in the Federation is evading taxes!"

"Huh?" Tang Wulin asked, puzzled.

"You'll have taxes as long as you have income! Generally, if it's a formal job, the taxes will be deducted in advance. However, some illegal, federally prohibited gray areas can result in illicit income."

As Wu Changkong walked, he explained, "If you receive money from an unknown source, it will alert the tax bureau! Legal payments will generally be settled by paying back taxes, but as for illegal payments..."

He didn't say anything more, but Tang Wulin and Xie Xie already understood: in the Federation, no matter how vast the land is, paying taxes is the most important thing!

"Sir, how should we address you?!" Tang Wulin asked curiously.

"My surname is Wu, and I will be your teacher in the future. Just call me Teacher Wu!" Wu Changkong explained calmly.

"Teacher, doesn't the Federation have a tax exemption policy?" Xie Xie, who clearly knew more than Tang Wulin, couldn't help but ask.

"If you want to make money in the future, never go to Shrek Academy. Shrek Academy graduates don't enjoy the tax exemption policy for Soul Masters, only the individual tax exemption policy, which is too low for powerful Soul Masters!" Wu Changkong looked at her with a headache when she thought about how Shrek Academy graduates didn't enjoy the tax exemption policy.

Shrek Academy graduates are not eligible for the Soul Master tax exemption policy unless they serve in the Western Legion or Blood God Legion for ten years.

This is essentially sending Shrek Academy graduates to the front lines.

Although he was rescued by the council president, he was still sent to the Western Legion and stayed there with Long Bing for ten years. They were treated equally. As time went by, he would always remember the figure that saved him and Long Bing, and with time, the figure became more and more majestic.

Upon hearing this, Tang Wulin's dream of joining Shrek Academy vanished instantly. Earning more money versus joining Shrek Academy—naturally, he would choose the former!

"Teacher, are there any other colleges that don't enjoy tax exemption?" Xie Xie finally understood why Shrek Academy had fewer students.

"No, it only applies to Shrek Academy. Other factions enjoy the normal tax exemption policy for Soul Masters. Except for the Federation, which imposes relatively heavy taxes on the Tang Sect and the Spirit Pagoda headquarters, but that's a matter for the higher-ups and has nothing to do with them."

Although Wu Changkong is a member of the Tang Clan, his heart now completely leans towards the Federation. Back when Long Bing was about to leave, the Federation was the only one who stepped in to save his beloved, a debt of gratitude he could never repay in his lifetime.

As they were talking, the Soul Guidance Train from the East Sea to Mingdu pulled into the station, and the three of them boarded together. Little did they know that someone's passive ability had been quietly activated.

Chen Xinjie was once again put under pressure by Gu Yuexing! He then released the pressure onto the others.

Meanwhile, the Mingdu Spirit Pagoda.

People came and went in the hall, and the story of Lingbing Douluo was painted on the dome.

The automatic door at the entrance opened and closed again, and two figures walked in.

The woman walking in front wore a well-tailored black outfit that accentuated her stunning curves. Her long, dark purple hair was pulled back, revealing her fair neck.

Her face was exquisite, and her deep purple eyes swept across the hall, carrying an aura of authority unique to the strong.

Following closely behind was a girl, about ten years old, with a neat black ponytail. She wore a simple white ancient-style long dress, the hem of which swayed gently with her steps, creating an incongruous yet strangely harmonious atmosphere in the technologically advanced hall.

The girl's face still retained a touch of childishness, her black eyes were exceptionally clear, and she possessed an aura beyond her years.

She tilted her head slightly, looking around, her eyes lacking the usual childlike excitement.

The two were Zi Ji, who was disguised as the mother, and Gu Yue, who was disguised as the daughter.

The combination of the two was so stunning that it instantly attracted the attention of everyone in the hall, but it all came to an abrupt halt when they encountered the icy aura unintentionally emanating from the woman in black.

In this delicate atmosphere, a figure parted the crowd and walked gracefully towards them.

The person who arrived was Leng Yaozhu.

She wore a long red robe, with pale gold phoenix patterns embroidered on the sleeves and hem. Her steps were steady, her face gentle, and a perfectly measured smile graced her lips.

Her gaze immediately fell on Zi Ji, and she could sense that the other party was not weak, but she did not discover the true identities of the two.

She stopped slowly about five steps away from the two of them, maintaining a suitable distance.

Leng Yaozhu spoke first in a gentle voice, "You must be the Purple Dragon Douluo! Welcome to the Spirit Pagoda!"

Zi Ji smiled and said, "Greetings, Heavenly Phoenix Douluo. This is my daughter, named Gu Yue."

The red-haired woman glanced at the black-haired girl beside her, smiled sweetly, and replied, "What a beautiful young lady. May I ask, what level is your soul power?"

"I'm level 25!" Gu Yue said first.

"Very good strength!" Leng Yaozhu smiled faintly. This soul power was within an acceptable range, after all, Na'er's soul power was already level twenty-seven!

This is still within the framework of genius.

The brief greetings and probing ended there.

"It's not convenient to talk here for long, please follow me." Leng Yaozhu turned around and led them to the side of the lobby, where they boarded the red high-rise private elevator.

The three stepped inside, the elevator doors closed, then opened again, and Leng Yaozhu led them to a conference hall.

Leng Yaozhu and Zi Ji discussed matters related to joining the Spirit Pagoda.

Zi Ji listened quietly, her expression unreadable. What she wanted most was for Gu Yue to be accepted as a disciple by Leng Yaozhu, so that she could naturally enter the circle of power at the top of the Spirit Pagoda.

If we go a step further, we could even make some arrangements with Gu Yuexingyan, the Federal Council Speaker, so that our Soul Beast Clan could directly rule over humanity.

After the two finished discussing the matter, Leng Yaozhu added, "Gu Yue is not young anymore, and he hasn't enrolled in school yet. If he were in Mingdu, it would be convenient for him to study at the Spirit Transmission Tower as my disciple."

"I've already enrolled at Mingdu Academy!" Zi Ji said with a faint smile.

"I see. My daughter is at the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master School, and I hope your daughter can also get into that school."

Leng Yaozhu nodded, quite satisfied with her new disciple from the Spirit Pagoda, but inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity with Gu Yue.

But it's unclear where it came from.

Zi Ji smiled faintly and said, "Then we'll visit again next time."

Upon hearing this, Gu Yue knew where to meet Na'er and was very much looking forward to their first meeting.

As the chat ended, Zi Ji stepped out of the elevator, with Gu Yue following closely behind.

However, on the other side, some unexpected events occurred on a soul-guided train heading to Mingdu.